"Smelly boy, aren't you good at fighting? Go on!" He was holding a cigar, and pointed at Deng Jiuling with a muzzle. Brother Xiong looked awkward.
Now is the age of science and technology, no matter how high martial arts is, you are afraid of choppers.
Xiong Gegui is the Supreme Court boss, how can he be afraid of Deng Jiuling
"Oops." Deng Jiuling's pupils shrank, and his vellus hair stood upright.
The real way of martial arts, if you cultivate to the level of strength, you can resist bullets hard.
But now Deng Jiuling is nothing more than internal strength, or a mortal body, how can he resist
"Little brother, the so-called people who know the current affairs are brilliant. You are still young. You must know how to bend and stretch. Don't lose your life because of impulse." Li Zongyu said sincerely.
"Sorry, I'd rather stand to die than live on my knees. If you want to fight, fight, and talk less nonsense!" Deng Jiuling laughed, with a little more pride in his eyes.
With life and death in my body, I am the current king of Hades in this life. How can I give a mere mortal kneel down and become a younger brother
In the corridor on the fourth floor, suddenly there were two more powerful figures standing side by side.
"Grandpa, that kid is dying, don't you want to do it?" Shangguan Xuedai frowned, looking at Yajian in disgust.
"Oh, don't you girl hate Mr. Jiu? Why?" The old man Shangguan was a little surprised when he stroked his white beard.
"Although Deng Jiuling is annoying, but the crime is not dead, but the Xiong brother, which is too hateful." Shangguanxue pouted and said disdainfully.
"Chief, do you need me to take action?" Ahu, the bodyguard, quietly appeared behind the two.
"Wait." The old man shook his head.
"Grandpa, this kid is like a broom star, the last time I met a robber on the plane, this time I can provoke the big brother of society after eating." Shangguanxue said silently.
"People of great good fortune naturally accompany extraordinary encounters. Mr. Jiu should have a life and death catastrophe today. If he can survive it, he should be the destined person the old man is waiting for." The old man laughed.
"Chief, what if Mr. Nine can't resist the past?" The bodyguard Ahu asked tentatively.
"How can I talk to a dead man for a lifetime?" The old man said lightly.
The battle between the words and the elegant room has broken out in an all-round way.
"Smelly boy, since you toast and don't eat fine wine, give me a shot!" Brother Xiong shouted.
As soon as the voice fell, dozens of strong men carried beer bottles and rushed towards Deng Jiuling with a grin.
The incredible thing happened.
Under the gaze of everyone, Deng Jiuling took Wu Tingting's hand, who was already startled, and rushed towards the door.
During the whole process, all the great men were spinning around in place, not chasing Deng Jiuling at all.
"This... what's going on?" When President Li realized that he couldn't leave the place, he was shocked.
"Mom, this kid can do evil!" Brother Xiong was furious, closing his eyes and not looking around, aiming at the door with a bang.
"Be careful." Shangguanxue couldn't help exclaiming in the aisle far away.
Time stood still at this moment, and all around was quiet, breathing was audible.
boom!
The gunfire sounded, and Deng Jiuling fell to the ground in response.
Without the support of Zhen Qi, the ghost wall-smashing spell disappeared.
But the crowd was dumbfounded, and all breathed in air-conditioning.
Under all eyes, Deng Jiuling, who had been shot, suddenly stood up again.
Then, a huge fist fell on Brother Xiong's face.
boom!
"I let you shoot, I let you shoot!"
Deng Jiuling's eyes were red, punches and punches, and he smashed at Brother Xiong frantically.
In the whole process, no one dared to intercept it!
"This kid can withstand bullets? God!" A hint of horror flashed in his eyes, and Mr. Li's hand holding the iron egg trembled slightly.
Ding!
Suddenly, President Li's cell phone rang.
Picking up the phone and listening, President Li looked up and immediately found a powerful man standing in the corridor on the fourth floor.
Shangguan's granddaughter is nowhere to be seen, leaving only the bodyguard, Ahu, to deal with the aftermath.
But just an Ahu has already made Li total sweat, with a look of horror on his face.
"Tiger... Brother Tiger." President Li trembled, his tone full of awe.
"Trash, let you take charge of such a big hotel, but you ran to collude with Big Brother Dao. You are so courageous!" Ahu shouted angrily.
"Brother Tiger, I was wrong, I was really wrong." Li Song sweated his head and kept begging for mercy.
"Brother Nine is a distinguished guest of the old man, so you can do it for yourself, that's it."
Click!
Ahu hadn't finished saying this, and he had already hung up the phone.
Only Mr. Li was left standing on the spot, thunderous, his face devoid of expression.
After taking a heavy breath, President Li yelled: "Come here, throw all these troublesome bastards out of me."
Wow!
Hearing this, the audience was dull.
Brother Xiong got up from the ground and looked at President Li with a grim look: "Li Niu, is your hotel really going to fight our Supreme Pavilion?"
"He is a distinguished guest of Mr. Shangguan." President Li leaned close to Brother Xiong's ear and said lightly.
What? Old man Shangguan
boom!
Hearing this, Brother Xiong's face changed drastically, and Deng Jiuling knelt down with a bang.
"Brother Nine, Dad, oh no... Grandpa, I'm your grandson, forgive me, wow..." As he said, Brother Xiong Tang Tang Zhi Zun Ge, but at the moment he thumped his chest, hula la, crying like a child.
"Get out!" Deng Jiuling shouted.
"Yes, yes, I'm going to roll, I'm going to roll." Brother Xiong rolled around, really rolling around on the ground, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Brother Nine, I..." President Li held the iron egg, lowered his head, not daring to see Deng Jiuling.
"Get out!" Deng Jiuling still has this word.
"Yes, yes, I'll get out of here." Mr. Li didn't talk nonsense, he threw his head on the ground and rolled away.
Seeing that the two big guys are gone, all the big guys knelt down, grunting and fucking off.
But for a moment, only Deng Jiuling and Wu Tingting were left in the huge elegant room.
"Closed." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
"Wow." Wu Tingting nodded quickly and closed the door.
Deng Jiuling didn't talk nonsense, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, and began to close his eyes and vomit.
As time went by, a faint black air gradually became angry above Deng Jiuling's head.
In my mind, life and death are flickering and dimming, blooming with a faint red glow.
"It was dangerous just now." Deng Jiuling had some lingering fears.
The shot that Brother Xiong had just hit Deng Jiuling.
But at the moment of crisis, life and death suddenly burst into light, swallowing the bullets.
"Life and death are thin, set life and death, and take charge of reincarnation."
"If you want to determine life and death, first control your own life and death."
"I am the King of Yama, and I can't help it because of my fate!"
Above the life and death book, these three rows of handwriting suddenly appeared.
The handwriting disappeared and turned into another line of small characters—"Drawing Swordsmanship".
"Is this an underground palace technique?" Deng Jiuling's eyes lit up.
This life and death crisis actually triggered the power of life and death, and Deng Jiuling obtained a technique, which was not bad.
"Drawing swordsmanship, one sword can cut waves, spurred by true energy, the minimum requirement is an inner strength martial artist."
After some research, the knack of this set of swordsmanship has been silently remembered by Deng Jiuling.
Even Deng Jiuling had an illusion that he had only learned it once, but he seemed to have learned this set of swordsmanship.
"It's a pity that life and death is so thin for me to resist the bullets, it consumes all the true energy in my body, otherwise I can experiment with swordsmanship."
Opening his eyes, Deng Jiuling shook his head slightly, a pity.
"Deng Jiuling, are you... okay?" Wu Tingting's eyes widened, and the boss with a small cherry mouth opened with an incredible look.
"I'm fine, what can I do?" Shrugged, Deng Jiuling smiled.
"But you... weren't you shot?" Wu Tingting asked tentatively.
"Shot? That's nothing more than your hallucinations." Deng Jiuling jumped up and went away.
Only Wu Tingting was left alone, standing still, her beautiful eyes full of complexity.
"Mr. Jiu, our boss has a request." Just as Deng Jiuling walked out of the room, the manager nicknamed "Bald Head Strong" ran over.
"Are you Hua Jie's brother?" Deng Jiuling frowned slightly, looking at Brother Qiang in disgust.
"Hua Jie is useless, I am not his brother, misunderstanding and misunderstanding." Qiang Ge quickly explained.
"Yeah." Deng Jiuling nodded and followed Brother Qiang forward.
In the manager's office, Brother Xiong, who was originally inextricable, is now shirtless, kneeling on the ground with his hands tied, and carrying a thorn on his back.
"Negative Jing, please?" Deng Jiuling was a little amused.
"Mr. Nine, I was wrong, really wrong. If you don't forgive me, then I won't get up." Brother Xiong wailed.
Brother Xiong is scared!
Nima, can you not be afraid
Shangguan Lingyun dominates the sky, and countless big brothers bowed their heads. Brother Xiong is a fart
"Mr. Nine, if you are still not satisfied, so." Mr. Li took out his pistol and pointed it directly at Brother Xiong.
"No, Mr. Jiu, save me." Brother Xiong was scared to pee in an instant, and ran all the way to Deng Jiuling, crying and howling.
"Brother Tiger said, if Mr. Jiu doesn't forgive you, then you can go see King Yan!" Mr. Li pulled the trigger.
"Forget it." Deng Jiuling waved his hand and said impatiently: "You don't need to act with me. This is the end of this matter. I have to study, don't bother me."
Although Deng Jiuling was shot by Brother Xiong, in the end, not only was there nothing wrong, but because of a blessing in disguise, he obtained the infuriating sword technique.
Now that the two big men kowtow and admit their mistakes, Deng Jiuling's anger has disappeared in half, so naturally he is too lazy to care.
The most important reason is that Deng Jiuling doesn't want to get too much contact with the Shangguan family.
"Mr. Nine, this is my business card. In the future, if you have an order, just one call will do." Mr. Li diligently took out his business card.
"And me." Brother Xiong also quickly handed over his business card.
"Okay, I'll count on eating cheaper next time." Deng Jiuling nodded, preparing to leave.
"By the way, Mr. Hu, Brother Hu is waiting for you in the 888 elegant room, do you see...?" Seeing Deng Jiuling leaving, Mr. Li asked cautiously.
Shangguanxue asked Brother Tiger to invite Deng Jiuling over within three days. Brother Tiger expressed the pressure and pushed the ball to President Li.
Mr. Li had nothing but to believe in all ways to please Deng Jiuling so as not to become a tragedy.
"I won't go there anymore, you leave this to him." After a moment of indifference, Deng Jiuling took out something.
President Li and Brother Xiong leaned over to take a look, and they were suddenly dumbfounded with a stupid expression on their faces.