Since the name was established as the basis, Su Mu released Zheng Junxi.
Zheng Junxi, who was like a dead dog, quickly went down the mountain.
The flying tiger team around the altar Buddha also retreated cleanly.
At the foot of the mountain, a large number of police officers were on high alert and looked up at the top of the mountain.
In fact, they can't even see the hair.
However, the police force urgently dispatched five helicopters, carrying ultra-high-definition lenses from afar, locking the entire Mu Yufeng in all directions without blind spots.
Uncle Cai ordered the escort of the Zheng family to bring Zheng Junxi into the car, and then bowed deeply to Haokong again:
"Please give me your help."
Haokong smiled slightly.
He began to climb the mountain.
At the beginning, no one noticed that something was wrong.
But soon, an incredible scene appeared.
Haokong's feet were very slow and gentle.
The stride is so big that it is simply terrifying.
That feeling was like under his feet, not a ladder, but a fast-turning conveyor belt.
Every step you take is a distance of ten meters.
And it was his body that was becoming smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But there was an extremely strange feeling in everyone's heart.
It was as if every step he took, he became a little taller.
momentum!
This is momentum.
Everyone present looked at the shadow with awe and shocking look.
"It's a failure! This is...!"
"I'm blind?"
"What kind of magical power is this? Is it so powerful for a divine palm?"
The elites of the Flying Tigers almost glared out.
The entire top floor of Hong Kong Island was alarmed.
In the offices and homes of countless people, there are real-time images of Mu Yufeng.
Even An Haimei in the hotel can see it by turning on the computer.
But ordinary people have no idea what happened to Mu Yufeng.
Huo Family.
Huo Ruohua said with a worried look on his face and complained softly:
"What is Amu doing? Why did he agree to the other party?"
Jiang Wangshu shook his head slightly, with no worries on his face, and he was still very unhappy:
"This bastard, I didn't even inform me of such a fun thing and went to show off by myself."
Huo Ruohua was so angry that he punched him gently:
"Aren't you worried?"
Jiang Wangshu hummed:
"I'm worried, don't worry, I guess the people in the world are dead, and you, a matchmaker, will not die. The disaster will last for thousands of years."
Huo Wenjian couldn't help asking:
"Brother-in-law, how did Mr. Mu become another person?"
Jiang Wangshu didn't know either.
Li family.
Li Shixun stared at the computer in front of him with a ferocious expression, wishing he could turn into Haokong.
He suffered a crushing defeat at Su Mu twice in a row, once more ruthless.
Scared, scared away.
That night, the loser who participated in the Shura Gambling game on the Pure Land vented his anger behind his back.
The first son of Hong Kong Island now has another nickname.
The young man in diapers - Li Paopuo.
He is now confined by his grandfather and has no permission to leave the Li family mansion.
If he dares to disobey, he will be directly deprived of his heir status.
Although he is the eldest son, these wealthy families on Hong Kong Island do not adhere to the system of inheritance of the eldest son as well as the mainland.
If you are disobedient, change it at any time.
Looking at the face that was closer with the ultra-far camera, it was very different from Su Mu, but Li Shixun was very sure that it was Su Mu.
Because when he was in the Demon City, he had experienced Su Mu's characteristics up close.
Once this grandson takes control of the overall situation, a strange smile will hang on the corner of his mouth.
That's right!
It must be the one who failed.
Why don’t you die?
Thinking of this battle, no matter what, he had completed the plan, and Li Shixun's mood finally improved a lot.
If Su Mu loses, he will definitely be dead.
From his position, I naturally hope that Su Mu will die.
Only when Su Mu dies can he be washed away from his reputation as the young master of Li Paopu and the diaper.
Guo family.
Guo Zhixin stood behind his grandfather with a nervous face, staring at the huge screen in front of him.
Mu Yufeng's real-time picture requires a lot of money to buy from the police department.
The broadcast fee alone made the entire police force make a fortune.
The Guo family was willing to spend a lot of money and directly purchased lenses from six directions.
There are no blind spots throughout the journey.
The head of the Guo family had a serious expression and stared at the camera and asked in a deep voice:
"Zhixin, are you sure that person is Su Mu?"
Guo Zhixin smiled bitterly and said:
"Grandma, I'm sure it's him, but I don't know how he disguised himself."
The head of the Guo family shook his head:
"Looking at the Zheng family's appearance, I'm afraid it's been prepared long ago. This Haokong is not a worshiper of the Zheng family at all. Su Mu is afraid it's dangerous!"
Guo Zhixin was stunned:
"No way? I've seen him pick up bullets at the sniper rifle with his own hands."
The head of the Guo family shook his head and did not speak anymore.
Guo Zhixin's original confidence suddenly became shaken.
If the boss loses...!
Then, the Guo family will become a joke.
Two hundred billion yuan, bought a short promise.
This is a fatal blow to the Guo family.
Of course, if Su Mu wins, it will be a big problem.
The Hong Kong Island pattern will be overturned.
Because the four deep-rooted families will fall apart.
Will this affect the stability of Hong Kong Island?
Just when all parties are talking.
Haokong has reached the top.
The altar Buddha towering into the clouds in front of him seemed to not exist at his feet.
This scene scared countless people to death.
Haokong was so swaying on the flat ground, climbing up step by step on the body of the 90 degrees perpendicular, even naked Buddha.
This completely violates the physical theorem.
In the presidential suite of the Peninsula Hotel, An Haimei looked worried, covered her mouth and stared at the screen, fearing that any picture would be missed.
Su Mu's appearance changed, but his body did not.
At this time, stimulated by the other party's terrifying momentum, his whole body was like a peerless magic sword with sharp edges.
A look down on the world.
One is invincible.
Haokong is a truly peerless powerful man.
Even the cloned powerful people Su Mu encountered before were not comparable.
At the top of the Buddha's head, Su Mu pushed his head against the other party.
Haokong was also looking at him.
"My friend, I'll kill you."
"Sure enough, you are not."
Su Mu means people from his sect.
The other party did not deny:
"yes."
"What is your real name?"
"Cheng Buqi."
"National people? Civilians? Or voters?"
Cheng Buqi looked at Su Mu quietly, and his wrinkled face was as calm as a slight ripple of stagnant water:
"Unpoly."
"Unpard?"
Su Mu narrowed his eyes slightly and said sarcastically:
"There are untouchables in the Temple of Heroes? Isn't that the Kingdom of Gods?"
Cheng Buqi's face finally trembled slightly.
He looked at Su Mu deeply:
"Unpardon people are not humans, so they are not worthy of enjoying the life given by the temple."
Su Mu frowned slightly and nodded:
"I understand, you are here to die. What are the benefits?"
Cheng Buqi said lightly:
"I'll die and get rid of the bad family."
Su Mu couldn't help but smile coldly:
"Do you believe in Feng Qingxuan?"
Cheng Buqi's expression finally felt a little more painful.