Mr. Wu still looked like a paranormal, and directly ignored Master Huo's provocation. There was no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Warriors were very confident in themselves and believed that they must be stronger than others. In fact, who is stronger and who is weaker, they had to really fight to know.

At this time, Wang Zhengtai kept staring at Su Weifeng. If his eyes could kill people, Su Weifeng had already died a thousand times. Now he only had Su Weifeng in his eyes. He was about to spit out fire when he saw him. With his father by his side, he was confident and was not afraid of Su Weifeng at all. Moreover, this time the head of the family came out, but brought the peak force of the family.

He had already thought about it. As soon as Xiong's enemy was solved, he would immediately get rid of the boy, break all his limbs and throw them directly into the river beside him. Xia Bing is mine, and anyone who dares to rob me will die.

For the sake of Xiong Ye, the conflicts on the field temporarily eased and no one was arguing.

"Now there are still thirty minutes left before the agreed time, Feng Lang may appear at any time, so be careful." Master Xiong looked at his watch and said seriously, feeling more and more uneasy.

The bodyguards behind Mr. Xiong were all facing a great enemy. Many people had already put their hands on their waists and looked around vigilantly, especially the two paths leading here, which were vaguely visible under the street lights of the square, but the end was shrouded in darkness, as if someone would rush out at any time.

Master Xiong's people knew better than the others present. Ah Hao, the number one thug, was defeated with one move, and he was not an ordinary master.

As for Ah Hao not appearing here today, Su Weifeng was also surprised. Isn’t that Xiong Ye’s personal bodyguard, and he will add the strongest combat power? But Su Weifeng didn’t know that Xiong Ye was ready for both. If he failed like this, Ah Hao would leave and leave Jialun with his family, so as not to kill all his enemies.

In this tense atmosphere, time passed particularly long, and only Su Weifeng made a sound of eating from time to time, which seemed out of place.

Master Huo and Mr. Wu both cast contemptuous eyes and were very disdainful of this ignorant young boy.

Finally, there were crackling sounds of fighting and a few shooting sounds at the end of the path. A minute later, the sound of fighting and gunshots disappeared at the same time, and everyone's hearts were also raised, especially Xiong Ye, who were the gunmen he arranged in advance on both sides of the path. If he could solve the opponent unexpectedly, it would be the most perfect solution, but I don't know if he has succeeded now.

Su Weifeng finally put down the pastry in his hand and stared at that direction intently. He could judge based on the sound that Xiong Ye's subordinates failed because the sound of fighting first and the gunshots sounded later, indicating that the initiative was in Feng Lang's hands, rather than being ambushed. A master could easily deal with several gunmen when he was prepared.

"He's here." Master Xiong said in a hoarse voice. He only felt his throat dry. He picked up the teacup and wanted to moisten his throat, but his hands trembled unconsciously and the tea was spilled out.

A figure slowly walked out of the dark path. His steps were so steady. Every step drove everyone's nerves. As this person approached, his appearance became clearer. This was a middle-aged man wearing a black training suit, but he was wearing a pair of hiking shoes on his feet, which seemed a bit out of character. There was a scar running through from the top of his head to the corner of his mouth, like a centipede lying on his face, very ferocious.

When Wang Zhengtai saw this man's face tightening, he almost got scared to pee. He had never seen such a scary person before.

The man came over and, under everyone's gaze, came to the side of Mr. Xiong's stone table and sat down. Mr. Xiong's heart was beating wildly, but he could not lose face and forced himself to calm down.

"Ah Xiong, no, now your subordinates all call you Mr. Xiong, hahahaha." The scar man said with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Feng Lang, I didn't expect you to come back." Master Xiong said coldly, his face gloomy.

"Of course I have to come back. I have been practicing hard with my master over the years and have lived in the glaciers all year round. It is difficult to eat a bite of hot food, but I gritted my teeth and persevered. I remember you every day. My scar is thanks to you. Every time I think of you, no matter how tired or painful my body is, I am full of strength. Today I have finally achieved my cultivation, and it is time for us to settle the score."

The scar man is full of hatred. He has spent every year in hatred every day, and hatred has become the driving force for his cultivation.

"Feng Lang is all so old. Instead of losing both sides, it's better to sit down and have a good talk. I'll give you some compensation. Now we are all people with status and status. Isn't it good to enjoy life well? Why fight to the death?" Master Xiong tried to say that if he could say something, it might be the best ending for him.

If he was young, Master Xiong would not have any thoughts on whether to say anything or not. He would just do it if he was not convinced. Now it is different. He is a big boss, and his life is precious, and he has endless money to wait for him to enjoy. There are countless beauties waiting for him to enjoy. How could he bear to work hard by himself? The most important thing is that he has no confidence that he can deal with Feng Lang.

"What compensation do you give me? Do I miss your money now? Don't think that you have a wealth and I'm not worse than you. Unless I'm asked to cut you a knife, if you can survive, we will have the possibility of sitting down." Feng Lang said disdainfully.

"Feng Lang, if you don't want to give you a chance, don't blame me. Don't think that you will be invincible after practicing internal strength." Master Xiong said coldly.

"Oh? You still know internal strength, and I underestimate you. It seems that you have invited someone to deal with me, come out and Liangliang quickly." Feng Lang glanced around and sneered. He found that there were indeed a few warriors on the scene, but he had absolute confidence in himself, and these people were not taken seriously by him at all.

"Hmph, don't think that you are the only one who has practiced internal strength. Master Huo asked you to take action." Master Xiong snorted coldly. Now he has also sacrificed his strength. He has already regained the domineering a big boss who should have.

Before Master Huo got up, Wu Hao from the level 8 sect had already stood up, looking at the scar man with disdain in his eyes.

"I'm just a master, I really don't see it, but I'm quite like a bandit blocking the road and robbing. Master Xiong, let me destroy him for you." Wu Hao looked at Feng Lang with disdain, walked to the empty place in front, and waved at Feng Lang casually.

Master Xiong frowned. He didn't think that one of Mr. Wu's grandson could deal with his enemies. However, Wu Hao had already come out, and Mr. Wu didn't stop him. He couldn't say anything else. How could he wait and see what happened?
Chapter completed!