As the leader of the Jincheng Martial Alliance, Teng Gang's combat effectiveness is still very strong, and he has reached the level of God of War.
However, the gap between his God of War realm and the God of War realm that killed countless people on the battlefield is not even a tiny bit different.
When the two of them fought, Teng Gang immediately realized that he was probably going to lose today's battle!
boom!
boom!
The two war gods clashed with each other, and their power was astonishing.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the room, and the ground cracked.
However, their battle did not last long.
Just half a minute later.
boom!
Teng Gang made a loud noise and was stepped on the floor by Po Jun!
puff!
His blood surged, his throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, his internal organs were severely damaged.
Po Jun didn't give him a chance to breathe. He raised his right foot and stepped heavily on his limbs.
Click!
A series of bone cracking sounds followed.
But Teng Gang was also a man, he gritted his teeth and didn't scream.
"...You are dead...!"
Su Changfeng stood aside and looked at him condescendingly: "Teng Gang, you are already like this and you still want to be tough?"
"Don't you bring it upon yourself to blame?"
Teng Gang gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and looked at Teng Fei, who was hiding aside and shivering: "Xiao Fei... don't act like a fucking waste! You call Sima Biao right now,
Let him assemble the Jincheng Martial Alliance and all the brothers of the Seventy-Two Halls to surround the Baijun Club for me!"
When Teng Fei heard this, he was shocked.
"Dad...are you sure?"
Gathering the Jincheng Martial Alliance and everyone in the Seventy-Two Halls was a major event that had never happened since Teng Gang came to power.
The martial alliance has more than one hundred martial arts schools with thousands of people under its jurisdiction. Seventy-two halls have gathered together, with nearly ten thousand people. When all these people gather, it will definitely be a big event in Jincheng.
Maybe even the Jincheng Patrol Office will be alerted by then.
Teng Gang glared at Teng Fei with hatred: "You trash! I've been bullied like this, what's there to worry about?"
"Call now!"
Teng Fei looked at Su Changfeng and Po Jun with fear.
Su Changfeng smiled faintly, "If you want to make a call, just call. Even if you gather the entire Jiang Province Wu League and the underground world, it doesn't matter."
Teng Fei gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then I'll fight!"
Then, he dialed Sima Biao's phone number.
Sima Biao received a call from Teng Fei, thinking that he wanted to praise him for handling Song Qingge today, so he answered the call happily: "Xiao Fei, are you back from Baijun Club?"
Teng Fei said angrily: "Sima Biao, it's all your fault!"
Sima Biao was stunned, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart: "Xiao Fei, what happened?"
Teng Fei said coldly: "What's going on? Everyone came to the club and blocked the door! My dad asked me to tell you to immediately gather all the brothers from the martial alliance and my cousin to surround the Baijun Club!"
"Hurry up and do it!"
Sima Biao was shocked.
He knew something big was going on.
And it seems that Teng Gang is in a bad situation now.
"Okay, I'll give the order right away!"
After hanging up the phone, Sima Biao immediately conveyed Teng Gang's order to the 108 martial arts schools and 72 halls in Jincheng.
For a time, the entire Jincheng was in a turmoil.
Cars, business cars, and vans drove towards the Baijun Club at high speeds.
From the major martial arts schools in Jincheng and from the entrances of various halls, they drove out fiercely and poured into the main roads in Jincheng, even causing a major congestion in Jincheng urban area...
Passers-by in Jincheng were shocked at first, and then started talking.
