Chapter 62

Zhou Hao stood up from the sofa and ran to the door to have a look. Then he stepped back with a look of panic.

"Dead, dead, Dad, a long, some of them are dead, all of them are dead."

Zhou Hao's mouth was trembling and his whole body was trembling. In his heart, ah long, these people are all masters. Now these people's eyes are round and their necks are askew to the side. They can't die any more. How can he not be afraid of this.

"I'm sorry, when I came in, these guys wanted to block me, so I solved them. You don't care, Mr. Zhou." Sulo said softly, as if telling a common thing.

"Suluo, it seems that I underestimate you. The famous son-in-law of the Lin family is actually a warrior. If it's spread out, I'm afraid the whole China Sea will shake. It's a pity that you shouldn't be here tonight."

Zhou Anshan seems to feel something, the corner of his mouth gradually more a trace of fierce smile.

Because I don't know when, an old man in plain clothes appeared at the door, standing with Zhou Hao, staring at Suluo indifferently.

This old man is Huang Lao in Zhou Anshan's mouth. His name is Huang Guanghe. He is worshipped by the Zhou family. He is a warrior in the condensate gas field.

"Mr. Huang, you're here. Come on, teach me a lesson. I want him to live rather than die." Zhou Hao in see Huang Guanghe, as if found the backbone, roared.

"Huang Lao, it's up to you."

Zhou Anshan nodded to the old man Huang Guanghe.

"Master, leave it to me."

Huang Guanghe nodded, carried his hands, and walked towards Suluo step by step. His eyes were calm, just like an expert in the world.

"Young man, you shouldn't come to this place. I hope you won't be too rampant in the next life."

Huang Guanghe's tone is superior, and he looks like the elder teaches the younger.

Sulo was a little speechless and said in a cold voice, "really? I'll also give you this sentence. When you are reincarnated in your life, don't rely on the old to sell the old. "

"Young man, today I will teach you a lesson for your parents."

Huang Guanghe was stunned, and then his face was cold, and his real Qi suddenly rose up to suppress Su Luo.

Since he stepped into the condensing gas field, no one in Zhonghai respects him. Even the people of the four families dare not be too presumptuous in front of him.

It's unreasonable that a younger generation of Suluo should dare to speak wildly.

Suluo, who has been sitting on the sofa, doesn't seem to feel the momentum of repression. He has a smile at the corner of his mouth. He shakes his wrist gently with a teacup. A drop of water splashes out and turns into a meteor, roaring towards the huangguanghe river.

"Whew!"

This drop of water penetrates the void and blows on Huang Guanghe's body.

"Bang!"

Huang Guanghe didn't even have a chance to react. He was hit by a speeding truck. He flew out and hit a pillar in the hall. A mouthful of scarlet blood came out of his mouth and fell on the ground, which was particularly shocking.

In one move, Huang Guanghe lost!

It's so quiet that you can hear a pin when it falls on the ground.

Zhou Anshan and Zhou Hao seem to be telling the truth and stay on the spot!

They never dreamed that Huang Guanghe, who has always been powerful and incomparable, was defeated!

And so thoroughly defeated, even the other side sat on the sofa did not move, a drop of water will be the strongest card to beat the Zhou family.

What the hell is going on.

Compared with the shock of Zhou Anshan and his son, Huang Guanghe was even more frightened. He looked at Suluo with a look of extreme fear.

When that drop of water hit him, he felt that it was not a drop of water, but a high mountain. He had no power to resist and was blown out in an instant.

Even at that moment, a violent force burst into his body, instantly tore all his true Qi to pieces, and his viscera suffered a devastating blow.

If he had not been a warrior in the state of condensing Qi, and his vitality was far more than that of ordinary people, he would have been killed by Suluo's blow just now.

Rao is so, his internal organs are broken, only one breath left.

Under a single blow, the martial arts master can defeat him. Only the martial arts master can do this.

A master of martial arts in his twenties.

So terrible!

Huang Guanghe forced himself to support his body, looked up at the young face, and almost squeezed a sentence from his throat: "you You are the master of martial arts. "

"Huang Huang Lao, what do you say? He He is a master of martial arts. "

Zhou Anshan and Zhou Hao were completely shocked and recovered for a long time.

Martial arts masters, for them, that is the existence of immortals.

Suluo is a great master of martial arts. They don't want to believe him.But Suluo's move to defeat Huang Guanghe is really presented in front of them, which makes people unable to refute.

"What do you say?"

Suluo glanced at Huang Guanghe with calm eyes.

Huang Guanghe's body trembled when he heard Su Luo's own admission, and his breath turned sharply. His voice was a little sad: "I'm a wise and confused man, but I didn't expect to offend a great master. I'm not wronged to die..."

As the voice fell, Huang Guanghe's body fell heavily on the ground, with no breath at all. His viscera were smashed by the real Qi, and he was hanging in one breath. Now that the breath was gone, he died naturally.

With a glance at Huang Guanghe's death, Suluo doesn't have any mood swings in his eyes. Since Huang Guanghe dares to fight against him, he must be prepared to die.

Then Suluo set his eyes on the father and son of the Zhou family.

"Mr. Zhou, it seems that your card is not good. You'll die if you touch it."

Sulo seems to have done a trivial thing, gently sipping tea.

Looking at the appearance of Su Luoyun's light wind, the Zhou family's father and son couldn't help shivering in their hearts.

This is a human life, not a weed.

But after killing Huang Guanghe, Suluo didn't care. It was like stepping on an ant.

I'm afraid to think about it!

This kind of people's hands must be covered with blood, in order to achieve such a calm tea!

Zhou Anshan took a deep breath and said, "you Who the hell are you? You can't be Lin miaoyan's husband. He's just a loser. "

A master of martial arts in his twenties, let alone in Zhonghai, can't be found in Yanhuang. How can such a person be a waste in the Lin family for three years.

"A loser?"

Suluo sips his tea, and his eyes fall on Zhou Anshan. At this moment, his temperament has completely changed. He is like a God sitting on the throne of the Ninth Heaven, looking down at all living beings.

"Three years ago, he was a loser. Three years later, he's the one you'll never get into."