"Ah!" Tang Zongwu let out a muffled groan. He suddenly felt that his wrist was stabbed hard by a steel needle, causing severe pain. Half of his body was numb, and the vajra in his hand was struck by someone.
Take it away.
"When shopping, there should always be a first-come, first-served basis. Do you want to break the rules?"
Gao Peng's face turned cold and he stared at Tang Zongwu, shaking the vajra in his hand and looking at this guy with contempt.
Tang Zongwu was shocked, surprised, and extremely angry when the Vajra in his hand was taken away by someone else and he was stabbed with his finger.
I am a martial artist. Who is this brat? He is so powerful? Is the other party a great martial artist? Impossible, right? Is there such a young great martial artist?
When Tang Zongwu saw what was in his hand, it was actually snatched away by the young man in front of him, and his wrist was also injured. The chubby pig face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and he couldn't help but burst into rage, and his eyes were filled with traces of tears.
Han Mang stretched out his finger, pointed at Gao Peng, and said word for word: "You ignorant bitch dares to snatch things from my hands, Tang Zongwu, you are seeking death! Return the vajra to me immediately, otherwise, I will let you
People will kill you! Skin you."
At this time, the two strong men following Tang Zongwu saw that their master had suffered a loss, and immediately forced him to come over from the left and the right. At the same time, Tang Zongwu's other six or seven thugs also ran over quickly.
When the people watching the excitement saw Tang Zongwu's people coming, they were frightened and fled in all directions.
Tang Zongwu is the general manager of Longhai Bright Jewelry Group, one of the largest shareholders of Longhai Antique Street, one of the four major ancient Wu families in Longhai, and the third young master of the Tang family.
Tang Zongwu was an extremely arrogant and vicious man, and almost no one in Longhai City dared to offend him.
Gao Peng saw that the man in front of him was so arrogant and wanted to kill himself. He couldn't help but get angry and snorted: "What kind of bitch are you? It's obviously you who robbed my things. We have already agreed on the price."
, I paid the money, but you were a step too late, what are you doing? Do you want to rob me?"
"Give me the vajra!" Tang Zongwu saw that all his men had arrived. His eyes showed strong murderous intent, and he stared at Gao Peng with both eyes, and said fiercely every word.
"Who are you? Why should I give it to you? You don't even urinate and take pictures, what the hell are you? Gao Peng sneered and scolded Tang Zongwu.
"Mom, open your dog eyes and take a look. This is Chairman Tang of our Bright Group. Boy, please return the vajra to our chairman obediently, then crawl on the ground and kowtow. Our chairman will spare your life."
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The scoundrel knew that it was time for him to show off, so he yelled at Gao Peng and threatened him fiercely.
"Tang Zongwu?"
Gao Peng, who has been living in Antique Street, has certainly heard of the bad reputation of Tang Zongwu in Antique Street, but he has never seen this guy. Unexpectedly, he saw this arrogant bastard today.
"Hehe, yes, I am Tang Zongwu. Boy, please return the vajra to me immediately, lie down on the ground, and kowtow eight times to apologize. I will spare you. Otherwise, hehe, I will kill you bastard today.
!" Tang Zongwu's tone was extremely arrogant and vicious.
When Gao Peng heard Tang Zongwu's arrogant threat, he snorted coldly: "Tang Zongwu, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you. The vajra belongs to me first. If you want it, do you want to ask him if he agrees?"
Gao Peng shook his fist.
When Tang Zongwu saw that this ignorant young man was teasing him like this, he couldn't help but became furious. He raised his hand and slapped Gao Peng on the cheek.
In normal times, no one dares to disobey his own orders.
Gao Peng is now a cultivator on the second level of Qi training. When he saw Tang Zongwu actually taking action, he slapped himself. This guy really overestimates his abilities. I'm going to give you a hard time.
Gao Peng snorted coldly and didn't even look at Tang Zongwu's palm. Instead, he punched Tang Zongwu in the face.
Gao Peng's speed is even faster, as fast as lightning.
"Bang!" Tang Zongwu only felt a fist zooming in front of his eyes at high speed, hitting his face directly.
"Touch!" There was a muffled sound, and blood splattered everywhere!
Tang Zongwu only felt that a heavy hammer hit his face, which made stars appear in his eyes, tears burst out of his nose, and he let out a scream and flew out.
No one expected that such a gentle young man could knock down Tang Zongwu with one punch.
"You bitch, you're looking for death! How dare you, our general manager."
The thug who insulted Gao Peng suddenly became furious and punched Gao Peng viciously. The other thug had a steel pipe in his hand and suddenly hit Gao Peng on the back of the head.
Oh my god, do these thugs still want to show shame? Two people beat this young man together, and the young man is afraid that he will suffer a loss.
The people watching the excitement in the distance were immediately worried about this young man. What's the point of fighting over a piece of crap?
"shoot!"
Gao Peng didn't wait for Tang Zongwu's subordinate to hit him with his fist, and slapped him in the face. The opponent was so dizzy that his eyes flashed with gold, spinning around, and he fell to the ground. Gao Peng flew up and kicked him behind him.
On the abdomen of another thug, this guy let out a scream and rolled and flew out.
"puff!"
The bitch who fell on the ground didn't expect that the young man in front of him was so skilled. He felt that half of his head was blown off by this palm. He screamed and spat out a few bloody molars from his mouth.
"Damn you, you dare to hit someone, I will destroy you! Let's all come together!"
The thug struggled to get up from the ground, roaring and shouting, and he and several other thugs rushed over, howling and screaming.
The stall owner who was selling vajra pestles just now felt happy when he saw the two people fighting over the vajra pestles. He thought to himself, these two people actually fought over this crappy thing. They are really two idiots. He suddenly felt
I regret so much that I asked for a lower price. Damn it, why didn’t this rich man come earlier? If he had come earlier, wouldn’t he have sold it for 1,000 yuan more?
"Hmph, I hate you most, you scumbags who bully the weak and fear the strong. I won't give it to you, so what can you do? I will teach you dogs a lesson today!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Gao Peng knocked the thugs to the ground with several punches and kicks. Seven or eight thugs screamed and rolled on the ground.
Well done! Kill these scum!
Usually these thugs followed Tang Zongwu to bully the market and buy and sell by force. Moreover, he also had a group of thieves who specialized in stealing from vendors who came to set up street stalls. They had already aroused public outrage. Today, when I saw these scum being beaten to pieces, I couldn't help but scream.
Get up.
Tang Zongwu, who was lying on the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face became extremely gloomy. He was knocked down by a punch, and six or seven of his subordinates were beaten to the ground by this guy. He couldn't help but be secretly shocked, knowing that today
I met a master. Who is this guy? He is so powerful, why haven't I seen it before? Hehe, bastard, I don't care who you are. You dare to snatch things from me, and you even beat yourself. I'm really impatient.
I'll let Se Tai deal with you. No matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of the mysterious head-lowering technique.
Just when Tang Zongwu thought of this, Ba Setai behind him stared at Gao Peng in surprise, showing an incredible expression.
Ba Setai knew that Tang Zongwu was a martial arts master. This young man, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, actually defeated Tang Zongwu with one move. This man's skills were so powerful, but he couldn't tell what level he was.
Master.
There was not a trace of internal energy fluctuations in his body.
Hum, no matter what your skills are, if you try to fight me for the Vajra, you will only die in front of my third-level head-lowering master.
Thinking of this, Ba Setai snorted coldly, stared at Gao Peng with strange eyes, and said in a gloomy manner in blunt Chinese: "My name is Ba Setai, give...my vajra, and I...can spare your life."
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This vajra with Buddha power is the nemesis of the head-lowering technique. I must get this good thing.
Gao Peng looked at this strange Thai man, and his heart sank.
This weird guy is definitely not a good person. This person is actually surrounded by layers of black death aura. Between those terrifying death auras, there is a faint and creepy wailing, like countless wronged souls crying.
Shout.
Who is this guy? Why is there so much weird and terrifying death energy on his body?
See where this bastard comes from?
Gao Peng's clairvoyant eyes flashed, and a horrifying and shrill roar appeared in Gao Peng's eyes.
Cold sweat soaked Gao Peng's back.
Gao Peng saw that in the black death aura behind this man named Setai, countless terrible innocent souls were screaming and roaring. In the eyes of each innocent soul, there was incomparable resentment and unwillingness.
This guy is really perverted. He killed so many people. He actually used special methods to perform cruel rituals on the ghosts of those people, imprisoned them around him, and used them to attack people. He was really damned.
Head-lowering technique!
Gao Peng suddenly remembered that some weird warlocks in Nanyang specialize in using this method to harm people. Could it be that this guy is a head-dropping master from Nanyang?
The opponent is a Nanyang surrender master, and we cannot let the opponent get this vajra.
Gao Peng snorted coldly, looked at Ba Setai, and said coldly: "Ba Setai, I bought the vajra first and I won't give it to you."
"You're looking for death!" A ferocious smile appeared on Ba Setai's face.
He raised his hand and muttered something in his mouth. A dark and terrifying death aura and a terrifying spell, mixed with countless ghosts crying and howling, rushed towards Gao Peng, waving their white claws and howling.
Damn it, this bastard really used those evil spirits to attack him.
I am practicing self-cultivation. This is the first time I have encountered attacks from these innocent souls, and I don’t know how to defend myself.
But the vajra in his hand is the most precious treasure of Buddhism, and it should be able to restrain these evil spirits and the energy of death.
Gao Peng raised the vajra in his hand without hesitation and waved it over.
A flash of golden light that no one else could see hit the terrifying black energy.
In the sky, Zen chanting was faint, and Sanskrit music was loud.
"Pfft!" There was a slight muffled sound, and the black energy charm issued by Ba Setai disappeared in an instant.
Those roaring souls of injustice were illuminated by the Buddha's light, and the resentment and violence in their bodies were eliminated. They all clasped their hands together, bowed to Gao Peng, turned into streams of light, and flew in all directions to be reincarnated.
These innocent souls were all caused by Ba Setai killing people and then using the head-lowering technique to imprison them around him to harm them.
Now, it was unexpectedly broken by Gao Peng's Vajra and Buddha's Chanting. Ba Setai was immediately devoured by the head-lowering technique. With a fierce groan, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood. He took a few steps back and his face turned pale.
Ba Setai did not expect that his head-lowering technique would be broken by this young man and that he would be injured.
He staggered, stared at Gao Peng with hatred, and whispered: "Find someone to kill him."
Tang Zongwu never dreamed that Ba Setai would be defeated by this stinky boy. He quickly supported Ba Setai, stared at Gao Peng and said: "You stinky boy, just wait for death."
Tang Zongwu quickly took out his phone and dialed a number with a sneer. (To be continued)