Zhao Lingjun's movements were faster than everyone's imagination. Everyone seemed to have just seen Scarface fly back, and Zhao Lingjun's second punch had fallen on Scarface again.

Without even saying a word, Scar's face was hit by Zhao Lingjun from bottom to mid-air.

"So cruel?" Zhao Lingjun's actions reminded Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping, who were sitting aside to watch the show, of the scene where the evil god of Fire Cloud beat up the protagonist starring Zhou Xingchi in the Kung Fu.

But Scarface did not hit the ground as Zhang Changsheng imagined.

"I told you that the lower-level psychics are lower-level psychics, and they cannot be compared with the higher-level psychics like us."

After flying back a few meters back, countless cyclones visible to the naked eye appeared around Scarface, and Scarface was suspended incredibly in the air. Moreover, under Zhao Lingjun's two heavy blows, Scar looked unharmed.

The scarred face surrounded by countless flying cyclones looked at Zhao Lingjun with sympathetic eyes, as if an eagle was watching a little hen. "Although your power is powerful, you can't hurt me at all. Because the difference between our superior psychics and your inferior psychics is like the difference between high school students and kindergarten students."

The four people around Scarface also looked at Zhao Lingjun with mocking eyes, as if wondering why Zhao Lingjun didn't surrender quickly.

"What is the superior abilities, and what is the inferior abilities?" Zhao Lingjun looked at his fist, still savoring the feeling that he had just hit an invisible air cushion.

"The lower-level psychics are ordinary mutants of power and speed." Scarface looked at Zhao Lingjun, as if he was looking at an idiot child who knew nothing. "Although you are the strongest of the lower-level psychics I have ever seen, we are superior psychics. In addition to ordinary versus power and speed, we also have abilities that you cannot imagine." Scarface smiled proudly, "For example, I can control the air around me at will. So you can bounce me away at most, and you can't hurt a hair."

"So amazing?" Zhao Lingjun said as he looked at the cyclone flying beside Scarface.

"So you should not make unnecessary resistance." Scarface looked at Zhao Lingjun, "As long as you hand over the things and join our organization, I will spare you today."

"What you said is true?"

"Of course it's true."

"Then how can I trust you?"

"What do you think I can do to believe it?" The more Scarface and the four people came together, the more they looked at Zhao Lingjun, the more they felt that Zhao Lingjun was a standard guy with developed limbs and simple minds.

"Or why do you let me punch again." Zhao Lingjun looked at Scarface sincerely. "If I really can't hurt you, I will surrender, give you the things, and join your organization."

"Okay, one word is certain." Scarface smiled, and countless cyclones surged behind Scarface. Scarface slowly walked to Zhao Lingjun as if stepping on the void.

"Then I really beat him." Zhao Lingjun said to Scarface.

"Come on." Scarface focused its energy to the extreme, and countless cyclones surged in front of Scarface.

"Okay." Zhao Lingjun's good word was just released, and Scarface flew backwards again.

Zhao Lingjun's movements were still dazzling, but when the four people who came with Scarface were originally looking at Scarface flying backwards, they still had a sarcastic smile on Zhao Lingjun's face.

Because these four people thought that Scarface would float in the air like they had just now, because all four people felt that Zhao Lingjun could not hurt Scarface at all.

But what surprised the four people was that Scarface actually thumped and fell into the flower bed in the distance like a dead pig, stirring up dust in the sky.

"Ahao!" The four of them exclaimed in surprise. When they ran over, Scarface was already fainted in the flower bed.

On Scarface's chest, there was a tiny blood hole, and blood was emitting out.

"Why didn't you respond to a punch just now? Now he was beaten down by you?" Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping, who each moved a large brick and sat on the side watching the show, quietly asked Zhao Lingjun who was back to the two of them.

"Hehe." Zhao Lingjun smiled shamelessly and threw the eyebrow in his hand into the flower bed next to him.

"Damn." Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping suddenly realized.

A punch may not necessarily break a basketball, but what if it is poked with a needle? And what if the person who poked with a needle still has the power of gold and steel and the speed of bullets?

"Boy, you're dead."

As soon as he saw the tragic situation of Scarface, the other four people roared and jumped up.

As soon as the young man with a sturdy body jumped out, his hands just drew a circle, and the cement ground in front of him suddenly burst out, and countless black steel bars flew around him like a black snake with life.

As soon as the face of the Chinese character, which was previously shocked by Zhao Lingjun's big tree, jumped out, a faint light appeared on his hands.

"Damn, Zhao Lingjun, you play slowly, we'll leave first." Before I could see the actions of the other two people, just looking at the reactions of these two people, Xiao Ping and Zhang Changsheng felt that they would go back to the room to plug their ears and sleep well was safer.

But before Zhang Changsheng could finish his words, Zhao Lingjun and four so-called superior abilities had already started to fight.

The young man with a sturdy figure just moved slightly, and the countless black steel bars hovering around him like poisonous snakes flew towards Zhao Lingjun like arrows.

However, Zhao Lingjun's speed was faster than those steel bars that were as fast as arrows. When the steel bars shot on the cement ground, making a sound that made people's teeth sore and burst out sparks, Zhao Lingjun's people had already arrived at the side of a bald middle-aged man closest to Zhao Lingjun.

Zhao Lingjun's fist also directly hit the bald man's face.

Zhao Lingjun's fighting style was direct and wild. Zhao Lingjun knew that all the four people in front of him were terrifying opponents, so Zhao Lingjun did not leave any room for him as soon as he took action.

Zhao Lingjun's punch was so fast that it was indescribable. Zhao Lingjun could even feel his fist wind raising a few hairs on the bald man's head, but just when Zhao Lingjun's fist fell on the bald man's face, Zhao Lingjun suddenly lost the trace of the bald man's sight.

When Zhao Lingjun's punch fell, he felt the sound of breaking through the air coming from behind and on the left. Zhao Lingjun subconsciously dodged.

As soon as Zhao Lingjun dodged, a huge giant arrow made of countless steel bars shot to the cement ground where Zhao Lingjun had just fallen.

At the same time, the bald man lost his life a dagger with a cold light shining in his hand.

"Move instantly?" Zhao Lingjun's heart was cold, but before Zhao Lingjun had time to have any extra thoughts, the countless black steel bars under the control of the young man who was standing in a sturdy manner were flying towards Zhao Lingjun like countless flying black snakes.

Zhao Lingjun subconsciously wanted to jump back, but after jumping, Zhao Lingjun did not move at all. Zhao Lingjun was shocked. When he looked down, he found that his feet were wrapped in a thick layer of concrete from when they started. It was as if his feet were poured on this cement road.

Zhao Lingjun was full of coldness and couldn't help but let out a loud roar. The thick layer of concrete wrapped around Zhao Lingjun's feet was crushed by Zhao Lingjun's hands. Zhao Lingjun also rolled over and avoided the countless black steel bars flying in.

But when Zhao Lingjun just rolled to the flower bed, the bald man appeared beside Zhao Lingjun, and a dagger with a cold light shining in his hand, he inserted it into Zhao Lingjun's body.

Zhao Lingjun never expected that these people would cooperate so well. When he found that bald man appeared beside him, Zhao Lingjun could even feel the cold air emitted by the dagger in bald man's hand and the pungent fishy smell coming from it.

"Am I dead like this?" Zhao Lingjun had just thought in his mind, and Zhao Lingjun heard a bang of gunshots.

"You have so many people who beat one person, are you shy."

The dagger in the bald man's hand was shot by Xiao Ping when he was two or three centimeters away from Zhao Lingjun's body. Xiao Ping seemed to be very satisfied with his shot, but before Xiao Ping could be proud, the young man with a stern step forward two steps and waved at the gun in Xiao Ping's hand. Xiao Ping felt a burst of force surge, and the gun in his hand flew towards the young man with a stern fly.

"You actually dare to shoot in front of the talented gold controller." When the gun in Xiao Ping flew into the hands of the young man with a squat, it turned into a pile of twisted scrap iron.

"I'll give it back to you." The young man with a sturdy figure waved his hand, and the twisted scrap metal flew towards Xiao Ping at an astonishing speed.

"Thanks."

If Zhao Lingjun hadn't pounced Xiao Ping aside at once, Xiao Ping might have been shot out of a transparent hole by this pile of twisted scrap iron.

"You're welcome." Zhao Lingjun looked at Xiao Ping depressedly. He couldn't figure out that it had reached a critical moment of life and death. Why would Xiao Ping be so polite to him?

"Actually, I want to ask you a question." Xiao Ping looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "I'm wondering that since he claims to be a natural gold controller, he can change the shape of metal at will, why didn't he turn the gun into countless sharp things when it was still in my hand? He tied my hand into a hornet's nest?"

"Ask me, who will I ask?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Xiao Ping, shouted, "m/lgbd" then pulled up a tree larger than just now, threw it at the four people.

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the young man who was in a sturdy state, and countless steel bars immediately formed a huge steel wire mesh in front of the four people.

After the wire mesh, countless concrete and soil suddenly broke away from the ground, and behind the huge wire mesh, a raised mound was formed out of thin air.

A big tree that Zhao Lingjun threw out with all his strength broke through the huge steel wire mesh, but was blocked by the raised mound.

After a burst of dust flew, looking at the big tree that was deeply immersed in the raised mound, the young man with a squat couldn't help but look a look of horror on his face.

"It turns out that the most powerful lower-level psychic we have ever met. Perhaps one-on-one, we may not be your opponent. But now you have only one person, and we have four."

Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath. Zhao Lingjun knew that the young man with a stern affair was not lying. Although he had already accidentally solved an extremely powerful opponent in the opponent's formation from the beginning, and the remaining four people might not be their opponents if they fought alone, but when these four people joined forces, they cooperated perfectly and were not something they could match.

Perhaps now, Xiaobai can only help him. So Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but shout "Xiaobai."

"You dare to call us idiots at this time?" But Zhao Lingjun's scream made the four people on the other side suddenly feel wrong.

"Go to die." The young man with a stern voice shouted, and then the attack of the four people immediately launched a full-scale attack.

The steel bars in the sky swept through like countless sharp arrows.

Zhao Lingjun wanted to rush forward with a quick step, and flashed the steel bars flying towards him and punched the young man who was keeping his inch. However, Zhao Lingjun staggered and fell to the ground after taking one step.

The cement floor under Zhao Lingjun's feet suddenly fell into it like melted cream.

When Zhao Lingjun fell forward, the national face had already rushed towards Zhao Lingjun. Although he didn't know what the superpowers of the national face were, just thinking that he beat the big tree into pieces in the sky with one palm, Zhao Lingjun could be sure that if he was hit by the national face with one palm, it would definitely not feel good.

At this time, the bald man suddenly appeared behind Zhao Lingjun, and he still had a dagger with blue light in his hand.

Zhao Lingjun was cold all over because at this time, even if Zhao Lingjun could punch him with both hands before hitting him with a punch, he would have no time to avoid the bald attack behind him.

"m/lgbd." Zhao Lingjun was about to fight to the death and punch the face in front of him. Then, when the bald man stabbed him with a knife, he pressed the bald man into his arms and strangled him to death to see how he teleported.
Chapter completed!