The powerful fist is like a mountain torrent.

"Crazy!"

The middle-aged man stretched his feet against the ground and slid back several meters.

Wherever you pass, the ground rolls up and two ravines that are half a foot deep are plowed out.

Xu Hailong's forward rush came to an abrupt end.

He stared at the middle-aged man with his eyes wide open and his qi undulating as if he was riding a roller coaster, sometimes as strong as a burning sun, sometimes as weak as a candle.

He took Song Xiao's thunderous punch and faced the middle-aged man head-on. Even though Xu Hailong had profound skills, he could not do it without any loss.

In fact, he has suffered considerable internal injuries.

There is a clearly contoured fist mark at Xu Hailong's chest.

The muscles around the fist print were red and purple, and they were still swollen, causing Xu Hailong to be depressed and vomiting, and the operation of his internal breath was also affected.

The middle-aged man spoke in a deep voice: "Sorry, this road is not open!"

"Pooh!"

Xu Hailong spitted on the ground, with some bloodshots mixed in it.

"Bullying the less with the more, is this the style of the Wu Alliance?" he said in a sarcastic tone.

"The provocation method is useless."

Song Xiao stepped towards Xu Hailong, his eyes frightened toward him: "Xu Hailong, just surrender, you can't escape."

"Let me surrender?"

Xu Hailong grinned, his eyebrows pounded, and his practice clothes swelled up like he was filled with breath: "It seems like I've been eating it, so I'll have less dreams of spring and autumn."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Hailong's burly body suddenly expanded.

"Crack!"

Amid the dense sound of bone collisions, Xu Hailong instantly turned into a giant man with a height of more than two meters and a tangled muscles all over his body, and his training suit was almost broken.

Xu Hailong twisted his neck, touched his fists as his chest, and made a roar like a collision of steel. The air wave exploded with an amazing power.

He hooked his finger at Song Xiao. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was very clear.

"I won't cry until I see the coffin."

Seeing this, Song Xiao spoke out expressionlessly, then raised his right arm and made a gesture.

Wei Tao, Qin Shaolei, Feng Xundao and Acropolis walked out of their hiding place at the same time, forming a loose encirclement, surrounding Xu Hailong in the middle.

Behind them were members of the martial arts alliance lined up in an orderly manner, as well as elite disciples from the Tongbei Sect, the Yihu Martial Arts Hall, and the Bitao Martial Arts Hall.

Xu Hailong was stunned.

After being stunned for four or five seconds, Xu Hailong cursed in anger: "My surname is Song, I want to fight you one-on-one. You don't fucking the rules of the world!"

"I'm not in the mood, nor do I have time to slander you."

Song Xiao clenched his fists and said coldly: "I will give you another chance in the end and surrender, otherwise you will be the one who will fight us one by one."

Xu Hailong was almost angry to death.

His teeth were clenched, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Song Xiao's eyes as if he was looking at his irreconcilable enemy, full of strong anger and hatred.

"I kill you!"

Xu Hailong suddenly roared wildly, kicked his feet, and rushed towards Song Xiao as fast as lightning, like an angry lion, trying to tear the other party to pieces.

Song Xiao's eyes flashed with a fierce anger, and he did not retreat but advanced, and he took the initiative to rush forward to Xu Hailong.

Fan Rongming, Wei Tao and Qin Shaolei looked at each other and joined the battle at the same time.

It took less than a minute and the battle ended.

It is more like a one-sided beating than a battle.

Faced with the battle between the four masters of Huajin, no matter how powerful Xu Hailong's martial arts are, he will not have any chance of winning, so he lost it simply.

Xu Hailong lay on the cold ground, with a bruised nose, a swollen face, and his body was covered with bruises. His limbs and joints were removed, and he could not move like a dead fish.

An indescribable sense of shame washed away Xu Hailong's body and mind.

Since he became famous, how could he have been so embarrassed?

At this moment, Xu Hailong had the intention to commit suicide.

Unfortunately, people are the ones who serve as the slaughter and the other is the one who serves as the fish, and even if they want to commit suicide, they are still a luxury.

"I'm not convinced!"

Xu Hailong's teeth were clenched, his eyes widened, he glared at Song Xiao, Fan Rongming, Wei Tao, Qin Shaolei, Feng Xundao and others, and forced a sentence out of his throat.

"Shut up!"

Song Xiao frowned and kicked Xu Hailong in the head, kicking the latter out.

Feng Xundao's eyelids twitched, and he distantly looked away.

As an elder of the Tongbei Sect, Feng Xundao and Xu Hailong actually have a good relationship. Seeing that the other party has fallen to such a miserable state, it is inevitable that the rabbit will feel sad.

However, Feng Xundao can still distinguish between public and private.

Except for Qin Shaolei, no one else noticed Feng Xundao's expression change at all.

Qin Shaolei glanced at Feng Xundao meaningfully and said nothing more.

After kicking Xu Hailong out, Song Xiao looked at Fan Rongming again and said straight to the point: "Brother Fan, can you ask you to send this person to the leader?"

Fan Rongming nodded: "No problem."

Wei Tao said in confusion: "I finally caught a big fish, why don't we interrogate it first?"

"Xu Hailong has a strong sense of self-esteem. He was beaten up by us just now. His mind must be full of shame and resentment. Even if we interrogate him now, we can't ask anything, and instead waste precious time."

Song Xiao explained tirelessly: "It would be better to hand him over to the leader of the alliance and let the leader interrogate himself. With the means of the leader, he can definitely let him explain it obediently."

Wei Tao suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly.

"Everyone, I'll say goodbye first."

Fan Rongming reached out and grabbed Xu Hailong's collar, picked up the other party from the ground without any effort, and then strode towards the car parked not far away.

When the car carrying Fan Rongming and Xu Hailong left, Song Xiao pointed to the gate of the Hailong Martial Arts Hall and said, "Press the seal and let's go to the next place."

"yes!"

A uniform response sounded around.

*******

Half an hour later.

The top of a skyscraper.

"Bang!"

A can of cold water poured on his head, awakening Xu Hailong who was unconscious.

Xu Hailong opened his eyes with some difficulty.

The first thing that caught Xu Hailong's eye was a slender and tall figure.

The figure stood with his back to him, standing on the edge of the rooftop, looking at the player's lights in the distance, as if he could ride the wind at any time, and his whole body exuded a vast and vast aura.

Next to the figure, the middle-aged man who had punched him stood with his hands, his eyes fixed on his toes, his waist half bent, and his posture was extremely respectful.

Xu Hailong's heart suddenly sank into the bottom of the valley, and he felt like he fell into an ice cave.

"He woke up, leader."

Immediately afterwards, Xu Hailong heard a clear and powerful voice sounding behind him, also full of awe.

The figure with his back to Xu Hailong slowly turned around.

A pair of quiet and deep eyes fell on Xu Hailong's face, but his eyes were not very sharp, but it made him feel that his soul was seen through.
Chapter completed!