Urban Super Mercenary King The first thousand two hundred and seventy-eight chapters are a little more difficult to slaughter you than slaughter enough
The first thousand two hundred and seventy-eight chapters are a little more difficult to slaughter you than slaughter enough
Fang Hao's eyes fell on Qiu Shan Zhengyang: "I will give you two choices. According to the customs of your country, I will hold a decent suicide ceremony for you. The second option is to kneel down and swear allegiance.
I, I will let you live."
Qiu Shan Zhengyang narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "No one has been so arrogant in front of me in many years. Who are you?"
Fang Hao suddenly smiled sarcastically: "I don't even know who it is, but you actually came to touch my woman and son. It seems that you will die!"
Qiu Shan Zhengyang's face changed slightly: "Are you Fang Hao? How did you enter the transformation state!"
Obviously, few people in the country know about the news that Fang Hao has become a state of transformation, and it is even more difficult for people in the Japanese country to know.
The expression of another man next to him changed drastically and he said: "Mr. Qiu Shan, he is Fang Hao. I have seen the photo!"
Akiyama Zhengyang frowned and looked at Fang Hao uncertainly, looking very puzzled. He seemed to be wondering why Fang Hao was making such rapid progress. A few months ago, this guy was only at the peak of his internal energy. How could he become a transformation state in the blink of an eye?
Yes, although the feeling he felt was not very real, the aura of the transformation state was not fake.
However, Akiyama Zhengyang raised his brows and showed a bright smile: "It takes no effort to get through the iron shoes and find no place. Since you have delivered it to me, I will save you trouble in the future."
"You, a Japanese, can speak our ancient Chinese proverbs very smoothly, but haven't you learned another word?" Fang Hao said with a faint smile.
"Oh? I'd like to hear the details." Qiu Shan Zhengyang replied with a calm expression. As a master who has gone a long way in the transformation realm, he doesn't take the kid in front of him who has just entered the transformation realm very seriously.
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So very calm.
"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Hao's body suddenly flashed and went straight towards Qiushan Zhengyang.
"You just entered the Transformation Realm not long ago, how do you know the real power of the Transformation Realm!" Qiu Shan Zhengyang glanced at Fang Haoyi with disdain.
Seeing that Fang Hao was already approaching, he stretched out a hand and pointed directly towards Fang Hao.
This is a move that is useful for masters of transformation, but it is rarely used in ordinary battles between transformations. One consumes spiritual power, and the other has little effect on transformation.
And Akiyama Zhengyang is like this, which naturally shows his strong self-confidence.
But the next moment, Qiu Shan Zhengyang's face changed slightly, and a cold light flew out from Fang Hao's hand and pierced his chest with a violent momentum.
Akiyama Zhengyang wanted to intercept it, but the stream of light was too fast, and he could only blink in the blink of an eye.
"bump!"
With a muffled sound, Qiu Shan Zhengyang was forced to take two steps back by the stream of light, staring at Fang Hao with an incredulous look in his eyes: "How could you make such rapid progress in such a short period of time!"
"I told you, you Qianlang will die on the beach!" Fang Hao sneered, and in the blink of an eye he started fighting with Qiu Shan Zhengyang. The battle between the two transformation realms was huge, with the man next to him and Xiaojing who fell on the ground.
I tried my best to crawl further away for fear of being affected by the terrible strong wind.
At the same time, when people on both sides were watching the two transformations fighting, a ghostly figure appeared behind them. Soon, these people looked at the stunned gangsters and did not pay attention to the crisis behind them.
When they fell to the ground, they did not see who killed them.
During the battle, Fang Hao saw that Weiwei, Li Mo and others had come in from another way and launched a crazy murderous intention against the enemy. Fang Hao was relieved. He did not have any doubts in his heart and went all out with great vigor.
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"Middle stage of transformation!" Qiu Shan Zhengyang finally clearly sensed Fang Hao's power, so his expression changed drastically.
The fight between the two at this moment is very simple, just fists and kicks. In their current state, they rarely use weapons. Firstly, it is not easy to carry. Secondly, their skills are already very powerful, and conventional weapons no longer pose much threat to them.
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"Kill!" Fang Hao didn't hesitate at all. Relying on his powerful strength and amazing combat experience, he defeated Qiu Shan Zhengyang step by step. Fang Hao targeted a spot and hit the opponent's chest with all his strength.
Akiyama Zhengyang felt that his body-protecting strength was extremely weakened. He looked like a child and immediately wanted to retreat.
But Fang Hao followed him everywhere, and Qiu Shan Zhengyang couldn't get rid of him at all.
Fang Hao smiled coldly: "It's still possible to kneel down and beg for mercy and swear to serve me now, but the longer time goes by, I'm afraid you will have only one choice!"
"Ah!" Qiu Shan Zhengyang, his eyes were bloodshot and his murderous aura was frightening.
Fang Hao's face turned stern, knowing that this guy was going to fight for his life!
The violent momentum caused some furniture in the hall to be greatly shattered by the energy released by the two people, and the ping ping ping ping ping kept ringing.
Finally, Fang Hao smashed the energy in Qiu Shan Zhengyang's chest with one punch. Without the body-protecting energy, the difference between the realm of transformation and internal energy was not that big at all.
At this moment, Fang Hao naturally would not give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The steel needle in his hand flashed with cold light, and a steel needle instantly pierced Qiu Shan Zhengyang's chest, accurately piercing his heart.
If the heart is broken, even the legendary gods may not be able to save it.
Akiyama Zhengyang looked at his chest, his face instantly turned gray, his heart was broken, and blood could not flow through his body at all, but he would not die in an instant, especially the vitality of a master of transformation.
Soon, Qiu Shan Zhengyang raised his head, looked at Fang Hao, and said in a hoarse voice: "Fang Hao, you are still dead!"
"I've killed you in this transformation state, who else can do anything to me?" Fang Hao sneered.
Akiyama Zhengyang opened his mouth and seemed to be laughing, but there was no sound, it was a sneer, and he said the last sentence weakly: "Someone can kill you like a dog."
The last word was spoken in an extremely low voice. After Fang Hao heard it, Qiu Shan Zhengyang stopped talking because he had lost his breath.
Fang Hao sneered: "It's slightly harder to kill you than to kill a dog!"
The leading master died, and the rest were cleaned up by Weiwei Li and the others.
Xiao Jing, who was kicked away by Fang Hao first, and another expert with peak internal strength were also subdued. Fang Hao looked at the two of them and focused on Xiao Jing, and immediately remembered that he had seen this person before.
While his son was drinking wine on his full moon, he was sitting with a few bastards from the Kowloon Society.
Fang Hao's voice was calm: "Who are you and why did you attack my woman and son?"
The two were subdued, but there was a ruthlessness in them as if they were ready to die. Seeing that Fang Hao couldn't get anything out of him, he waved his hand and told the secret team to stay and keep a close watch on them.
Then he made a phone call and went out.
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At this moment, in a mountain villa in Zhonghai City, four guys were gathering together to play Landlords with two decks of cards. A guy with a simple face squeezed the clapper in his hand again and again, but did not play it out. (