Soon Su Xuan became quiet.

Suddenly I understood what Lu Wanji meant when she said, 'I'll teach you a lesson tonight'?

In the lobby of the villa.

The five people had their hands tied behind their backs, lined up neatly, and knelt on the ground in fear.

Uncle Dong, who was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, stood there with his hands behind his back and his eyes silently.

Lu Wanji's vision was as sharp as needles piercing her body.

She pointed from left to right.

"This person's name is Zhou Zhuli!"

"The boss of Nancheng Group, but he intercepted Zheng Jiuling six months ago and misappropriated nearly 50 million of his funds."

Zhou Zhuli's hair stood on end.

She shouted in an excited tone: "Lu Wanji, are you going to put me at odds with Zheng Jiuling?"

Su Xuan frowned.

He whispered: "Sister Ji, what are you going to do with them?"

Lu Wanji said calmly: "Back then, Zheng Jiuling had a chance to attack him, but because he couldn't bear to let him live, he cut the grass without eradicating the roots, so Zhou Zhuli later worked with Zheng Jiuling and swallowed 50 million in funds."

This sentence seemed like an order.

Uncle Dong standing next to Lu Wanji.

Suddenly he raised his hand and struck it, and the thunder struck him on the head, directly shattering Zhou Zhuli's skull.

‘Crack!’

The palm falls and the person dies.

Xia Ran stopped Zhou Zhuli's screams.

Su Xuan's eyes narrowed.

The hairs on my body stood up.

Lu Wanji's red lips parted slightly: "Remember, either you don't offend, or you get rid of the root cause."

She then pointed to the second person.

"This man's name is Wang Bing, the actual controller of Wang's Holdings. He acted behind the scenes and shorted one of my companies in Yuncheng."

"It cost me nine figures."

Lu Wanji is like a judge who decides life and death.

Every time she pointed at someone, Uncle Dong would slap him to death the next moment.

Su Xuan's scalp felt numb when he saw it.

Now is a society ruled by law. Even if everyone has any conflicts or grievances, they will follow the rules, sit down, exchange interests, and communicate to resolve them.

If it's more serious, the most it can do is make you bankrupt.

But Lu Wanji was not prepared to follow any rules tonight. In order to help Zheng Jiuling with his fists, she directly asked Uncle Dong to kill someone.

"His name is..."

Lu Wanji continued to speak.

Five people, four died instantly.

It was the last one's turn. This man was tall, with calm eyes, and he didn't look afraid at all.

Lu Wanji raised her red lips.

He asked the last person calmly: "Aren't you afraid?"

He snorted coldly: "Martial arts matters, martial arts matters, I, Ben Lei Quan, Wu Guanchao, have been famous for twelve years, and have become famous all over the Jincheng area of ​​Yannan Province."

"Tonight, I'm in trouble. But it's not that simple to kill me."

As soon as these words came out.

Su Xuan's face changed wildly, and when Lu Wanji looked at her in surprise, he hugged her.

Then he turned around and lay down on the sofa.

Su Xuan had no intention of enjoying the softness in his arms.

His whole body was tense because the moment Wu Guanchao spoke, the calm energy and blood in his body suddenly surged like the Yangtze River.

This is a martial arts master.

'Bang!'

The hemp rope tied around Wu Guanchao's wrist broke.

Just like a cheetah breaking free from its restraints, the strongest blow was prepared and struck, landing where Lu Wanji had been standing.

However, Su Xuan discovered that Uncle Dong was not slow to react either.

Even if he doesn't take action, Uncle Dong will protect Lu Wanji.

'boom!'

Uncle Dong and Wu Guanchao had a fist bump.

At the meeting point, there was a faint sound of explosions.

‘Da da!’ Wu Guanchao’s face flushed, he took a few steps back, as if he had seen a ghost, and screamed out.

"Master of Transformation Realm?"

"Guan Zhendong, have you entered the realm of transformation?"

Uncle Dong put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Wu Guanchao, I'll give you a chance. If you can defeat me in ten steps, I can let you leave alive tonight."

Su Xuan suddenly raised his head.

I saw Guan Zhendong's aura change, his eyes glaring, the majesty of a master overwhelming the entire audience.

In ten steps, the winner lives and the loser dies.

It was the first time that Su Xuan saw a strong martial artist take action.

Wu Guanchao moved his hands in the air as fast as lightning and as loud as thunder, moving his fists to change his shadow.

In one step, more than one punch was thrown?

There were more than seven or eight punches.

Facing Wu Guanchao's Thunder Fist, Dongshu easily dodged it.

"Guan Zhendong, my Ben Lei Quan pays attention to the overlapping of punches. The power of each punch is several times that of the previous one."

"Back then, I was practicing hard in the mountains and killed several tigers with the Thunderbolt Fist. Now that I have entered the martial arts realm, the inside and outside are integrated, both body and spirit are present. The superimposed power of the ninety-nine punches can damage the realm of transformation!"

Su Xuan was shocked inside.

There was too much noise about the fight between Wu Guanchao and Dong Shu.

The Persian handmade carpet spread on the floor suddenly shattered, and the vases and ashtrays placed on the table were rolled into the air and then shattered by the force of the fist.

The so-called boxing strength refers to some martial arts practitioners or special forces masters in the military. The whole body's strength is gathered in one place and punched out.

Before the fist hits your face, you feel the wind coming first.

Quan Jin is an advanced version of Quan Feng.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Guanchao took seven steps and was only three steps away from Uncle Dong.

In the last step, Wu Guanchao showed a smile on his face and thought with confidence: "I can hurt Guan Zhendong with this punch."

The result was a 'click'.

Uncle Dong grabbed Wu Guanchao's wrist with his bare hands and squeezed it firmly in his palm.

'hiss!'

Wu Guanchao took a deep breath.

His fists were full of energy and his breath was like needles. After knocking Uncle Dong away, he turned around and jumped towards the door of the villa without any hesitation.

This jump alone is five to six meters.

Even more exaggerated than the long jump champion.

Guan Zhendong put his hands behind his back again and looked at Wu Guanchao who had fled behind the door.

sneered:

"Wu Guanchao, during these ten steps, you punched me ninety-nine times, but not one of them hurt me."

"How about I give you a blow now?"

Immediately afterwards, I saw Guan Zhendong's chest suddenly bulging high, as if a breath was flowing down his chest, squeezing through his throat, and spitting out through his mouth.
To be continued...