Duan Lang's attack happened in a flash of lightning. Several of the Qian family's bodyguards surrounding him were stunned. Then they suddenly reacted and ran away desperately. In an instant, there was no one around Duan Lang.
Qian Wanliang's heart trembled, and he hid in the Qian family crowd, saying nervously: "Master Duan, don't worry, our Qian family will definitely heal Master Duan's arm at any cost."
Duan Lang's face was no longer indifferent, it was ashen, and a sense of despair was written on his face. He said bitterly: "I know my body, my arms were completely shattered, the tendons and veins were broken, not to mention the bones, even the bones were broken."
I can’t even save my arm, I’m already a disabled person.”
Turning to look at Chen Zifei, Duan Lang said feebly: "Boy, what was the name of that punch you just made?"
Chen Zifei grinned and said casually: "Fist of the North Star."
Chen Zifei was forced into a desperate situation just now, and finally got a chance to fight back. He did not hesitate to use his strongest attack, which was the Fist of the North Star that he had just mastered. Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly good, and he was able to break the sword in one fell swoop.
Lang's arms were shattered.
However, Chen Zifei also discovered that the boxing technique he created was very different from the explosive fist used by Killer Beidou. The shock force of his boxing technique was more effective on bones and meridians. I am afraid it is more appropriately called Bone-breaking Fist.
Some.
"The Fist of the North Star, what is this? I seem to have heard of it somewhere." Wu Yifei said doubtfully.
Du Xiao's face turned pale, his heart was beating wildly, and he was terrified. This boy turned out to be an ancient warrior, and he was even more powerful than Duan Lang. He only had a few broken ribs. This was simply great luck. If that
If the boy kills him, he will already be dead. The more Du Xiao thinks about it, the more he becomes afraid.
Wu Di's face was also ugly. He originally thought that Wu Yifei asked for help because several young masters from the family were too useless and were bullied by an outsider. Only now did he understand that this was not an ordinary person, but a powerful ancient warrior.
Ah, no wonder Wu Yifei and the others are no match for him. Even Duan Lang is no match for him. Those ordinary bodyguards together can't hurt him.
Unlike the children of these families, Sun Dasheng was ecstatic at this time. He had made a bet. This brother Chen is simply a monster. At this age, he can destroy Duanlang with one punch. His future development is limitless. If he can be recruited to
If you have your own family, it will be easy for you to be the head of the Sun family. The strength of the Sun family is also foreseeable.
"The Fist of the North Star has such a magical technique. It's great. I didn't lose unfairly." Duanlang said bitterly, his whole body lifeless.
Suddenly Duan Lang rushed towards a wall, where an exposed steel bar was piercing the wall. The huge inertia caused Duan Lang's chest to be instantly pierced by the steel bar.
"I won't be a useless person..." Duan Lang murmured, then his head drooped and his body hung on the wall.
Chen Zifei even took a breath. He didn't expect this island countryman to be so strong. He committed suicide after losing his arms. However, considering the tradition of the island country, it seems not surprising.
Duanlang's reaction shocked the surrounding family members. A powerful family minister died just like that. Everything happened so suddenly that they were unable to react for a while.
A smile appeared on the corner of Wu Di's mouth, but it passed away in a flash. Duan Lang's death was definitely good news for the Wu family, but the strength of the boy in front of him was beyond imagination. If he could not solve this boy, what would happen to Wu family?
Home is definitely a huge hidden danger.
Qian Wanjun looked at his elder brother nervously and said anxiously: "Brother, what should we do? Master Duan is dead, we must deal with this kid."
The muscles on Qian Wanliang's face twitched, and he wanted to slap his younger brother. If it weren't for this boy, would Master Duan have died? If possible, it was this younger brother that he really wanted to die. The effect of Duan Lang on the Qian family was absolutely
Much older than Qian Wanjun, this boy's role is to add more people to the Qian family.
Qian Wanliang turned his head to look at another Qian family worshiper. The middle-aged man immediately turned his head in deep contemplation and did not dare to look at Qian Wanliang. His strength was not as good as Duanlang. He did not want to go up and die.
As an ancient warrior, it is not that easy to kill him, but if his arm is disabled, like Duanlang, it will be no different from death.
Qian Wanjun and Du Xiao looked at each other, but no one said anything. At this time, they all had no confidence. The fighting power shown by this boy was too strong. Although they all brought family tributes, no one had it.
I am sure that I can defeat this kid, and this is a matter for several families. If I rashly allow my family to take action and get hurt, wouldn't it be an advantage for others?
Several young people had their own thoughts and there was no movement. For a while, the entire second floor fell into a strange silence.
Sun Dasheng looked at the dark crowd around him in surprise. He would never have thought that Brother Chen could suppress the three families of Wu Yifei and others by himself. This was simply a story. Of course, for Wu Yifei and the others, it was an accident.
The more Sun Dasheng thought about it, the more excited he became. He really wanted to take out his mobile phone right now and take a picture of the scene in front of him. The value of this photo was too great, but he still resisted taking it. If he really did this, Wu Di and others would now
You have to fight with yourself.
Chen Zifei glanced around and said with a smile: "What's going on? Where are the people who want to kill me? If no one comes out, should we talk about the 100 million issue?"
Wu Di's face was gloomy and he said coldly: "Boy, I didn't expect you to be an ancient warrior. It's really beyond my expectation. If you can reach this level of strength at this age, I have to admit that you are a genius."
"But your arrogance has come to an end. Your luck is really bad. Master Fang happens to be a guest at my house today. Master Fang is here. Even if you defy nature, you are destined to be defeated today." Wu Di said with a ferocious smile.
"Master Fang? Never heard of it." Chen Zifei shook his head and said indifferently.
At this moment, an old man walked out of the crowd. He looked to be in his sixties. He was wearing a black training suit. He was thin, with sunken muscles on his face. He looked skinny and sluggish.
Chen Zifei was stunned when he looked at the old man who seemed to be dying at any time, and said in surprise: "Master Fang? Is this Master Fang?"
The old man's voice was hoarse and he said weakly: "Yes, I am Fang Wuhai. Young people are very strong. You should be gentler with me, an old man."
Chen Zifei has black lines all over his head. Who are these people? Why are the worshipers in these houses weirder than the last? Isn't this old man here to blackmail people?
"It turns out to be him, Brother Chen, be careful..." Sun Dasheng suddenly said with a trembling voice.