"Next time? Do you want to have a next time?" Po Jun snorted coldly at this time, took a step forward, and a dull sound, the ground trembled, and the entire resort seemed to tremble.

Po Jun was tall and strong, and was extremely powerful. He took the "rear seat" of the cannon fist and took a step forward, just like a cannon roaring, shocking people.

Qi Kunlun looked at Chen Zehui and said, "Are you threatening me?"

Chen Zehui turned to look at Du Buwei and said, "Please make the decision for me!"

Du Buwei is the chairman of Qingshui Group, and he is also the boss of the Qing Gang. Everyone must obey his orders. Qi Kunlun shot Chen Zehui to death at the Qing Gang. This was also a slap in the face and was an act of not giving him face.

Du Buwei's face darkened and he said slowly: "No matter who you are, you have done such a bad thing. Today, no matter what, our Qing Gang will not let you go."

Qi Kunlun said, "Okay, I want to see why your Qing Gang is planning to not let me go!"

Du Buwei pointed at Qi Kunlun and said to a red stick: "Take it!"

At this time, Po Jun took two steps to the side, arrived in front of a single sofa, and kicked it violently. The two hundred pound sofa immediately slid against the ground. After a snorting, he stopped steadily behind Qi Kunlun.

"Sir, please sit down, everything will be done by the humble officer!" Pojun said in a deep voice.

Qi Kunlun smiled, then bent down and sat down, raised his legs, took out a cigar, and said, "I have heard that the Qing Gang Shuanghua Hongshang rarely has rivals. Today, I will not bully others by virtue. I will follow the rules of the world with you! If you can beat me and beat me to death, I will never have any complaints."

The red stick stepped forward, looked at Po Jun, who was about the same height as him, grinned and said, "It's really a long time since I saw such a person who came to the door to die."

This red stick has a huge body, but its gait is light, giving people a sense of agility. It is obviously a person who has entered the cerebralization of kung fu and has great abilities.

"Don't talk nonsense." Po Jun replied with four words expressionlessly.

Du Buwei nodded and said, "Don't talk too much, just beat him to death! After you beat him to death, you will deal with this crazy gangster."

The red stick nodded slightly, rubbed his steps, and was extremely flexible. With a snorkeling, he came to Po Jun's side. He was tangled with his palm and knife, and he was diagonally tangent to Po Jun's ribs! This burly man who was about two meters tall was practicing the extremely flexible Baguazhang!

"Fancy!" Po Jun showed disdain, his body twisted, his blood and blood swelled, he clenched his fist, and threw it out like a big pendulum.

The red stick's palm knife touched Po Jun's fist and immediately felt the blood in his body rolling, and his arms were extremely numb! This made him feel shocked, and the other party's strength was a bit exaggerated!

"laugh!"

The red stick moved again, wandered around again, and slid to Pojun again with one bend and one push, and his arm poked out like a spiritual snake, judging Pojun's crotch!

"Die me!" Po Jun's big hand instantly turned into an eagle claw, bounced forward, grabbed the person's shoulder and tore it away, and immediately pulled away the opponent's strength. At the same time, he stabbed it out with one elbow!

Hongbang hurriedly raised his hand to stop it, but he was hit by a slap and was hit on his forearm with an elbow. His face was twisted in pain. Before he could take the next move, Pojun immediately hit him with a flying knee!

"boom!"

The red stick was hit in his chest, and there was a dense sound of bone shattering. He flew backwards and made the man overturn. When he looked up at him, he had completely lost his vital signs.

"I'll meet you!" Another double flower red stick jumped out, two eight-slashing knives in his hand, rolled on the spot, cutting straight into Pojun's lower three routes.
Chapter completed!