The next moment, the corner of Fang Hao's mouth curled up with a strange arc, and Master Qi looked at the person below inexplicably, and said lightly: "Come again."
Almost instantly, Fang Hao howled, and the knife struck again. During this period, Master Qi had been watching to catch the knife, as if he was afraid that the knife would strike at the wrong position.
But this time, Fang Hao didn't stop at all after he struck the knife. The knife hit the gong next to him in an instant.
"哐..."
A deafening sound of gongs made everyone below look at attention, and then looked at the situation on the stage with some suspicion.
I saw Fang Hao dancing like a sword with flying colors, like a peerless swordsman, which made people intimidated.
Ignoring Master Qi's horrified expression and furious roar, Fang Hao slashed Master Qi several times. There was a sound of metal hitting each other, and the next moment.
"Hey, why does it sound like chopping on a steel plate when you chop it on Master Qi?"
"Don't talk nonsense. The gods will blame you later, but I also find it strange."
"Could it be that with the blessing of divine power, Master Qi really becomes invincible?"
"..."
Many people whispered in confusion.
But after a moment, the whole small temple was silent, and everyone seemed to be stunned for a moment, because at this moment, the clothes on Master Qi on the stage were almost in uniform because of the man called Fang Hao who chopped them with a knife.
fell down.
Then, they saw that Master Qi's upper body was covered with iron plates, including his arms.
This astonishing move made everyone stunned. Master Qi, who was involved, looked furious and had fierce eyes. He gritted his teeth and yelled at Fang Hao: "You are here to blaspheme the gods!"
Fang Hao grinned innocently: "I heard that you are here to deceive people, and I am here to expose you."
Immediately, Fang Hao turned his head and said in a cold voice to the people below: "You drank the so-called spiritual water he gave you earlier. In fact, it contained a relaxing drug, and then he asked you to stare at this big eyeball.
I just want to hypnotize you."
"Just now I broke his hypnosis with the sound of a gong. Now you can see clearly that the so-called invulnerability can be achieved by each of you!" After Fang Hao finished speaking, he found that the door of the small temple had been closed.
Fang Hao was not afraid at all and looked at Master Qi as if he was about to eat him.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Fang Hao!" Fang Hao grinned and took out a cigarette and lit it slowly, not afraid of the opponent's attack at all, because he had just understood Master Qi's skills. Compared with ordinary people, it is indeed good, but compared with him
, I don’t know how many series are missing.
"Do you know what kind of forces you have provoked? Let me tell you, no matter who you are today, you can't get out!" Master Qi stared at Fang Hao sinisterly, and then looked at the believers below who were already suspicious.
Suddenly, seven or eight men armed with sticks rushed out from the doors on both sides of the small temple. Each of them had an evil look on their face, and they looked extremely fierce at first glance.
Surrounding Fang Hao on the stage, Fang Hao was still smoking and unafraid. Master Qi sneered: "You blasphemer, only death can wash away your sins."
At this moment, Fang Hao threw away the cigarette butt, his body straightened slightly, a stern aura appeared on his face, and waves of chill continued to radiate out.
Almost instantly, Master Qi's expression changed drastically. He could only feel such an aura from some tough gangsters, and the aura displayed by Fang Hao was even greater.
A sense of domineering aura arose spontaneously, and Master Qi blurted out: "You are really Fang Hao!"
Fang Hao's lips curled up into a sneer: "I have already said that I am Fang Hao! Do you think I still care about offending your so-called Xingtian God Sect?"
"Kill him for me and the reward will be one million!" Master Qi shouted with a ferocious expression.
The seven or eight men immediately rushed forward.
These seven or eight strong men looked powerful, but in Fang Hao's hands, they were almost knocked down with one move. When all seven or eight men were lying on the ground unable to move, Master Qi had already disappeared. He was obviously taking advantage of the situation.
Ran away.
However, Fang Hao did not chase him, but said coldly to the believers with different expressions below: "You have all seen it, this bullshit Xingtian God Sect is a typical cult that confuses people and defrauds money.
Have you suddenly woken up?"
"You are really a liar!" A believer suddenly burst into tears.
Suddenly everyone was filled with indignation and wanted to call the police, and some even chased him out to arrest Master Qi.
The seven or eight strong men who were beaten down by Fang Hao were even punched and kicked by a group of believers who realized that they had been deceived. Some were even beaten beyond recognition and passed out.
Fang Hao quickly came to Wang Yuyu's side and protected Wang Yuyu from the chaotic crowd. As for the Xingtian Temple being smashed, smashed, and looted, Fang Hao did not notice this scene.
In the car, Fang Hao asked: "Is the filming done?"
"I took pictures of them all." Wang Yuyu nodded, her eyes slightly red: "Thank you, Brother Hao."
Fang Hao chuckled and said: "It's a small matter, show the video to your sister-in-law when you go back. If you still don't wake up, then ask your brother to beat your sister-in-law. Only pain can make people think deeply."
"Well, I understand."
After getting off the car, Wang Yuyu looked back at Fang Hao, who was standing next to the Cayenne, with a look of reluctance in her eyes, because she found that she felt particularly at ease next to Fang Hao.
Fang Hao smiled, and then the ghost hand came out of the darkness, and Fang Hao said: "Boss, I caught it."
He nodded and said coldly: "Find a private place and I want to interrogate you."
"Okay." Guishou was about to turn around, but was stopped by Fang Hao: "Chu Xiong and the other three guys are coming over too."
Guishou immediately shouted: "Boss, I am also a master of torture."
"Just the way you, kid, spent the whole night talking and drinking tea with the guy being interrogated, I don't know how long it will take to get what I want!" Fang Hao rolled his eyes at Ghost Hands.
After hearing this, Guishou laughed twice: "Boss, we can't poke the tires like this."
"It would be nice if you stopped bragging!" Fang Hao said angrily.
"Um, boss, I think I'm just showing off." Guishou said with a smile.
"Go away, hurry up and do something!" Fang Hao glared at Guishou, and the guy ran away in an instant.
…
Inside the Qiu Shan Club in Su City, there are several Taishi chairs placed in an ancient building in the style of an ancient Chinese palace and in a hall.
In the middle position, there is a black man wearing a Tang suit. His skin is dark, but his eyes and teeth are clearly black and white.
His beard and hair are both gray, and he looks quite young. To his left, sitting is a gray-haired old man, but his hair is cut very short, and he is wearing a white robe. He looks calm and relaxed, which makes people feel at ease.
It seems to be very human.
There were two bowls of tea between the two of them, and everything looked antique, as if they were transported to ancient times.
The old black man picked up the bowl of tea and sighed in fluent Chinese Mandarin: "This Chinese tea is good, but in our country, it is difficult to drink such good tea."
The white-haired old Chinese man opened his eyes slightly: "Mr. Bablu, even if you are in your country, with your status, how can you not drink."
"The taste is different. The soil and water here in China are different, and the people and people are so different from my place. Just the food in China is not comparable to ours." Bablu shook his head, looking like an old Chinese man.