The most powerful lottery system

Chapter 653 Robbery of the Treasure House
The gate of the treasure house is made of copper, it is as one piece, as bright as daylight, it seems to weigh tens of thousands of catties, and it is difficult to shake.

But with some exploration of the divine sense, one can clearly find out where the organ is, and press the organ without hesitation.

The copper gate, accompanied by a rumbling sound, slid open to both sides, revealing the treasures accumulated by the Hong Gang for thousands of years inside.

Whether it was the Chinese people back then, or the American people who came to San Francisco later, no one can shake their treasures. It can be said that the country is rich and superpower.

If he wants to fight economic warfare and build space battleships, what he needs most is money. Now that he has Hongbang's treasury, it means that he has no worries about the future, and the ideas in his heart will be realized one by one.

With a smile on his face, he walked in calmly, without any fluctuation in his expression, as if he had arrived at his own home.

I saw countless stainless steel and iron shelves around, on which were placed exquisite porcelain, simple copper ware, jade ware, etc. The treasures were endless and worth thousands of gold.

On the ground, several large boxes were open, and countless golds were neatly arranged, emitting golden light, which made people unable to move their eyes.

These are nothing, there are more than a dozen boxes inside, gold ingots, jewelry, like garbage, piled up indiscriminately.

Even if it is the Federal Reserve, it may not be as valuable as it is here, and it may not have so much gold.

Absolutely unimaginable wealth.

Su Ming waved his hand, he didn't even look at it, he ignored the poison arranged above, and directly put it into the space.

"Bold maniac, who are you!"

"Naughty beast, let go of my Hong Gang treasure!"

"Boy, hand it over immediately!"

There are six god generals around the treasure house, each of them is thin and dry, with thinning hair and haggard spirit.

Sensing Su Ming's intention, he thought he would be afraid of the poison and would not move around, but he took them all away with a wave of his hand.

In an instant, everyone was furious and roared.

They guarded this place for hundreds of years, but they never dared to move a little bit, but they were snatched away, and they couldn't accept anything they said.

That is the accumulation of the Hong Gang for thousands of years.

"It's strange, you are all god generals, you must have filled your own god general space with treasures, otherwise why don't you move? Since you can't carry it anymore, is there anything wrong with me helping you?"

A faint smile bloomed on Su Ming's face, and he said casually.

But they kept moving, not only took away all the gold bars and jewelry, but also took away antique calligraphy and paintings, porcelain and bronze wares.

"Boy, you are courting death! Hundred Steps Divine Fist!"

Among them, the oldest old man had lost all his hair, but his temper was the most irritable. After listening to Su Ming's words, he directly punched him.

The true essence condensed and turned into a hill-like fist, hitting Su Ming who was holding the porcelain.

The speed is so fast that it is almost impossible to avoid.

"Trash punch!"

Su Ming glanced at it disdainfully, and then punched him lightly in return.

In an instant, strong winds roared, and the entire treasure house almost turned into a sea of ​​strong winds.

"bang bang bang..."

"Crackling!"

The stainless steel shelves were all deformed and smashed against the surrounding walls.

Fortunately, Su Ming was fast enough to put away all the antiques without being damaged, otherwise he would die of distress.

"what……"

The old man who made the shot had his fist shattered and turned into a bloody mess, looking very miserable.

The hoarse voice was extremely harsh.

The face covered with age spots was full of shock and disbelief.

Many years old general, powerful and boundless, in the first round of the fight, he was seriously injured, he couldn't believe it.

"Boy, who are you, take out the things, or you will die!"

The rest of the generals, one by one, came out of the retreat and stood in front of Su Ming.

All qi and blood are withered, skinny, and age spots are all over the skin.

Withered and yellow hair, there are not a few left, floating in the wind, as if it could fall off at any time.The eye sockets are deep-set, and they look like ghosts. Even the timid can be scared to death by their ghostly appearance.

"A bunch of rubbish, you still want to stop me from going out? Are you tired of your work! Come forward and lead me to death!"

At this time, Chi Naisai saw Su Ming punching out a huge hole directly on the top of the treasure house. His figure was like smoke, and accompanied by the wind of his fist, he flew out of the hole, stood in the air, and shouted loudly .

In an instant, the six old men, no matter how many there were, rushed up and surrounded him.

"Ge Lao, did he take out all his things? Why didn't he die?"

The old man who was fighting with Jiang Jinfu saw Su Ming appearing again, and there were six elders guarding the pavilion, and immediately shouted to the six old men.

"Yes, he took them all out!"

The old man whose right fist shattered roared angrily.

He was clearly an aggressor, yet he was so arrogant that his chest exploded with anger.

"I got your acquiescence, don't say I robbed it! You all pretended to be full, and naturally the rest is mine. It's not that I split half of the meeting, it's already very good!"

Su Ming's face was neither red nor pale, arguing with them.

The six of them were about to cry, and they had never seen such a shameless person.

Obviously he took everything, but he framed everyone and even split half of the meeting.

Divide your head!

In an instant, the six people were all irritated, they didn't care about other thoughts, and they took action regardless of the exhaustion of their lives.

"Hundred Step Divine Fist!"

"Thunderstorm!"

"The sword demon is alive!"

"Blood waves!"

"Thousands of people beheaded!"

"Bone Palm!"

In an instant, six low growls resounded through the sky, and the six generals shot at Su Ming in unison.

A huge boundless fist, flashing bright golden light, rushed towards Su Ming.

A weak and boneless black palm rushed over with a devilish aura.

A bright knife light, with thousands of heads wrapped around it, surrounded Su Ming.

……

In an instant, six people attacked from six directions and surrounded Su Ming.

There is no way to enter the sky, and all directions are blocked.

"Hahaha, just you group of old people who are half buried in the loess still want to fight me. Since you want to be buried in the ground, let's send you on your way!"

Su Ming laughed wildly, with an unimaginable aura permeating his body.

In an instant, the qi and blood smoke combined with the body, turning into a god emperor, standing proudly between the heaven and the earth.

Endless brilliance bloomed outside the body, like an abyss like a prison, and the fists of both hands opened and closed, colliding with six people respectively.

The majestic royal coercion on the body makes the oppressor almost breathless, almost worshiping.

No matter who it is, they dare not move easily at this moment, for fear of being severely oppressed and fall to the ground.

"Oh!"

It collided with the huge fist in the void, and in an instant, the huge golden fist turned into a boundless air current and rolled back to the old man.

If it wasn't for his quick dodge, the left fist would have been shattered into pieces and flying all over the sky.

"It's just a knife light, watch me break you!"

Su Ming punched again, and collided with the light of the knife wrapped around the head.

The confrontation between flesh fists and blade light.

"Rumble..."

Accompanied by the violent collision, the heads of thousands of people were all shattered, and the light of the sword was cut off, forming a soaring airflow, sweeping away everything around them.

"what……"

The old man didn't expect that Su Ming would dare to fight head-on, and his body turned into a kite, flew several hundred meters, spit out a few big mouthfuls of blood, and barely stabilized his body.

Su Ming ignored him, and hit him again with his fist.

(End of this chapter)