Huang family's ancient house, deep in the inner courtyard.
The sea of people is like a tide.
The dark sea of people swept across, blocking the huge ancient mansion of thousands of square meters with water.
However, in the endless sea of people, Chen Zongheng was wearing a straight suit and his eyes were elegant and indifferent, as if he were a dancing gentleman, walking towards the inner courtyard step by step...
A member of the Huang family was ferocious and crazy, holding a machete and rushing towards him. However, before he could get close, he was kicked away by Chen Zongheng, and his body hit a large number of people one after another.
The scene was filled with howls.
Chen Zongheng slowly took back his leather shoes. His leather shoes were still shiny and new, with no blood stains on them.
But the ground under his leather shoes was already... stained red with blood.
His suit is crisp and his tie is neat.
He is elegant and calm, with dark eyes.
With the posture of one person, he stands across a sea of hundreds and thousands of people.
The sea of people in front of me is like a tidal wave, and the swords behind me are intertwined like a sea.
Under his pupils, the endless sea of people were like ants.
The sea of hundreds of thousands of people could not stop him even an inch.
The leather shoes under his feet stepped forward step by step.
There were howls everywhere and bodies everywhere.
"Chen...Zongheng!"
At this moment, from the sea of people ahead, a vigorous and angry shout came!
I saw an old man wearing brown martial arts uniform and holding a long sword, standing right in front of him like a stone sculpture.
The sword's light was as cold as cold, and his eyes showed murderous intent.
The old housekeeper of the Huang family, Huang Zhong.
Huang Zhong stood in front, with thousands of people gathered around him.
Forcibly, Chen Zongheng was blocked from moving forward.
The long sword is hanging in the air, and his gaze is like a tiger's.
Huang Zhong, the fierce beast that occupies the Huang family, today... completely left his body.
Chen Zongheng paused slightly with his leather shoes and stopped.
He raised his head and looked at Huang Zhong opposite him with a faint look.
The two of them were only a few dozen meters apart.
"I haven't seen you for three days. How do you look?" Chen Zongheng asked slowly and quietly.
He pointed to the kick he stepped on three days ago.
That day, he pulled Huang Zhong off his horse and stepped on him.
Now that three days have passed, I wonder if Huang Zhong's internal injuries can be cured?
Upon hearing this, Huang Zhong's expression suddenly condensed, and murderous rage emerged.
"Death." He shouted loudly.
As soon as the sound came out, the body was already here!
Huang Zhong's body swept over like lightning.
The long knife cut through the void, passing through a cold light, tearing the air and arriving!
"clang."
The long knife trembled violently, and then... hovered in front of Chen Zongheng's eyebrows.
The blade was only a millimeter away from his eyebrows.
Chen Zongheng clamped the sharp long knife in his hand with his fingers like a vise.
His eyes were calm and his body was calm.
"Tickling?" He slowly raised his head and looked at Huang Zhong with a faint look.
‘Clang.’ Chen Zongheng flicked his fingers lightly.
Huang Zhong's long sword was broken every inch!
Huang Zhong's expression suddenly changed, he sheathed the knife suddenly, surged the broken knife wildly, and struck again.
Trembling with murderous intent!
"I don't know whether to live or die." Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm, and he raised his right hand suddenly, making a fist in his palm.
One punch, blast out.
That is an afterimage.
His fist turned into a faint fist shadow in the air. The speed was so fast that the human eye could not catch it.
So fast that even the speed of sound has been surpassed.
Hit with one punch!
The air suddenly solidified and trembled.
"Pfft...!!" Huang Zhong vomited blood!
The whole person was directly blown away by a huge force!
boom!
Huang Zhong's body hit a wall behind him hard, causing the entire wall to crack and collapse in an instant.
Huang Zhong fell down among the ruins, vomiting blood, and was miserable.
He trembled and tried to stand up, but before he could stand firmly, he spat out a mouthful of bloody blood, mixed with internal organs fragments.
Huang Zhong, a tycoon who had been in power for hundreds of years, fell to the ground in a pool of blood.
His chest was collapsed and sunken.
A huge fist mark appeared on the chest, filled with blood and endlessly ferocious.
With one punch, his chest collapsed and his internal organs were shattered.
Once upon a time, he also traveled across the rivers and lakes, from north to south.
Now, he was defeated and severely damaged by one move.
Chen Zongheng looked at him quietly, slowly brushed off the dust on his suit and uniform, and then continued to move forward.
As one person walks forward, dozens or hundreds of figures fly around.
Facing the century-old Huang family, facing the turbulent and prosperous Huang family ancient house.
He felt like he was in a deserted place.
…
At the same time, in the inner courtyard of Huang Mansion.
Huang Honghui was restless in the bedroom.
Outside the door, that damn enemy, Chen Zongheng... was rushing towards the depths of the inner courtyard step by step.
How can Huang Honghui be stable?
At this moment, he was on pins and needles.
The enemy came to the door, but my father... led a large group of troops out again.
This is simply...a sharp sword hanging over my head.
Huang Honghui simply couldn't imagine...that Chen Zongheng would be so bold as to do this? How dare he, alone, break into the Huang family's century-old house.
But at this time, the reality is naked before our eyes.
That fellow had already broken into the inner courtyard step by step.
Outside the door, you can hear the raging murderous shouts and the sound of figures flying around not far from downstairs.
So close.
The century-old power of the Huang family seemed to be shattered in front of that man.
A century-old house, alone, swept across the area.
The so-called strong, the so-called invincible.
The majesty of the giant clan is all shattered.
Huang Honghui's mind went blank. In shock and fear, he rushed to the safe, anxiously unlocked it, and opened the safe.
A long, dark and cold gun with a long barrel was lying quietly in the safe.
Thompson m1928, submachine gun.
Standard old American clothing, tough stuff.
China is a country that prohibits guns. It strictly controls and prohibits firearms and weapons.
In ordinary times, even a small pistol may be sentenced to ten years in prison.
And, the one in Huang Honghui's safe is... a submachine gun.
This kind of terrifying ruthless thing is simply a murder weapon in China.
A single firearm can kill hundreds of thousands of people in a sea of blood.
Although it is an old model that was eliminated by the United States decades ago, it... is still a submachine gun.
The moment the trigger is pressed, dozens or hundreds of bullets and gunpowder can be fired continuously in an instant.
This kind of power is enough to kill everything.
A submachine gun is enough for Chinese justice to be sentenced.
Crime of illegal possession of heavy and dangerous weapons!
Estimated according to the degree of lethality of the weapon...the crime is at least life in prison, or even death penalty.
However, this Huang Honghui was not afraid at all.
His Huang family transcends all laws in this Jiangnan area.
He suddenly took out the gun from the safe, loaded it, and loaded it.
Although his movements were hurried, he was still skillful.
It can be seen that he has used this terrifying thermal weapon many times in daily life.
And, on one occasion, a large-scale... unscrupulous massacre was carried out.
In just two minutes, he assembled the submachine gun ammunition.
Huang Honghui's face was ferocious and cold. He held a submachine gun in both hands, his pupils were filled with murderous intent, and he rushed out of the door.
Since Chen Zongheng personally came to seek death... then today, let that guy turn into a pile of mud and blood!
No matter how strong your kung fu is, so what?
Can he really conquer everything alone?
In the face of powerful and terrifying thermal weapons, human beings... are just the handle of a gun being aimed at.
Anyone who dares to offend Huang Honghui will die without mercy!