The middle-aged man in the monitoring room was thinking about what the prince would reward him after he cleaned up the Feiyu Gang, whether it was a lot of money or women. He didn't lack either of these. He hoped that the aloof prince could "cultivate" his son.
, allowing his son to enter politics, it would not be difficult for his family to produce a ministerial-level cadre. Just when the middle-aged man was thinking happily, a hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Who..." The middle-aged man was frightened by the sudden hand and turned to look at the people around him.
"The person who sent you to hell." Zhang Qiang, who was standing behind the middle-aged man, looked at the middle-aged man and said coldly. The middle-aged man felt the murderous aura on Zhang Qiang's body, and a chill spread throughout his body along his spine.
His body trembled again. Everyone in the monitoring room turned to look at Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang smiled at everyone, and the hand on the middle-aged man's shoulder pinched the middle-aged man's throat.
"I want to avenge the brothers who died in the Feiyu Gang." Zhang Qiang's fingers contracted hard, and his five fingers dug deeply into the middle-aged man's neck.
All the beautiful fantasies in the middle-aged man's mind were crushed by Zhang Qiang's five fingers. With a flick of Zhang Qiang's arm, the middle-aged man's body hit the wall of the monitoring room.
The hands of more than a dozen people in the monitoring room slowly moved towards their arms, and Zhang Qiang sneered and rushed towards these people.
Wang Tao was waiting leisurely for Zhang Qiang at the top of the stairs. Several screams were heard in the monitoring room. Zhang Qiang walked out of the monitoring room dozens of seconds later. "Go to the roof!" Zhang Qiang glanced at Wang Tao and said without any expression.
"Cool! That's cool!" Wang Tao said with a smile as he followed Zhang Qiang.
Zhang Qiang turned around and glared at Wang Tao, then walked towards the exit leading to the roof. On the roof, two men wearing black windbreakers stood with their arms crossed. The windbreakers were unbuttoned and fluttering in the evening breeze. The two men stood with their arms crossed.
They are two of the four tiger generals under Situ Lingfeng.
"Third brother, I don't think the people from Feiyu Gang will kill here. The prince even cautiously sent us two to guard the place. It's really a bit overqualified." The man on the left said dissatisfied.
The person on the right gave the speaker a sharp look and said in a deep voice: "Fourth brother, don't blame the prince. It is our duty to obey the prince's orders."
"Haha, I don't dare to blame the prince. People in the underworld say how powerful the Feiyu Gang is, but I think it's nothing more than that. They talk about the three fierce generals of dragon, tiger and leopard. It's all fucking nonsense." The man on the left looked arrogant.
typical.
The door to the roof was pushed open, and Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao went up to the roof. When they saw two people blocking their way, they looked at each other and stopped.
"I waited all night and finally two came up. I haven't done anything for a long time. Today I can stretch my muscles. I don't know if these two can withstand my punch." The fourth child stood with his arms crossed and looked at Zhang Qiang and Zhang Qiang with his lips curled up.
Wang Tao.
Wang Tao stared at the two people in front of him and smiled, very naively, and said: "Is there something wrong with you two? Why are you wearing windbreakers and standing on the roof of the building in the middle of the night? Pretending to be cool? You have to pay attention to safety while pretending to be cool.
, it’s not worth it if the wind blows you off the roof.”
"You...I will destroy you first." The fourth among the four tiger generals ran straight towards Wang Tao. When his body was three meters away from Wang Tao, he jumped up and performed a graceful roundhouse kick in the air.
"Well done!" Wang Tao's right hand holding the scimitar did not move. He quickly raised his left arm and accurately slapped Lao Si's ankle with his palm. Wang Tao's sharp kick was resolved by Wang Tao's slap. Lao Si's body
He landed, took two steps back, the arrogant look on his face disappeared, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
"The person who wants your life." Wang Tao's face sank and he said sternly.
"Let's see who takes the life of whom first!" A fierce light flashed in Lao Si's eyes, and his body shot towards Wang Tao again. The windbreaker he was wearing flew back, and he looked really cool.
The fourth of the four tiger generals arrived in front of Wang Tao, flew forward and kicked Wang Tao's chest. Wang Tao stared at the foot that kicked his chest, smiled coldly, and struck out with his left fist.
There was a muffled sound, and the fists and the soles of the feet collided. Wang Tao's arms were completely straightened without stopping, and the power accumulated in his arms exploded instantly. The fourth son's soles could not withstand this amazing explosive force, and his legs quickly bent, trying to offset the huge force.
Impact. The idea is easy but difficult to implement. Before his legs were fully bent, his body had already flown backwards. "Plop!" Lao Si fell three meters away from Wang Tao. He was swaying.
He got up and stared at Wang Tao with hateful eyes.
"You kicked me twice, and you also took my leg." As Wang Tao spoke, he jumped up and slammed his right leg towards Lao Si, who had just stood firm.
"Fourth brother, be careful!" the third of the four tiger generals shouted loudly. He wanted to help, but Zhang Qiang standing in front of him would definitely not give him a chance to help, so he could only remind him.
The fourth child lowered his head and raised his arms to block Wang Tao's leg. Wang Tao's rapidly falling right leg hit the fourth child's arms hard, "Crack!" There was a sound of bones breaking, and Wang Tao's leg fell.
The momentum continued unabated, and it hit Lao Si on the shoulder again. "Plop!" Lao Si sat down on the roof of the building.
Wang Tao's right leg fell to the ground, and his left leg kicked out like lightning. The instep kicked the fourth child on the chin. The fourth child's chin was shattered by the kick, and his body rolled backwards and hit the guardrail on the roof of the building.
"Fourth brother!" the third among the four generals exclaimed, running towards the fourth who was lying by the guardrail.
"That's all you have, and you still wear a windbreaker to pretend to be cool." Wang Tao said disdainfully, but in his mind he was thinking about when he would buy a windbreaker.
The third child's eyes were bloodshot when he saw the miserable look of the fourth child. He raised his head and stared at Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao, and said fiercely: "I will kill you two today."
"Wang Tao, take care of those snipers, leave this person to me." Zhang Qiang glanced at Wang Tao and said. Wang Tao nodded, turned around and walked around to the other side of the roof.
Zhang Qiang and Lao San were five meters apart, looking at each other. Lao San felt a little weak when he felt Zhang Qiang's strong fighting spirit, and small beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose. The thought of striking first flashed through his mind.
"Ah!" The third child roared wildly and rushed towards Zhang Qiang. The corners of Zhang Qiang's mouth curled up. Zhang Qiang, who likes to attack, also rushed towards the third child of the Four Tigers.
The five-meter distance passed by in a flash, and the moment the two figures were about to come into contact, Lao San, who couldn't hold his breath, punched out with his right fist. The smile on Zhang Qiang's lips became even thicker, and he punched Lao San's right fist with his left fist.
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The two fists collided, and the strength was immediately revealed. The power of Lao San's punch was already a little inferior to Zhang Qiang's, but the strength of his fist was even worse. His entire arm hung down softly after the collision, and his right hand was full of flesh and blood.
Blurry and terrible.
Zhang Qiang retracted his left fist and punched out with his right at the same time. There was no mercy in his eyes. He never showed mercy to his enemies. His right fist hit Lao San's chest mercilessly. Lao San looked at Zhang Qiang with desperate eyes and fell backwards.