Now that he had established his character, Su Mu released Zheng Junxi.
The helicopter quickly carried Zheng Junxi down the mountain like a dead dog.
The Flying Tigers surrounding the altar also retreated cleanly.
At the foot of the mountain, a large number of police officers stood ready, looking up at the top of the mountain.
In fact, you can't even see their hair.
However, the police team also urgently mobilized five helicopters at the same time. They mounted ultra-high-definition cameras from a distance and locked down the entire Mu Yufeng without any blind spots.
Uncle Cai ordered the Zheng family's guards to put Zheng Junxi into the car, and then bowed deeply to Haokong:
"Please."
Haokong smiled slightly.
He started to climb the mountain.
At first, no one noticed anything was wrong.
But soon, an incredible scene appeared.
Haokong's steps were very slow and gentle.
But the stride length is simply astonishing.
It felt like what he was walking on was not a ladder to heaven, but a rapidly rotating conveyor belt.
Every step you take is a distance of ten meters.
And it is obvious that his body is getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But there was an extremely strange feeling in everyone's mind.
It was as if every step he took made him grow taller.
momentum!
This is momentum.
Everyone present looked at the shadow with awe and shock.
"Fuck on the street! This is...!"
"Am I blind?"
"What kind of magical skill is this? Is it as powerful as the Divine Palm?"
The elites of the Flying Tigers almost bulged their eyes out when they saw this.
The entire top floor of Hong Kong Island was shocked.
Countless people's offices and homes are filled with real-time images of Mu Yufeng.
Even An Haimei in the hotel can see it when she turns on her computer.
But ordinary people have no idea what happened to Mu Yufeng.
Huo family.
Huo Ruohua looked worried and complained softly:
"What is Amu doing? Why did he agree to the other party?"
Jiang Wangshu shook his head slightly. There was no worry on his face, but he was actually very unhappy:
"This bastard, such a fun thing happened, he didn't even notify me and went to show off himself."
Huo Ruohua was so angry that he punched him lightly:
"Aren't you worried?"
Jiang Wangshu hummed:
"It's nothing to worry about. Don't worry. It is estimated that everyone in the world will die, and you, the matchmaker, will not die. The scourge will last for thousands of years."
Huo Wenjian finally couldn't help but asked:
"Brother-in-law, how did Mr. Mu become another person?"
Jiang Wangshu didn't know either.
Li family.
Li Shixun stared at the computer in front of him with a ferocious expression, wishing he could become Haokong.
He was defeated miserably at the hands of Su Mu twice in a row, each time more brutal than the last.
Scared to urinate, scared to run away.
That night on the Elysium, the loser who participated in the Shura Casino vented his anger on him behind his back.
The dignified number one son of Hong Kong Island now has an additional nickname.
The pants-wetting boy——Li Paopao.
He is now grounded by his grandfather and is not allowed to leave the Li family mansion even half a step without permission.
If he dares to disobey, he will be directly deprived of his status as heir.
Although he is the eldest son, these wealthy families in Hong Kong do not insist on the eldest son inheritance system as much as those in the mainland.
If it doesn't obey, replace it at any time.
Looking at the face zoomed in by the telephoto lens, it was very different from Su Mu, but Li Shixun was very sure that it was Su Mu.
Because when he was in Magic City, he experienced Su Mu's characteristics up close.
Once this grandson takes control of the situation, he will have a sly smile on his face.
That’s right!
It must be the one who jumped on the street.
Bad boy, why don't you die?
Thinking that after this battle, no matter what, he had completed his plan, Li Shixun finally felt much better.
If Su Mu loses, he will definitely die.
From his standpoint, he naturally hoped that Su Mu would die.
Only when Su Mu dies can Li Paopao's reputation as a pants-wetting boy be wiped away.
Guo family.
Guo Zhixin stood behind his grandfather with a nervous face, staring at the huge screen in front of him.
Mu Yufeng's real-time footage needs to be purchased from the police department at a large cost.
The entire police force made a lot of money just from the broadcasting fees.
The Guo family was willing to spend money and directly purchased six-directional lenses.
From southeast to northwest, up and down, there are no dead ends along the way.
The head of the Guo family looked solemn, stared at the camera and asked in a deep voice:
"Zhixin, are you sure that person is Su Mu?"
Guo Zhixin smiled bitterly and said:
"Grandpa, I'm sure it's him, but I don't know how he disguised himself."
The head of the Guo family shook his head:
"Looking at the state of the Zheng family, I'm afraid they have already prepared it. This Haokong is not worshiped by the Zheng family at all. Su Mu is probably in danger!"
Guo Zhixin was stunned:
"No? I've seen him catch sniper bullets with his bare hands."
The head of the Guo family shook his head and said no more.
Guo Zhixin's originally full confidence suddenly became shaken.
If the boss loses...!
Then, the Guo family will become a complete joke.
Two hundred billion, bought a short promise.
This was a fatal blow to the Guo family.
Of course, if Su Mu wins, it will actually be a big problem.
The structure of Hong Kong Island will be transformed.
Because the four deep-rooted families will fall apart.
Will this affect the stability of Hong Kong Island?
Just when all parties were talking about it.
Haokong has reached the top.
The towering Buddha in front of him seemed to not exist at his feet.
This scene scared countless people to death.
Haokong actually climbed up step by step on the 90-degree vertical and even naked body of the Buddha as if walking on flat ground.
This completely violates the laws of physics.
In the presidential suite of the Peninsula Hotel, An Haimei looked worried, covering her mouth and staring at the screen, for fear of missing any scene.
Su Mu's appearance changed, but his body did not.
At this time, stimulated by the terrifying momentum of the opponent approaching step by step, his whole body was like a peerless sword with sharp edges.
One looks down upon the world.
An invincible man.
Haokong is truly a peerless strong man.
Even the powerful clones Su Mu had encountered before were not comparable.
On the top of the Buddha's head, Su Mu was supporting the other person.
Haokong was also looking at him.
"Little friend, I'm here to kill you."
"As expected, you are not."
Su Mu means a member of his sect.
The other party did not deny:
"yes."
"What's your real name?"
"Cheng Buqi."
"Noble people? Common people? Or voters?"
Cheng Buqi looked at Su Mu quietly, his wrinkled face as calm as the gentle ripples of stagnant water:
"Untouchable."
"Untouchable?"
Su Mu narrowed his eyes slightly and said mockingly:
"There are still untouchables in the Hall of Valor? Isn't that a country of gods?"
Cheng Buqi's face finally trembled slightly.
He looked at Su Mu deeply:
"Untouchables are not human beings, so they are not worthy of enjoying the life given by the temple."
Su Mu frowned slightly and nodded:
"I understand, you came here seeking death, what's the benefit?"
Cheng Buqi said calmly:
"I will die and get rid of my lowly status."
Su Mu couldn't help but smile coldly:
"Do you believe Feng Qingxuan?"
Cheng Buqi's expression finally showed a hint of pain.