Meng Qinghu looked at his subordinate named A Niu, and a surge of grief and anger hit his chest, almost making him breathless.
Because now, he, a tycoon who once dominated Zhonghai City and had a high status in the Jiangsu Province underworld, now only has one solitary subordinate left.
This brother named A Niu followed him silently. He did not ask why there was an explosion, why the explosion would kill his people, or where he was going.
Because Meng Qinghu knew that their loyalty was absolutely reliable, and until now he had never doubted that it was because of the betrayal of one of their own that thirteen of his companions died in an instant.
But Meng Qinghu knew and knew what was going on because of that high-ranking big shot, the eldest son of the Song family, one of the so-called four major families. Song Wenli had a bright future and a high status since he was born.
"What a cruel heart. I have been working for you for so long and allowed myself to be beaten and scolded, but I ended up like this. If I had stood closer at that time, what would have been different from what happened to my brothers?" Meng Qinghu gritted his teeth, with a terrifying look in his eyes.
The light of hatred.
He looked behind him viciously, then looked at the front, and said to his only subordinate behind him: "Aniu, I will definitely avenge my brothers."
Some enemies are enemies in the first place. Even if they suffer a big loss, it doesn't matter. They can only say that they are not capable enough. However, some hatreds make Meng Qinghu feel cold in his heart. He must avenge himself desperately, otherwise he will not be able to live up to his loyal brothers.
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Fang Hao and the middle-aged man with a square head and big ears stood opposite each other. Fang Hao said coldly: "What a big deal. Even the master of inner strength was sent to deal with me. The status of that alliance leader is really not low.
Let me think about it, he is also a child of a noble family, right?"
"Haha, so what. Although you are now the person favored by the Chinese high-level officials, you have underestimated the family's heritage. Remember, the person who killed you is named Ximen Thirteen."
Fang Hao suddenly laughed and said: "Ximen 1, isn't that Ximen B? What a name, it sounds nice, and it's so catchy!"
Ximen Thirteen, who was originally calm and calm, changed slightly at this moment, and his eyes became angry: "I don't know whether to live or die!"
Immediately, Ximen Thirteen took action boldly, and Fang Hao suddenly attacked. Shangguan Yue hid behind a broken wall, aiming her pistol at the middle-aged man, but the speed of the two was too fast, and she couldn't aim at all.
It was also at this moment that Shangguan Yue realized how strong Fang Hao really was and how much water Fang Hao had put into fighting her.
Fang Hao was very strong, but the guy named Ximen Shisan was even stronger. Fang Hao was accidentally kicked by Ximen Shisan and took a few steps back before he could stand still.
Ximen Thirteen looked at Fang Hao with disdain: "If you don't fully enter the inner energy, you will never know how strong the inner energy master is. Today, it is your honor to let you die in my hands!"
Although he was kicked, Fang Hao was not depressed at all. Instead, he looked happy and had a high fighting spirit in his eyes, because he found that the internal strength masters were stronger than him, but their strength was very limited. He had always been beaten by those like Wen Xiao.
The freak was confused, and now he finally realized that he was between a grandmaster and an internal energy master, but he could already compete with an internal energy master.
There was a burst of joy in my heart, and I shouted: "Have fun! Come again!"
Fang Hao's martial arts skills have been acquired through real practice, and he has refined his moves through countless life-and-death battles, so his moves are the simplest, crudest, and most practical.
"No matter how powerful the moves are, strength is king!" Ximen Shisan shook his head with disdain.
Then he flashed his figure and immediately attacked, but this time, Ximen Thirteen became more and more frightened.
"Huh? Although you are not a master of internal energy, it is really strange that you have such skill!" Ximen Thirteen looked surprised.
"I should thank you. It was you who let me know that I am not so vulnerable to the masters of internal strength!" Fang Hao burst out laughing, as if he wanted to shout out all the grievances he had felt during these days.
That's a release.
During these days, I was troubled by several super Nei Jin masters such as Chen Nanfeng, Wen Xiao and Cheng Lianlian, but I ignored that those guys from Nei Jin were probably the top fighters among the Nei Jin masters.
Internal strength masters are divided into three stages, the early and middle stages, plus the four stages of Dacheng and Peak.
Comparing Ximen Thirteen and Wen Xiao, Wen Xiao should be a master of inner strength, maybe at the peak level, while the guy in front of him should be in the early or middle stage.
"Humph, if you don't enter Nei Jin, you will be just scum in my eyes after all!" Ximen Thirteen shook his head disdainfully. Even though the opponent's power is almost equivalent to the early stage of Nei Jin, and even close to his mid-stage Nei Jin state, there is still no chance of winning in front of him.
, because he is the real master of internal strength.
Looking at China, there are very few internally capable experts.
"Let me show you the skills of a real master of internal strength. You, a mere master at the peak of his realm, are able to let me use this skill. You will be honored to die!" Ximen Thirteen raised his head proudly and did not look again from beginning to end.
Fang Hao glanced at him with endless contempt.
Immediately, I saw that the skin of Ximen Thirteen's entire palm seemed to be shiny, and looked as white as a woman's.
Fang Hao knew that this guy was integrating internal energy into his muscles to increase the strength of his muscles and bones. Suddenly, the corner of Fang Hao's mouth curled up with a strange arc.
At this moment, his fists turned into palms and he faced him directly.
In Ximen Shisan's eyes, any palm against a palm that contains inner strength is like hitting an egg against a stone, seeking death.
But the next moment, when the two palms intersected, Ximen Thirteen's pupils suddenly shrank, because at the moment when they intersected, Fang Hao's palms were just like his, becoming white and shiny.
boom!
The two separated with one blow and faced off against each other. Ximen Thirteen looked horrified: "You are actually also a master of internal energy!"
Fang Hao chuckled and said, "You're still a little short of that, otherwise, I'll beat you up all over the floor!"
"Impossible. Only when the internal energy is in the middle stage and above, can you use it to fill your palms with internal energy and increase the hardness and strength. How else could you do it! You are hiding it very deeply!" Ximen Thirteen was shocked in his eyes, and then became angry.
Because when he came, the information given by the other party said that Fang Hao was at the peak of a grandmaster.
However, this information is obviously wrong. Looking at the internal energy used by the opponent, it is vaguely that the level of internal energy is only in the middle stage of internal energy. Ximen Thirteen couldn't help but look a little ugly. In the middle stage versus the mid stage, he still had no confidence in killing.
However, what Ximen Thirteen did not expect was that Fang Hao could only use less than one-tenth of the internal energy in his body. If all of it could be used, how terrifying it would be.
"Come again!" Fang Hao fought more and more dripping with sweat. He had never used his inner strength to fight before. This was undoubtedly a great opportunity for actual combat. (To be continued)