After the gas tank exploded, the scene was in a mess.
Waves of wailing sounds continued to be heard.
Seven or eight of Shen Jie's gunmen were killed directly, and many of the others had broken limbs and were seriously injured. Even the expert bodyguards around him were only left with two.
"Second Master, are you okay?"
The leader of the guards under Shen Jie struggled to get up, staggered to Shen Jie's side, and quickly helped Shen Jie up. Shen Jie was dizzy from the explosion.
Fortunately, no one was injured.
“I’m fine, bastard, kill that damn bastard for me!” Shen Jie gritted his teeth, and was about to kill Shen Tian, but he didn’t expect to suffer heavy losses.
"Kill me?"
The middleman walked down the stairs slowly. One of the gunmen was seriously injured and tried to raise his gun, but the next second, the middleman stepped on his neck cleanly and broke it.
“Crack!”
With a slight sound, the gunman trembled all over and lost his voice completely.
"Kill him!"
Chen Jie's guard leader Tong Heng shrank back, and immediately knew that this guy was definitely an expert among experts and was not so easy to deal with. He looked at another guard next to him, nodded slightly, and prepared to join forces to kill this guy together.
In a fight between life and death, there is no such thing as fairness or unfairness. Everything is aimed at killing the enemy. If you can kill the enemy, that is the best result. If you cannot kill the enemy, then forget about everything.
"superior!"
The two men looked at each other, and the next moment, they rushed towards the man in the middle from the left and right like a cheetah.
Shen Jie shook his head and picked up a gun from the ground. He waited for his guards to kill this guy. Today he would use this gun to kill Shen Tian himself.
After tonight, a new chapter for Xiaotian Group will begin.
"Arhat Fist!"
Chen Jie's guard roared and threw a fierce punch. The fist was powerful and brought up a sharp whistle. This punch was like a heavy artillery, carrying an unstoppable aura.
"You're courting death!"
The middleman grinned grimly, his muscles bulged suddenly, he smiled cruelly, and punched the guard's fist fiercely. In an instant, the two iron fists collided fiercely.
“Bang!”
"Gera!"
A sound of flesh and bones being crushed suddenly rang out, and the guard master under Shen Jie suddenly screamed miserably. His fist was smashed to pieces. He staggered back, looking at his fist in disbelief.
He has mastered the Arhat Fist and is quite famous in Jiangcheng for his pair of iron fists. How come one of his hands was broken by just one punch?
The pupils of the leader of Shen Tian's guards shrank. The old immortal, the middleman, and the childhood sweetheart were indeed as good as their reputations said to be. If the strength of a middleman was so terrifying, how strong was the childhood sweetheart?
After killing the middleman, he has to wait for Chen Xiaobao to arrive and join forces with Chen Xiaobao to deal with Qing Meizhu, so that there will be no risk.
If he only relies on himself, he may not be sure of winning against Qingmeizhu.
"Twin peaks pierce my ears!"
The leader of the guards roared, opened his arms like a palm-leaf fan, and swung them fiercely at the middleman's head, almost smashing it to pieces.
“Hehehe!”
Unexpectedly, the middleman changed his moves very quickly. He jumped up suddenly and kicked the guard leader violently in the chest with a flying knee. The guard leader was very fast, and the middleman was not slow either.
If the current situation continues, the two of them are very likely to attack each other at the same time.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the guard leader. This guy didn't know that he had hard qigong. With hard qigong protecting his body, even if he took the attack from the middleman, it might not be a problem.
As long as he takes the attack from the middleman, the double peaks will hit the middleman's head and the middleman will surely die. When masters fight, this one thought may decide the victory or defeat, life or death.
"kill!"
The leader of the guards made a judgment in an instant. He roared, but did not change his tactics. Instead, he poured his powerful energy into his arms and waved them violently, trying to exchange injuries with the middleman.
"idiot!"
The middleman spat out two words coldly, and then without changing his moves, he violently and ruthlessly hit the chest of the guard leader with his flying knee.
The moment the flying knee made contact, the guard leader's face suddenly changed drastically, and he realized something was wrong.
The power of this flying knee was so terrifying that even his hard Qigong seemed unable to block it.
The leader of the guards realized something was wrong and hurriedly tried to change his tactics, but it was too late.
"Gera!"
"ah!"
The leader of the guards suddenly let out a shrill scream, and his whole body instantly flew out like a tattered rag doll, hitting the wall in the distance heavily.
The wall was hit and dense cracks appeared.
His eyes widened with an expression of disbelief. His hard Qigong was actually broken by the flying knee of the middleman.
The middleman used force to break his hard Qigong.
"Goo, Muay Thai?"
The leader of the guards opened his eyes wide and muttered a few words, then huge streams of blood gushed out of his mouth wildly, and there were even pieces of internal organs in the blood.
The middleman's blow not only broke his hard Qigong, but also took his life directly.
"Not bad, you have some knowledge. Your death is not unjust. It is your honor to die at the hands of my ancient Muay Thai boxer!" The middleman sneered and said disdainfully.
The leader of the guards struggled for a moment, then his whole body went limp and he lost his voice.
His hard Qigong was no match for the middleman's ancient Muay Thai.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
At this moment, three gunshots suddenly rang out, the middleman grinned, suddenly moved sideways, pounced, rolled on the ground, picked up an eight-cut knife, and threw it violently at Shen Jie.
“Puff!”
"ah!"
Shen Jie launched a sneak attack and fired three shots, but he didn't expect that he couldn't hit the middleman at all. Instead, the middleman threw out the Eight Cutting Knife and stabbed him in the shoulder.
He let out a shrill scream and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.
Chen Jie was completely panicked. There were constant gunshots outside. All his gunmen were killed or injured, and even the four guards were all killed.
There is no one available around him.
“Second Young Master, you lost this battle. If you lose, you have to accept your fate!” The middleman stood up slowly, staring at Shen Jie and smiling cruelly.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, please don't kill me!"
Between life and death, Shen Jie was completely frightened and begged for mercy in fear.
"Not killing you? Your life is worth 100 million US dollars, how can I bear not to kill you?" The middleman grinned and walked towards Shen Jie slowly.
"I'll give you money. I'll give you 1 billion dollars. I have plenty of money!"
Shen Jie screamed in horror.
"What a pity, it's too late, why didn't you invite us earlier!"
The middleman shook his head with pity, and punched Shen Jie violently.
“Bang!”
The next second, his fist was grabbed by someone.
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