The dozens of people at the front all took out their pistols, and pointed the black muzzles at Su Changfeng.
In other words, these hundreds of people are considered to be the personal soldiers trained by Long Tiancheng, and their combat power is astonishing.
Moreover, the weapons they are equipped with are much better than others.
Everyone is equipped with guns and ammunition, and the team even has snipers.
Of course, these private soldiers rarely come out to cause trouble. They are only called out at special moments or when they need to show off.
Just now, after Long Tiancheng learned that his son had been killed, he was so angry that he came out with these soldiers...
"As long as they pull the trigger, you will be beaten into a sieve immediately!"
"Do you still dare to be crazy about me now?"
Long Tiancheng looked at Su Changfeng with a proud expression.
In his opinion, even if Su Changfeng was very powerful, he still had to give in in front of dozens of guns and hundreds of thugs.
Su Changfeng sneered.
"Long Tiancheng, is this all you have? Do you want to kill me with dozens of broken guns and hundreds of cavalry?"
"Your so-called Imperial Dragon Lord is really funny."
"Long Tiancheng, I would like to ask you, do you really know what real power is?"
Long Tiancheng was stunned.
"What's the meaning?"
"You mean, you are powerful?"
Su Changfeng said calmly: "Let me show you what real power is."
He gestured not far away.
Boom boom boom!
A burst of uniform footsteps suddenly sounded not far away!
Then, countless sergeants, fully armed, came from all directions and surrounded Long Tiancheng and his hundreds of people.
The person leading the team is none other than Po Jun!
And his two thousand men are the strongest team in the northern battlefield - the Dragon Thorn Army!
When Long Tiancheng saw the densely packed Dragon Thorn Army in front of him, he couldn't help but be shocked.
Of course, he was not the only one who was shocked, but also Han Zhirou and Tuoba Yan!
"Do you still think you are strong?"
Su Changfeng looked at Long Tiancheng calmly: "Do you still think that you are superior to others and can control the life and death of others at will?"
Long Tiancheng's face was indescribably ugly.
"......who are you?"
"Tell me, who are you?"
Han Zhirou, who was on the side, wondered: "What is going on? He is just a martial artist with some skills... How could he find such a sergeant?"
"I know, he must have found these helpers through that bitch Gu Ling'er!"
But as soon as Han Zhirou finished speaking, she received a heavy slap on the face.
Snapped!
This slap made Han Zhirou's eyes gleam with stars and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth!
The one who hit her was not Su Changfeng, but Long Tiancheng!
"Do you have any brains! Even the Gu family of the Imperial Capital cannot have such power!"
"It's all because of you, you bitch. You didn't tell me that you killed my son, but you also killed me!"
Long Tiancheng knew that he was probably in trouble today.
After spending decades in the underground world, I thought I would not capsize in the gutter, but today, the boat still capsized.
Moreover, it is impossible to make a comeback again!
"I know, I have failed today. Fulfill my last wish and tell me who you are."
At this time, Long Tiancheng had gradually regained his composure.
What he wants to know most is who he lost to.
Su Changfeng looked at Po Jun and said, "Give him his wish and tell me who I am."
Po Jun nodded and looked up at Long Tiancheng: "Pick up your dog ears and listen carefully. Standing in front of you is the commander-in-chief of the Great Xia War Department and the Great Xia national warrior Su Changfeng!"