Happy Killing

Chapter 138

"What the hell, you're looking for death!" The younger brothers brought by the man got angry, and immediately drew out their pistols, aimed at Li Mubai and were about to shoot.

But it was too late.

Can they resist the wrath of God?

In the dead of night, only bursts of gunfire accompanied by constant screams were heard.

After a while, everyone's right arm was forcibly broken by the strange force, except Li Mubai, whose face was covered in blood, but with an indifferent expression, who looked extraordinarily creepy.

Seeing this, the four tigers behind frowned, and looked at Gong Ziyu one after another, "Don't kill him, first cripple his hands and feet, I'm going to stuff him into a medicine jar and play slowly," Gong Ziyu said with a cruel smile .

"Yes Yes Yes Yes!"

The four of them bowed to each other, and immediately jumped out to kill Li Mubai tacitly. They spread out the iron fans in their hands, and forty bee-tail needles shot at Li Mubai like pear blossoms raining on them.

"Hmph," Li Mubai snorted coldly, and grabbed the man on the ground.

"No, wait, wait, it's me!" The man's eyes widened, his face was pale, and his tone was extremely desperate.

In the next second, his whole body was pierced by forty bee-tail needles, and the poison exploded completely in less than a second, his whole body convulsed, foaming at the mouth.

"You are so cruel," one of the four tigers said coldly.

"You killed people, why blame me for hating, then what is your bargaining chip?"

"Our bargaining chip is our life, you have the ability to take it!" Yihu jumped out, the iron fan in his hand turned into a thunderbolt, when he suddenly appeared on Li Mubai's right, the iron fan had already been cut away at a frightening speed.

only……

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Li Mubai's cold eyes locked on him.

Yihu's face changed drastically, and the iron fan in his hand had already been released.

It's just that his pupils froze suddenly in the next second.

Although his iron fan is fast, Li Mu's white hand is even faster.

Only an afterimage flashed in front of him.

"Crack!" A huge fist hit his head hard, only the sound of bone breaking was heard, and suddenly a tiger shot out, fell at Gong Ziyu's feet and twitched all over.

"Looking for death!" At the same time, seeing the situation, the three tigers did not dare to be careless, and they all cooperated to attack Li Mubai.

Back, spin, jump!

Li Mubai, however, was like admiring flowers from a lantern, with his hands in his trouser pockets, easily dodging their fierce attacks.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes were fixed on Gong Ziyu, which made Gong Ziyu feel the breath of death, and the iron fan in his hand could not help but slowly opened.

"Zeng Aniu has lived a life of indifference to the world, and it must be because of you bandits that he has no choice but pins his hopes on me."

While avoiding the attack, Li Mubai said calmly to Gong Ziyu, "You know, sometimes order can't control you, only I can control you."

"Try it," Gong Ziyu sneered.

Suddenly Li Mubai's figure was fixed, only he swung three times with one hand at a frightening speed.

"Bang bang bang!" The next second, the three people who were just alive and well screamed, and they all fell to the ground, holding their shattered brains and dying of pain.

During the whole process, Zhang Zifeng only punched four times, and then it was over.

And now he wanted to throw a fifth punch, but the fifth punch was only raised slowly, aimed at Gong Ziyu, and said, "Where's your bargaining chip?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to afford my bargaining chip," Gong Ziyu said, "Do you really think you are very good?"

Seeing Li Mubai's silence, Gong Ziyu said proudly, "My young master was regarded as a genius at the age of 13, and became famous all over the world at the age of 19. It is precisely because I am Gong Ziyu that I can do whatever I want. What can you do to me?"

"This bargaining chip is not enough," Li Mubai said.

"What did you say?" Gong Ziyu was slightly taken aback.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a huge fist like a battle ax smashed at Gong Ziyu at a terrifying speed.

I don't know how much faster the strength and speed of this punch are than before.

Gong Ziyu was horrified that Li Mubai had hidden his strength.

The iron fan spread out in horror, and Gong Ziyu stood up immediately, who cares if he has a cleanliness?

His body sank, his feet exerted strength, his back straightened, and the iron fan in his hand blocked his front.

Gong Ziyu smiled ferociously, but he didn't dodge, so what if he just wanted to take a punch from you, Li Mubai?

"die!"

In the next second, Li Mubai's fifth punch completely exploded, forcibly hitting Gongzi Yu's proud iron fan.

"Bang!" There was a muffled groan, and only an afterimage was seen, like a kite with a broken string, hitting the ground heavily.

In the middle of the night, in Tiansheng City, which had been a sweltering day, it began to rain heavily.

Strips of bloodstains mixed with the rain spread out.

Li Mubai took a cigarette in his mouth, but it was quickly wet by the rain.

Under his feet was the iron fan that was smashed by his punch.

Gong Ziyu couldn't believe it until he died, that a single person's fist was more terrifying than the iron fan that his family was proud of.At this moment, his eyes were wide open, his chest was sunken because of Li Mubai's punch, and his face was full of shock.

The 13-year-old Gong Ziyu, who was so beautiful, is still lost now.

On the other hand, Li Mubai seemed extremely calm.

Gongzi Yu's eyes moved slightly as his breath became weaker, he looked at Li Mubai, and said unwillingly, "There are only a handful of iron fans who can break my son Yu, you and I are about the same age, but I didn't know there was such a number one person as you , who are you... so that I can fully understand."

"Since when did I say that I belong to Longhuqingshan?" Li Mubai said lightly.

After saying that, Li Mubai dragged his heavy body and left, while Gong Ziyu closed his eyes unwillingly.

……

In the middle of the night, Gong Ziyu's body was discovered.

Gong Ziyu is not a name, but a supreme title of the Duan family.

The Duan family hadn't had a genius worthy of the title of Gong Ziyu in the past hundred years, but now Duan Ruihu never thought that his beloved son had died tragically in Tiansheng City.

Duan Ruihu hugged Gong Ziyu's corpse in his arms sadly, a terrifying murderous intent burst out from his tiger's eyes.

"Find them all for me, even if I turn Tiansheng City upside down, I must find the person who killed my beloved son!"

At this time, a group of people in black raincoats stood on the scene, and they disappeared like ghosts in the darkness.

"Master, this... this matter has nothing to do with us," Yihu, who had broken his arm, knelt on the ground and said in horror.

"Shut up!" A roar resounded through the sky, with such a powerful vigor that the tiger spurted blood, "My son is dead, why don't you die."

"Master, I..."

"Everyone go down to accompany my son," Duan Ruihu waved away with one hand in grief, and slapped Yihu's chest, and flew out immediately, dying suddenly.

"My son, why didn't you listen to my advice? Do you know how many geniuses died in the cradle, and now that the Duan family has no son Yu, how can I explain to the ancestors of the Duan family. "

Duan Ruihu wailed loudly, without any of the former majesty as the boss of the Duan family.