With his other hand, Zhou Lu threw out Buddha's Angry Tang Lotus and Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle one after another.

The top Tang Sect hidden weapon exploded in the crowd!

Buddha's Angry Tang Lotus,

Scattered lotus petals,

Flying and cutting in all directions...

Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle,

Flying needles shoot like a rainstorm,

Cover your head and face with the gangsters,

Boo hoo hoo…

Although it is condensed gas and solidified, it can shoot through the skin and cut off the muscles, and then return to the gaseous state and merge into the air.

These two sets of hidden weapons are colorless and invisible, and ordinary people can't see them. They only think that Zhou Lu has performed some kind of Taoist magic.

at the same time,

Zhou Lu did not retreat but advanced, swinging out his heavy wooden sword one after another.

Charge violently, as if entering a deserted place.

It was like chopping vegetables, cutting out a thoroughfare, and behind it were bodies staggering, with skin and flesh torn apart.

Invincible!

The gangsters fell to the ground in rows,

The crowd was dispersed in an instant,

Let out all kinds of miserable screams and cries, the sound is shocking!

"Oh my god, it hurts to death..."

"Help... call 120..."

"My head is split, I will die..."

"Wow, my hand is broken..."

"I, my foot... is broken..."

"my stomach……"

"My little brother..."

…

Chen Yixuan was completely shocked!

It was unbelievable that the poor little boy she always thought was introverted could turn out to be such a powerful person.

One fight against a hundred,

No fear!

And they have a one-sided advantage and can be easily crushed!

It made her blood boil.

It's unimaginable and incredible.

Others present could not believe that this would be the result.

"Ding, the host crushes violently and coquettishly, causing a fatal blow and gaining 360 coquettish points."

"Ding, the host's coquettishness is successful, and the coquettishness value is 90 points."

"Ding, the host's coquettishness is successful, and the coquettishness value is 90 points."

"Ding, the host's coquettishness is successful, and the coquettishness value is 90 points."

…

"Congratulations to the host 'Zhou Lu' for achieving the achievement of 'Crushing Violent Coquettishness'. The reward will be 200 coquettish points and 20,000 experience points."

Hahaha!

A big wave of coquettish values ​​appeared.

It was also successful.

This is the advantage of having more people.

The storm of coquettish value must be more violent.

Zhou Lu's thoughts were racing, but it did not affect his movements. He had already rushed behind Ding Hu.

"Brother Tiger, right? Where are you running?"

His subordinates said that Zhou Lu might be some kind of heavenly master, but Ding Hu didn't believe it. When he saw Zhou Lu's terrible methods, his liver and gallbladder were split.

When Ding Hu saw something was wrong, he took a step forward and ran back.

Zhou Lu chased him straight away.

Even elementary school monks understand the principle of capturing thieves and kings, and defeating bosses to get good equipment.

"Crack!"

The Yin Yang Mozi Sword slashed Ding Hu on the leg.

Ding Hu's legs were broken and he knelt down.

"Ahhhh...my legs...call the police..."

Ding Hu's men became depressed, jamming the signal and preventing others from calling the police. It was Ding Hu who wanted to call the police now?

As the boss, who runs the fastest?

How unjust!

"Snapped!"

Zhou Lu slapped Ding Hu on the face with his sword: "Noisy!"

Ding Hu groaned and spat out a large mouthful of blood. The blood contained many teeth. Under the violent impact of the sword, most of Ding Hu's teeth fell out, turning him into a toothless tiger.

Ding Hu was in pain and frightened, and was seriously injured, but he remained conscious.

Zhou Lu glanced at Ding Hu and said slowly:

"You have done many evil things since you were a child, and have been in jail three times. Instead, you have intensified your studies, recruited idle people to become a village tyrant, and real estate development has given you the opportunity to make a fortune. You have used underground forces, coerced violence, oppressed civilians, bought, sold, and demolished, and your profits have reached tens of thousands.

Ten million."

"You...you want money? I, I will give it, I will give it...I just ask you...don't hit me again..."

A good man never suffers immediate losses, so Ding Hu hopes to use money to solve the problem. Due to his missing teeth, his speech is leaky.

"It depends on how much you give."

Of course Zhou Lu is very interested in money.

The main mission requires spending 400 million!

It would be best if you can make a lot of money.

"One hundred thousand?" Ding Hu probed.

Zhou Lu shook his head and stretched out three fingers.

"Three hundred thousand? I, I really, can't afford that much money..."

Zhou Lu continued to shake his head.

"It can't be... three million? This is impossible..."

"Wrong, it's 30 million, not a penny less. I know you have it in your account, so it's an advantage for you."

Zhou Lu said firmly.

"My Lord, you are a bandit, how can I get so much money...ah, don't..."

The Yin Yang Mozi Sword quickly grew bigger in Ding Hu's eyes.

"Snapped!"

Ding Hu watched helplessly as he was struck by the sword again, unable to escape.

The other side of his face was also swollen, and blood was pouring from his eyes, nose, and mouth.

He felt extremely weak, his whole body was in pain and was about to fall apart, and he felt like death was approaching.

Zhou Lu's brutal methods against A Biao and Lao Wang made him believe that Zhou Lu would really kill them without hesitation.

If your life is lost, what's the use of keeping the money?

What's more, Zhou Lu told him all the details.
To be continued...