Spitting Huohua viciously drove four security men to attack Zhang Jiuding.
The four people rushed away. Zhang Jiuding raised the Guan Gong sword, slashing and slashing. In just ten seconds, all four people fell to the ground, screaming miserably.
The contemptuous expression on Jie Huohua's face disappeared and he began to look at Zhang Jiuding who was walking towards him: "Damn old man, your sword is very powerful!"
"I'll give in, I'll give in! You'll get stronger when you get older!" Zhang Jiuding stroked his beard and pulled it hard.
"Then let me weigh you!" Spitfire Hua smiled and slowly walked forward.
Facing the majestic Zhang Jiuding, Yan Huohua moved his wrists, held the baseball bat tightly with both hands, and slashed twice into the air. There was a lot of wind. Then he turned the bat, put it horizontally behind his neck, and pointed at Zhang Jiuding again.
Jiuding turned his neck, and his neck and shoulder blades instantly made a popping sound.
Zhang Jiuding narrowed his eyes, "Practice Kung Fu horizontally?!"
At the moment when Zhang Jiuding was surprised, the fire-breathing flower suddenly activated, kicking on the ground with both feet, his body was like a cheetah pouncing on food, and rushed straight towards Zhang Jiuding. The baseball bat on his neck and shoulders was raised high, like an angry dragon breathing fire.
Hua hit his head and went straight to Zhang Jiuding's head!
"Well done!"
Zhang Jiuding clenched the Guandao with his right hand, and with a slash of the sword, with a bang, he forcibly received such a heavy blow from Spitting Fire Flower!
The baseball bat hit the long handle of the Guandao, making a deafening sound. Brother Liu San, Uncle Da Xia and others behind Zhang Jiuding felt their ears buzzing and couldn't help but take a collective step back.
Spitfire Hua missed a hit, raised the bat again and aimed at Zhang Jiuding, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang nine times in one breath!
Zhang Jiuding raised the Guandao without giving in, blocking it nine times in a row!
These moves have no tricks at all, they are all a competition of strength.
The Guandao itself is heavy, but it is lifted easily between Zhang Jiuding's arms, which shows how strong his physical strength is.
Huo Huahua also had to admire him. At Zhang Jiuding's age, he could perform Guandao very well, and he could still withstand nine violent blows from himself. Such a fierce old man was rare to see.
"Old man, that's good, you can actually resist my attack!"
"You're not bad! If it were me back then, I would have chopped you to the ground with a big knife!" Zhang Jiuding stroked his beard, closed his old eyes slightly, and took a deep breath.
When I was a high-spirited young man,
When the sword is crossed, the horse is flying; when the sword is closed, it is like flying!
Now, after only playing for a few times, my blood is already boiling and I am panting.
Others don't know it clearly, but he, Zhang Jiuding, understands that he is finally getting old as far as Jianghu is concerned!
Ten minutes!
Can I really hold on for ten minutes?!
He had doubts about himself
………
"Old guy, I won't play around with you anymore! I'm going to get serious!" As he spoke, Spitfire Hua suddenly dropped the baseball bat he was holding tightly in his hand, "I respect the old and love the young. Seeing how old you are,
I don’t want you to throw yourself on the street in front of me, so I’ll give you one more chance to escape! Are you leaving or not?”
Zhang Jiuding glanced behind him, and behind him were all the helpers from Shi Kipwei. Haha.
The Kuhaha people all looked up at him with shining eyes and worshiped him like a god.
He knew that he was their hope! He was their protector!
If I leave, I will be razed to the ground behind me!
How long has it been since someone looked up to you like this?
How long has it been since someone trusted you like this?
He recalled the years when he founded Hongyihai and was all-powerful.
Burn the Qinggang smoke and soil!
Fight the Hongmen traitors alone!
A knife can be used vertically and horizontally, no one can stop it!
He turned around, his eyes were like lightning, shooting at the arrogant and domineering fire-breathing flower in front of him. He slammed his knife on the ground and looked up to the sky with a big laugh, "I am Hong Yihai, Zhang Jiuding!" His eyes usually spit out fire-flowering flowers, "In this life.
, never give in!"
"Okay! It's you who is looking for death!" Spitfire Hua took out his belt from his waist, and it turned out to be a meteor hammer!
"Do you know why I am called Fire-Spraying Hua? Because I can really breathe fire!" As Spitting Fire-Hua spoke, he jerked his wrist, and the meteor hammer in his hand hit Zhang Jiuding's face like a meteor!
Zhang Jiuding held the knife with one hand and made an oblique slashing motion, splitting the meteor hammer apart. The fire-breathing flower shook his wrist, and the meteor hammer returned to his hand again. He held the iron balls at both ends with both hands, and rubbed each other with a bang, "
Go for it!”
The two iron balls burst into flames instantly and turned into fireballs, shooting up and down towards Zhang Jiuding!
Zhang Jiuding twisted his waist and turned to avoid the fire meteor above, and used his sword to shoot away the fire meteor below. At this time, the fire meteor had already come close to him. The iron rope in his hand shook, and he made a movement around the neck and throat.
Wrap around Zhang Jiuding’s neck!
It was too late for Zhang Jiuding to raise his sword to block, so he could only place one hand on his throat bone, and with the other hand he held the Guandao and turned violently!
"Conquer strength with softness! Especially against someone like you who wields a big knife! Let me see how you can defend yourself?" Spitfire Hua kicked with his toes, and the falling meteor was kicked out and hit Zhang Jiuding hard on the hip bone.
Zhang Jiuding was in unbearable pain, and his pants instantly caught fire and were contaminated with fire phosphorus!
After Huo Hua succeeded in one attack, he flipped back nimbly and jumped out with his weapon in hand!
Before anyone could see clearly, he had already opened the distance between him and Zhang Jiuding, and Zhang Jiuding was hit in the hip by a meteor hammer, causing his pants to burn with flames.
Zhang Jiuding gritted his teeth, ripped off a large section of his pants, and casually threw the pants stained with fire phosphorus on the ground.
At this moment, Zhang Jiuding was in as much a state of embarrassment as one of his legs was bare and bruised from being hit by the meteor hammer, and he no longer looked as majestic as before.
"Old man! Look at what you look like now. How do you look like Brother Guan at all? I'll beat the crap out of you!" Fire-breathing Hua danced with a meteor hammer and cursed arrogantly, her attitude reaching the extreme.
Zhang Jiuding closed his eyes. He was getting old after all, so he had to admit defeat. Survival was the most important thing! There were still two wives to take care of at home! There was also a useless son to support!
Zhang Jiuding, just give in! Just admit defeat! You are old, and you are no longer the young man who founded Hong Yihai! You are no longer the high-spirited Hong Yihai who can wield a big sword and carry the leadership!
Just when Zhang Jiuding was thinking wildly——
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Do you feel any pain?" A childish voice sounded in his ear.
Zhang Jiuding opened his eyes and saw a dark and thin little girl holding a handkerchief and blinking her big eyes: "Grandpa, you can use this... to bandage the wound."
Zhang Jiuding laughed!
Looking up to the sky and laughing!
He held the knife in his right hand and said without even looking at his wound, "Come again!"
"Pu you Amu! You don't know whether to live or die!" Spitfire Hua cursed fiercely, flicked his wrist and fired the fireball towards Zhang Jiuding again with the flame!
Zhang Jiuding's footsteps suddenly accelerated, he closed his sword and slapped the shooting star!
At the same time, fire and phosphorus flew everywhere!
Zhang Jiuding didn't shy away and charged directly forward!
The fire phosphorus stained his head and face, and his beard became feverish.
Zhang Jiuding turned a deaf ear and raised his sword to sweep the fire-breathing flower from the waist!
Hengdao immediately!
Sweeping thousands of armies!
"Drink!" Spitfire Hua shouted loudly, and with all his Iron Banqiao Kung Fu, he bent his entire upper body backwards and swept the sword close to his clothes!
Just when Huo Huahua thought he had escaped this move, the sweeping Guandao suddenly changed to a downward strike!
"You've been fooled!" Spitfire Hua was shocked, but it was too late.
Zhang Jiuding's sword hits the top of Mount Tai!
Bang!
Hit the fire-breathing flower directly in the belly and knock him to the ground!
It flows smoothly, simply beautiful!
It's like swatting a bedbug that bends over and jumps up!
Just as Zhang Jiuding picked up the Guandao and stood up straight——
Bang!
There was a gunshot, and Chinese Inspector Chen Zhichao of the Special Operations Team slowly surrounded him from a distance with his troops!
Thirty or forty soldiers and policemen with guns and ammunition ran in unison between the two groups of people.
Chen Zhichao glanced at both parties, and then pointed to the land at his feet: "The approval has just been approved! From now on, the land you are standing on has been purchased by Lord Rowlands Jiasley!"
"Uh, what do you mean?"
Everyone was surprised.
"That is to say, from today onwards, Texaco Oil Company will move here and become a neighbor of your Shek Kip Mei factory!"
With a smile on his face, Chen Zhichao looked at Spitfire Hua, who was lying on the ground and was almost cut off by Zhang Jiuding's knife, "Well, it means that your big boss's water plant may not be able to open! When selling water, the most important thing is the environment and
In terms of quality, with this oil company, its water is not up to standard!"
The fire-breathing flower made a "pop" sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The fire-breathing flower became the blood-breathing flower.
Chen Zhichao turned to look at Zhang Jiuding again.
Zhang Jiuding's face was charred, and his beard and hair were almost burned by the fire phosphorus. But at this moment, he burst out with unprecedented heroic spirit. He closed his sword, danced, banged the ground, and looked at Chen Zhichao: "I am Hong Yihai, Zhang Jiuding!"
