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Chapter 604: The Sword Throat Throat

Qian Cheng stared at him quietly with an evil smile on his face.

Zhao Meng opened his eyes angrily, with fire in his eyes, and he had the desire to kill.

The moment the cigarette flame touches the throat, the burning pain makes it collapse.

What was even more uncomfortable was that Qian Cheng was pressed against his chin, making it difficult for him to open his mouth.

The cigarette was like a red-hot sword, inserted straight into his throat.

Breathing becomes difficult.

The burning pain, with a little itching, tortured him severely.

Zhao Meng suddenly thought of the swing stick at his waist, and immediately took it out and wanted to smash Qian Cheng's skull hard.

pity.

The imagined picture did not appear.

When Qian Cheng took action, his kick flew out and sent Zhao Meng several meters away.

"boom!"

A figure fell heavily to the ground.

"Brother Meng!"

"Brother Meng!"

The gangsters shouted, with a burst of anger in their hearts, which looked like a small universe exploding.

Zhao Meng struggled on the ground twice and roared, "Leave me alone, destroy him, I want him to die!"

"Yes! Brother Meng!"

The remaining gangsters turned to face Qian Cheng, but in Qian Cheng's eyes, their skills were no different from those of kindergarten children.

There is no structure except for random fights.

Qian Cheng blew his fists, stepped on his feet, and punched one at a time.

"Whoosh!"

The gangsters fell like leaves blown by the wind one by one.

Soon, two more Luohan Towers were stacked up.

"Dong dong dong!"

Qian Cheng looked at it and quickly kicked him a few times.

The four Arhat towers suddenly collapsed.

All the gangsters covered the ground, with various expressions on their faces, including pain, shock, and hatred...

Zhao Meng was also kicked to the ground. Seeing that all his people were injured, his heart trembled.

There were only four words in his mind at this moment: How terrible!

Su Yaohua beside him could see that his thoughts were stagnant. This was even more powerful than Superman!

I was originally worried about him, but after all, the Dongxing Gang came to Zhao Meng and more than seventy people.

Unexpectedly, it took such a short time.

Total annihilation!

Strong, powerful and subverting his imagination.

Qian Cheng glanced around, slowly walked towards Zhao Meng, and spoke mischievously.

"I'm posting this here. If you mess with the Su family again, I will lead my men to destroy the Dongxing Gang within one day!"

"Ha! You can choose not to believe me, but you must believe in my fists."

Finished.

Qian Cheng punched the ground next to Zhao Meng's ear.

"No...don't!"

Zhao Meng thought Qian Cheng's iron fist would hit him.

"Kaka!"

The granite on the ground cracked.

Su Yaohua almost suffocated. He chose the materials here himself. The granite paved on the ground is two centimeters thick stone.

Even if an adult hits it with a hammer, it may not break.

Qian Cheng actually smashed the granite with his bare hands.

Doesn't that mean that the strength of his fist is at least two hundred kilograms?

Su Yaohua's eyes were fixed there in shock, he couldn't believe it.

Zhao Meng heard the squeaking sound and slowly opened his closed eyes. A stream of warm liquid flowed out from his lower body.

"Go away! Remember what I just said."

"I'm out! I'm out!"

Zhao Meng wished he could grow more legs so that he could leave here quickly, "Hurry up, help me up quickly, let's go!"

The people from Dongxing left not long ago.

Qian Cheng said softly, "Boss Su, Dongxing won't be here tonight. I'll come over again tomorrow. It's late at night, so take a rest!"

"Okay, thank you!"

"You're welcome, it's just a little effort."

Su Yaohua wanted to say some words of thanks, but then he realized that Qian Cheng had disappeared.



Zhao Meng and the people below returned to the Dongxing Gang.

Lu Dongxing was waiting for news about Su Yaohua in the hall, but he saw the soldiers in the camp full of wounded soldiers limping back.

Get angry immediately.

"Tell me what's going on!"

The younger brothers lowered their heads and did not dare to speak, fearing that Lu Dongxing would scold them for being useless.

Indeed, on the surface, two groups of people were dispatched, a total of more than 80 people, including masters like Brother Meng.

As a result, not only was Su Yaohua not brought back, but all the brothers came back injured.

"Boss!"

Zhao Meng spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse because he was burned by the cigarette.

"There is a super strong man in Su Yaohua's family. With so many of us, we can't defeat him. It looks like he hasn't even tried his best."

"What?"

Lu Dongxing glared fiercely and opened his mouth to the base of his ears, like a monster trying to eat the person in front of him.

"You're telling me that just one person on the other side killed sixty or seventy of you without even using his full strength?"

"Yeah!" Zhao Meng nodded.

The gangsters behind him also echoed, "Boss, that man is too strong, we can't even take one of his moves."

"Can't catch a single move? Super strong!"

Lu Dongxing's brows slowly moved closer to the center of his eyebrows, which reminded him of something.

When Du Shengli and the Cai family were wiped out, some people suspected that an extremely powerful force had emerged in the provincial capital.

Known as the Avengers.

Could it be that the demise of Du Shengli and the Cai family had anything to do with the Su family?

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