Super Monk

"Death Feeling the intense crisis, the Dragon roared, bited his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. This blood was sprayed on the virtual shadow composed of blood light by that Luo, and the virtual shadow was full of evil power.

The blood light keeps rolling, almost trying to pull out Zhao Fugui's soul, but Zhao Fugui's body and soul have been melting together for a long time. Although the blood light is evil, it can't pull out Zhao Fugui's soul.

The Luo came down with blood light. Zhao Fugui's face was expressionless, but he still punched out. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Fugui's startling fist collided with the head of the Luo.

The sixth fist of Qibu bengtian fist collides with Luo's flying head. In a moment, the golden light and blood light soar. It seems that the void in the whole hall condenses. After a short stalemate, the golden light instantly penetrated the blood light and appeared in front of the head of that Zhiluo.

"Ah That Luo sends out a shrill scream, the blood light outside other people's head is instantly torn to pieces, and the strength of seven step heaven collapsing fist falls directly on his head.

That Luo showed a look of panic, he never thought he would lose, but Zhao Fugui's fist broke his flying head skill, let him deeply feel Zhao Fugui's terror. Cracks appeared on the head of that Zhiluo, who turned and fled.

Just a flash, the head of that Zhiluo fell back to his body, and then the body of that Zhiluo stood up intact. The head of that Zhi Luo combined with his body again. He turned around and wanted to run away. But just after taking a step, his body softened and immediately knelt on the ground.

A drop of blood from the crack of that Luo head slowly flowing out, he is like a piece of glass about to burst, at any time may become fragments.

"I'm not reconciled. I'm the first head lowering division in South Asia. My head lowering skills have reached the peak. How can I lose?" That Luo can't run away at all. He turns his head and stares at Zhao Fugui fiercely.

"There are only the strongest people in the world. There is no strongest martial arts. So is the technique of lowering the head. Even if you practice the technique of lowering your head to the top, you are just the strongest one. It doesn't mean you are the strongest one! " Zhao Fugui said lightly.

That Luo doesn't believe that he will lose. He has practiced the skill of lowering his head for decades. In order to practice it well, he has killed countless people and paid countless costs. Zhao Fugui is only in his twenties. Even if he began to practice from his mother's womb, how could he be stronger than him? But this is the reality. Today, it is his Luo who died, not Zhao Fugui.

"I'm not reconciled!" With a roar, the cracks on the head suddenly became more and more. Then, with a bang, the head of the Luo exploded, and all the brains and skulls were smashed into pieces, flying around the hall.

The headless body of Luo fell heavily on the ground. As soon as Zhao Fugui turned his eyes, he looked behind the hall. Wu Xiong had been hiding there before, but now he was gone. This guy must have run away at a bad time.

Just at this time, a gunshot suddenly sounded from the outside of the Wu's mansion. Zhao Fugui turned and walked outside. His pace seemed very slow, but the speed was amazing. It took only two or three breaths for Zhao Fugui to walk outside the Wu's mansion.

"Boss, the boy still wants to run. We've got him!" Outside the Wu family mansion, Wu Xiong's leg was injured. This guy wanted to drive away. Unexpectedly, they were waiting outside. As soon as they saw Wu Xiong, they shot him down.

"Mr. Zhao, I know I'm wrong. You don't remember villains. Please forgive me. I don't dare to be your enemy any more." Wu Xiong cried out in horror.

Before meeting Zhao Fugui, Wu Xiong never thought how powerful Zhao Fugui was. He thought that no matter how strong Zhao Fugui was, he was just like the famous boxers in the overseas Chinese circle. Although these boxers were strong, money could make them work hard. As long as there were enough people and guns, they could be killed.

We can see Zhao Fugui. After seeing that Zhao Fugui killed that Luo, Wu Xiong realized that Zhao Fugui was terrible and powerful. In front of such a strong man, what Huaqing Gang, what Wu family, what tens of billions of assets, and controlling one third of the red light district business in Britain, all these had no meaning at all in front of Zhao Fugui.

Wu Xiong doesn't want to take revenge on Zhao Fugui any more. He just wants to leave a dog alive. The Wu family still has a lot of money and a large business. As long as he can live, he can have what he wants and what is more important than living.

Wu Xiong kneels on the ground and kowtows to Zhao Fugui desperately. He doesn't look like a gangster at all. He's just a dog who wants to survive.

"If you want to kill me, you can set up a bureau to kill me. If you can't kill me, you will want to expose the matter if you don't want to be my enemy. Who do you think you are and what do you want?" Zhao Fugui walked slowly to Wu Xiong and said coldly.

"Mr. Zhao, listen to me, my Wu family has money and assets, and I'm willing to take a billion dollars. No, no, I'm willing to take a billion dollars every year from this year to honor Mr. Zhao. As long as my Wu family doesn't fall down, there will be a billion dollars for Mr. Zhao at the end of every year!" Wu Xiong cried out.

"One billion US dollars is more than six billion yuan. Not everyone can take out this huge sum of money. Moreover, our Wu family is deeply rooted in Europe. The Huaqing Gang is controlled by our Wu family, the Hong Gang is our backer, and the Rockefeller family. They are the masters of the dark world in Britain. They are also our friends. If I have an accident, they will surely avenge me, Mr. Zhao, although you are strong, you can never provoke them. ""Mr. Zhao, take the money and leave as if nothing happened. I promise that the Hong Gang and Rockefeller family will never trouble Mr. Zhao!"

Wu Xiong's eyes show hope. He thinks what he said is reasonable. As long as Zhao Fugui is not stupid, he will choose to take money and leave, instead of killing himself at the risk of offending Hong Gang and Rockefeller family.

"Boss, the Rockefeller family is indeed the first family in the dark world in Britain. Although I have never met any of them, I know they are powerful. If it is not necessary, it is better not to provoke them!" Hearing this, a little fear flashed in the eyes of the two fearless bears, and they quickly said to Zhao Fugui.

Wu Xiong's face showed a proud expression, with the Hong Gang and Rockefeller family as the backers. This is the reason why their Wu family has been standing for so many years. As long as they move out of these two backers, Wu Xiong believes that Zhao Fugui will never dare to kill him.

"Are you threatening me?" Zhao Fugui looks at Wu Xiong without expression. It's like looking at the dead. Wu Xiong has a cold war.