Chapter 435 "God's Attack? Tsk!"

"Hahaha"

Facing the dense muzzles of guns, the big boss hadn't spoken yet, and the man who had been following him for only half a body length suddenly burst into a crazy laugh.

He turned his head to look at Zheng Jirong who was playing with a lighter on the chair, and then he suddenly pulled open his coat, and more than a dozen grenades were hanging on him!

"I've heard of your reputation as a lawless person in Zhen Guanxi. I didn't expect that you wanted to kill me when we couldn't reach an agreement on our first meeting?"

The big boss took a puff of his cigar, with a hint of pride and contempt on his face, "Fortunately, I was prepared. If you have the guts, you can shoot. At worst, we'll all die together!"

"Hahaha, shoot! Why don't you shoot? Don't you dare?!"

The man with the grenade hanging next to him shook his head and laughed around, as if he was sure that everyone would not dare to act rashly.

Zheng Jirong glanced at the boy, who was wearing a colorful shirt, a Buddha statue on his neck, and sunglasses pressed tightly to his face, leaving no gaps.

Where did this madman come from?

He shook his head, then looked at the two of them disappointedly and said, "I thought you could use some tricks, but I didn't expect it to be such an old trick."

"The trick is not new, but it works." The big boss sneered, "The space here is small. If more than a dozen grenades explode at the same time, even if you are made of iron, you will be broken here! Wang Jiu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jiu quickly stretched his finger to the pin of the grenade, ready to detonate it. He laughed wildly and shouted: "Hahahaha, we are worthless, so we can die. You are a famous rich man, you don't want to be buried with us!"

"Why do you guys always measure me by the standards of normal people?"

Zheng Jirong got up from the chair helplessly, then looked at Wang Jiu who was still laughing in front of him and shouted: "Hey, do you know how to laugh? You laugh so badly. Is your mother dead at home?"

Wang Jiu was stunned when he heard the words, and looked at him and said confusedly: "What did you say?"

"I said you can't laugh!"

The next second, a more crazy laugh, the sound was so strong that it formed a series of golden sound waves in the air, directly approaching the big boss and others.

The big boss and others who were originally full of confidence, after hearing this laughter, seemed to be cast into a fixed body spell, and instantly froze in place, their minds were confused, their bodies could not move, and they didn't even notice the blood slowly flowing out of their seven orifices.

"Pah!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground rang out, waking up the big boss who was still in a daze. He looked up and saw that all the men he brought with him, including himself, were pressed to the ground one by one.

Wang Jiu, who had a crazy face before, had all the dozens of grenades hanging on his body removed. He was firmly suppressed by several guards and could not move.

"Tsk tsk tsk"

Zheng Jirong approached leisurely, picked up the grenade on the ground, threw it up gently and said calmly, "You have to have an attitude of asking for help. Look, this attitude is not bad now."

He bent down and patted the boss's face, which was quite similar to Wang Bao, shook his head and sighed, "You are the first one who dares to threaten me with a grenade. How can I survive in the underworld if I don't kill you?"

After that, he signaled to several guards, and they immediately twisted the fat man's arm tightly, ready to drag him to a place with fewer people and execute him directly.

It must be said that this big boss was really tough. After knowing that he was defeated, he did not kneel down and surrender like other bosses. After taking a deep look at Zheng Jirong, he walked out of the store very toughly under the hostage of several guards.

Zheng Jirong couldn't help but touch his chin in surprise. This old guy is so tough?

However, just as he was thinking, a "bang" sound of true qi exploded, resounding throughout the alley.

The guards who were originally holding the big boss were shaken away by his true qi, and then the big boss raised his hand and threw them far away.

At the same time, Wang Jiu, who had been controlled by the guards, also broke free. He used the same method to shake away the guards who were holding him, and then threw two punches like lightning, knocking the two guards to the ground heavily.

"Looking for death!"

The brothers Wu Liushou stationed at the door saw this and immediately flew out, blocking the big boss and Wang Jiu like two iron walls.

The two men's true energy surged, and they instantly met their opponents with powerful fists and kicks.

To everyone's surprise, the big boss and Wang Jiu were not inferior to Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai in both boxing and internal strength, and the four of them fought in the alley.

For a time, the fist wind was overflowing, and the gravel was flying. The surrounding sheds and shops were affected and in a mess.

Zheng Jirong pressed down the muzzle of Peng Yixing's raised gun and shook his head and said, "They are martial arts masters. It's a serious two-on-two fight. You are now interfering with them with a gun. Even if you win, they will complain about you."

Peng Yixing frowned slightly after hearing this, but still obediently put away the gun.

For him, the so-called martial arts masters are just those who can take two more shots than normal people. As for people like Zheng Jirong, he has automatically classified Brother Rong out of the human category.

Just as they were watching the show, the situation in the field had reached a white-hot state.

The mad Wang Jiu suddenly roared, his shirt shattered into pieces under the agitation of his true energy. His eyes were like torches, and facing Wen Tailai's thunderous fist, he shouted: "I will resist!"

"Bang!"

Wen Tailai's heavy punch hit Wang Jiu, but Wang Jiu was safe and sound, while Wen Tailai was knocked away by the rebound force.

Wang Jiu took the opportunity to pursue him, and his fists and kicks fell like raindrops on Wen Tailai. The latter was caught off guard and fell into a shop after being hit hard. He was bleeding from the mouth and stared at Wang Jiu in shock as he approached step by step.

"Hard Qigong?"

"It's a godsend!"

Wang Jiu responded proudly, then picked up the kitchen knife on the side and tried to chop at Wen Tailai.

However, a burst of bullets suddenly flew under his feet, blocking his way.

On the other side, Wu Liushou's battle with the big boss is coming to an end.

The big boss was already showing fatigue. He was beaten by Wu Liushou and was unable to fight back. He had received several punches on his body and could only barely parry.

Considering that the big boss is nearly 60 or 70 years old, and does not have the hard Qigong skills of Wang Jiu, it is normal that he cannot beat Wu Liushou, who although he looks mature, but his real age is only 30 years old.

"boom!"

After dozens of rounds, the exhausted big boss was hit in the chest by a series of punches from Wu Liu's hands. He was violently hit against the wall. His chest was sunken and he was vomiting blood. He was obviously very happy.

At this time, Wu Liushou, who had finished dealing with his opponent, also discovered the miserable condition of his junior brother. He screamed in pain and turned around to directly attack Wang Jiu, who was standing there and did not dare to move.

However, as soon as he took steps, a hand pressed on his shoulder.

"Take Alai to the hospital first. They are all traumatized, so the problem shouldn't be serious."

After explaining his hand, Zheng Jirong looked at Wang Jiu curiously.

"That move you just made was a hard Qigong move?"

At this time, Wang Jiu had long lost his previous arrogance. He showed a flattering smile and bowed: "I am a master of fighting, Mr. Zheng. I am invulnerable. I see that although you have many masters under your command, they are not like me." I know how to block the knife, how about you watch me change my ways and join Heliansheng."

"Um"

Zheng Jirong pondered for a moment and then nodded: "Okay, but I want to test your quality first."

Wang Jiu was overjoyed when he heard this. He didn't expect that not only would he survive the disaster, but he would also be able to climb onto Zhen Guanxi's lap. He patted his chest and said, "Boss, just give me your orders. I can try whatever you want!"

Zheng Jirong smiled, picked up the kitchen knife on the ground, weighed it a few times, bit his cigarette butt and replied: "You said you are invulnerable, then see if you can catch my knife. If you can, you will He is the one who controls Guanxi; if you can’t catch him”

"Hahaha, boss, don't worry!"

Hearing that he wanted to test his striking skills with a knife, Wang Jiu suddenly said with confidence: "Just hit me! You are the boss today, and I, Wang Jiu, will follow!"

Seeing how confident he was, Zheng Jirong shrugged and walked up to him with a knife.

Here, Wang Jiu also screamed a few times like a crazy man, then raised his right hand, put two fingers on his chest, and muttered something in his mouth: "The Immortal Chief has given me the true magic power, and a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers have shown their magical power. Immortals from all walks of life Listen to my orders and enter my mortal body as quickly as possible, I will do it!”

"Neuropathy"

Zheng Jirong shook his head, and the sword in his hand flashed, and the onlookers felt a cold light like a thunderbolt exploding in front of their eyes.

The next second, Wang Jiu's face, which was still in the master's fighting posture, froze, and a bone-deep wound was cut from his left shoulder to his right waist, and blood spurted out.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Wang Jiu's body was split into two pieces and fell into a pool of blood like a dead pig.

"It seems you can't stand it."

Zheng Jirong flicked the cigarette butt in his mouth at this kid. It was a waste to use the Qi Imperial Sword on this kid!