His speed was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye. The black-clothed guards who fell to the ground and wailed felt their hearts tremble again. They only felt a suffocating fear shrouding them. There was only one sentence echoing in their minds: Is he still human?
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The hall was brightly lit. Su Li was tied to a chair, dressed in a red bridal dress. Her lips were painted red, bright red like blood. Although there were a few finger marks on her cheeks, it did not affect her beauty at all. It was a kind of beauty that could cause the downfall of a country.
Next to her was Yang Hongzhi, drooling, smirking and licking a lollipop. From time to time, he would spit out the words "I want to eat papa". He was a complete fool and a psychopath.
At this time, there were only five people in the hall: Yang Yuanzhong, two black-clothed men, Su Li, and Yang Hongzhi. Oh no, there were also three corpses. They were the people who had just played the suona. After they finished playing the suona, they were directly killed by Yang Yuanzhong's palm from the top of their heads. Blood and brain juice splashed everywhere.
"Don't worry, that little bastard's strength is good. Those wastes outside can't stop him. He will definitely come here."
Yang Yuanzhong bowed to his wife's memorial tablet. On the surface, he seemed to be comforting Su Li, but his voice was mixed with a gloomy coldness, making people shudder. "I will twist his head in front of you!"
"You madman …"
Su Li stared at him tightly. Her voice trembled slightly because of fear. No matter how arrogant and strong she was usually, she was afraid at this moment. This Yang Yuanzhong was a devil who killed people without blinking an eye.
"After tonight, you should call me dad like Zhier." Yang Yuanzhong was not annoyed at all and said with a smile.
Su Li no longer paid attention to his words. The air was filled with the smell of blood. Next to her was a drooling fool. The wall behind her was also filled with corpses. It was a tomb. Yang Yuanzhong was a perverted madman. The two black-clothed men in the distance exuded a cold aura, which made her feel cold.
In such an environment, if it weren't for her strong psychological endurance, she would have collapsed long ago. She hoped that this was a very real nightmare!
"Boss, he's here!"
The two black-clothed men, who were standing motionless like dead objects, moved their eyes. One of them said. There was no human emotion in his voice. It was low, evil, and cold.
Su Li immediately looked towards the gate. A figure slowly emerged from the darkness outside and walked in step by step. When the bright light shone on his handsome face, her heart trembled fiercely. She was a little happy, a little excited, and a little worried.
.......... He looked at the people who appeared in the hall. of the people in the hall.................... he looked.............................................
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"Zhi 'er!"
Yang Yuanzhong rushed over like a gust of wind. He grabbed the back of his head and tried to calm his emotions. However, Yang Hongzhi could no longer calm down. He fell into anxiety. Yang Yuanzhong had to reach out and quickly hit two major acupoints on his chest to let him sleep. "Have a good sleep. Father will help you kill him. I will dig out his heart and liver and make it into a strong wine for you to recuperate your body."
"Yang Yuanzhong, this is between me and your Yang family. It has nothing to do with Miss Su. Let her go."
Xiao Luo's eyes were extremely cold. When he saw Su Li tied to the stool and dressed in the fiery red bridal makeup, anger accumulated in his heart. Although he never regarded himself as Su Li's man, he felt inexplicably angry. He would not allow anyone to hurt this woman.
"Let her go?"
Yang Yuanzhong walked back to Su Li's side. His fingers gently stroked Su Li's smooth chin as if he was admiring a work of art. Then, he suddenly grabbed Su Li's neck. He used a lot of strength. Su Li's face quickly turned red because of breathing difficulties. Yang Yuanzhong sneered, "Well, if you cripple your own hands, I will let her go!"
"What a good plan. Unfortunately, you are dreaming!" Xiao Luo sneered.
As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked without any warning, sending a palm strike towards Yang Yuanzhong. Accompanied by a deafening dragon roar, the vigorous palm energy surged and surged throughout the entire hall. Strong winds danced wildly, and wherever it went, the floor of the hall exploded inch by inch, lifting up the floorboards.
"Dragon Subduing 18 Palms?"
Yang Yuanzhong's eyes widened. Xiao Luo's palm strength was too powerful. If he did not dodge, he would definitely be seriously injured. However, he felt that he was holding Su Li hostage, so it was impossible for Xiao Luo to kill him. Xiao Luo's right palm was getting closer and closer. The terrifying palm strength made all the pores on his body expand. He did not hesitate and immediately abandoned Su Li and dodged to the side.
At the same time, he looked over, thinking that Su Li would definitely be smashed to pieces by this palm. However, an unexpected scene occurred.
When that powerful palm strength approached Su Li, it unexpectedly turned as if it had its own consciousness. It was like a torrent that met a huge rock and scattered to the sides. Yang Yuanzhong's wife's memorial tablet collapsed in an instant. Xiao Luo's move, Proud Dragon Shows Remorse, directly hugged Su Li and the chair in his arms. Then, like a gust of wind, he quickly returned to his original position, distancing himself from Yang Yuanzhong.
Xiao Luo tore off the rope tied to Su Li and pushed her behind him. He indifferently said, "Stand behind me."
Su Li stared at the man's back in a daze. Her eyes were filled with amazement and astonishment.
What did this guy use just now? Martial arts?
It was the Dragon Subduing 18 Palms. Did this martial art really exist in this world?
At this moment, Xiao Luo's image in her heart suddenly became tall. She never thought that Xiao Luo would be so powerful. He had the kind of godly martial arts that was seen in wuxia movies.
After the astonishment, there was a warmth in her heart. There was a feeling of being cared for.
Yang Yuanzhong recovered at this time and scolded, "Little bastard, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant. It turns out that you know this martial art."
"Aren't you also relying on the Fire Palm to be so arrogant?" Xiao Luo sneered.
"Have you investigated me?" Yang Yuanzhong's expression froze.
Xiao Luo didn't answer this question. Instead, he looked at Yang Hongzhi and joked, "Your son spent money to get someone to cripple me. He said that if he didn't cripple me, he would eat sh * t. I helped him fulfill his words, but I didn't expect his tolerance to be so poor that he became a fool."
Hearing such understatement, Yang Yuanzhong's mouth fiercely twitched. He angrily said, "Little bastard, I want your life!"
How could he bear it? With a roar, he rushed toward Xiao Luo.
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