Zhou Zihao was 1.8 meters tall and was photographed so shockingly.

He screamed and his head was bleeding and he retreated.

"Tell me the fuck."

"Where is your artery?"

Su Xuan's face was as gloomy as water.

The shovel in his hand showed no mercy, which made Zhou Zihao sit on the ground.

Everyone saw that Brother Hao was bleeding from his head and soon lay on the ground and dying.

Su Xuan threw away the shovel, stood in front of Brother Hao, turned around and spoke to Dean Tang: "Director Tang, you lead the children in."

Dean Tang looked full of joy: "Xiao Xuan, is it you?"

Su Xuan nodded:

"Go in and call the police."

"Let the public handle this."

With the help of volunteers, Dean Tang took the children back to the orphanage.

Zhou Zihao got up from the ground in pain, looked at the blood on his hands, and sneered: "Where did you come from the idea? I'm afraid of my life. How dare I fight against me, Zhou Zihao?"

"If you don't have these children as talismans, I'm going to let you die today."

Zhou Zihao waved his hand: "Crush him to death."

Su Xuan smiled at Zhou Zihao: "Without these few children, it means I have no worries."

Zhou Zihao was stunned.

Then he spoke: "Kill him for me."

Next.

Everyone saw the most incredible scene in their lives.

Su Xuan stepped on the excavator and his whole body rose into the air, jumping several meters high, and a few stones in his hand flew out with a "swoosh".

‘Bang bang!’

The windshields of seven or eight excavators were all blown up like bullets.

The driver covered his head and screamed. The broken glass was like a sharp blade, cutting holes on their faces.

Blood surging like a spring.

"Damn!"

"A martial arts master?"

The younger brothers who came from behind Zhou Zihao were dumbfounded and shouted out.

Shocked!

Frightened!

Unbelievable!

How could a person step on the excavator's excavator's pocket and jump to a height of seven or eight meters?

After practicing to the first level of the Ice Skin of the Creation and Eternal Life Art, you will be able to achieve perfection.

Su Xuan took the first move.

His figure floated to the ground, and people nearby heard the blood flowing in Su Xuan's body like a rushing river.

The spiritual energy is infused with all limbs and bones, filling every corner of the body.

The pores of the body are opened together.

In the palm of your fingers, you will be sprayed like a needle.

"Kill him for me."

Brother Hao quickly reacted and shouted.

Opposite Su Xuan, more than 300 people were crowded with darkness, as if a tide was coming.

Su Xuan showed no mercy and punched him. The young man in front of him screamed and knocked down his companion behind him.

‘Scratch!’

A man has a broken sternum.

The internal organs were displaced on the spot, and they were seriously injured and fainted.

Zhou Zihao's pupils shrank.

I discovered that Su Xuan's kung fu did not have any fancy moves, and each attack was simple and decisive, and he was completely aiming to hurt and kill people.

A trace of enlightenment rose in his head.

Kung Fu skills are killing skills!

‘Smack!’

Some people kept flying backwards, and Su Xuan changed his shape, like a fish in water, and his body was ethereal.

More than 300 people surrounded him, but there was no trace of Su Xuan's corner of his clothes.

In a few minutes, sixty or seventy people were lying on the ground, with their hands and feet broken, and there was a wailing scene.

Su Xuan is too strong.

He punched it out, no matter how strong his body was, he flew out on the spot.

Looking at the scene in front of you, a trace of absurd thought suddenly appeared in Brother Hao's head.

There are more than 300 people, so why can't they beat this person?

‘Da da!’

Zhou Zihao's teeth began to tremble.

Today I mentioned iron plate.

He had followed Brother Li to have dinner with a big boss from Hong Kong Island.

At that time, there was a bodyguard beside the boss of the Hong Kong Island, known as the master of Rage Dragon Boxing.

With ten fingers, you can pinch gold and break iron, raise a large millstone weighing one or two hundred pounds with one hand, and you can fight a hundred with bare hands.

It seems to be called a martial arts master?

Su Xuan's fingers and palms were intersecting, his steps changed, and his spiritual energy whistled in his body. Every step he took would step on the ground.

No matter where you go, a blank area will appear around you.

Everyone around had already been so scared that their legs were weak and they didn't dare to rush forward.

"Oh My God."

"I haven't seen anyone who can beat me so hard, and I don't blink for a moment. Wouldn't his eyes do it?"

Someone spoke tremblingly.

Zhou Zihao said in a deep voice: "I don't believe it. He can beat us up by himself."

"Get on it with me and crush him to death."

Zhou Zihao was in a mess and screamed.

The 300 people just now have almost 100 people sank to the ground and have no chance to stand up again.

People kept lying on the ground.

The person standing near Su Xuan vaguely felt that every step Su Xuan took, the ground would vibrate slightly.

In the fist and palm, the air burst.

It seems like a thousand things are rushing, and they are as angry as tigers.

"One hundred!"

Someone exclaimed.

Immediately afterwards.

"One hundred and fifty!"

"Brother Hao, let's run away quickly, we've encountered a tough guy."

Half an hour later.

"Two hundred!"

This sound seemed like a ghost.

Looking at Su Xuan's gaze again, it's like looking at ghosts and gods.
To be continued...