Especially Ma Jiangming, his old mouth twitched, and his face was even more covered with dark clouds, which was terrifyingly gloomy. Everyone present, no matter who it was, could clearly feel Ma Jiangming's anger.

This old man is now a volcano that is about to erupt.

Ma Jiangming followed the Niu Mowang to fight and fight in the east and west, and was one of the confidant generals of Niu Mowang. Over the years, who dared to be disrespectful to him at all? Even if he really met a certain awesome master, he would immediately be honest as soon as he brought out the name of Niu Mowang?

Originally, when Sun Dapao was there, there were people who dared to act like a little while to attack him, but since Niu Ye killed Sun Dapao, basically everyone in front of him became grandsons.

Now, a boy who is still young is not only not buying Niu's face, but also dares to interrupt himself! Ma Jiangming is angry, Ma Jiangming is really angry.

"Hahaha!" Ma Jiangming laughed out loud, raised his head and smiled so hard that his waist was trembling, "It's such a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. I haven't met such a courageous young man for a long time. OK, very good!"

After laughing, his face suddenly became murderous. When he changed his tone, he showed a cruel look on his face and said, "But not afraid of tigers, it doesn't mean that tigers won't eat you! Thirteen, I'll ruin this ignorant boy!"

Among the two bodyguards standing behind Ma Jiangming like a statue, the bodyguard on the left walked out without saying a word. He walked without any sound. No one could hear it except the master. This was a master, a real master.

"Madman, play with him." Zhang Dashao said carelessly, and the madman walked out helplessly. He really didn't want to waste his kung fu with such an unsatisfactory opponent.

Thirteen looked up and looked at the madman, and immediately looked like he was facing a great enemy.

Before, the madman Thunder took action, Thirteen knew that the madman was a master, but now he really felt the pressure brought by the madman. Thirteen had a much deeper understanding of the madman's awesomeness than before.

Everyone showed interest. The madman killed Chen Jin's bodyguard just now. He was so skillful. Thirteen was Ma Jiangming's personal bodyguard, so he was naturally a master. The showdown between these two masters must be a good show.

But then, these guys who were so excited about screaming cried and called their parents.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

I don’t know who took the move first, but in the eyes of most people, they can’t tell this point at all. They can’t even see the specific movements clearly. It’s so abrupt that the madman and Thirteen collided fiercely, and the crackling was so fierce.

Everyone was dazzled and very exciting. This thing was just like the ones on TV, and it was simply a live version of the kung fu film.

After a while, in just five or six seconds, Thirteen suddenly flew out and suddenly crashed into the crowd, like a meteorite outside the sky, with the sound of the wind.

Some bosses in that direction were shocked! The bodyguards beside the boss were also shocked.

The elder brother who was flying towards Thirteen, as he saw a black shadow getting bigger and bigger in front of him, carrying an extremely amazing turtle aura, was so fast that he couldn't even react, and he couldn't help but scream: "Damn, don't come here!"

The bodyguards beside him rushed up at that moment, trying to stop Thirteen. At that moment, the bang and the few people collided hard.

The elder brother had just stood up from the chair and had not had time to dodge, but suddenly he found a figure that turned into two figures. He was knocked away by his two bodyguards and rolled directly to the conference table in the center.

Ping Ping Pong.

A burst of people and horses were overturned.

Thirteen took the opportunity to swell in the air, and with a bang, it landed steadily on the conference table. The big horse stood there with a golden sword, his face getting heavier, and his eyes stared at the madman without blinking.

"Oh, I fell to death." The elder brother lay dizzy on the conference table, unable to help but hum.

"Boss, are you okay?" His two bodyguards got up as soon as possible and immediately helped the guy up.

Whoosh!

The figure flashed over his head, and the elder brother shrank his head in fear. Thirteen had already rushed out of his head and kicked the madman condescendingly.

The elder brother had just taken a breath and had not yet walked out of the dizziness. Thirteen, who had just rushed out, was beaten back by the madman again, and was knocked over again. However, this time he was unable to stand on the table and was fucked by the madman.

Everyone dodged one after another, and their faces could not hide their horror. This guy is so powerful! Mr. Ma’s bodyguard is not worth mentioning in front of him!

Everyone secretly glanced at Ma Jiangming, and the old man's face became even more ugly.

The madman's eyes showed a hint of impatientness at this time, and pointed his hand at another bodyguard and said, "He is too weak, you two can go together."

The corners of Ma Jiangming's mouth twitched again. This was a great humiliation, but he also knew that the madman was telling the truth, so he waved his hand and said, "Fourteen, you can go there too."

Fourteen had no nonsense, and jumped out from behind Ma Jiangming. With both hands, they were two bright daggers. He knew that the madman was a master. If he didn't use weapons, even if he joined forces with Thirteen, it would be impossible to defeat the madman.

Thirteenth, a carp beat him down from the conference table, and when he flipped his hands, two daggers appeared. The two looked at each other and cooperated to press the madman from two different directions.

Everyone became more interested in this moment. It seemed that the show was getting more and more exciting. They were all wondering whether Zhang Tian’s bodyguard could still beat Mr. Ma’s bodyguard?

Young Master Zhang swept his spiritual sense, but his face became gloomy and said, "Madman, the dagger is poisonous. Be careful when playing later."

When Thirteen and Thirteen heard this, their bodies were shocked, and they both stared at Mr. Zhang incredibly, unable to hide the shock in their eyes. How did this man know that there was poison on the dagger!

The madman had a little angry face. He was so warlike that he could not allow anyone to use these lowly means in battle. This was a blasphemy of the battle and a blasphemy of himself!

"superior!"

Thirteen and Thirteen glanced at each other, and they didn't have time to care about how Young Master Zhang knew that the dagger was poisonous, and they rushed towards the madman.

But the madman was disdainful to fight with these two people at this time, and these two people were no longer worthy.

He rushed to the two chairs, raised his legs and feet, and the two chairs flew up. The speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping! Everyone couldn't see the traces of the chairs clearly, and they felt a flash in front of them, as if something was flying by.

Thirteen and Thirteen were shocked at the same time: What a fast speed! Is this the real strength of this person?

Boom! Boom!

Two loud noises came, and Thirteen and Thirteen were immediately smashed to the ground, and opened their mouths to spit out a large mouthful of blood. They struggled on the ground for a long time, but they could never get up again.

Those two chairs had long been broken into wood chips.
Chapter completed!