Downstairs, Long Wu secretly arranged some people. According to the time, Kuan Wei would arrive around nine o'clock.
There is a large living room on the second floor, with several mahogany chairs arranged in a row.
"Master Yang, please!" Long Wu respectfully invited Yang Zhen over.
Yang Zhen sat down on the top chair with confidence, Long Wu sat aside, and several of Yang Zhen's disciples also sat down on the chairs. Guo Yi did not have a seat. Yang Zhen's disciples glanced at Guo Yi,
Turning his head disdainfully.
"Boy, there's no room for you here."
"That's right, just stand aside."
Several of Yang Zhen's disciples laughed coldly.
Guo Yi didn't care. He found a hard bench in the corner and sat on it. The scenery here was unique. The window faced Wangjiang outside the window. The river view was particularly beautiful and breathtaking. It was night at the beginning, and the lights were on.
The night view is very beautiful. On the bank of the river, the colorful lights seem to be woven into a ribbon of the city. Guo Yi looks at the beautiful scenery outside the window, feeling a little fascinated.
On the other hand, everyone in Yueyang Tower was frightened.
The waiters who served tea and water were all frightened.
Yang Zhen sat on a chair and drank tea alone.
But Long Wu was on pins and needles. This night, his life was at stake. If he was not careful, he might be responsible for it. And today, all his hopes were pinned on Master Yang Zhen. Master Yang was
The head coach of Longmen Martial Arts School has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He started as a martial artist at the age of twenty, became a martial artist at the age of twenty-five, and broke through to become a martial arts master at the age of thirty. Although he is now a martial arts master, it will not take long to reach the level of martial arts.
Dacheng. Breaking through and becoming a martial arts master is just around the corner.
No wonder Yang Zhen sat there calmly and confidently.
"Brother Long, two killers have been arranged secretly." Lin Tao said from the side.
"Yeah!" Long Wu nodded.
Long Wu was always very meticulous in his work. He arranged dozens of good players at the entrance, Yang Zhen was stationed in the hall, and there were two assassins secretly. With these trump cards, Long Wu felt a little more at ease. He spit out a mouthful
gas.
Long Wu just breathed a sigh of relief. A burst of gas burst out from Yang Zhen's body: "Here he comes!"
Downstairs, there was a sound of fighting.
In the hall, everyone's hearts were in doubt.
Long Wu had a complex expression on his face and said repeatedly: "Master Yang, is it okay?"
"Don't worry, as long as I, Yang Zhen, am here, no one can touch you." Yang Zhen was still confident.
The sound of fighting downstairs was very fierce, with bursts of roaring sounds, accompanied by screams.
After a while, it became quiet downstairs.
Long Wu was stunned. He had just subconsciously checked his watch. In just a few dozen seconds, all the twenty or so experts he had arranged downstairs were taken down by the opponent.
Boom... boom...
The sound of heavy feet on the stair treads.
Everyone in the hall had complicated expressions, and Long Wu was even more frightened. The more than twenty experts downstairs were all carefully selected by him. They followed him in the north and south, fought on the battlefield, and had rich combat experience.
.Unexpectedly, in just tens of seconds, they all fell down.
"Don't panic!" Yang Zhen's breath sank.
Crunch…
The door was pushed open.
Then, a man wearing a black shirt and holding a cane walked in. He had dark skin and a black felt hat on his head. A smell of the northwest hit his face.
"Kuanwei..." Long Wu exclaimed.
"Hehe..." Kuan Wei showed a murderous smile and said, "Boss Long, long time no see."
"I didn't expect you to still be alive in this world!" Long Wu took a deep breath.
"Yeah, isn't this all thanks to you?" Kuan Wei walked in slowly and sat down on a chair. He put his crutches aside. The trousers were empty. Kuan Wei
He took off the felt hat on his head. On the top of his head, there was a scar like a centipede, which was very scary. He sneered and said: "You broke this leg. This scar was cut by you..."
Ferocious, terrifying, horrifying...
When several waitresses saw this scene, they were so frightened that they almost collapsed.
When Cong Kuanwei came in, Guo Yi's eyes lit up. This guy was obviously stronger than Yang Zhen, and the aura that hit his face said everything.
A warrior's momentum comes from his own strength. The stronger the strength, the stronger the momentum.
Guo Yi is already in the Qi Transformation Realm, and his strength is far beyond that of martial arts masters. He is almost using a kind of god's vision to detect their strength.
"Kuanwei, after so many years, why do you bother?" Long Wu said awkwardly: "It is better to dissolve enemies than to end them."
"Shut up!" Kuan Wei roared angrily and said, "I endured the humiliation and endured the hardship for more than ten years. I fought with wolves in the desert and competed with wild bears for food in the mountains. Everything I did was to come back today for revenge."
The anger is overwhelming, the resentment is overwhelming, and the breath of killing bursts out.
The air-conditioning filled the place, and the temperature instantly dropped several degrees. Several waiters were so frightened that they simply sat on their chairs. Who dared to serve tea and pour water?
"Kuanwei, you have to be merciful and merciful." Yang Zhen sneered and said: "As long as I am here today, you can't touch even half of Long Wu's hair!"
"Really?" Kuan Wei laughed loudly and said, "Just a few of you are useless? With my strength, I can kill you!"
"Only you?" Yang Zhen smiled disdainfully, pointed at a disciple in white and said, "Liu Hu, go meet him for a while."
"Yes, Master!" Liu Hu nodded.
Liu Hu is Yang Zhen's eldest disciple and his direct disciple. Although he is only twenty-eight years old, he is already at the peak of martial arts and is about to enter the ranks of martial arts masters. Once he reaches the peak of martial arts, he is almost considered a martial arts master. From now on
At this level, his fists already have hundreds of kilograms of force, and more than ten people can't get close to him. That Kuan Wei is just a cripple, so Liu Hu shouldn't have much of a problem against him.
Liu Hu stood up, with a strong momentum, his fists were flying.
"Trash!" Kuan Wei snorted coldly. He glared at Liu Hu and said, "Are you here to die?"
Say it, Kuanwei stood on one leg, holding a crutch in his right hand and came forward.
boom!
The two fist bumped.
Kuan Wei stood still on one leg, while Yang Zhen's eldest disciple Liu Hu flew back. His body smashed a chair and finally hit the wall.
Poof...
Liu Hu spit out a mouthful of blood, with an incredible look in his eyes.
Just one punch was enough to make him miserable. His right arm was in excruciating pain, the bones were broken, and this arm was probably useless. Liu Hu was very unwilling, but his skills were not as good as others.
"Brother!" Several junior brothers ran over in a hurry.
"How powerful!" Liu Hu gritted his teeth, his face turned pale, and the sweat on his forehead was as big as a soybean, and he said painfully: "This man's strength... is so strong!"
powerful!
It is indeed very strong. With just one punch, standing on one leg, it can break your arm.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
Even Yang Zhen, who had underestimated the enemy before, was shocked. He knew very well how many pounds his apprentice weighed. But now, in Kuan Wei's hands, he could not even go a round, which shocked him very much.
. A thought came to his mind that the other party was stronger than him.
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