Zhou Qishan and others looked at Li Wenchan dumbfounded, and they no longer knew what words to use to describe Li Wenchan's state.
With such methods, let alone Bu Canghai's arrival, even if the five Hongmen giants arrived together, they would all die without a burial place.
Even the Fifth Shaolin Patriarch who founded Hongmen had to bow his head when seeing this scene.
What is invincibility?
This is!
The power of just one finger is already so terrifying, but what about the full force?
Who in the world can stop Li Wenchan?
"What kind of existence did I provoke..."
The Eight-faced Buddha, the underground emperor who traveled across Burma, was shaking like chaff at this moment. How could he have imagined that just arresting Lin Xiao would lead to such a person.
It's like catching an ant and finding a real dragon.
Even a TV series would not dare to shoot like this.
"Master Immortal, have mercy on me, Master Immortal, have mercy on me!"
The Eight-faced Buddha knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'll leave your life to my brother!" Li Wenchan shouted at Lin Xiao, "Lin Xiao, don't wake up yet!"
With this drink, he used his magic power.
Just like the power of Taoist mantras, it has a wake-up call effect.
Originally, Lin Xiao was still a little demented, but after hearing this drink, his mind suddenly cleared away the clouds and saw the blue sky, and gradually returned to clarity.
"Li Li...ask Zen?"
When he woke up and saw Li Wenchan in front of him, he was in disbelief.
"It's me, I'm here to save you." Li Wenchan said with a smile, "I know you have a lot to ask, but we'll talk about it later. I'll leave this Eight-faced Buddha to you, and you can do whatever you want."
Hearing this, Lin Xiao suddenly looked at the Eight-faced Buddha, and bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared.
The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable.
In the past few months, he has been tortured at the hands of the Eight-faced Buddha.
"Dog thief!"
He roared angrily, rode directly on the Eight-faced Buddha, clenched his fists, and punched down like a violent storm. He put all his strength into each punch, punching to the flesh.
He was born with great strength, and now he was attacking with anger. How could the Eight-faced Buddha be able to withstand it?
There was blood spattering, and the Eight-faced Buddha was beaten to death by his fists, his face was disfigured, and even his brains were knocked out.
Next to them, Zhou Qishan and Bu Tengyun were filled with despair, knowing that they would not escape death today.
"Call your dad and ask him to come rescue you."
At this time, Li Wenchan said calmly.
He intends to eliminate the root cause.
Although the martial arts master is an ant to him, his friends and family are all ordinary people, so they are a threat after all.
Bu Tengyun did not dare to refuse. Even if there was only a small hope of survival, he wanted to seize it. He quickly dialed the phone and heard a deep and stern voice:
"Teng Yun, where have you been? If you don't practice martial arts well, you will be nowhere to be seen all day long!"
Bu Tengyun's heart trembled, and mist appeared in his eyes: "Dad, I..."
"Well? What happened?"
Bu Canghai, who was on the opposite side, immediately noticed something was wrong, and his voice turned into concern.
"Dad! Don't take revenge on me!"
After he yelled, he didn't give the other person a chance to reply. He just pinched the phone and smashed it into pieces.
Then he slapped his palm on his Tianling Cap.
He was an externally powerful martial artist. He could smash rocks with one palm strike, not to mention his own head, which caused bleeding from all the orifices on the spot and died suddenly.
"He is a filial son."
Li Wenchan turned his eyes and looked at Zhou Qishan again.
Zhou Qishan laughed miserably: "That's all, I walked on this path, and I never thought that one day I would die well. At least, I will not die on the bed of old age. It is my honor to die in your hands. In the end, there is something wrong
I hope your love will come true!"
"Tell me."
He glanced at Lin Xiao and said: "I am the last person to practice Tiger Roaring Fist. I don't want this boxing to be passed down. If possible, I hope he can learn Tiger Roaring Fist. He is a born good boy.
I can leave the score to him, and all my experiences are written on it."
"Before you died, did you still think about the inheritance of martial arts?" Li Wenchan was a little surprised.
He found that these martial arts practitioners were very strong-willed.
Previously, Ah Yue was willing to cut off his arm to make amends for Bao Ye.
Bu Tengyun did not want his father to die and would rather commit suicide.
Now, Zhou Qishan, before he died, wanted to pass on what he had learned.
"The fire can't be cut off. You haven't experienced the previous era, so you don't know how tragic it was. My grandfather was a martial artist before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Many martial artists fought bravely against the enemy, but most of them died in gunfire.
As a result, the martial arts inheritance was completely destroyed in one fell swoop."
Zhou Qishan said with a wry smile, "Even now, domestic martial artists are actually at a disadvantage internationally. There are top strong men in other countries, and these strong men from all countries have joined forces with a tacit understanding to target our Chinese martial arts.
Home.
A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people. I have never forgotten the words my grandfather taught me since childhood."
"Since you know that great heroes serve the country and the people, don't you know that drugs harm people? Are you still getting involved with these people?" Li Wenchan snorted coldly.
"I promised Bu Canghai to be Bu Tengyun's guard. In exchange, Bu Canghai would give me guidance on my martial arts practice every year. I admit that in order to improve my martial arts, I went astray." Zhou Qishan said with a bitter smile.
Hearing this, Li Wenchan's eyes flickered, and after a moment, he made a decision:
"Since you know your mistake, I will give you a chance to live, stay by my side, serve me for ten years, and then teach Lin Xiao everything you have learned to atone for your sin!"
He knows that when it comes to martial arts training, having a master and not having a master are completely different concepts.
Lin Xiao was indeed a good seedling, and he didn't want to waste it.
As for his own Ten Thousand Stars Flying Immortal Technique, the situation was special and no one else could practice it except him.
Zhou Qishan was extremely surprised when he heard what Li Wenchan said.
Ants are greedy for life, let alone humans?
Before, he felt that he would definitely die and begging for mercy was useless, but now there was a way to survive, and of course he knew how to choose.
At that moment, he hurriedly kowtowed: "Yes, yes, I will definitely treat him as my own, give him everything I have, and teach him without reservation!"
"Get up and work hard, and I won't treat you badly."
"yes!"
Zhou Qishan was even more ecstatic.
If you can get Li Wenchan's guidance, the benefits will be ten times and a hundred times that of Bu Canghai.
The death of the Eight-faced Buddha, in just a few days, was like a storm, quickly causing a sensation throughout Myanmar.
Such a local emperor in the underground world, a big shot that even the Burmese government and army could do nothing about, actually died, which surprised everyone.
"How did you die!"
Countless people are curious and want to know who did it.
Only that night, a few people in the nightclub thought of Li Wenchan.
At that time, he said he wanted to find the Eight-faced Buddha, and then the Eight-faced Buddha died.
Who did it? Do you have to guess?
However, when these people who know the truth tell the story, not many people are willing to believe it.
To say that a twenty-year-old young man killed the Eight-faced Buddha would be considered nonsense by anyone.
The Eight-faced Buddha's men maintain a private armed force, do you think those people are just a living wage?
Just when the outside world was making a fuss.
Li Wenchan, Lin Xiao, Wang Yuehan and others got on the plane together.
Lin Xiao's whole body was covered with bandages. He was tortured to pieces by the Eight-faced Buddha and his injuries were too serious, so Li Wenchan stayed in Myanmar for a few days to treat his injuries.
Wang Yuehan's company's business activities have been completed, and we just want to go back together.
Inside the first class cabin of an airplane.
"Lin Xiao, you actually became an anti-narcotics policeman and an undercover agent. Why are you so desperate for your life?" Wang Yuehan couldn't help being shocked after knowing the cause and effect.
"The Eight-faced Buddha killed my father and caused my mother to become depressed and ill. If I don't take revenge, I will be a son of man in vain!"
"But this is too dangerous. Look at the many bandages on your body."
"It was indeed a bit dangerous. I almost fell into trouble this time, but luckily, this guy Li Wenchan saved me and allowed me to avenge my father's murder. My dear brother, I don't even know how to thank you."
Lin Xiao said and looked at Li Wenchan gratefully.
He didn't expect that his former high school classmate would now grow to an unimaginable level.
"Brothers, what are you talking about? Back then, Fang Heng wanted to find someone to stab me to death. If you hadn't helped me block the knife, I would have been dead." Li Wenzhan waved his hand.
Hearing this, Wang Yuehan's expression changed: "Back then, Fang Heng asked someone to stab you? Why did you never say anything?"
"Does anyone believe it?"
Li Wenchan shook his head. At that time, he was falsely accused of being a rapist and his reputation was as tarnished as a rat crossing the street.
And who is Fang Heng?
The son of the richest man in Lin'an is rich and powerful. What can he do to fight with Fang Heng?
At that time, he also realized that Fang Heng was determined to kill him. If he didn't disappear, Fang Heng might not stop. By then, his family and friends would be in danger.
That's why he went to Kunlun and committed suicide.
"This Fang Heng is so vicious!"
Wang Yuehan said angrily. She didn't expect that Li Wenchan would suffer so many grievances, and she couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
"My revenge has been avenged, but it is Fang Heng's revenge, have you avenged it?" Lin Xiao asked.
"Not yet. I've only been back for a few days. Chen Fan said something happened to you and came to see you first."
Li Wenchan flicked his nails, "But this time when I go back, I will put an end to it and make Fang Heng pay the debt with blood!"
"Haha, then he is dead. I will send him a wreath when the time comes!" Lin Xiao sneered.
Who is Li Wenchan?
With the power of one person, he destroyed the Poison/Eight-faced Buddha.
Fang Heng's Fang family, no matter how powerful it was, was like a mantis with its arms like a chariot in front of Li Wenchan, vulnerable to a single blow.
After getting off the plane.
Li Wenchan went straight to his home.
He is in Myanmar these days, and this girl Li Shiyu calls him every day, once in the morning, noon and evening, for fear that he will not come back.
Just after he got home.
I saw that the door of my house was actually wide open.
"Fang Yue, don't bully others too much."
Li Xiangnan's angry voice came from inside the house.
"Hahahaha, stop talking nonsense, so what if I just bully you? Li Xiangnan, if you don't pay back the money today, I will break your other leg!"
Fang Yue wore a gold chain and had tattoos all over his body. He was sitting on the sofa with a majestic look and a arrogant attitude.