Everyone in the mourning hall seemed to have foreseen the scene of Gu Jingze being beaten by thugs.

I simply closed my eyes, that kind of bloody and ravaged scene was really inappropriate.

"Kaka!"

"Ah!"

The sounds of broken bones and painful screams came one after another.

At this time, everyone opened their eyes and saw clearly that Gu Jingze was not being beaten.

Instead, the people at the front fell to the ground, and some were even rolling and twitching on the ground, looking very miserable.

Gu Jingze stepped on one of the thugs and said coolly, "You keep saying that you will offer incense to the old man, but you don't, then you will lie down on the old man's back as an apology."

"Fart! Beat him to death!" Du Hai hid behind the crowd and shouted loudly.

The task of the thugs today was to cripple Gu Jingze and take him back, so no one retreated, but instead moved forward one after another.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Gu Jingze's figure flashed, causing an explosion in the air.

Every time a punch was thrown, someone would fall down.

In less than a minute, all the so-called thirty masters were defeated, stacked up like stacks of arhats.

Then, Gu Jingze kicked out with a spinning leg, and everyone fell to the ground.

The people in the mourning hall were stunned.

"What did I see?"

"Superman? God of War?"

"It's so powerful! It's like a humanoid tyrannosaurus!"

When Du Hai saw the scene in front of him, his mind felt like a flash flood, his thoughts were washed away, and he couldn't turn around.

Did you see a ghost in broad daylight?

Could it be that Mr. Bai turned into a ghost and came out?

Aren’t the thirty that Mr. Zhang gave to elite masters?

He fell down after being defeated by even one move!

Without the support of the master, Du Hai's whole body shivered, and when he looked around, he thought it was the shadow of the old man.

He must have climbed out of the coffin and wanted to take him down with him.

"Ah! Damn it! Damn it!"

Du Hai was frightened, turned around, and ran away.

However, as soon as he took a step, someone pulled his foot.

At this time, Du Hai was completely dumbfounded. He thought he was really caught by a ghost, so he kicked his legs hard to escape.

"Master Du, don't leave, save us!"

It turned out to be the thug lying on the ground and grabbed his feet.

Du Hai didn't care whether he lived or died, and kicked the man's hand away desperately, "Get away, you don't have anything!"

The thug was kicked several times by Du Hai, and his sleeves were torn.

Gu Jingze looked at the two people with interest. Suddenly, he saw a flaming cloud tattooed on the thug's right upper arm.

Then, he squatted down, grabbed the nearby thug, and pulled off the sleeve on his right hand.

Sure enough, Huo Shaoyun's tattoo was also discovered.

Is this a gang?

Why have I never heard of it before?

Doubts flashed through Gu Jingze's mind.

So, he slowly stood up and came to Du Hai. Without even looking, he slapped him twice, then raised his kick, and sent him to the old man's memorial tablet.

"Your actions today will not be enough to kill you ten times, but I will spare you in the mourning hall. I will pick up the incense and kowtow to the old man. Otherwise..."

Gu Jingze's cold voice fell into Du Hai's ears.

Du Hai's soul was trembling. He trembled and picked up three incense sticks on the ground. He obediently offered incense to the old man and kowtowed.

"Get out! Take your people and get out!"

Originally, Gu Jingze wanted to ask about Huo Shaoyun's tattoo, but considering there were so many people in the mourning hall, he didn't ask.

What's more, the condolences are still in progress. It's hard to interrupt the condolences. It would be disrespectful to the deceased.

Forget it, let Kong Bin investigate and it will become clear.

Du Hai and his party fled in embarrassment.

Everyone started talking again, saying that Gu Jingze was great and Bai Zhongyi was lucky.

The mourning hall returned to normal, and people came to express their condolences one after another.

By the way, Du Hai returned to Du's house with a group of wounded people.

When Du Wende saw his son's red and swollen face and the pained expressions of the thugs, he couldn't believe it was true.

His uncle sent him thirty first-rate masters.

Could it be that the opponent's strength is really that strong?

Du Wende looked at his son with heartache, "Son, what is going on?"

"Dad, it was Mr. Bai who turned into a ghost and sought revenge on them. If not, how could so many of us fail?"

Du Wende looked at the thug, who didn't know how to answer. He said lightly, "This is really weird. We were all knocked down with one punch!"

"What? You were knocked down with one punch. Is Gu Jingze so powerful?"

Don’t desperadoes just know some rogue moves of gangsters, so they can knock you down with one punch?

The thugs also shook their heads, unable to explain why, "Boss Du, that's why we find it weird!"

Du Wende's anger was hard to get rid of, but there was nothing he could do.

He sent them away first, and then helped his son into the room.

At this time, Du Wende's phone rang, and it was the second brother Du Wende.

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