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"They are just a few ants, so don't worry about them!"

In response to this, Jiang Tian just smiled indifferently, turned a deaf ear, and remained calm as if he were sitting on a fishing platform.

"Forget it, let this brother Jiang sit here, and when Master Li takes action later, he can also broaden his horizons and gain insights!"

Long Wu was in a good mood and acted like a peacemaker, but he didn't take Jiang Tian seriously at all.

In the attic, the atmosphere became lively, and everyone gathered around Li Zhenwei, talking and laughing loudly, and there was a flood of flattery.

Suddenly, Li Zhenwei's face became solemn, his eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Fu Biao is here!"

"Humph, so what if he comes, there are already more than a dozen gunmen deployed downstairs, I'm afraid he won't even have a chance to go upstairs!"

Long Wu smiled proudly and snorted coldly.

Bang bang bang!

There was a burst of intensive gunfire downstairs, one after another, and after a minute, it fell silent.

"The person should be dead, right?" Long Wu said proudly.

Long Gaitian took out the walkie-talkie and said, "How is the situation?"

However, there was no echo from the walkie-talkie, and there was a terrible silence.

"No way!"

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions changed with shock, and their hair stood on end for a while.

Could it be that Fu Biao killed those gunmen instead?

How is this possible? There are more than a dozen soldiers armed with pistols and submachine guns!

"Although a master of internal strength cannot defeat the bullet, if he has strong body skills, he can completely dodge it!"

"But don't be afraid of him. As long as I'm here, he can't do anything to you today, Brother Long Wu!"

Only Li Zhenwei sipped his tea and sighed softly. He was calm and calm, looking like a master.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

There was dull footsteps on the stairs.

The wooden floor was trembling, and the heavy footsteps seemed to be stepping on everyone's hearts, making people's hearts beat faster.

In the hall, there was a dead silence, there was no sound, you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone could only hear their own heavy breathing.

The atmosphere is suffocating.

Everyone has complex emotions, nervousness, fear, panic, and excitement.

Creaking, the door was pushed open.

An elderly man with one eye wearing a black shirt and an eyepatch slantingly walked in slowly.

There are several frostbite scars on his face, which are like earthworms, making them more sinister and terrifying.

This person just stood there steadily, and a strong aura pushed in all directions, making it difficult to breathe.

The one eye exuded a cold light, covering everyone, making everyone feel chilly in their hearts.

"Fu Biao..." Long Wu exclaimed with a trembling voice, his heart beating with fear.

"Hey, fifth brother, long time no see!" Fu Biao smiled, pulled up a chair and sat down.

After all, Long Wu was a big boss. He quickly calmed down and said with a forced smile: "Fu Biao, I didn't expect you to be able to find me while I was living in seclusion in Burma. What a deep brotherhood!"

"Yes, thanks to the gift of Fifth Brother, I lost a trick. Over the years, I have always kept Fifth Brother's great kindness in my heart, and I never dare to forget it!"

Fu Biao pulled off his blindfold, revealing a dark eye socket, which was extremely scary. He smiled cruelly and said in a cold voice: "I fled to the Northeast and practiced hard for ten years, just for today!"

"Fu Biao, you have learned a lot, and now I am employing people. How about we shake hands and make peace and work together to achieve a great cause?"

Long Wu smiled tentatively and said: "You have also seen that I am no longer what I used to be. I have a strong army and tens of billions of assets. Follow me and I will guarantee that you will be in good times and no one will dare to mess with you!"

"Okay, you gouge out one of your own eyes, and I'll be the boss of the Longwei Society!" Fu Biao sneered.

"Fu Biao, please show mercy to others."

Li Zhenwei slapped the table and said coldly: "As long as I'm here today, you can't hurt Long Wu even a hair on his head!"

"Haha, isn't this Master Li from Zhenwei Martial Arts School?"

Fu Biao said disdainfully:

"With your three-legged cat skills, you still have the nerve to come out and show off. I'll kill you like a chicken or a dog!"

"Shuzi is rampant, today I will let you see the true strength of the martial arts master!"

Li Zhenwei was also a proud and arrogant man. How could he withstand such humiliation? His figure surged, he jumped out like a tiger descending from a mountain, and punched Fu Biao in the chest with a heavy punch.

The air exploded, internal energy tore through the void, fists popped out of the barrel like cannons, and a violent wind roared.

Wherever he walked, the solid wood floor was cracked, sawdust flew, and the huge attic shook.

"Master Li's strength is really terrifying!"

Long Wu screamed in his heart.

Only then did he realize that he was a frog in the well. The strength of warriors was far beyond his imagination. Crushing him to death was as simple as crushing an ant.

After saying this in his heart, he must reward Li Zhenwei well, treat him as a guest of honor, establish a relationship with him, and make him his supporter.

"Master used the tiger-shaped fist! Fu Biao is dead!"

Many disciples of Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall were excited and full of confidence. It seemed that Fu Biao would be covered in blood and die on the spot in the next moment.

"Trash!" Fu Biao didn't even move his buttocks. He punched like a dragon and met him with a booming punch.

His long sleeves shook the air, creating the crisp sound of firecrackers suddenly exploding.

when!

The two fists suddenly collided together in the air, making a heart-wrenching sound of metal and stone intersecting.

With a whoosh, Li Zhenwei flew out like a rag doll and hit the wall heavily, making a thunderous sound.

The wall was cracked and peeling off inch by inch. Li Zhenwei hung on the wall for three seconds, and then slowly slid down like drawing paper.

Blood spurted from his mouth, his pupils were dilated, his right arm was bent into a terrifying arc, and blood flowed out, revealing the white bones.

There was dead silence in the whole place.

Everyone was stunned.

Sister Dongdong screamed and was horrified. Fu Biao was many times stronger than Zhou Zhenghao's subordinates. It seemed that he had to kill someone today.

"Hitting people with internal strength is like hanging a painting. Kung Fu penetrates the core and you are not afraid of guns!"

Fu Biao stood up, stood proudly, scanned the audience, and sneered: "Who's coming again!"

"You can't do anything!"

Seeing several disciples gearing up, Li Zhenwei let out an exclamation.

But a disciple had already rushed out, punched out, and said angrily: "If you hurt my master, I will kill you to avenge your shame!"

This disciple is Xiang Long, Li Zhenwei's eldest disciple. He has obtained his true inheritance and is the strongest among many disciples. He has reached the peak of Iron Body.

"Your master is not as good as me, so if you take action, wouldn't you be sending yourself to death? That's fine, let me help you!"

A trace of coldness flashed across Fu Biao's eyes. Without moving, he clapped out with a light palm.

Snap!

This palm was as fast as lightning, and it hit Xiang Long's head firmly.

Xiang Long's huge body, which weighed more than 180 kilograms, flew out in a whoosh, smashing the solid wood dining table into pieces.

He suffered a bloody head and fell to the ground miserably. His limbs twitched violently, his eyes rolled, and he died unexpectedly.

"Elder brother...is dead!"

"Master, what should I do?"

All the disciples in the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they all exclaimed.

Then he stepped back step by step, leaning against the wall, as silent as a cicada, not even daring to make a sound.

"I didn't expect you, Fu Biao, to have reached the level of perfect inner strength. I am so convinced that I have lost!"

Li Zhenwei's face was full of fear, then he looked at Long Wu with a wry smile, and sighed: "Brother Long Wu, my skills are not as good as others, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you today..." He kept coughing up blood as he spoke.

"Long Wu, how do you settle the score ten years ago? Should I cut off a pair of your tricks, or should you commit suicide to apologize?"

Fu Biao's killing intent was overwhelming, and he approached Long Wu step by step, his eyes playful, just like a cat playing with a mouse.
To be continued...