inherit quadrillion

Chapter 847
"Crack, crack, crack..."

The sound of slaps kept ringing out, and Yunhu's screams kept ringing out.

Now Yunhu's head is blank, he is directly in a state of being blinded, because he didn't understand what happened.

Now he only remembered that he punched himself just now, and then he didn't know anything, he just knew that he screamed subconsciously, and felt that his head was about to explode from the pain, and his face was numb.

Under the ring!

The old god Zhang Feng was still sitting in the seat, sipping coffee very leisurely, and his eyes never fell on the ring.

And when he heard the continuous sound of slaps, he didn't think much about it, he just thought it must be Zhang Feng's people who were being beaten.

and so!
He slowly raised his head, looked at Zhang Feng and said: "Zhang Feng, your people are indeed too weak, and you were beaten like this in this fight. I advise you to change to another bodyguard, and don't continue to hire such a bodyguard." Rubbish."

"Hehe, Second Brother, I advise you to see clearly what is going on in the arena and not jump to conclusions."

Zhang Feng replied neither humble nor overbearing.

Ok?
Hearing that Zhang Feng's tone was wrong, Zhang Feng immediately frowned, then turned his head and looked towards the ring.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Zhang Feng's face instantly becomes abnormal, because he saw that Zhang Feng's bodyguard is now in the ring, he grabbed his bodyguard tightly, and at the same time, slapped Yunhu continuously. face, and it was Yunhu who made the screaming sound, not someone else.

And now Yunhu has no ability to resist at all, he is so whipped that he wants to die, and he doesn't even have the slightest ability to fight back.

"Crack!"

Zhang Feng stood up abruptly, dropped the unfinished coffee in his hand to the ground, and roared in his mouth, "Made, Yunhu, what kind of plane are you doing? Why did you get hit by that trash? Hurry up and fight back!"

He growled.

"Pfft!"

However, it was not Yunhu who responded to him, but Zhao Wuchang threw Yunhu, who had already been beaten to death by him, casually, and threw Yunhu on the ground like throwing garbage.

As Yunhu was thrown to the ground, there was a muffled sound.

The scene suddenly fell into dead silence.

The rest of the bodyguards around Zhang Feng looked at the half-dead Yunhu, all of them twitched wildly.

They have been together for several years, and they all know Yunhu's strength, but now they are as powerful as Yunhu, and they are drawn into such an appearance, which really makes their hearts tremble, makes their hair stand on end, and makes them unable to bear it. Live trembling.

At this moment, the audience was silent, only the sound of heavy breathing.

Zhang Feng stood on the spot, staring at Yunhu closely with wide-eyed eyes, breathing extremely fast.

"No, no,...it's impossible, it's impossible, it must be an illusion, it's [-]% an illusion."

"Zhang Feng's rubbish bodyguards, how can they beat my bodyguards like this and that, this [-]% is an illusion, it must be an illusion."

Zhang Feng shook his head crazily and said to himself, completely unable to believe the scene before him, feeling that it was all fake.

however!
The fact is so cruel, all of this is true, not false.

"No, no...it's definitely not true, I don't believe it."

"It must be that Yunhu was careless, that's why he was beaten like this. If Yunhu didn't underestimate this garbage just now, how could he be Yunhu's opponent."

"you……"

Zhang Feng suddenly raised his hand, pointed at Zhao Wuchang who hadn't come down from the ring, and shouted violently: "You damn thing, did you sneak attack Yunhu just now?"

sneak attack?

Ha ha, you really know how to find a reason!
Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Zhang Feng couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

But Zhang Feng continued to growl: "It must be you who made a sneak attack, you sneaked first, and Yunhu was careless, so you were defeated... Hmph, you trash who only rely on sneak attacks to win , you really want to die, you all fuck me, all of you together... beat this bastard to death, hurry up."

He was drinking and roaring.

And following his roar, the other bodyguards who followed him all looked at each other, and then rushed towards the ring without hesitation.

"Hehe, do more people bully less people? Do you think this will have an effect on Zhao Wuchang?"

Seeing that they planned to defeat Zhao Wuchang with crowd tactics, Zhang Feng laughed disdainfully.

His disdainful laughter was not too loud, so Zhang Feng didn't hear it.

And when his disdainful laughter fell, Zhang Feng's bodyguards had all rushed to the ring, and rushed towards Zhao Wuchang like a wolf.

"Hmph, it's all rubbish!"

Even in the face of several people, Zhao Wuchang did not change his face, the only expression on his face was disdain, downright disdain.

Because in his eyes, let alone these few people, even if the number doubled, it would be just a few more rubbish, and it would not affect him at all.

"Get out of here!"

Zhao Wuchang gave a loud shout, and his fists and feet turned into phantoms.

Boom, boom, boom!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Zhao Wuchang kept throwing out his fists, and his legs turned into long whips and swept out continuously. If he didn't throw a punch, one person would be thrown out by him, and as he pulled out a kick, someone would be thrown out. One person will be kicked out by him.

A total of five people rushed up.

Three of them were only blown away by his fist, and the remaining three were more unlucky, because after each of them was kicked out by Zhao Wuchang, Zhao Wuchang's figure would appear again like a ghost. Show up and give them a kick.

Just being swept away by one leg is already uncomfortable enough, but Zhao Wuchang has to give them two kicks, one can imagine the feeling.

bang, bang, bang...

After a few seconds, there was a muffled landing sound.

Zhang Feng's bodyguards, without exception, were all easily dealt with by Zhao Wuchang. They were sent flying one by one, and finally fell to the ground, all laying on the ground and howling.

"Crack, crack..."

After easily eliminating these people, Zhao Wuchang stood on the ring, clapped his hands lightly and then slapped himself, looking like a master.

Looking at Zhang Feng.

He looked at his bodyguards, they were all smashed to the ground by someone, and they were so easily smashed on the ground, he was dumbfounded, his eyes widened as if he saw a ghost.

"No, no...it's fake, it must be fake."

"This is impossible. I must be too hungry without breakfast, so I have hallucinations, or this is a dream."

"Zhang Feng, you, you... tell me, I'm dreaming, tell me it's all fake."

Zhang Feng suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Feng, his face was a little pale.

(End of this chapter)