Hong Kong Island, Mu Yufeng.

There is a Buddha on the top of the peak called the Altar Buddha.

This Buddha is all made of bronze, weighs 520 tons, has a height of 38 meters, the world's number one.

This is also the most famous scenic spot on Hong Kong Island.

But today, since early in the morning, the entire scenic spot was closed directly.

A large number of police officers blocked the entire Mu Yufeng.

After these police officers completed the lockdown, there was no movement again.

The altar Buddha is majestic, with a huge Buddha head, enough to stand thirty or fifty people.

Zheng Junxi sat on the Buddha's head, so scared that she was covered in sifting.

It's so scary.

From here, there is nothing around, and there is only a sky left.

The feeling of not touching the sky above and not touching the ground below is really scary.

The worst thing is that the mountain wind is strong and it is difficult to speak.

Su Mu is five meters away from him, and there is actually a comfortable chair under his butt, and there is a coffee table next to it, and there is no shortage of snacks and tea.

It's still steaming.

Zheng Junxi's brain has gone down and she has forgotten to think about how Su Mu brought these things up.

He was awake throughout the whole process and did not faint.

But there are no such memories.

Even if it is sent to it by a helicopter, it will take a lot of manpower.

At the beginning, Zheng Junxi had to force him a few words, and if he didn't threaten, he would tempt him, and if he couldn't tempt, he would plead.

Unfortunately, Su Mu ignored him at all.

It was already nine o'clock in the morning.

The foot of the mountain is ready.

First, the police officers were martial law, and then the Flying Tigers surrounded the Buddha.

Then the entire Hong Kong Island Police Department was dispatched, and the director in charge of safety also came, so it was not unreasonable to pay attention to it.

Of course, external news must be blocked and limited to those who attended the Zheng family’s birthday party.

Immediately afterwards, the people from the Zheng family also came.

However, everyone was helpless.

The altar Buddha was so smooth and fifty meters high. Only then did the ghost know how the other party got up.

After the two helicopters hovering on their heads teleported the real-time image of the Buddha's head, the Zheng family was so hungry that they didn't spit blood.

The police remained silent.

Well, we're here to make soy sauce.

Even if it is not, it must be.

The other party is simply not a human being.

By the way, how did he get up?

As for the scene from the Buddha's head, Zheng Junxi was unable to stand even by the strong wind. The boy waved his hand and poured out a cup of tea without any tilting white smoke, as if there was a circle of void barriers around him.

By the way, what is this kind of person called an ancient martial artist?

It is the kind of fierce man who flew up with his legs and punched the mountain in the air, and half of the mountain was about to collapse.

What is the true internal energy, what is the killing of cows across the mountain, and what is the carrying of bullets in the body.

All are really true.

The police team's gold medal instructor is said to have no qualifications to lick their feet.

Such people can be smashed into pieces with armored vehicles. My small body must not be torn into pieces in a minute?

The Zheng family's offerings have also come.

Several old guys with hunched backs can blow down even when walking. They are said to be ancient martial artists.

Let's watch the show in this wave.

The ancient warriors worshipped by the Zheng family are basically the lowest among ancient warriors, but for ordinary people, they are still as strong as perverts.

In everyone's dumbfounded eyes, several old guys who had been in their twilight years and half-stepped into the coffin board actually flew up along the stairs of the Muyu Peak Temple Buddha at a speed faster than a hundred-meter voyage.

I don’t know how many people’s views have been subverted.

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Haokong stepped forward and said loudly:

"My friend, if I lose, you can ask the Zheng family for it."

"I don't believe your nonsense, let the head of the Zheng family make the name of the name."

Uncle Cai's face turned pale and waved his hand gently.

The car followed him and soon got out of the middle-aged man carrying a briefcase and handed him a document.

The above are listed terms.

If Su Mu loses, it goes without saying that he will be a death.

Haokong lost, but the Zheng family's property was really allowed to be obtained by Su Muyu.

The Flying Tigers used a helicopter to send the contract up as if they were facing a great enemy. After reading it, Su Mu laughed and didn't return it to the other party. He just put it away and shouted:
Chapter completed!