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"Boom!"

"Kacha!"

"Ugh..."

Just as the expressions of all the spectators on both sides of the courtyard changed, a few strange noises suddenly came out between Su Xinyuan and Wumei who were fighting in the center of the courtyard.First, there was the sound of Wumei's majestic palm slapping Su Xinyuan's chest, followed by a clear and crisp sound of bone shattering, and finally, it came from Wumei's mouth, which was very short but extremely dull The sound of...a pained grunt.

After everyone reacted, the whole arm of the right hand that Wumei had just shot out in the middle of the yard was already hanging weakly to his side, and was supported by his left hand. The whole forearm started from the wrist, showing a clear A discerning eye can see this kind of abnormal corner. Wumei's entire right arm has been completely broken from the wrist. The reason why his palm has not fallen to the ground is only because of the flesh and tendons.

The severe pain caused by the brute force to cut off his wrist caused bean-sized drops of sweat to drip down his browless forehead at this moment, and his complexion had already changed drastically, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. A look of extreme horror.

"This is impossible……"

It wasn't until this moment that "Shanhu" came back to his senses suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked at Wumei, whose body was a little rickety due to the severe pain, and who was standing with his hands behind his back from the beginning to the end. There, Su Xinyuan didn't even move a finger.

He is very clear about how powerful the "monument thrower" without eyebrows is. Although he had expected that most of the helpers Qiangwei would find were not simple, and they were most likely also a Lianjiazi, but... the scene in front of him was too exaggerated He stood there and let Wumei hit him without even returning his hand, but the latter was directly seriously injured?
This is simply a fantasy. Even after seeing the whole process with his own eyes, "Shanhu" still has an unbelievable illusion.

In fact, it wasn't just him, among the forty or so people who watched the battle on both sides of the compound, except for Qiangwei who had seen Su Xinyuan's shot, everyone else was in a daze at the moment, even Zeng Listening to Qiangwei talking about Su Xinyuan and how powerful Uncle Bao is.

All the people present are at least the small leaders of the "Tiger Gang". Being able to sit in this position is not a vain reputation. They all fought battle after battle based on their own strength. It can be said that even they don't know how to punch. Including the girl Qiangwei, everyone in the yard is quite knowledgeable in terms of boxing skills. Compared with ordinary people, they have more or less seen the world and scenes.

Even so, they have never imagined that a person's body can be so strong that even an eyebrowless "monument thrower" will immediately break his bones and tendons when he hits it.

God!Is that human being?Could it be that his body is made of real fine steel?

With these thoughts flashing in my mind, for a whole minute, among the forty or so people in the compound, except for "Shanhu" who first recovered his senses and exclaimed, everyone else kept their mouths wide open. Dumbfounded expression.

Totally shocked!
"I didn't expect to meet a real expert in hard qigong today, boy, I have to say, with your proficient hard qigong, the entire land of China is enough to go, but..."

At the same time, at the center of the arena battle in the center of the compound, after the initial shock and horror, Wumei seemed to have come to his senses at this moment. Although his right hand was still hanging weakly by his side, his body But his shape has slowly straightened up, he is no longer stooped, his eyes are even more fierce and sinister, staring closely at Su Xinyuan, and suddenly roared when he was speaking: "It's a pity you It was me who met today, except for the big slamming of the stele, I have never used my real trump card in front of others, today, I will use your sacrificial knife, and die..."

With the last roar, Wumei's left arm suddenly raised, but his figure did not sweep forward, but directly pointed the entire left arm parallel to Su Xinyuan from a distance of three or four meters.

"boom!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

……

The next moment, with a blast like a firecracker, a large area of ​​black steel needles suddenly shot out from under Wumei's left arm, each one was as thin as a cow's hair, and the total number was at least tens of thousands, covering the entire world. A piece of space around Mixu's radius has arrived in front of Su Xinyuan in the blink of an eye, like a black cloud, shooting towards his body...

"Hide quickly, this is the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle..."

Seeing this scene, Uncle Bao, who was in the audience on the left side of the courtyard, suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed in alarm.

Hearing the words "Storm Rain Pear Blossom Needle" from his mouth, most of the forty or so people in the compound had blank expressions on their faces, only Qiangwei and "Shanhu" had expressions on their faces. Frowning, frowning slightly.

In fact, Su Xinyuan had heard about this so-called "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle" before, but now he has lost his memory and no longer remembers it.

To put it bluntly, the "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle" is actually a concealed weapon that can be carried close to the body. It is the same as those simple "Sleeve Arrows". "The mechanism technology of the syringe has been lost for a long time. It is more powerful. Once it is fired, because the needles in the syringe are as thin as a cow's hair, its speed is astonishing. It is said that it is even comparable to the ejection of ordinary pistol bullets. bore speed.

In addition, not only the number of cow hairy needles in the syringe is extremely large, but each needle is poisonous, and there is no antidote in this world.

Because, the production work of "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle" has long been lost, and all that survived in the world were handed down from generation to generation hundreds of years ago.After such a long time, people in the world don't even know what to call the strange poison quenched on these cow hairy needles. How can we detoxify it?

Because of this, when Uncle Bao saw that under Wumei's left arm was hidden a tube that had been extinct for many years and only existed in the legends of the world, his expression changed instantly, and he exclaimed to remind him. .

After all, no matter how powerful Su Xinyuan is, these small ox hair needles are incomparably sharp. He may not be afraid of the majestic power of the "monument thrower", but he may not be able to avoid being pierced by these small ox hair needles. , I am afraid that it may not be too late to seek treatment.

The "Storm Rain Pear Blossom Needle" has always been famous in the Jianghu for its fierceness and cruelty. How can the strange poison quenched on the thousands of small needles in the needle barrel be ordinary things?The legendary sealing of the throat at the sight of blood is nothing in Jianghu, and it is not uncommon to see death after touching it!
This is also the reason why Wumei is still full of confidence after being seriously injured. No matter how strong Su Xinyuan is, if one of these thousands of small needles is gently pricked into his skin, he will be killed in an instant!

Unfortunately, the facts still let him down.

Although the "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle" has a vicious reputation all over the world, this so-called world is just the world of ordinary martial arts practitioners. Compared with the current Su Xinyuan, it is not at the same level at all.

Seeing that the black cloud covered with thousands of small needles has come close to him, just when everyone thought that he must be doomed this time, Su Xinyuan finally moved.

In fact, he just shook his shoulders a little, but such a small movement made his figure look like a ghost, and he ran behind Wumei in the blink of an eye.

"Such a vicious thing, I won't taste it, my young master. Since you like it so much, let you enjoy it for yourself..."

With a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, Su Xinyuan's voice sounded like a maggot attached to the bone, directly in Wumei's ear.

In the next moment, before Wumei had a chance to react, his figure rose up into the sky uncontrollably, and Su Xinyuan raised his hand to grab him, and he quickly smashed towards the direction of the black cloud in front of him. .

"Ugh..."

The miserable howling sounded instantly without any suspense. Under Su Xinyuan's powerful force, Wumei, who was thrown out by his shaking hands, went as fast as a shell fired from the chamber, and unexpectedly crossed the black cloud and headed towards When it fell, it happened to be in front of the black cloud rushing away.

Countless small needles of ox hair pierced into his body, and before his body fell to the ground, the miserable howl from Wumei's mouth had already stopped, and his breath was completely gone.

"Boom!"

The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground sounded as if it had directly hit the hearts of everyone in the courtyard, making them all tremble in shock.

When they looked at it in horror, the eyebrowless body that had fallen to the ground had turned black as coal, and was melting rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like a snowman under the scorching sun, within a few breaths, It has turned into a puddle of incomparably stinky black blood...

"vomit……"

Seeing such a terrifying scene with her own eyes, Qiangwei on the left side of the compound suddenly bent down, put her hands on her abdomen, and retched loudly.

As for the other spectators in the courtyard, although they would not vomit on the spot like a woman because of such a scene, the faces of each of them were as pale as paper, and the shock and shock in their hearts can be imagined.

"How is it? Now...does anyone still think that I am not qualified to be the deputy gang leader?"

There was still that faint smile on the corner of his mouth, while Su Xinyuan was speaking, he turned his head and looked at the "Shanhu" on the side of the compound, his eyes swept over him and the dozens of big and small bosses behind him one by one, although There were no other threatening words, but just this glance of eyes made everyone shudder.

At this moment, Su Xinyuan was already equated with the "God of War" in their eyes. Although he hardly made a move, he had already firmly engraved his invincible image into everyone's heart.

"I would like to bet and admit defeat! Today, I, Shanhu, admit defeat, girl Qiangwei, you are very capable..."

He and Su Xinyuan looked at each other with a complicated look, and "Shanhu"'s eyes finally swept to Qiangwei who was still bending over and retching, and after saying this, he didn't speak anymore, his face darkened, he turned around and left...