"My God, what's going on?" The two captains and the police took a cold breath. They felt a chill rising from the bottom of their feet and flying to the top of their heads. They all had a cold war.
"Who is this man? He, he, I saw just now that he just flicked his finger. How did those people lose their heads? " The captain murmured in horror.
"He's better than many American Super fighters in the movie!" The Deputy captain swallowed his saliva and said difficultly that if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe what he saw.
"Is he, is he those people?" The police officer murmured that he knew nothing about Zhenwu circle at his level, but he used to drink with a special comrade in arms in a higher level unit. After drinking too much, the comrade occasionally mentioned something about Zhenwu circle, which was too strange. At that time, the police officer only talked about it for sake of wine, but now they understand that it's probably true.
"Those people? Who are they? " The captain and vice captain asked at the same time when they heard the police. But the police officer shook his head. I'm afraid they can't say anything casually. If they see this today, they may be in trouble.
"It seems that you can't kill me if you count on these rubbish!" Zhao Fugui raised his wrist and looked at the time. Chen Yihan said he would come to meet him, but he hasn't come yet. I don't know if there is a problem or the traffic in Shangjing is still very heavy up to now.
"You, you!" Wang Jiancheng didn't expect that Zhao Fugui was so powerful. He killed four of his shooters in an unpredictable way. At this moment, he realized that Zhao Fugui must be a member of Zhenwu circle. However, Wang Jiancheng had seen the big wind and waves, and he could barely keep calm. He said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect you to be an expert in Zhenwu circle, but my Wang family is a Presbyterian family. Since you are a member of the Presbyterian Council, you probably don't know the Presbyterian Council, do you?"
"Since you are a strong man, but our king's family is a Presbyterian family, and the master's family is an elder of the Presbyterian society. You hurt my son and my wife like this. Even if you are a strong man, the Presbyterian society will not give up!" Wang Jiancheng said in a deep voice, "but if you can promise me a condition, I can decide this matter. I won't let the Presbyterian Council know, so that you won't be punished by the Presbyterian Council!"
"Oh, what conditions do you have?" With a flash of cold light in his eyes, Zhao Fugui looks at Wang Jiancheng and asks, the master behind this guy is actually the Presbyterian family. Is it true that the enemies don't get together.
"Since you are a master of real martial arts, you can give me a real martial arts of the Wang family. If you hurt my son, beat my wife and kill my subordinates, Wang Jiancheng will take it as if it never happened. I promise that the Presbyterian Council will never interfere!" Wang Jiancheng said with a flash of greed in his eyes.
He thinks what he said is reasonable. According to the information he got from his understanding of Zhenwu circle, which Zhenwu family in Zhenwu circle is not afraid of the Presbyterian Council? Who dares not face the Presbyterian? Once it comes to the Zhenwu family, any family has to bow down and admit it. Although his royal family is just an outdoor family of a Presbyterian family, they only make white gloves to collect money for the master's family, but they also have the name of Presbyterian family. Who dares not give face?
Although the master may not be in charge of this matter, the young man certainly does not know. Although this kind of young man doesn't know the superiority of heaven and earth, and offends others recklessly, he must have been scared and shivering in the face of the Presbyterian reputation. It's not that he can do whatever he says.
It's almost impossible for the outside families in Zhenwu circle to get Zhenwu inheritance. Wang Jiancheng is ambitious and always wants to build the Wang family into Zhenwu family. Now the opportunity finally comes. Wang Jiancheng looks at Zhao Fugui confidently, but Zhao Fugui is scared and agrees to his request immediately.
"How dare the Presbyterian Council ask me about Zhao Fugui?" Zhao Fugui said with a sneer. Wang Jiancheng's face changed greatly. He didn't expect Zhao Fugui to say that.
"What do you mean? Are you not afraid of the Presbyterian punishment? " As soon as Wang Jiancheng's face changed, he realized that it was not good. He yelled loudly.
"The Presbyterian Council is nothing. I came to Beijing today, and I just want to go to the Presbyterian Council to finish something at all!" Zhao Fugui light said, "since you know the Presbyterian, then take me to a trip!"
"What?" Wang Jiancheng's mouth has grown and he has been completely stunned. Doesn't he say that the Presbyterian Council is the highest authority of Zhenwu circle? It's similar to the existence of the Wulin alliance leader. Who dares not listen to the orders of the Presbyterian Council in such a big circle? But what's the matter with this man? He is not afraid of the Presbyterian Council, and seems to want to go to the Presbyterian Council for trouble.
Wang Jiancheng already felt that his brain could not turn around at all, and there was only a blank in his whole brain.
"Xiao Wang, what's the matter? How did my cousin get hit like this? Who did it? " Just at this time, a dignified voice sounded. A middle-aged man with hands and Tang clothes came over under the escort of several people and asked. Seeing the miserable appearance of the middle-aged woman, he immediately frowned and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"Master!" As soon as Wang Jiancheng looked back at the middle-aged man, he was very happy. He trotted all the way to him and said excitedly, "the master of the family is the one who was hurt by this boy. He not only hurt people, but also said that he wanted to go to the Presbyterian Council for trouble. He really didn't know what to do!""What? Who else? Who is crazy and dares to trouble the Presbyterian Council? Why does he dare to challenge the Presbyterian Council? " Ren Feng said, laughing and crying.
"It seems you are not a cat or a dog!" Zhao Fugui took a light look at Ren Feng and walked to him leisurely. He said as he walked.
"The sword spirit is not bad. It seems that you are also a member of Zhenwu circle. It's the son of a family who goes out for a walk. I'll teach you a lesson for your family today, so that you can know that Shangjing is not a place where local bumpkins can go wild!" Ren Feng looked at Zhao Fugui and said with a proud face that the momentum of the guard behind him was shocked, and the powerful momentum sent out, directly protecting Ren Feng behind him.
"Zhongzhou, Zhao Fugui!" Zhao Fugui said lightly.
"Zhao, Zhao Fugui?" Ren Feng's face suddenly changed, showing a look of panic. Even if the Chinese Zhenwu circle doesn't know Zhao Fugui, how many of them haven't heard Zhao Fugui's name? In particular, the Presbyterian family in Shangjing knew all about Zhao Fugui and called him the God of killing.
"It seems you know me!"
"Zhao, Zhao myth is joking. Who in Zhenwu circle doesn't know the prestige of Zhao myth?" Ren Feng stammered, and then quickly called out "quick, see Zhao mythology immediately!"