At the critical moment, the two He family soldiers behind He Jiawei also took action like lightning.

Before the Qingyi Society could take a step, two dead soldiers of the He family had already rushed in, and saw two gray shadows shuttled through the room like two rasporches.

Wherever you go, you will touch the sound of violent impact of the body.

A lightning strike, a lightning ending.

When the two dead soldiers of the He family returned behind He Jiawei, all the Qingyi Society members in the conference room were lying on the ground, and none of them could stand.

Zhu Tianhua obviously did not expect that the two masters brought by the other side would be so powerful.

Unable to help, he turned around and looked at Ghost Hand Seventeen.

The latter laughed wildly at the sky: "Hahaha, they are two warriors. You are so fearless. But you have hit the nail on the head. Today, I have been in charge of this matter."

After saying that, Ghost Hand Seventeen had already leaned forward like lightning and directly attacked He Jiawei.

Capturing the thief and capturing the king, Ghost Hand Seventeen had long seen young people who were older than him disliked this style.

Ghost Hand Seventeen's speed was actually faster than the two He family dead soldiers who had just taken action.

Some wealthy people around him were extremely excited when they saw this scene.

Ghost Hand Seventeen claims that it is not a false reputation.

I guess this so-called Uncle Long and his young master may not be able to take it.

The Ghost Hand Seventeen had already flew up and lived in front of He Jiawei like lightning.

The speed is actually much faster than in front of Banyan Garden Restaurant.

It can be seen that he and He Jiawei were really useless to fight for all his strength at that time...

But he is fast, He Jiawei is faster...

As his fist was about to hit He Jiawei.

At the critical moment, a figure flashed, and no one saw He Jiawei's actions.

Only two loud bangs were heard.

Ghost Hand Seventeen was knocked back at a faster speed than before.

A murmur hit the wall of the conference room.

Next, Ghost Hand Shiqi turned over and looked at He Jiawei, then stood up with a carp.

But he knew that He Jiawei had already flashed and came to him.

call!

A swing side kick!

Ghost Hand Shiqi, who had just gotten up, was kicked directly to the ceiling.

During this period, He Jiawei used an extremely classic sky-summit in an electronic game to hit Ghost Hand Shiqi's chin!

boom!

Click!

A loud bang!

Ghost Hand Seventeen's chin was shattered.

A spear of blood sprinkled into the sky!

A thud, a slight sound!

Ghost Hand Seventeen fell to the ground.

"You, you, who are you..." Ghost Hand Shiqi lay there, pointing his finger at He Jiawei with difficulty and asked.

He Jiawei smiled slightly, walked to him, took off his sunglasses, and whispered: "I said that you dare to hit my wife, you are dead!"

"Uh, puff, it's you, you are so powerful!" Ghost Hand Seventeen spit out a mouthful of blood, pointed at He Jiawei's hand, and gradually lost support.

The two strong men come into contact, and only two meet!

The Ghost Hand 17, ranked 17th among the irregular forces in Ninghai!

die!

This scene is so shocking!

The interior was quiet, and everyone looked at He Jiawei in silence.

Everyone is guessing who this extremely powerful young man is!

Zhu Yuanhua obviously did not expect that things would change so much. He brought all the good players from the Qingyi Society, and the Ghost Hand Seventeen, known as Ninghai's highest player, was easily taken down by others.

Could it be that what happened tonight is gone?

suddenly.

Zhu Yuanhua thought of the different big money king behind him, so Zhu Yuanhua laughed wildly: "Hahaha, fighting is just a group of martial artists. Do you really think that the fist in this world is bigger? Whoever says the final word? Tell you, this world is the world of money. My boss, Ning Haiwang, is different. If he doesn't say anything, who dares to receive Fang Tiandong, a rebellious boy."

Zhu Yuanhua's words made all the rich people in the room feel energetic again, and everyone looked at He Jiawei.

He Jiawei calmly picked up his phone and looked at it, then said to Ling Xiaoxue beside him: "It's almost time!"

"Yes." Ling Xiaoxue smiled slightly, walked to Zhu Yuanhua with sexy steps, and stretched out her hand to Zhu Yuanhua.

"What." Zhu Yuanhua looked at Ling Xiaoxue strangely.

"Give me the phone number." Ling Xiaoxue smiled like a witch.

Zhu Yuanhua glanced at He Jiawei, and then handed the phone to Ling Xiaoxue tremblingly.

The latter called a phone call casually, pressed the hands-free button, and threw the phone to Zhu Yuanhua.

Zhu Yuanhua was stunned for a moment and looked down. It turned out to be Wang Duo’s phone number.

But strangely, there were waves of cold wind sounds from the receiver, and a man panting.

After a while, the panting sound stopped.

Wang Duo's voice appeared in the receiver: "Hey, is it Zhu Yuanhua?"

The sound of the wind accompanied by Wang Duo is always the cold sound.

"Yes, it's my brother Wang." Zhu Yuanhua replied tremblingly: "Where are you?"

"Where am I, haha." Wang Duo's smirk came from the receiver: "The wind is so strong here, can't you hear it? I'm on the rooftop of different buildings, haha..."

"Wang, Brother Wang, where are you doing?" Zhu Yuanhua asked in surprise.

"What are you doing? Jumping off the building." Wang Duan replied: "Do you still remember our dream of rushing into the bronze family together?"

"Remember, remember." Zhu Yuanhua replied.

"Forget him, I lost and went bankrupt." Wang Duo replied.

Then a miserable howl came from the phone, followed by the sound of the body touching the cement floor.

Then the sound disappeared.

Wang Duan fell from the building because of bankruptcy, jumped down from his different buildings, and his body was smashed to pieces.

This news was quickly confirmed in all aspects and had an incredible effect.

In the Hilton Hotel, Zhu Yuanhua put down his cell phone, raised his head and looked at He Jiawei in great horror.

Not only Zhu Yuanhua, but all the rich people in the room looked at He Jiawei in horror.

I calmly got a quasi-bronze, this man was too powerful.

He Jiawei smiled proudly, pointed to the wall clock on the wall and said, "It's eight forty now, and there are still twenty minutes left for Fang Tiandong's reception party to begin. If everyone attends this reception party on time, I will think that nothing has happened, as for you."

He Jiawei pointed at Zhu Yuanhua and said, "Disconnect your hands."

After saying that, he got up and left.

All the rich people in the room looked at me and I looked at you. I didn’t know who got up for a long time. Then, almost all the rich people stood up and left, rushing to the banquet hall where Fang Tiandong held a reception.

Only Zhu Yuanhua and the corpse of Ghost Hand Seventeen were left in the conference room.

And two men's subordinates.

...

Ninghai Paradise Bath Center, VIP private room.

Although Li Jianxiu and other wealthy people did not attend the Hilton Hotel, there were people who kept posting messages to them.

So, they immediately learned that Zhu Yuanhua and his hardcore brother Ghost Hand Shiqi were slapped in the face.

At the same time, I also learned about Wang Duo jumping off the building as soon as possible.

At this moment, Li Jianxiu was holding his cell phone and carefully watching the news summarized from all aspects.

After a while, he put down his cell phone, looked at the wealthy people around him, and said in a shocking tone: "It's really a big deal."

"Yes." A wealthy man said: "Eight real estate companies announced at the same time that they stopped developing the Harbor New Area project, which was equivalent to cutting off Wang Dun's sales channels. Fengzhou Linshi China Merchants Bank announced that it would no longer provide loan guarantees to Wang Dun, which was equivalent to cutting off the source of the fire."
Chapter completed!