C512 Kill your way into the Martial Lake gang

With a few sounds of "sou sou", the three hulks jumped into the alley and stared at Zhao Qiang with cold smiles on their faces.

"One is a Martial Commander, and the other two are Martial Masters. This camp is not small!"

Hearing this, the three muscular men were shocked. When they saw the disdainful smile on Zhao Qiang's face, they were infuriated.

"Brat, you're courting death!"

The three of them knew that Zhao Qiang was skilled, so they didn't hold back at all when they attacked.

"A few ants are worthy of fighting with the divine dragon of the ninth heaven for glory."

Zhao Qiang let out a loud humph and rushed forward like a fierce tiger that had just left its cage. He took a few hits from the three strong men and threw out a few punches with a loud 'bang'.

"Ouch!" "It hurts like hell!"

"My leg is broken."

The three muscular men screamed as they fell to the ground. The blood inside their bodies boiled, and they couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. They stared at Zhao Qiang in shock.

Oh my god! They couldn't even take a single hit from Zhao Qiang, which meant that Zhao Qiang was at least a Martial King level expert. Just thinking about finding trouble with a Martial King made their scalps explode.

"Take me to Wuhu Gang." When Zhao Qiang heard their conversation, he already knew who they were.

A Zongshi is not to be humiliated!

The three hulks did not dare to disobey Zhao Qiang's orders. They endured the pain and stood up to lead the way.

"Don't play petty tricks on me, kill violators."

"I don't dare, I don't dare …"

The Wuhu Gang's headquarters was in the western suburbs, there were very few people moving about outside at night.

"Brother, this is the Wuhu Gang headquarters."

Zhao Qiang was sure that the three burly men would not dare to lie to him. With a cold smile, he walked forward with his head held high and his chest puffed up.

At this moment, the people inside rushed out. Damn, if you look closely, there are at least a few hundred of them. All of them held different kinds of sticks.

"A bunch of dregs."

Zhao Qiang sneered. He spread his wings and leapt forward. The moment he attacked, he sent several brawny men in the front flying. They snatched the iron rod from his hands and immediately turned into death gods as they advanced forward.

No one was a match for Zhao Qiang. As the sound of the pole hitting the wall rang out, Zhao Qiang fell to the ground.

Bringing Zhao Qiang to the Wuhu Gang was considered a betrayal. If Zhao Qiang did not kill them, it would be beneath him to do so, but the leader of the Wuhu Gang would never do such a thing. If they wanted to preserve their lives, they would have to leave the capital.

Just at that moment, the three muscular men flew in the same direction.

In a short five minutes, Zhao Qiang knocked down a few hundred men. He stepped onto the bloodied road and entered the Wuhu Gang Headquarters, looking around him, Zhao Qiang stamped his foot hard and shouted: Sect Leader of Wuhu Gang, get out here to see me.

Just as he finished speaking, the Sect Leader of the Wuhu Gang, Hong Hai, walked down from the second floor with a gloomy face and a few dozen elites from the sect. He had thought that no matter how strong Zhao Qiang was, he would be able to defeat him with just a Martial Commander and two Martial Masters.

"You are the Wuhu Gang's Sect Leader?" Zhao Qiang asked coldly.

Hong Hai did not answer, but stared coldly at Zhao Qiang from head to toe, and said in a deep voice: "I never thought that you would have such strength at such a young age, no wonder even young master Wan Family could not do anything to you."

Wan Junhong.

A figure appeared in Zhao Qiang's mind. He now knew why the Wuhu Gang, who dominated the capital, had suddenly come looking for him.

"Zhao Qiang, since you've come, you should stay here forever! I'll personally send you on your way today. "

Zhao Qiang snorted: "What big words, you sure hid your strength well, Martial King level experts are invincible under the heavens?"

Hong Hai did not expect Zhao Qiang's words to see through his strength. His face turned ugly and he roared angrily as he moved as fast as lightning.

However, Zhao Qiang did not avoid the palm attack. Instead, he channeled his Qi and took Hong Hai's palm strike head on. Under's shocked eyes, he stretched out his pinky to lightly tap's forehead.

Hong Hai screamed miserably, his face full of shock as he retreated backwards. In the end, he heavily smashed onto the ground and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Zhao Qiang sneered and did not answer.

The dozens of experts were extremely frightened. The Sect Leader Hong Hai, who was unrivalled in their eyes, could not even take one move from Zhao Qiang. If they did not see it with their own eyes, no one would believe it.

Wan Junhong, you son of a bitch, you killed me!

Hong Hai cursed loudly in his heart. Taking a deep breath, he kneeled in front of Zhao Qiang and kowtowed, "Senior Martial God, I do not know that your identity has offended you. I hope senior can let me live on account of not knowing anything."

"You're kneeling so quickly, you really know what's good for you. I saw that your subordinates' waists were all bulging. You probably don't have any friends, why didn't you order them to shoot me?"

Hong Hai wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead and said with a trembling voice, "Senior Martial God, you must be joking. I wouldn't dare to do that even if you gave me a hundred guts!"

What he said was the truth. If Zhao Qiang was just a Martial King like him, he would have fought with all his might to kill Zhao Qiang. However, Zhao Qiang was a Martial God, and he had no chance against such a terrifying character.

Zhao Qiang glanced at his several subordinates.

Noticing the cold gaze, the tens of lackeys jumped in fright. They all kneeled on the ground and shouted, "Senior!"

"Senior Martial God, I beg of you to spare my life. From now on, I am just a dog to you. I will do whatever you ask of me …" In order to protect his life, Hong Hai had already given up his so-called face.

Zhao Qiang's heart skipped a beat. He was going to start a big fight in the capital. After all, he couldn't do everything by himself. He needed to collect a dog to help him run errands.

"You really want me to let you go?"

Hearing this question, Hong Hai thought he had the chance, and kowtowed in ecstasy: "Thank you, Senior Martial God. Thank you, Senior Martial God."

"Don't be so happy so early. Whether or not you can get your dog life back will depend on your performance."

Hong Hai's heart violently shook, and he kowtowed again with all his might. "Senior Martial God, don't worry. I will definitely perform well. I will definitely perform well …"

Zhao Qiang found a place to sit down and coldly stared at Hong Hai: "Call Wan Junhong over here."

Hong Hai's face changed, but he did not dare say anything, and quickly took out his phone to call Wan Junhong.

The call connected and Wan Junhong's voice rang, "Sect Master Hong, you called me at such a late time. Did you manage the things I told you? Rest assured, I will definitely keep my promise. "

"Wan Young Master, I've thought about it, you hate Zhao Qiang so much, it's better that you take revenge yourself. I've already tied Zhao Qiang up and brought him to the Wuhu Gang Headquarters. Come over now."

"Haha!" Sect Master Hong is the most considerate one! That's right, that's right, it's better to take revenge by myself. I'll come right now, I'll make Zhao Qiang beg for death, and that's the result of offending me, Wan Junhong … "