Qi Kunlun did not start a big killing, and showed mercy. Neither of the two red sticks he hit was killed, but they would definitely lose their combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

"Pojun is still too killing, which is not a good thing for him to understand the mystery of the indestructible gods. However, it requires him to think about it himself. No matter how much I mention it, it will be useless if I can't understand it." Qi Kunlun put the cigar into his mouth and slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke.

After Po Jun killed five people in a row, the military boots under his feet were stomped to pieces due to excessive force, and the floor tiles were broken, leaving his footprints.

"Who else?" Pojun asked coldly, his knees together, bent slightly, pointed straight at the ground with one hand, and blocked his chest with the other hand to defend. The stake of Bajiquan was standing.

When the big bosses and members of the Qing Gang saw this scene, they were so scared that they couldn't help but take a breath. The two red sticks were even more secretly glad that they were beaten by Qi Kunlun. Otherwise, how could they have the fate?

In fact, Po Jun’s limit is probably to deal with three magic forces at the same time. If there are more, it will be difficult, and his injuries have not healed yet. Therefore, Qi Kunlun chose to help.

Po Jun's physical energy consumption was also very serious. He saw that his fists were sweating, as if they were fished out of the water just now.

When you hit someone, you are anxious to get the dark force and close your pores, sweat will basically be difficult to flow out of your body. Most of them will be "refined essence into qi", and the remaining waste water will be discharged from the palm of your hand.

The members of the Qing Gang around couldn't help but take two steps back, red sticks! All five red sticks were beaten to death by Pojun!

The other two were brave and lost their combat effectiveness by Qi Kunlun's attack.

The red stick who was hit by the chopping fist roared in his mouth at this time, his face turned red, and finally he had the ability to move and transformed the chopping fist force left in his body by Qi Kunlun.

"It turns out that this is not a blow. When you practice kung fu to a high place, you can hit the person with one punch and nail it to the ground and unable to move." After the master's face turned red, he immediately became pale, feeling that his physical strength was empty, his hands and feet were weak, and he had no strength.

The red stick who had been hit by more than 20 "Sun-shaped punching fist" vomited several mouthfuls of blood before he recovered. He was secretly glad that he knew that if the other party wanted to kill him, he just needed to add a "finger" to poke his throat, or the force of the punching fist was a little stronger, which was enough to blow his heart!

Du Buwei's whole face was so dark that it looked a little ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Go and find the general of the East China Fleet who is playing in our club."

"Okay, I'll go now!" A member agreed and quickly turned around.

Chen Zerong gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out that he has two brushes. No wonder he can be so arrogant!"

Du Buwei said coldly: "You two are not from the army, are you? Your hands and feet are very sharp!"

Pojun looked at him coldly, but he had no intention of answering at all.

Qi Kunlun said, "One code is the same as one code. I only ask Chen Zehui for trouble, so I show mercy. Here, I will give you the last advice, don't be shameless!"
Chapter completed!