Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"Just a few ants, don't care about them!"

Regarding this, Jiang Tian just smiled lightly, turned a deaf ear, and remained as calm as sitting on a Diaoyutai.

"Forget it, let this brother Jiang sit here, and when Master Li does it later, he can also open his eyes and learn a lot!"

Long Wu was in a good mood, and he was a peacemaker, but he didn't pay attention to Jiang Tian at all.

In the attic, the atmosphere became lively, and everyone surrounded Li Zhenwei talking and laughing loudly, full of flattery.

Suddenly, Li Zhenwei's expression turned serious, his eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Then Fu Biao, here we come!"

"Hmph, so what if you're here, there are already more than a dozen gunmen downstairs, I'm afraid he won't even have a chance to go upstairs!"

Long Wu smiled proudly and snorted coldly.

bang bang bang!

There was a burst of gunfire downstairs, one after another, and after a minute, it fell silent.

"The person should be dead, right?" Long Wu said triumphantly.

Long Gaitian took out the walkie-talkie and said, "How is the situation?"

However, there was no echo from the intercom, and there was a terrible silence.

"No way!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, their faces changed with horror.

Could it be that Fu Biao killed those gunmen instead.

How is this possible? There are more than a dozen fully armed soldiers equipped with pistols and submachine guns!

"Although a master of inner strength can't force a bullet, if he has a strong body, he can completely dodge it!"

"But don't be afraid of him, with me here, he can't do anything to you, Brother Longwu today!"

Only Li Zhenwei sipped his tea, sighed softly, remained calm, and sat peacefully, majestic and majestic like a master.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

There were dull footsteps on the stairs.

The wooden floor was trembling, and the heavy footsteps seemed to be stepping on the hearts of everyone, making people's hearts beat faster.

In the hall, there was a dead silence, there was no sound, and a needle could be heard.

Everyone could only hear their heavy breathing.

The atmosphere is suffocating.

Everyone has complicated moods, including tension, fear, panic, and excitement.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

A one-eyed middle-aged man in a black cloth shirt and a blindfold slantingly walked in slowly.

There are several chilblain scars on his face, which meander like earthworms, making him even more hideous and terrifying.

This person just stood there in an even and steady manner, and a strong aura pushed across all directions, making it difficult to breathe.

That one eye exuded a cold light, covering everyone, making everyone feel chills.

"Fu Biao..." Long Wu was startled and exclaimed in a trembling voice.

"Hey, fifth brother, long time no see!" Fu Biao smiled, pulled a chair and sat down.

After all, Long Wu was a big boss, so he quickly calmed down, forced himself to smile and said, "Fu Biao, I didn't expect that I lived in seclusion in Myanmar, and you could still find me. It's really brotherly love!"

"Yeah, thanks to Fifth Brother, I lost a trick back then. Over the years, I have always remembered Fifth Brother's great kindness in my heart, and I never dare to forget it!"

Fu Biao tore off the blindfold, revealing a dark eye socket, which was extremely creepy, and said coldly with a smirk: "I fled to the Northeast and practiced penance for ten years, just for today!"

"Fu Biao, you have accomplished a lot in your studies, and now I am employing people, why don't we shake hands and make peace, how about a great cause together?"

Long Wu tentatively smiled and said: "You have also seen that now I am not what I used to be. I have a strong army and a fortune of tens of billions. Follow me, and I promise you will be beautiful and beautiful, and no one will dare to mess with you!"

"Okay, you can goug out one eye yourself, and I'll be the boss of Longwei Society!" Fu Biao sneered.

"Fu Biao, you have to forgive others and forgive others."

Li Zhenwei slapped the table and said coldly: "With me here today, you can't hurt a single hair of Long Wu!"

"Haha, isn't this Master Li from Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall?"

Fu Biao dismissively said:

"With your three-legged cat kung fu, you have the nerve to come out and pretend to be the boss. I will kill you like a chicken and a dog!"

"Zhu Zi is rampant, today I will show you the true strength of a martial arts master!"

Li Zhenwei was also a proud and arrogant person, how could he stand up to such humiliation, his stature skyrocketed, he leaped out like a tiger descending a mountain, and punched Fu Biao hard in the chest.

The air exploded, the inner strength tore through the void, the fist was ejected like a cannonball, and a gust of wind howled.

Everywhere he walked, the pure solid wood floor cracked inch by inch, sawdust flying, and the huge attic shook.

"Master Li's strength is really terrifying!"

Long Wu screamed in his heart.

Only now did he realize that he was a frog in a well, the strength of a warrior was far beyond what he could imagine, and crushing himself to death was as easy as crushing an ant.

After saying this in my heart, I must pay Li Zhenwei heavily, treat him as a guest of honor, build relationships, and let him become my backer.

"Master used the tiger-shaped fist! Fu Biao is dead!"

The eyes of many disciples in Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall were excited and full of confidence. It seemed that Fu Biao was about to splatter five steps with blood in the next moment and died on the spot.

"Trash!" Fu Biao didn't even move his buttocks, he punched like a dragon, and punched him with a bang.

He flicked the air with his long sleeves, bringing out the crisp sound of firecrackers suddenly exploding.

when!

The two fists slammed into each other in the air, and there was a tooth-piercing sound of metal and stone intersecting.

With a whoosh, Li Zhenwei flew out like a rag doll, and hit the wall heavily, making a thunderous sound.

The wall skin cracked inch by inch and peeled off one after another. Li Zhenwei hung on the wall for three seconds, and then slowly slid down like a drawing paper.

He sprayed blood from his mouth, his pupils were dilated, his right arm was bent into a terrible arc, and the blood burst out, exposing the white stubble of bones.

There was a dead silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Sister Dongdong screamed, terrified. Fu Biao's strength is many times stronger than those of Zhou Zhenghao's subordinates. It seems that he must kill people today.

"Beating people with inner strength is like hanging a painting, and you are not afraid of guns with kung fu!"

Fu Biao stood up, stood proudly, scanned the audience, and said with a sneer, "Who will come again!"

"You can't do it!"

Seeing several disciples gearing up, Li Zhenwei let out an exclamation.

But a disciple has already rushed out, punched out, and said angrily: "If you hurt my master, I will kill you, and I will be ashamed!"

This disciple is Xiang Long, Li Zhenwei's eldest disciple, who has received his true instruction. He is the strongest among many disciples, and he is already at the pinnacle of iron body.

"Your master is not as good as me, wouldn't you die if you do it? Or, I will fulfill you!"

A trace of coldness flashed in Fu Biao's eyes, he didn't even move, and lightly slapped it out.

Snapped!

This palm was as swift as lightning, and it landed firmly on Xiang Long's head.

Xiang Long's huge body weighing more than one hundred and eighty catties flew out with a whoosh, smashing the pure solid wood dining table into pieces.

His head was bleeding, he fell to the ground miserably, his limbs twitched violently, his eyes rolled, and he died unexpectedly.

"Eldest brother... is dead!"

"Master, what should I do!"

All the disciples in the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall were so scared that their faces turned ashen, and they all exclaimed.

Then step back step by step, leaning against the wall, silent like a cicada, not daring to make a sound.

"Unexpectedly, Fu Biao, you have already reached the cultivation base of perfect inner strength, and the old man is so convinced!"

Li Zhenwei looked horrified, then looked at Long Wu with a wry smile, and sighed: "Brother Long Wu, brother, my skills are not as good as others, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you today..." He kept coughing up blood.

"Long Wu, how to settle the debt ten years ago? Did I goug out your pair of tricks, or did you commit suicide and apologize?"

Fu Biao's killing intent was overwhelming, and he approached Long Wu step by step, his eyes were playful, like a cat playing with a mouse.

At this moment, Long Wu was so frightened that his face turned pale, his legs trembled, and he begged in a trembling voice:

"Brother Fu, when I hurt you back then, it was just to fight for territory. There was no deep hatred. Brother, I am willing to share half of the family property with you, as long as you spare my life!"

"Fu Biao, Lord Long Wu has already given you a good deal, stop it!"

Zhou Zhenghao stretched out his arms to block Long Wu, forced a stiff smile, but was thrown off the loft by Fu Biao, screaming again and again.

"You don't know the power of warriors at all. If I want money, I can get hundreds of millions of wealth at my fingertips!"

Fu Biao dismissed it, and patted Long Wu's cheek lightly, not hard, but full of insult.

His master dominates the Northeast and is a big man. He himself has reached the perfection of inner strength and is highly regarded. He controls several border smuggling lines. His wealth is even more than that of Long Wu. How can he care about property?

"Fu Biao, Tang Wannian and I are brothers and sisters. If you kill me, will he let you go?" Long Wu threatened with his trump card.

"Hehe, I have been living in Siberia's thousands of miles of glaciers for many years, controlling the forces in the Northeast. I will kill you and fly away from Myanmar immediately. What can the Tang family do to me?"

"Brother Biao, what exactly do you want?"

Long Wu had no support, shivering like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and his whole body was already drenched in cold sweat.

"Back then, you raped my wife and daughter, gouged out my eyes, and broke my legs. Today, I want to settle with you!"

Fu Biao let out a cruel grin, and said coldly, "I'll goug out your eyes, break your legs, and kill you, and after that, your wife and children won't be able to escape!"

Long Wu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was chilling. He could still bear death, but his wife and children...

In desperation, Long Wu knelt down with a plop, trembling all over, and said with tears running down his face:

"Brother Biao, you can kill me. I don't regret my death, but my wife and children are innocent. Please let them go. I will repay your great kindness in the next life..."

When a person is about to die, his words are good. Although Long Wu is cruel, he still misses his good wife and loving daughter when he is about to die.

The audience was shocked.

Long Wu, the majestic underground emperor of Linzhou, was forced to kneel down and beg for mercy by the one-eyed martial arts master Fu Biao.

The sadness of the rabbit's death and the fox's sorrow also appeared on everyone's face.

Generations of talented people come out of the rivers and lakes, Fu Biao is too powerful, who can resist.

Today is probably the day of the curtain call for Long Wu, the hero who has dominated Linzhou for 20 years.

Just when everyone is desperate.

A cold voice came: "Fu Biao, you want to kill him, can you get my consent?"

"Who are you?"

Fu Biao suddenly turned his head.

I saw a very ordinary-looking young man in the corner playing with a teacup, his eyes downcast.

"It doesn't matter who I am..."

Jiang Tian took a sip of the tea, as if he wanted to let the tea fully contact with his taste buds, as if he had tasted the mellow taste thoroughly, he stayed in his mouth for a while before swallowing the tea, and said lightly:

"It's just that I took some coins from Long Wu as a reward, so I naturally want to keep him safe."

"Jiang Tian, ​​what are you doing..."

Li Zhenwei exclaimed angrily.

This young man really doesn't know how to live or die, I am no match for him, don't you want to die when you go up...

"This kid, is he crazy?" Everyone in the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall couldn't believe it.

Long Wu also had a look of astonishment on his face, but he didn't stop him.

Even if Jiang Tian is not an opponent, it is good to be able to last for a moment and let himself live for an extra minute.

"What are you doing? Naturally, slap the ant to death!" Jiang Tian smiled and stood up.