Liu Wenhui is about 1.8 meters tall, very thin, with protruding cheekbones and bulging eyes. When he glares at him, he feels murderous intent.

He jumped out of the car, held the scimitar scabbard in his left hand, and approached the truck step by step.

"Who?" Those who were unloading goods found that the person who came was strange and felt a little panic, so they stopped and shouted.

Liu Wenhui stopped and looked at it. There were about six or seven people on the road, and probably four or five people on the truck. He was nervously moving boxes of mobile phones.

Now they all stopped their movements and looked at the uninvited guest nervously. One of them quietly brought out a few swords from a car and was quietly handing them to the person next to him.

Obviously these people don’t know the security manager of Fengyue Group, and they don’t know that he is the oldest among the four evil wolves, Wolf Kill Wuhen, the world’s most mysterious killer organization.

If I know, I'm afraid these people will be afraid of escaping.

Although no one has seen a wolf kill Wuhen, everyone knows the legend of the world that no one who wants to kill Wuhen will take orders will be alive again. Therefore, no one has seen a wolf kill Wuhen.

"You are so brave. You dare to steal the goods of Fengyue Group. You knelt down and beg for mercy. I can spare your life." Liu Wenhui roared angrily, and his left hand shook. With a "clang", a cold light flashed, and the scimitar bounced out.

He stretched forward with his right hand to catch the falling scimitar, and pointed the tip of the knife at everyone, murderous intent.

These people suddenly felt a powerful aura rushing towards the face, and instinctively took two steps back, feeling something was wrong. This must be a master among experts.

"Who are you? Sign up!" At this moment, a big man with long hair and holding a stick in his hand came over. One end of the stick was knocking underground, and the ground trembled.

Liu Wenhui immediately understood that this was the very powerful person who was the custodian who said to hold sticks.

After careful observation, Liu Wenhui concluded that this person was not Yang Dezhi, because first of all, the body was a little smaller than Yang Dezhi and not as burly as Yang Dezhi. Secondly, the stick in his hand was much smaller, and it was impossible for Yang Dezhi to weigh hundreds of kilograms. The color was also different. Yang Dezhi's one was black iron rod, black. The one in this person's hand was brass, which should be a copper rod.

If it weren't for Yang Dezhi, Liu Wenhui would have even more chances of winning. He pointed to the long-haired man and said, "I am Liu Wenhui, the security manager of Fengyue Group. You dare to steal our company's goods. This is a search for death. I have never attacked the unknown. Please sign up quickly!"

"Ah!" I heard that it was Liu Wenhui from Fengyue Group, the dozen people screamed in shock and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Although Liu Wenhui is not as famous as Lei Hubiao in Fengyue Group, he is also famous. How many people in Yanjing underground kingdom don’t know?

However, the long-haired man did not seem to take Liu Wenhui to heart and shouted proudly: "I haven't heard of Liu Wenhui. I only know that there is a Lei Hubiao in your company. I can barely play a few tricks with me. I advise you to get out quickly, otherwise you will die very ugly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the others were shocked. He really didn't expect that he would still speak to Liu Wenhui like this.

A bolder next to him quickly reminded: "He is very powerful, comparable to Lei Hubiao!"

Although they didn't know Liu Wenhui, he was his name, and everyone knows it.

"Damn, don't be more prestigeful to others and destroy your ambition. He is powerful, I am even more powerful!" The long-haired man seemed to disagree.

Although the other party did not report the title, Liu Wenhui still wanted to regain the company's products, so he said again: "I warn you one last time, put the things back into the truck. I can pretend that nothing has happened and ask you to leave. Otherwise, don't blame me for killing me!"

After hearing what he said, several big men were so scared that they really moved things to the truck.

"Stop!" the long-haired man roared, "He's only one of us. Since you are so afraid of him, it's too funny, go to die!"

After saying that, the long-haired man swung the stick in his hand and rushed straight towards him like a crazy bison.

"Boom!" When five meters away from Liu Wenhui, the long-haired man kicked his feet and jumped, like a hungry tiger pounced on food. The copper stick directly hit Liu Wenhui's head.

"Looking for death!" Liu Wenhui sneered, raised the scimitar in his hand and blocked it.

With the skill of Lei Hubiao, although the scimitar is small, after infusing his internal strength, he can easily shake off the man's copper stick.

"Dang!" A loud bang exploded and fire flew everywhere.

No, Liu Wenhui was secretly shocked because he felt a numbness in his mouth and his feet were unsteady. He took two steps back to stand firmly.

Although the other party's stick was also shaken open, it seemed that it only took a step back.

Who is this person? He has good skills!

Liu Wenhui secretly admired him. It seems that he had met a master.

"Swish!" After stabilizing his mind, Liu Wenhui suddenly jumped up, as sensitive as a monkey, and turned around tightly with the long-haired man. The scimitar in his hand was like a rotating wind leaf, and his murderous aura was swept away in a strait.

Liu Wenhui's scimitar skills are the best in the world. He can swing hundreds of swords in one minute, and instantly he will peel and pick up the flesh, leaving only a white bone.

But the other party seemed not weak either. Although he seemed to be drunk, he was a little tilted. However, his body was not crooked, but he always had the upper hand with the advantage of the stick in his hand.

One is a scimitar less than two feet and the other is a copper stick more than two meters, so the advantages and disadvantages are very obvious.

Although Liu Wenhui's sword skills are fast enough, he often has no close contact and is threatened by the copper stick. He has no choice but to withdraw his own safety.

In a moment, the two people fought for hundreds of rounds, and the internal force emitted by each other became a cyclone, sweeping the surrounding dust into the air. The dust flew up, covering the sky and the sun, which was very spectacular.

"Click!" With a sound, Liu Wenhui took a chance, stepped forward, and instantly grabbed the copper stick with his left hand, while the scimitar in his right hand pressed against the stick and slashed it.

The long-haired man obviously did not expect that Liu Wenhui would use this seemingly risky trick, and he could not pull out the copper rod for a while.

Seeing the scimitar coming as fast as lightning, he had to let go.

But it was still late, and Liu Wenhui's scimitar had already slashed his arm.

"Ah!" the long-haired man shouted.

With one move, Liu Wenhui did not continue to chop and slash and released the stick he was holding.

The long-haired man screamed and took a few steps back, but he still held the stick in his right hand.

"Kill!" Seeing that the long-haired man was injured, the dozen men waved the sword in their hands and rushed up.
Chapter completed!