Zhang Feng, standing with his hands in his hand, was set against the sky and fallen leaves, showing the grandeur of a group of masters, and the floor was full of bodyguards from the Zhou family, which again highlighted his domineering and arrogant.
The two diametrically opposed attitudes were integrated in Zhang Feng, without a sense of disobedience.
Zhou Kejin looked even more embarrassed, and began to whisper in his heart, shouldn't the two masters of the Zhou family be folded in Zhang Feng's hands
When he didn't see Zhang Feng, he thought he had acted secretly last night and was intercepted by the police, which resulted in one death and one injury to the two 8-rank masters.
However, seeing Zhang Feng's tolerance at the moment, he was a little suspicious.
"Grandpa, our martial artist, can you deal with Zhang Feng?"
Zhou Chao turned blue and asked Zhou Kejin in a low voice.
Obviously, he was frightened by Zhang Feng's tolerance.
Zhou Kejin's brows tightened, and the longevity eyebrows that fell to the corner of his eyes trembled a few times, obviously dissatisfied with the timidity of the little grandson.
But when he saw Zhou Chao was only in his early twenties, he sighed in his heart and didn't get angry at him.
"Little grandson, Zhang Feng is no more than one person. There are 30 martial artists in our family. Under the chaos, who wins and who loses is still unknown!" Zhou Kejin straightened his waist, and he was better at bending than when he was young. The incisive and vivid.
"But... But Zhang Feng led someone to destroy the martial artist raised by the Su family." Zhou Chao whispered.
"..."
Zhou Kejin's face suddenly froze.
He really didn't take Zhang Feng to heart, and he didn't think of what happened to the Su family. When he received the news, he secretly rejoiced that the Zhou family was about to surpass the Su family and become the No.
At this moment when he was raised by his grandson, he suddenly discovered that the warrior he hid in his family didn't seem to be stronger than that of the Su family.
What's more, the real top combat power of the Su Family is gone.
"Zhang Feng, you broke into the house, believe it or not, I called the police to arrest you?"
Zhou Kejin pushed away Zhou Chao and yelled at Zhang Feng, his face was exactly the same as the old farmer who prevented melon thieves from the field.
Hearing this, Zhang Feng was stunned for a while, turned his head to look at him, and ridiculed: "Patriarch Zhou, you should know why I came. Now that I think of it, I will call the police, so I can't help but regard myself as the owner of a wealthy family!"
Obviously, Zhou Kejin did not regard the Zhou family as a real rich man. He continued to pretend to be the weak and roared: "Zhang Feng, you less
Come to slander good people. Our Zhou family is a clean white man's family. I am a dying old man. If you have the ability, you will wait. I will call the police to arrest you! "
The dignified Patriarch of the Zhou family, put down his face to play a rogue, and didn't want any face.
Zhang Feng squinted at him and sneered slightly: "What a Zhou Patriarch, I admire it!"
Zhou Kejin played a rogue with a very clear purpose, that is, he was afraid that Zhang Feng would destroy his own force and cause irreparable loss to the family, so he put down his face and played the rogue.
In the face of face and benefits, he chose the latter.
Zhou Kejin actually took the cell phone from Zhou Chao and called the police on the spot.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Feng's face sank.
If you don't defeat the Zhou family today, let them have time to hide all the warriors. If you want to weaken the Zhou family in the future, it will be much more difficult.
"Zhou Kejin, I, Zhang Feng, said that I would destroy the force of your Zhou family, and I will never fail to say anything!"
After that, Zhang Feng took out his cell phone and dialed Ding Xiaoshan's number.
"Tell me, where is the warrior of the Zhou family?"
"Return to the host, they start from a fight club, take two minibuses, and arrive at most in half a minute."
Ding Xiaoshan did not relax the intelligence collection of the four giants. The disciples of Jianzitang were very powerful. They had already entered the four houses separately. With the cooperation of local snakes like Chen Ahu, the general information could not be concealed from him.
The warriors raised by the Zhou family are hidden in a fight club about one kilometer away from the Zhou family. Once something happens to the Zhou family, they can come in within a minute or two.
At this time, more than a minute had passed since Zhou Kejin ordered the martial artist to mobilize.
"Very good, let people be prepared and don't let one go!"
Zhang Feng put down his phone, stared at Zhou Kejin with indifferent eyes, and hummed lightly: "Before the police arrive, the Zhou family martial artist will definitely be wiped out!"
The breath suddenly became violent, and the suit jacket went without wind.
Zhou Kejin was taken aback by Zhang Feng's words, unable to pretend to be a rascal, and yelled at the villa with a heartbreak, "Quickly, call Zhou Hong and lead someone to hide!"
He was really scared, afraid that Zhang Feng would destroy the warriors of the Zhou family.
However, the voice fell, and the response had not yet come, and the roar of the car's engine resounded through the courtyard.
Two minibuses rushed into the courtyard like bulls, the cars
Before it stopped, the car rushed down from 20 to 30 strong men of different grades, from their early twenties to their thirties. Most of them wore club black T-shirts with fierce expressions on their faces. .
"It's over..."
When Zhou Kejin saw this, he was about to fall when his eyes went dark.
Fortunately, Zhou Chao was by his side and hurriedly supported him.
"Grandpa, there is only one Zhang Feng, and there is still hope for our family..." Zhou Chao opened his mouth before he finished speaking, and the boss let out a surprised cry: "Huh?"
Zhou Kejin hasn't fainted yet, so he and Zhou Chao witnessed the miracle together.
In the face of more than 30 real warriors, Zhang Feng didn't continue to pose, nor did he give the opponent a chance to show off, so he rushed forward with bare hands.
Like a stream of light, it was so fast that people couldn't see where his figure was.
Ye Feng Jueying!
The strongest body of Anyemen is not known for its speed, but under the urging of Zhang Feng's ninth rank's powerful infuriating energy, it also displayed an astonishing speed.
"be careful!"
Among the warriors of the Zhou family, a fat man in his thirties was shocked when he saw Zhang Feng's speed and shouted loudly.
He is Zhou Hong. His surname is Zhou but he is not a direct line of the Zhou family. He is only a side student. He loved learning martial arts since he was a child.
Zhou Hong, who was not talented, used his tenacity to forcibly grow from a small third-rank martial artist. In ten years, he became a seventh-rank little master, and now he is also a seventh-rank cultivation base.
Among the warriors of the Zhou family, his reputation is very good, and everyone is convinced.
There were no masters in the Zhou family, and Zhou Hong at this time was the person with the highest cultivation base. Hearing his shout, the other warriors all cheered up and prepared to meet the enemy.
However, a seventh-rank martial artist, in any case, can't judge how powerful the top martial artist on the ninth rank is.
"You should shout: Run away!"
The next moment, Zhang Feng appeared in front of Zhou Hong, pedaling forward with no move, and directly hit Zhou Hong's chest.
The obese Zhou Hong didn't have time to shout. He flew out on the spot and slammed into the minibus. The car shook for a while before it hit the ground. He spouted a mouthful of blood.
(End of this chapter)