Chapter 435
"Hahaha"
Facing this dense mass of gun muzzles, before the big boss could speak, the man who had been following him only half a body suddenly burst out into a fit of maniacal laughter.
He turned to look at Zheng Jirong, who was playing with a lighter on the chair. Then, he suddenly pulled open his coat, and more than a dozen grenades were hanging on his body!
"I've long heard of your reputation for not following the rules in Guanxi. I didn't expect that when we first met, you wanted to kill me after we couldn't reach an agreement?"
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 ability, just shoot. At worst, everyone will be killed together!"
"Hahaha, open it! Why don't you open it? Don't you dare?!"
The man with the grenade next to him shook his head and laughed around, as if he was sure that no one would dare to act rashly.
Zheng Jirong glanced at this kid. He was wearing a fancy shirt, a Buddha statue around his neck, and his sunglasses were tightly attached to his face, leaving no gaps.
Where did this crazy guy come from?
He shook his head, then looked at the two of them and said in disappointment: "I thought you could use some tricks, but I didn't expect it to be this old trick."
"It's not a new trick, it just works." The big boss sneered at the corner of his mouth: "The space here is small. If more than a dozen grenades explode at the same time, even the iron in your town in Guanxi will be shattered here! Wang Jiu!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jiu quickly stretched his finger to the latch of the grenade, preparing to detonate it. He laughed wildly and shouted: "Hahahaha, we only have one life, and we will die when we die. You are a well-known rich man, you don't want to be buried with us!"
"Why do you guys always judge me by normal human standards?"
Zheng Jirong stood 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? If you laugh so hard, my wife is dead?"
Wang Jiu was stunned when he heard this, looked at him confused and said, "What did you say?"
"I said you can't laugh!"
The next second, there was a burst of even more crazy laughter. The sound was so strong that it actually formed golden sound waves in the air, approaching the big boss and others.
The originally confident big boss and others, after hearing this laughter, seemed to have been immobilized. They instantly froze in place, their minds confused, their bodies unable to move, and even the blood slowly flowing out of the seven orifices. Sleep.
"Snapped--!"
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground woke up the big boss who was still in a daze. He looked up and saw that all the men he had brought, including himself, were pushed to the ground one by one.
Wang Jiu, who looked crazy before, had all the dozen grenades hanging on his body removed. He was suppressed by several guards and could not move.
"Tsk tsk tsk"
Zheng Jirong approached leisurely, picked up the grenade on the ground, threw it gently and said calmly, "You have to have a begging attitude when asking for help. Look, isn't this attitude good now?"
He bent down and patted the big 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 still hang out on the road if I don't kill you?"
After that, he signaled to several guards, who immediately tightened the fat man's arms, preparing to drag him to a less crowded place and execute him directly.
What I have to say is that this big boss is really tough. After knowing that he was defeated, he did not kneel down and surrender like other high-end bosses. After he took a deep look at Zheng Jirong, he spoke very hard to a few people. He was held hostage by the guards and walked out of the store.
Zheng Jirong couldn't help but touch his chin in surprise when he saw this. Is this old guy so strong-willed?
However, just as he was thinking about it, a "boom" sound exploded, resounding throughout the alley.
The guards who were originally escorting the big boss were knocked away by his zhenqi. 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 force to shake away the guards who were grabbing him, and then threw two punches at lightning speed, knocking the two guards to the ground.
"court death!"
Upon seeing this, Brother Wu Liushou who was stationed at the door immediately flew out and stood in front of the big boss and Wang Jiu like two iron walls.
The two people's true energy surged, and their powerful fists and kicks instantly faced their opponents.
To everyone's expectation, the big boss and Wang Jiu were not inferior to Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai in terms of boxing skills and internal strength, and the four of them fought in the alley.
For a moment, the wind of fists was everywhere, gravel was flying, and the surrounding sheds and shops were affected, making it a mess.
Zheng Jirong pressed down the muzzle of Peng Yixing's raised gun, shook his head and said: "I am a master of martial arts, a serious two-on-two. If you stab me with a gun now, even if you win, they will still complain about you." ”
Peng Yixing frowned slightly after hearing this, but he still put the gun away obediently.
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 Rong Ge as a human being.
While they were watching the show on the sidelines, the situation in the stadium had reached a fever pitch.
Wang Jiu, who was like a lunatic from before, suddenly shouted loudly, and his shirt was shattered into pieces by the surge of zhenqi. His eyes were as bright as fire. Facing Wen Tailai's thunderous fist, he shouted lowly: "I support it!"
"Bang——!"
Wen Tailai's heavy punch hit Wang Jiu, but Wang Jiu was unharmed. Instead, Wen Tailai was thrown away by the force of the rebound.
Wang Jiu took the opportunity to pursue him, punching and kicking Wen Tailai like raindrops. The latter was caught off guard and fell into a store after being hit hard. Blood was flowing from his mouth, and he stared at Wang Jiu who was approaching step by step in shock.
"Hard Qigong?"
"It's a divine fight!"
Wang Jiu responded proudly, and then picked up a kitchen knife beside him and wanted to chop Wen Tailai.
However, a burst of dense bullets suddenly flew under his feet, blocking his way.
On the other side, the battle between Wu Liushou and the big boss was also coming to an end.
The big boss was already tired, and was beaten by Wu Liushou without any power to fight back. He had been hit several times and could only barely parry.
Considering that the big boss was nearly sixty or seventy years old and did not have the hard Qigong like Wang Jiu, it was normal that he could not beat Wu Liushou, who looked old but was only thirty years old.
"Bang!"
After dozens of rounds, the exhausted boss was hit in the chest by Wu Liushou's series of punches. He slammed against the wall violently, his chest sunken, and blood spitting out of his mouth. It was obvious that he was no longer happy.
At this time, Wu Liushou, who had defeated his opponent, also discovered the miserable state of his junior brother. He cried out in pain and turned his head to attack Wang Jiu, who was standing there and dared not move.
However, as soon as he took a step, a hand pressed on his shoulder.
"Take Alai to the hospital first. They are all external injuries. It shouldn't be a big problem."
After explaining A's hand, Zheng Jirong then looked at Wang Jiu curiously.
"Your move just now was hard Qigong?"
At this time, Wang Jiu had long lost his previous arrogance. He showed a flattering smile and bowed and said: "This is a divine attack, Mr. Zheng, invulnerable to swords and guns. I see that although you have many masters under your command, none of them can block swords like me. Otherwise, how about I turn over a new leaf and join He Liansheng."
"Well"
Zheng Jirong hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, but I want to test your quality first."
Wang Jiu was overjoyed when he heard this. He didn't expect that he would not only survive this time, but also climb up the thigh of Zhen Guanxi. He patted his chest and said: " Boss, just tell me what you want. I'll try whatever you want!"
Zheng Jirong smiled, picked up the kitchen knife on the ground, weighed it for a few times, and replied with a cigarette butt in his mouth: "You said you are invulnerable, so let's see if you can catch my knife. If you can, you will be my man in Guanxi in the future; if you can't..."
"Hahaha, don't worry, boss!"
Hearing that he wanted to test his magic with a knife, Wang Jiu immediately said with confidence: "Just chop me! Today, you are the boss, and I, Wang Jiu, will follow you!"
Seeing that he was so confident, Zheng Jirong shrugged and walked up to him with a knife.
Wang Jiu also screamed like a madman, then raised his right hand and put two fingers in front of his chest, muttering: "The immortal has bestowed true magic, and 100,000 heavenly soldiers have shown their magical powers. All immortals listen to my order, quickly enter my mortal body, the divine soldiers are as urgent as the law, I will resist!!!"
"Psychopath"
Zheng Jirong shook his head, and the knife in his hand flashed, and the onlookers only felt a thunder-like cold light exploding in front of their eyes.
The next second, Wang Jiu, who was still in a divine fighting posture, had a frozen face, and a deep wound that could be seen from the left shoulder to the right waist, and blood gushed out.
In the astonished eyes of the crowd, Wang Jiu's body was split into two, and he fell in a pool of blood like a dead pig.
"It seems you can't hold on."
Zheng Jirong flicked the cigarette butt in his mouth disdainfully on the kid. It was a waste to use the Qi-controlled knife on this kid!