"Very good!" Song Tiehua glanced at Chu Li coldly and said to Qiao Zhenhai: "Congratulations to Gang Leader Qiao for having such a fierce general!"
"Both each other!" Qiao Zhenhai hummed: "It is gratifying to have someone like Feng Changwen in your gang!"
"Then let's just wait and see!" Song Tiehua sneered and looked at Chu Li: "I hope such a fierce general will not die young!"
"You died young!" Chu Li covered his chest and cursed angrily: "Song, I will remember this debt and I will definitely settle it with you!"
"Haha!" Song Tiehua laughed: "Okay, I'll wait for you!"
After saying this, he rose into the sky and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
Chu Li spat out another mouthful of blood.
Qiao Zhenhai squatted down, felt his hand veins, and nodded: "You are very strong!"
"Gang leader, you can't die, right?" Chu Li said.
"Of course he won't die." Qiao Zhenhai said with a smile: "Take the medicine and you will be a lively man again in two days!"
Chu Li grinned his thick lips: "Gang leader, I killed a lot of people this time!"
"Well, you have indeed made great achievements." Qiao Zhenhai nodded.
Chu Li said: "Is it okay to get an incense master?"
"We'll talk about it after you get better." Qiao Zhenhai smiled and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."
Chu Li smiled.
He was quickly carried back to his home and given a bottle of elixir.
Song Fei was among the four people who carried him back. Chu Li winked and motioned for him to stay.
Chu Li's status was no longer what it used to be, so Song Fei wisely made an excuse to let them go first while he stayed.
Chu Li was lying on the couch, staring at Song Fei with sharp eyes: "Xiao Song, I want to ask you something!"
"What's the matter?" Seinfeld asked.
He still couldn't believe that the murderous figure was Zhao Dahe.
Chu Li said: "Do you know where Feng Changwen's family lives?"
"I know." Seinfeld nodded.
Chu Li said: "Take me there!"
Seinfeld's eyes widened.
His eyes were originally very small, but when he smiled, they were so narrow that no shadow could be seen. Now, when he glared hard, they still did not appear to be big.
Chu Li hummed: "Quickly lead the way!"
"Dahe, do you want to kill him?" Seinfeld said.
"Nonsense!" Chu Li snorted: "I have long wanted to find his home and kill him with one knife, but the gang leader refused to let me act rashly. Don't mess up his plan. What's better now? His plan doesn't work, so don't do it.
Listen to him, and the most satisfying thing is to kill him!"
"Dahe, Feng Changwen is full of tricks and his family's defense is very tight." Song Fei shook his head and said: "The gang leader must also want to go, but it won't work."
"How will you know if you don't go!" Chu Li waved his hand and said impatiently: "You just lead the way, just take me there and you go, don't worry about me!"
"Otherwise, let's call the incense master and the others..."
"They are all waste and burdensome, not as good as me alone!"
"Dahe, don't say that..."
"Did I make a mistake? They are not trash?" Chu Li snorted: "You are such a long-winded man for a grown man, so hurry up and leave!"
He said as he got off the bed and walked out.
Sein Fei said hurriedly: "You are still injured."
"It's just a small injury, but you won't die!" Chu Li strode out.
Seinfeld knew his stubborn temper and had no choice but to follow him.
The bright moon hung in the sky, the night was deep, and Ping'an Town was quiet, and the previous noise seemed to have dissipated.
Sein Fei was leaning against the wall, hiding in the shadows. His tall and burly body was as light as a civet cat, and he walked silently. The Qing Gong was truly unique.
"There are at least thirty guards on Feng Changwen's side." Song Fei whispered: "Dahe, it's very dangerous for you to go there alone."
Chu Li said nothing.
Song Fei continued: "It's better to call the incense master and the others. Maybe there will be a glimmer of hope while Feng Changwen is careless."
Chu Li still didn't speak.
Song Fei said: "You are injured, but Feng Changwen is not injured. Plus his guards, there is really no chance of winning."
Chu Li turned around and glared at him fiercely: "If you keep nagging me, I'll chop you with a knife!"
When Sein Fei came into contact with his fierce eyes, his heart trembled and he closed his mouth.
Chu Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This Sein Fei was really talkative and talkative, but he was tall and burly.
Evil people have their own set of challenges, and it seems that being a villain is quite fun.
With Zhao Dahe's temper, he could go on a rampage, disown his relatives, and become ruthless. He felt very happy, comfortable, and satisfied.
Being a good person many times and being a bad person once is a wonderful feeling.
The two walked five miles in silence and arrived in front of a large house at the east end of the town.
This big house is three times the size of Guo Shan's house. There are more than 20 maids and more than 40 guards in the fourth courtyard. Song Fei said less.
Chu Li frowned.
He found that in addition to the thirty people from the Iron Blood Gang, there were ten unfamiliar faces. These ten guards were all innate masters. For Ping'an Town, this was far more than the treatment of an incense master.
Chu Li waved his hand, signaling Song Fei to leave.
Seinfeld hesitated.
Chu Li's eyes widened and he swung his knife to chop down the top of his head.
Seinfeld jumped back in a big step.
Chu Li stared and waved his knife in a threatening manner. If he didn't leave, he would be killed.
Sein Fei nodded helplessly, clasped his fists and got into the shadows.
Chu Li knew that running to the gang leader was exactly what he wanted.
Chu Li Dayuan Jingzhi saw where Feng Changwen was.
He was in the middle courtyard of the second entrance, slowly practicing a set of boxing techniques. Forty guards surrounded the small courtyard.
If others want to break in, they have to rush through the guard circle.
If he used his close proximity, he could be in front of him in an instant and kill him with one blow.
But he must not use his skills so far away, cannot go beyond the unique skills he has revealed now, and can never underestimate the people in the world. There are too many smart people, and even the slightest flaw may destroy his efforts.
Unless life and death are at stake, I would never use it.
He is now Zhao Dahe, a man of infinite strength, domineering swordsmanship, and powerful body. Zhao Dahe has no internal strength and does not know how to perform light kung fu. He only relies on the explosive power generated by his powerful strength, so he has a short period of extremely fast speed.
If he wanted to kill Feng Changwen, he could only break through step by step.
Thinking of this, he flew towards the door.
"Boom..." A hole was kicked out of the thick door, and then another kick widened the hole, and he was knocked in.
"Feng Changwen, come out and die!" Chu Li grinned his thick lips and laughed loudly: "I, Zhao Dahe, are here too!"
Da Yuanjing Zhili saw that out of the forty guards, twenty rushed over and the remaining twenty did not move. Feng Changwen was lazily practicing his fists, his movements were graceful, smooth and handsome.
With a sarcastic smile on his face, he snorted: "You are really not afraid of death!"
Chu Li shouted: "Feng Changwen, you coward, come out and die, don't send these wastes!"
As he spoke, he swung his sword in a Pingjiang style and cut off one person's head.
With these two sentences, he had already killed three people.
Twenty guards surrounded him and attacked wildly with long swords.
There were more than a dozen wounds on his body in the blink of an eye, but he paid no attention to them, as if they were not his own body. He just killed one person with one knife, never missed or missed.
The twenty guards were originally very courageous, thinking that one person could cut him into pieces with one knife.
At this time, he had killed three people in a row, his aura suddenly disappeared, his steps were hesitant, and his sword skills were no longer as sharp as before.