Su Weifeng was not controlled on the ground as everyone expected. He was still standing there, with a curly-haired man hanging on his arm, like a monkey hanging on a tree. Su Weifeng looked at the man in front of him with a smile. He didn't fail to find the man's intention.

But he didn't care about what kind of means this man would use. No matter what kind of means he used, it would not pose a threat to him. He was only the eighth section of the black belt. This level is certainly very strong in Taekwondo, but this man is not even a Qi Refiner, so what harm can he cause to him? For him, it's the same as playing.

Everyone around saw this scene. I really thought it was like a monkey hanging on the tree. Many of the guests around who were watching the fun laughed, and the tense atmosphere suddenly became cheerful.

Yang Ziyue couldn't help laughing. She really didn't expect this scene. No wonder Brother Su was so calm. It turned out that he didn't care at all. Although Yang Ziyue was not a martial artsman, he had seen this flying cross and could drag the enemy into the ground and strangle it directly. However, this man obviously chose the wrong partner. Is Brother Su so easy to be strangled?

Lao Geng and others' smiles were frozen. They were different from those who watched the fun. Although this looked a bit ridiculous, they also saw how powerful this man was. He could hold Jiang Taiyu's body with one arm, which was already very perverted.

You should know that the force of lifting upward is easy. Many people can lift a person's weight, but if your arms are stretched, who can bear the weight? But the boy in front of him did it, and it still looks very relaxed, without any difficulty at all. How much power can he do it?

And that's nothing. Jiang Taiyu's strangling power is not just his own weight. Jiang Taiyu's strangling power can completely break a strong man's arm. This gathers the power of the whole body, and it is not something that can be fought with by the power of an arm.

But Jiang Taiyu was strangling this man and it didn't work at all. Is this man still a human? These bodyguards were a little panicked. The power shown by this man was too terrifying. It was far more than the power that a normal person should have.

The most embarrassing thing at this time was Jiang Taiyu himself. Jiang Tianyu was staring at Su Weifeng with big eyes. Looking at Su Weifeng's smiling expression, his heart was secretly furious. How could this kid be so strong? This is something that he had never encountered before. He couldn't even throw him down. How could this be possible?

Although he couldn't believe it, the reality was right in front of him, making him unable to believe it.

Suddenly, a evil smile appeared on the corner of Su Weifeng's mouth. Jiang Taiyu secretly screamed in his heart, so he wanted to retreat, but his body was grabbed by Su Weifeng and suddenly slapped on the ground. A dull sound came. Jiang Taiyu was hit hard on the ground, and blood was spurted out. There were no broken bones on his body, and he didn't even scream in a hurry. He fainted when he rolled his eyes.

No one around was laughing at the fun. The man's methods were too simple and rough. He smashed the people on the ground. He was definitely very hurt when he heard the dull sound just now. They knew that today's fun was too big.

Dubin's face turned pale. He felt very embarrassed. His bodyguards had arrived, but no one could deal with this kid. This was even more embarrassing than before. In the eyes of so many people, he could not do anything to this kid, which made him feel ashamed.

"Kill him, kill him for me." Dubin roared at the old gun.

Lao Qian's face was not good-looking. Unexpectedly, the boy he met was such a strong character. He had to destroy two of his subordinates in succession. This was not even a battle, and it could only be considered a crush. Yes, it was just a crush.

His eyes chilled, and he pulled out his hand from behind and took out a gun. This was still an ordinary pistol, but a miniature submachine gun.

When people around saw someone taking out a gun or submachine gun, they were frightened and fleeing. After all, the situation of random shooting with guns in the United States happens from time to time, and it is not an isolated case. They are afraid that this man will kill people here. They are just watching the fun, but if their lives are in danger, they will not dare to watch the fun.

When Yang Ziyue saw that the man actually took out his pistol, she became nervous. The pistol was murderous. Even if Brother Su was a master, he could not stop the bullet. She also saw that the man was holding an ordinary pistol, but a slight rush. The firing rate of this pistol was much faster than that of a pistol. Even if he could avoid the bullets of the pistol, this slight rush would definitely not be avoided.

Su Weifeng smiled at the gun in the old gun's hand. He just noticed that the old gun's clothes were very loose. He was definitely not a pistol, but a submachine gun. Just as he thought, the man was carrying a slight rush.

Although the kinetic energy of the micro-rush is not very strong, far from being as good as an automatic rifle, it is most suitable for short distances, especially in the middle and close combat in the city. Many bodyguards are equipped with such equipment, especially in the hands of a war-torn soldier king, the power of this micro-rush is even more powerful.

Even a mysterious warrior must die under this slight rush within a certain distance. This is the power of modern weapons.

"mp5, thirty round magazine..." Su Weifeng directly reported the situation of the old gunman's slight rush.

"Boy, you are an expert, but do you know what the use is it? Can you avoid this mp5?" Lao Qian took two steps back and distanced himself from Su Weifeng. He knew that this man was very powerful. Although he didn't want to admit it, just by using his methods to deal with the big man with breast hair and Jiang Taiyu just now, he knew that he was probably really not a match for this man, so he deliberately kept his distance.

The old gun was not surprised that Su Weifeng recognized the micro-rush in his hand. He had long seen that this man must be a soldier with rich combat experience. It would be strange if he could not recognize this micro-rush, but it didn't matter anymore. As long as this micro-rush is in his hand, he would have the confidence to kill this man in an instant.

Even if his speed is fast, it is useless. This is not a pistol. Some soldiers can rely on their keen judgment to avoid pistol bullets at a certain distance, but the bullets of this submachine gun are in vain. Under the continuous shooting of the micro-rush, there is no room or time to avoid them.

He has confidence that as long as he wants, he can instantly beat that kid into a sieve.
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