Although Fu Cuishan looks powerful and powerful now, he seems to have lost his sense of self, which makes Fu Qingming feel very uneasy.

At this time, Meng Tiandao walked out, followed by the little medicine boy, including Fu Chongyang and Fu Duanwu.

Meng Tiandao held a string of bells in his hand. With the movement of his hand shaking the bells, it made a crisp sound, and Fu Cuishan's figure suddenly rose up again.

The blood rolling down from Fu Cuishan's abdomen dragged a long trace on the ground, but he himself seemed to have no feeling at all, pounced on Luo Baisheng like a wild beast.

Luo Baisheng's fist and iron whip knocked Fu Cuishan away again and again, but Fu Cuishan was able to stand up immediately and launch a more fierce attack.

Even though he was completely exhausted and turned into a "blood man", his physical strength was still strong to the point of being perverted, and it felt like he could still fight after his head fell off!

"Master Meng, what did you do to my father?" Fu Qingming asked with some fear.

Fu Chongyang and Fu Duanwu also stared at Meng Tiandao in a daze, waiting for his answer.

Meng Tiandao gently shook the bell in his hand, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face: "I just cured Mr. Fu's illness, and turned him into a strong man, a brave man, and will never be able to die.

The strong man who was defeated!"

Such an answer obviously cannot satisfy Fu Qingming, but at this moment, if Mr. Fu hadn't resisted the enemy for them like a mad demon, they would have been killed long ago.

So even if he had doubts and concerns in his heart, it was difficult to pursue it now.

On the other side, Huang Dalong saw that Luo Baisheng failed to knock Fu Cuishan down after many heavy blows, and then saw Meng Tiandao who had been shaking the bell.

As if he noticed something, he snorted disdainfully: "You can never be defeated? Joke!"

He slowly unbuttoned his suit and shouted to the bodyguard beside him: "Where is my Italian cannon!"

What Huang Dalong calls the "Italian cannon" is actually a light bazooka.

Although he was just a quarconian of the Northern Legion before, he occasionally went to the front line to participate in actual combat and had a special liking for the rocket launcher. I don’t know which TV series he learned the catchphrase, and he always called the rocket launcher an Italian cannon.

Fortunately, the bodyguards could understand what he meant and immediately took out the 66mm light bazooka from the trunk of the car.

Huang Dalong took off his coat, carried the rocket launcher on his shoulders, and then aimed at Fu Cuishan who was fighting with Luo Baisheng.

"Be careful, I'm going to fire!"

Huang Dalong shouted, and the shells were fired at the same time.

Luo Baisheng hurriedly dodged and flew out more than ten meters in one breath, causing a cold sweat.

However, Fu Cuishan could not avoid it. The shells hit his body and made a shocking sound.

Bang!

In the blood mist in the sky, Fu Cuishan was blown into pieces of minced meat.

The broken limbs and arms were thrown into the air and then landed on the ground. Even if the corpse was collected, it was impossible to piece together a complete human form.

Originally, ordinary rocket launchers like this could not hit a powerful man of the Martial Master level.

But Fu Cuishan is different. His body is completely manipulated by others and he loses his instinctive keenness and reaction.

In the short period of time when the shells hit, if Meng Tiandao could not predict in advance, he would not be able to avoid it in time.

Huang Dalong threw the rocket launcher with blue smoke to the bodyguard beside him, pushed his thumbs up and laughed: "I'll blow you into a pile of meat dumps, let's see how you beat me!"

Fu Qingming watched his father be bombarded, and he was heartbroken and his hatred stared at Huang Dalong.

"You must die so hard. Even if I go to hell, I will not let you go!"

"Then let's wait until you go to hell!" Huang Dalong said disdainfully.

With a wave of his big hand, the men in black behind him immediately rushed up with a knife, intending to quickly deal with Fu Qingming and others and completely destroy the Fu family.

At this time, the Fu family had no masters and could only be slaughtered. Fu Chongyang and Fu Duanwu were so scared that they retreated repeatedly.

However, at this moment, a convoy rushed over. Before the car could stop, the sunroof of the off-road vehicle had been opened.

A middle-aged man drilled out of the roof of the car with a spear in his hand, suddenly soared into the air, passing by Huang Dalong, Luo Baisheng and others, and landed in front of Fu Qingming.

When Fu Qingming saw the middle-aged man, his eyes flashed with surprise, as if he had suddenly forgotten the pain of losing his father, and said excitedly: "Minister Zhang, you are finally here!"

The visitor was Zhang Zilong, deputy director of the Jiangdong Branch of the Wu League.

Over the years, the Jiangdong branch of the Wumeng League has gained a lot of benefits from the Fu family. The martial arts masters Feng and Cao, who were worshipped by the Fu family, were only met through Zhang Zilong's introduction.

So when the Fu family's warehouse was burned and the stock plummeted, Fu Qingming thought of calling Zhang Zilong for help.

However, at first, Zhang Zilong only thought it was a battle in the mall and didn't care much. It was not until later that Huang Dalong and some unknown people were besieging the Fu family that he hurriedly brought people to him.

Zhang Zilong nodded slowly to Qingming, turned around and looked at Huang Dalong and others, and pounced on the ground with a spear, and his powerful aura erupted.

His voice was like a bell: "The sky is blue and the sun is bright, and you actually rely on your martial arts cultivation to harm the good. Have you taken our Martial Alliance seriously?"

Martial Alliance!

When he heard these two words, Huang Dalong's expression gradually became solemn.

The other party held a spear, and Fu Qingming also called him Minister Zhang. There is no doubt that this person is Zhang Zilong, who is the dominant gun. It is said that he has the peak level of Wu Zun and is the deputy minister of the Jiangdong Wu League branch.

Among the cars that had just stopped, more than twenty people came out, all of whom were members of the Jiangdong branch of the Wumeng League.

Although the number of people is not as large as that of Huang Dalong and Zhao Jinsheng, there are four martial masters among them.

One of them, Huang Dalong and Luo Baisheng, had both seen it on Cangnan Mountain. It was Liao Zhijie, the guardian elder of the Jiangdong branch of the Wu League.

Huang Dalong realized that things had become a little tricky, so he took out his cell phone quietly and edited a message and sent it to Lin Hao.

Zhao Jinsheng also guessed Zhang Zilong's identity, and also noticed that there were four martial masters among the members of the Martial Alliance who had just arrived, but there was no fear on his face.

"The Fu family deserves the crime. I advise you, Wumeng, not to be too lenient, so as not to suffer the consequences!"

The Wumeng has been immersed in the prosperous city with bright lights and wine for a long time, and has long become corrupt and greedy, which has almost become an open secret.

The reason why Zhang Zilong came forward to help the Fu family was because he received the benefits of the Fu family for a long time, which was something that was easily imagined.

The people in the military are all iron-blooded soldiers who have been trained for a long time, either defending the border or protecting the safety of the country.

Most of them looked down on the Wumeng's style of keeping warm and lustful, so Zhao Jinsheng's tone became a little arrogant.

However, when Liao Zhijie and other martial arts experts heard Zhao Jinsheng's words, they couldn't help but sneer.

"Where did the fool come from? I'm afraid you don't know what the Martial Alliance exists!"

"As long as it is an incident related to warriors, the Martial Alliance has the right to manage it."

"You are so arrogant, don't you take Wu Meng seriously?"

"It's a joke that we will suffer from bad consequences. The Wu Alliance will kill you, just like stepping on a few ants."

"No matter who you are, since you have caused a bloody crime here today, you will be punished..."

Feeling the oppression from many martial arts powerhouses, Huang Dalong and Luo Baisheng both frowned secretly.

Zhao Jinsheng still remained calm, pointed a long sword in his hand forward, and said in a provocative tone: "Then let me see the methods of your Martial Alliance!"

All the masters of the Jiangdong Military Department stood up behind him, each with a cold face and arrogance. Everyone was holding a long knife in their hands.
Chapter completed!