When Hou Jiuming came to the Iron Fist Gang, those who had escaped had not yet arrived.
This is normal. Although Hou Jiuming did not go all out,
But as a physically powerful innate warrior, even with ordinary speed, those people cannot match it.
"Boy, do you know where this place is?
Get out of here!"
As soon as Hou Jiuming arrived, he was still more than ten meters away from the gate of the Iron Fist Gang, when one of the gatekeepers started scolding him with an unkind expression.
However, Hou Jiuming seemed not to hear his curse and continued to walk towards the door.
Seeing this, the other person couldn't help but said.
"Hey, how brave are you? How much cat urine have you drunk, and you dare to act wild in front of the Iron Fist Gang?"
I thought that these three words "Iron Fist Gang" would make the other party retreat in the face of difficulties, but unexpectedly, it was as if they had not heard it.
This time, the two of them became angry.
Holding the knife in his hand, he faced Hou Jiuming.
"You kid are really not afraid of death!"
One of the gatekeepers came to Hou Jiuming with a ferocious expression, raised his hand and slapped him in the face.
But before his hand could fall, he felt a cramp in his abdomen, and then his body flew backwards uncontrollably.
The other guard who was two steps behind him felt his vision go dark before he could react, and something hit him head-on.
The brain tried to control the body to dodge, but the black shadow was too fast, giving it no chance to dodge, and was smashed to the ground.
"Oh my God, what hit me?"
After solving the two men, Hou Jiuming entered the Iron Fist Gang without stopping.
Perhaps the movement at the door alerted the patrolling guards inside. As soon as he entered, he ran into a group of heavily armed gang members before he had gone far.
"Who are you and why do you break into the Iron Fist Gang?"
The moment the guard captain saw Hou Jiuming, he yelled loudly and led the team members to rush towards Hou Jiuming without stopping, trying to surround him.
But at this time, Hou Jiuming took the lead.
He kicked the ground and turned into an afterimage, facing the group of guards.
"Bang bang bang~dang bang..."
After a series of muffled sounds and the sound of weapons falling, the seven people were all knocked unconscious without even the strength to resist.
After doing this, Hou Jiuming stood with his hands behind his hands and did not move forward.
There was no stopping the guard from shouting a reminder just now. I believe that the people who heard the shout have already started to rush here.
Since others are already here, why bother looking for them one by one? Isn't it better to let them deliver it to your door?
Sure enough, not long after the guards fell to the ground, the Iron Fist Gang became chaotic.
First there were various panicked shouts, and then there were the sounds of chaotic footsteps.
"Enemy attack~Enemy attack~"
"Come here, where are everyone? Come with me..."
"Who on earth is so brave and dares to attack the Iron Fist Gang..."
"It must be an idiot from the Babao Gang..."
Amid all kinds of suspicions and shouts, people kept arriving at the martial arts training ground.
And Hou Jiuming was not polite. He relied on his innate realm and struck out like lightning, knocking out one by one. After a short time, they were all lying on the ground.
"Who are you and why do you want to come to our Iron Fist Gang? I remember that our Iron Fist Gang has never offended you, right?"
An old man with gray hair, who seemed to be a high-ranking man,
After bringing the people here, he did not take action immediately.
However, after seeing his men being beaten one after another, he could no longer hold back and asked loudly.
"Haha..." Hou Jiuming felt funny. He actually said that he had not offended him and that he had sent people to arrest him just now. If he hadn't been so capable, he would have already started to torture him.
Just as he was about to reply, a shouting voice suddenly came from the door.
"It's not good, Hall Master Bao was beaten to death..."
"Come quickly, something happened to Master Bao..."
Several of the gang members who followed Bao Renliang arrived late and started shouting before they even entered the door.
Their voices immediately attracted the surrounding gangsters who saw that the situation was not good and did not dare to go forward and besiege them.
"Master Bao? How could he be dead and I still see him at night?"
"I do not know,"
"Hey, the house leaked and it rained all night. Why is it so unlucky? The current trouble has not been solved yet, and another one comes..."
Within a few words, those who came back also realized that something was wrong. When they entered the gate and saw Hou Jiuming standing in the martial arts field, they immediately exclaimed.
"It's you~"
"Why are you here!"
"Elder Wang, he is the murderer who killed Hall Master Bao. You must avenge Hall Master."
The old man on the other side started to look ugly when the group of people were yelling. Now he heard them shouting for revenge, and his face became even more ugly.
Although he is the elder of the Iron Fist Gang, his martial arts skills are not much better than Bao Renliang.
The other party was able to kill Bao Renliang without any injuries, so there would be no problem in killing him.
Now these bastards actually asked him to avenge Bao Renliang. Wouldn't that mean that he would die?
If it weren't for the wrong time, he would definitely chat with these people and let them know why the flowers are so red.
Also under the shouts of that group of people, everyone in the Iron Fist Gang couldn't help but look at the old man.
This sight made him feel like a thorn in his back, and he regretted a lot, why when the gang leader asked him to go to Chunliu Tower in the evening, he refused because of face.
If he went, what would happen?
His heart was full of bitterness, but he had to face the reality. A stiff smile appeared on the old man's face.
"Young hero, is there any misunderstanding here?"
The old man's words confused him. Why are you talking about this after being beaten like this?
Just start fighting, why are you talking about this? How flexible and flexible are you?
"No misunderstanding, where is your gang leader?"
Find the top brass of the Iron Fist Gang and kill them as soon as possible, then go home and practice.
"Uh~"
With such a direct admission, the old man didn't know what to say for a moment, but for his own sake, he still suppressed the fear in his heart.
"Young hero is looking for our gang leader, right? Please wait a moment, I will send someone to notify you." After saying this, he quickly turned around and said to a person next to him who seemed to be a confidant.
"Quickly go to Chunliu Tower to ask the gang leader to come back. We have distinguished guests coming!"
"yes!"
The man received the order and left as fast as he could, fearing that he would be stopped if he ran too slowly.
Hou Jiuming did not stop the old man from moving the reinforcements, and kept watching quietly.
When the messenger came out of the gate, his feet moved, and a flying knife with a cold light was kicked off the handle and flew towards the elder.
"Whoosh~"
The old man just breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a pain in his heart.
Looking down,
I don't know when a long knife was inserted into my heart.
"what happened?
Why did you suddenly kill me?"
Although he didn't see clearly how Hou Jiuming moved his hands, he knew that it must be Hou Jiuming who killed him, because the only one who could kill him here was Hou Jiuming.
It was obvious that all the gangsters were beaten unconscious, so why did they kill them directly when they came to me?
"Could it be that... I have ever offended... him, or... his family?
Hey..., there is no one who doesn't get stabbed in the rivers and lakes. I didn't expect this sentence to come true so quickly. I regret joining a gang to help others do evil...
Perhaps, this is retribution..."
The old man never figured it out until he died.
Why didn't so many people kill Hou Jiu Ming, why did he just kill him? This chapter has been completed!