those years of rebirth

Except for Ma Jungui who probably guessed what happened, no one else knew what happened.

Why was Ma Chao sent flying out of thin air?

Moreover, after flying out, it flew higher and higher, and directly hit the plaque on the gate, smashing the gold-encrusted plaque, and then fell to the ground with a bang, but there was no sound, and it could only be bullied a little. It can be seen on the chest that it may still be alive.

"you~"

Ma Jungui was furious, but what was more in his heart was fear. He knew that he had misjudged himself.

Wang Hengxiao is even more powerful than the legends. I'm afraid it's not just as simple as a mythical realm.

At that moment just now, Ma Jungui knew that Wang Hengxiao didn't make a move, but condensed a layer of stellar energy out of thin air in front of him to block Ma Chao's punch. It is unknown whether Ma Chao was beaten to death.

With such strength, he is indeed a master of mythology.

"What?" Wang Hengxiao looked at Ma Jungui and said, "Is it the same as what you said just now, you can catch my people, but I can't do anything to you. Now, your people can beat me, but I can't fight back? "

"Is that what you're saying?"

Wang Hengxiao was condescending.

Ma Jungui said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is a master of mythology, so bullying juniors like this, I'm afraid it can't be justified."

"I bully the junior? Did you see me do it?"

Wang Hengxiao asked back.

Ma Jungui and the others were startled. Indeed, Wang Hengxiao didn't even move a hand, and it was Ma Chao who did it first.

"And, even if I bully you, so what?"

Wang Hengxiao took a step forward, unleashing the aura of a powerful warrior, completely different from the harmless young man just now.

Ma Jungui and the others were shocked by the huge pressure of Qi and blood. The Qi and blood in their bodies almost stagnated, and their heartbeat accelerated several times, but it still could not be relieved.

"I came to Nanyang this time, not to negotiate with anyone, nor to do charity."

Wang Hengxiao said indifferently: "Your Ma family, either disappear from now on, or come up with an answer that satisfies me."

"I, Wang Hengxiao, always do what I say."

Ma Jungui, the master who held the pinnacle of alchemy, bowed his head like a child in front of Wang Hengxiao at this time. Ma Liang and Ma Bin behind him were even more unbearable. Did not lie directly on the ground.

The trend has come!

At this time, Ma Jungui only had this sentence in his mind, Wang Hengxiao's general trend has been achieved, and no one can stop him from going south with the general trend at this time, if he is not careful, blood will flow into rivers.

"I, I will send someone to invite my elder brother and father back. You, can you wait at the manor for a day?"

Seeing Wang Hengxiao's formidable strength, Ma Jungui didn't have the confidence to talk back to Wang Hengxiao at this time, and said with a very respectful attitude: "At most one day, they will come back."

Wang Hengxiao shook his head, looked at Ma Jungui indifferently, and said, "I will teach you a lesson."

When Wang Hengxiao waved his hand, Ma Jungui felt his body tremble instantly, a force penetrated into his body through the air, the tendons and joints in his body were shattered, and his body immediately lay on the ground.

"You, you are so cruel."

From the beginning to the end, Ma Jungui didn't even make a single move, and his cultivation base was immediately abolished. It can be said that the hatred in his heart is comparable to that of Jiang He. He stared at Wang Hengxiao and said in a deep voice, "You will die badly."

Wang Hengxiao shook his head, he had nothing to argue with these people, turned around and walked outside, Gao Long, Li Zekai, and Harry hurriedly followed.

Ma Liang and Ma Bin just stood up from the ground, covered in sweat and soaked through their clothes, they went forward to help Ma Jungui up, but Ma Jungui's joints and tendons were all broken, and he couldn't use any strength. How can we stand up?

"Second uncle, you, you are..."

Ma Liang was closest to Ma Jungui, and when he saw Ma Jungui's appearance, he burst into tears.

Ma Jungui opened his eyes, sighed and said, "Hey, it's my fate, and my Ma family is a little anxious. I should have killed that foreign devil that day."

"Second Uncle, I want to avenge you."

Ma Bin said harshly.

There was a hint of disdain and disappointment in Ma Jungui's eyes, and he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I have no chance to avenge this revenge. Let's see if God will help me avenge him. This person has already passed through the gods, knows blessings and disasters, and can seek good fortune and avoid evil, unless I want to die, otherwise I can only wait for him to die of old age."

"It is said that Wang Hengxiao of the Western Regions stepped into the myth, and they all thought it was a rumor, but in fact he belittled it. His realm is not as simple as a myth. I am afraid that he can be regarded as the number one master in the world, and he is better than our ancestor Fu Quan. How much more powerful you are.”

Ma Jungui was able to say these words and brought out his ancestors. It can be seen that Wang Hengxiao shocked him quite a lot. He is a martial artist at the peak of Baodan, and he understands it very deeply. He didn't even have a chance to make a move in front of him.Back then, he fought against Mr. Cun Zhou, who had half a foot in the myth, and Mr. Cun Zhou never put him under such great pressure.

"Then what should we do? We can't just let that guy smash down the door of our Ma family."

Ma Liang said eagerly: "When uncle and grandpa come back, there must be a way to deal with him."

Ma Jungui shook his head slightly, and said nothing. He knew that Wang Hengxiao was not just a single person, and the power behind him was terrifying.

The two young men didn't say much, and hurriedly called someone to clean up, carried Ma Jungui back, and asked the best doctor to treat him.

The total population of Malaysia is only about 2000 million, and almost a quarter of them are Chinese, which is higher than that of Indonesia.In these countries in Southeast Asia, there are more or less Chinese people, and Chinese people can often be seen in the streets and alleys. It can be seen how many Chinese people went south to escape the military disaster.

Today, there are not hundreds of millions of Chinese in Nanyang, but 8000 to [-] million.

"Harry, take me to meet the underground black boxers here."

Wang Hengxiao suddenly said with great interest: "By the way, let's see who is the one who taught you boxing."

Among the foreign races, there are very few people who learn martial arts, even fewer can learn the essence, and even fewer can cultivate to a very high level after learning the essence.

The most powerful Wang Hengxiao has ever seen is that Hill. A foreigner who can practice the most difficult Taijiquan to the level of Baodan is amazing and brilliant, but he has died in Wang Hengxiao's hands.

Harry is definitely not that kind of very smart genius. He can learn the essence. Apart from hard work, maybe the person who taught boxing also has some skills.

"it is good!"

Harry's words became very few, even if Wang Hengxiao didn't ask him, he didn't dare to speak, because he still didn't know what Wang Hengxiao would do with him, he was still alive, did Wang Hengxiao forget his existence Well, if he reminded Wang Hengxiao that he was still alive when he spoke, wouldn't it be self-inflicted?

Harry drove the car, and there were many tropical plants on both sides of the road, which made Wang Hengxiao feel uncomfortable for a while.

Heck, the car stopped at the gate of a manor. This manor was much simpler than Ma's manor. It was surrounded by a circle of fences. The gates were just two wooden doors, and no one guarded them.

But Harry didn't go in through the gate. Instead, he circled around and came to a jungle behind. There was a car parked here, and cheers came from inside.

Harry respectfully opened the car door for Wang Hengxiao.

Gao Long and Li Zekai were a little uncomfortable with the atmosphere here, but their hearts were excited and trembling at this moment.

"Harry, what are you doing here?"

The two guards at the door directly stopped them, staring at Harry with very unfriendly eyes.

Harry said in a deep voice: "I can go, and I can come back naturally, you two idiots."

The two of them rushed towards Harry directly, their movements were grappling hands, which seemed to be learned before, and they grabbed towards Harry's shoulders and arms.

Harry practiced gossip, he first drew a semicircle with his feet, turned his body, and then slapped one person on the shoulder with his palm, and the two collided with each other immediately, hitting the stake together, screaming.

Immediately startled the people inside.

Wang Hengxiao frowned slightly, but then the brows disappeared. It seems that Harry and the people here are not very harmonious.

More than a dozen security guards with sticks rushed over, each of them had a fierce face. Judging from their faces, they were almost all local aborigines, and none of them were Chinese.

Harry took out a pistol from his pocket, and shot two shots at the two people rushing over. The people behind were frightened for a while, no one dared to come up, but they still surrounded the surrounding fiercely, and the two ran inside Go, I think it's to move the rescuers.

"Aha...it's Harry, what kind of wind brought you here today?"

A large group of people came out of it, led by a bald black man wearing sunglasses, who spoke fluent Chinese, and looked very discordant.

Behind him were more than a dozen bodyguards, and a large group of extras who could tell they were the audience at a glance. They were a little excited and a little frustrated, but even if they were depressed, there was excitement in their eyes. It seemed that they had just watched a boxing match. Those who lost money were also excited to see such an exciting boxing match.

The real underground black boxing in Southeast Asia is full of blood. Even if people die in the ring, it is a common occurrence. The real fists are cruel to the flesh.

In comparison, the underground black boxing in Europe and the United States is not so cruel.

Because the underground black boxing in Southeast Asia is full of Chinese masters who have practiced martial arts. When they strike, they often have extremely powerful internal strength. When they explode, they will either die or be disabled in an instant.

And in those European and American arenas, it looks like the muscles are flying, and the punches to the flesh are very exciting, but in fact, the punches hit the muscles, basically there is not much real damage.

"I still remember that time, in order to save you, your friend let you escape from me and sacrificed himself. Now you still have the guts to come back, just because you have a gun in your hand?"

The big black man smiled disdainfully.

The spectators around also looked curiously. (To be continued.)