President Bingshan's Cold Guard

"Boss, someone is blocking the way."

When it was less than two kilometers away from Zhao's Manor, the ghost fox's voice sounded.

Su Yang raised his eyes and saw an old man in gray clothes standing 20 meters away, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Stop the car, I'll go down and have a look." Su Yang signaled Guihu to pull over and stop.

The gray-clothed old man was dressed in a long robe, and he didn't look like he was from the Western Dark World.

Zhao Mengxue frowned slightly, grabbed Su Yang's arm, "Be careful."

"Don't worry, it's fine." Su Yang smiled slightly and got out of the car.

Seeing Su Yang walking towards him, Zhu Xiaofeng frowned slightly, seeming a little puzzled.

Because he couldn't feel any breath from Su Yang's body, and the other party seemed to be an ordinary person.

If they were ordinary people, how could the second and third children be seriously injured?This guy definitely has weirdness.

"Wushan Zhu's family?"

Sensing Zhu Xiaofeng's aura, Su Yang raised his eyebrows, his tone a little cold.

He didn't expect that Wushan Zhu's family would not shed tears when they saw the coffin, and would come to trouble him again and again.

"That's right." Zhu Xiaofeng nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I'm Zhu Xiaofeng, the great elder of the Zhu family in Wushan."

Su Yang glanced at Zhu Xiaofeng, and snorted coldly: "I seem to have warned you more than once, why didn't you listen."

Zhu Xiaofeng's strength is indeed much stronger than the previous Zhu Hongliang, but in his eyes it is still not enough.

"Su Yang, don't be too arrogant, I'm here today to avenge the third child and the others."

Seeing the disdain on Su Yang's face, Zhu Xiaofeng's eyes were cold, and his breath suddenly exploded.

The patriarch is in retreat, so he can only come here in person to see who this Su Yang is.

Su Yang shook his head slightly, a killing intent appeared on his face.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's do it!"

He is too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhu Xiaofeng, this time he will not hold back.

Zhu Xiaofeng shouted loudly, and rushed towards Su Yang with a punch.

In the dark, Jian Chi couldn't help but shook his head, wanting to kill Su Yang, the tone was really serious.

Su Yang's strength is far above Zhu Xiaofeng's, Zhu Xiaofeng's behavior is no different from courting death.

Seeing Zhu Xiaofeng clenched his fist and punched it, Su Yang gave a disdainful smile, raised his fist and slammed it hard at Zhu Xiaofeng's fist.

With a bang, Zhu Xiaofeng flew behind him at a faster speed like a shell that had just been fired.

With this punch, Su Yang didn't keep his hand. While still in the air, Zhu Xiaofeng spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and finally smashed his body hard on the grass more than ten meters away.

Zhu Xiaofeng looked at the drooping right arm, his eyes were full of horror and bewilderment.

He didn't expect Su Yang's power to be so terrifying, he couldn't even take Su Yang's punch.

Before Zhu Xiaofeng could think about it, Su Yang had already stepped in front of him and stepped on his chest.

"You Zhujia are really stubborn, do you really treat me like a persimmon?"

Su Yang's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "Go back and tell your patriarch that I will visit you in three days and let him get ready."

As soon as the words fell, he kicked Zhu Xiaofeng's dantian to pieces, disabling Zhu Xiaofeng's cultivation.

There is a limit to his patience, since Wushan Zhu's family wanted to die so much, he didn't mind trampling on Wushan's Zhu's family to avoid future troubles.

Otherwise, Wushan Zhu's family would definitely come here every now and then to make trouble.

Feeling the shattered dantian and the continuous loss of true energy in his body, Zhu Xiaofeng looked at Su Yang more and more viciously.

This guy was too heavy-handed, and he actually crippled himself without saying a word.

I have been cultivating for most of my life, and all my efforts are in vain at this moment.

He wished he could hack Su Yang into pieces and turn his bones into ashes.

Seeing the anger in Zhu Xiaofeng's eyes, Su Yang didn't care, turned around and walked towards the convoy not far away.

To him, Zhu Xiaofeng is just an ant, what waves can he make?
Seeing the convoy leaving, Zhu Xiaofeng struggled to get up from the ground and stood there for a long time before limping away into the night.

"Wushan Zhu's family?"

Knowing that the other party is from Wushan Zhu's family, Zhao Mengxue frowned slightly, "This Wushan Zhu's family is too persistent."

Counting what Su Yang said, this is the third time that Wu Shan Zhu's family has come to trouble Su Yang.

"It's okay, I'll go to Wushan in three days and solve it completely."

Su Yang waved his hand, but didn't take it seriously.

Compared with the six ancient martial arts families, the Wushan Zhu family is really not at 01:30.

Take Zhu Xiaofeng just now as an example, as the elder of the Zhu family, his strength is only slightly stronger than Jian Chi, which is too weak.

Hearing this, Zhao Mengxue worried: "Are you going to Wushan?"

"Don't worry, I have my own measure." Su Yang knew what Zhao Mengxue was worried about.

He never did anything he was not sure of, and he really didn't pay attention to a little Wushan Zhujia.

In the early morning of the next day, Su Yang and Zhao Mengxue arrived at the factory early.

"Young Master Su, here are all the products."

Fang Haocang pointed to the thousands of boxes of Jinchuang Medicine in front of him, "Two thousand boxes, one box of one hundred bottles, a total of 20 bottles."

Su Yang casually opened one of the boxes and began to check it.

Zhao Mengxue was standing next to her. She didn't know much about medicine for sores, so she could only be checked by Su Yang.

After 2 minutes, Su Yang said with satisfaction: "The quality is not bad."

He randomly opened a dozen bottles of this box of golden sore medicine, and found no quality problems.

Hearing this, Fang Haocang was obviously relieved. If Su Yang really found out something wrong, he would have to go back and forth.

Soon, Shangguan Hao and Li Tianlu brought people to the factory.

Behind them were dozens of heavily armed predators, each with solemn expressions and cold breaths.

For this batch of golden sore medicine, the Eastern Navy attaches great importance to it, and specially sent troops to escort it.

"Mr. Su, long time no see, how are you doing?"

Seeing Su Yang, Colonel Li stretched out his hand and held Su Yang together without any airs.

As for Su Yang's affairs in southern Xinjiang, he had heard about it for a long time, and this guy is really not easy to mess with.

It's incredible that the three major families in southern Xinjiang have been taken care of by themselves.

Su Yang smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately, let's take a look at the goods first."

After speaking, he made a gesture of invitation, and invited Li Tianlu and Shangguan Hao in.

When Fang Haocang saw those soldiers with steel guns in their hands, he couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

After all, he was a member of a gang before, and when he saw someone from the military, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. Could he not be afraid?

"Colonel Li, here are two thousand boxes of golden sore medicine, one hundred bottles in each box, a total of 20 bottles."

Su Yang pointed to the box in front of him, and continued: "You can have someone inspect the goods."

Seeing the two thousand boxes of golden sore medicine, Senior Colonel Li's eyes lit up, and his heart was filled with joy.

With these two thousand boxes of golden sore medicine, the lives of frontline soldiers can be guaranteed to a certain extent.