"Ah ah" two screams suddenly sounded.
The bodyguard's big fist stopped less than twenty centimeters away from the sword-browed young man.
The sword-browed young man pushed hard with his backhand and broke his hands like lotus roots.
The sound the bones made was like the sound of a lotus root breaking.
Both right hands were severely broken.
An ordinary person would definitely faint from the pain, but the two bodyguards were not ordinary people.
Enduring the severe pain.
The two of them raised their legs at the same time and moved towards the crotch of the sword-browed young man.
This move is fast enough, cruel enough, and insidious enough.
Not to mention ordinary people, even Lianjiazi may not be able to escape.
Unexpectedly, the sword-browed young man seemed to know that they were going to do this, and his body bounced upward slightly, and the two big fists that were about to land on the young man's life swept into the air.
The other party was very cruel, and the sword-browed young man was no longer polite.
He tiptoed the ground, jumped into the air, and swept his right foot towards the two of them one after another.
It was too fast, the two bodyguards were just relying on their body's instinctive reaction.
This level directly breaks the bones of the other wrist.
Think about it, one foot can sweep off the wrists of two hands in succession, what kind of strength it must be.
This time, the two bodyguards were no longer able to fight back.
After the sword-browed young man's kick, the two of them flew out like sandbags being thrown at them.
Seeing that the obstacle was over, the sword-browed young man pulled back and prepared to stop.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.
The unidentified shadow didn't say hello and just slashed with one hand.
The sword-browed young man strolled around the court, waving his hands to resist.
The fight between the two was like a performance, which was particularly beautiful to watch.
The shape is graceful, the movements are light and unrestrained, the rhythm is free and the footwork is agile and steady, agile and changeable.
Every move is like a performance, but not quite.
The people present have all seen the world, and they know that this kind of good looks is fatal.
If you are not careful, you will fall into great passivity.
Once passivity is formed, winning or losing is basically doomed.
After several exercises, the black figure became more and more courageous as he fought.
On the other hand, sweat was already visible on the forehead of the sword-browed young man.
"Zeyang, you lose."
The shadow choked the sword-browed young man named Chen Zeyang.
Instead of despairing of failure, the sword-browed young man felt a burst of joy: "Brother Tianzhong, your skills have improved a lot.
It seems that you have been competing with masters during this time."
"You're not bad either.
Your strength and speed have increased a lot, but your flexibility is a bit lacking."
The eldest brother present was confused by the conversation between the two.
Which one did he raise?
"Stop!"
A shout suddenly came from outside the door, and an old man with a dignified appearance, gray hair and squinting eyes appeared in front of everyone.
Behind him were dozens of old people.
These old people are not from the Yangko Troupe.
Their identities are the most mysterious elders of Wangyue Pavilion.
"Elder Hou," Yuan Tianzhong said strangely as he retracted his hand.
"Master", the sword-browed young man bowed to the white-haired elder at the head.
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The old man nodded slightly and expressed his gratitude.
Under the curiosity of all the eldest brothers, the white-haired elder named Hou Tao walked into the east hall and found a seat to sit down.
A group of elders also followed in and stood behind him.
"Who are you?"
Song Zhuo asked immediately, furious as he saw his subordinate being knocked down.
The white-haired old man did not speak, but the sword-browed young man named Chen Zeyang spoke: "Wangyue Pavilion."
The people in Wangyue Pavilion seemed to be born with the arrogance of being superior to others, and they looked down upon everyone.
The eldest brother present at "Wangyue Pavilion" was confused by what he saw.
They looked at the dozen elders in front of them, and then at Xie Wendong.
A question mark suddenly rose in his heart: "Didn't it mean that Xie Wendong had already controlled Wangyue Pavilion?
Why didn't Xie Wendong tell everyone that the elder of Wangyue Pavilion was coming today?
Could it be that he had no good intentions?"
Seeing everyone looking at him, Xie Wendong smiled and shrugged, indicating that he really didn't know what was going on.
Seeing Xie Wendong make such an action, the elder brothers present were even more confused.
Xie Wendong said that this matter has nothing to do with him, so what is the purpose of these people coming here?
I'm afraid only these people in front of me can solve the mystery in the big brothers' hearts.
The bosses present were all masters of adapting to the changing circumstances.
Although they felt uncomfortable when seeing the sudden visit of the Wangyue Pavilion elder, they pretended to welcome him.
An eldest brother named Liu Jiuyin laughed and said: "Welcome to the elders.
If you have anything to do, just give me an order.
There is no need for you to make a trip."
The white-haired elder did not speak, and the sword-browed disciple spoke again: "Our master said that it is better to discuss some things in person."
"What's going on?"
Xie Wendong asked.
The white-haired elder who was still putting on a high-end posture there smiled slightly when he heard Xie Wendong's question: "You are Xie Wendong, Boss Xie.
Well, not bad, you are still young and promising."
"This elder is so complimentary.
In front of Wangyue Pavilion, I am just a nobody."
Xie Wendong said modestly.
Anyone can hear the meaning behind Xie Wendong's words.
But the candidate didn't pay attention and just said calmly: "As long as you know, small people are small people after all.
Don't think about how to swallow the elephant.
All you have to do is to be your underworld big brother safely. " The words of the elder named Hou were like a bombshell that stirred up a thousand waves with one stone.
Isn't this an obvious attempt to humiliate Xie Wendong?
Wangyue Pavilion was really bold and went so far as to find trouble with Xie Wendong, who was cruel and ruthless.
Song Zhuo, who had just started a business with Xie Wendong, saw that the leader of the "own side" was humiliated, and the two bodyguards had their wrists broken by the other party.
This couldn't help but make him furious.
The uncontrollable anger burned from his heart to his forehead.
When his head was hot, he said this: "You guys in Wangyue Pavilion, don't bully others too much.
If you piss me off, I'll kill you."
You were all destroyed."
As soon as the words came out, Song Zhuo regretted them.
When reason came back to him, she had to think again.
What kind of place is Wangyue Pavilion, and who are the elders?
If you pick someone at random, you can easily put yourself to death.
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Now, I am left as a polished commander.
I have offended them.
How can I be as good as myself?
Thinking of this, Song Zhuo panicked.
He secretly looked at the white-haired elder, wanting to know his reaction.
The old man didn't take Song Zhuo seriously at all, and of course he didn't care much about the nonsense he said.
Not long after, the white-haired elder finally spoke: "According to the order of Zhou Tian, the master of Wangyue Pavilion, we will supervise the production of more than a dozen newly integrated Hongmen branches.
From now on, we will plan your actions.
Every day Half of the brothers in this society will still be assigned to you, and the other half will be gathered together for training.
This group of people is the backbone of our interests.
We will use this group of people for future expansion and self-protection."