Sun Hua looked at the demon snake rushing over, and his face still looked indifferent. No matter how strong or weak the opponent was, he was used to adjusting his mentality and treating everyone equally.

He pressed Sun Zhong's neck gently and immediately fainted. Then Sun Hua slowly stood up and walked up slowly. At this time, the demon snake had already rushed to the front. He did not use the demon fist he was best at, but instead believed in the power of the superstitious weapon. He waved his knife and slashed at Sun Hua.

His movements were as slow as a snail in Sun Hua's eyes. He gently turned around, avoided the blade, and then punched him in the face.

The whistling fist wind sounded, which scared the demon snake so much that it squatted down. Fortunately, when practicing demon fist, it was very important to pay attention to the flexibility of the body. Otherwise, if the power of this punch was dodged, it would definitely be beaten beyond recognition.

The demon snake that avoided Sun Hua's fist did not stop attacking because of the squatting posture. When he turned his wrist, the knife slashed over the waist again.

Sun Hua was like he was merged with the wind. When a breeze blew, Sun Hua drifted lightly with the wind, avoiding his knife. Then the gust of wind seemed to have turned around and came back.

Before the demon snake could withdraw the knife, Sun Hua had already floated back and stretched out his palm to get his wrist. The demon snake still wanted to try to avoid him, but his movements could not keep up with the command of his head. Before he could retract, Sun Hua had already turned his palm into claws and grabbed his hand holding the knife.

The demon snake cried out in a dark voice, and then it felt like its wrist was numb. The whole hand instantly lost its feeling. The hand could no longer hold the steel knife, and it fell to the ground with a "jingle".

His hand was still under the control of others, and the demon snake was so anxious. He turned sideways and pressed it on, and the other hand immediately turned straight, and his elbow really took Sun Hua's abdomen. Since there was no knife, he could only regain his old career. He expected that if Sun Hua used his hand to block his elbow, his bent joint would open as he could, hitting him in the face like a conditional reaction, and then bent his knees and attacking his abdomen again. At that time, he would definitely be in a hurry, so he would have an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Originally, his plan of wishful thinking was very accurate, but it was a pity that his current opponent was Sun Hua. It was a pity that he forgot that the person with the strongest boxing force in their gang was crippled by him by head-on.

Sure enough, Sun Hua did not dodge his elbow, but luckily raised his fist and greeted him. Originally, the fist against the elbow must have won the elbow, but different people will get different results.

The demon snake felt a pain coming from its elbow. The scene where the brother was beaten to the bones displaced just now appeared in front of him again, scaring him so much that he quickly stepped back.

Seeing that he touched him, Sun Hua retreated without chasing him, but turned around and came to his right, waved his feet and kicked him hard at the thigh.

How could the demon snake keep up with him? He had to kick him, and he felt that his thigh was hit by a powerful force, and his entire right leg could not be supported. He knelt on the ground with a "punch" sound, enduring the pain and trying to stand up again, but before he could stand up straight, Sun Hua's second leg came up again, three legs, four legs...

Every time Sun Hua kicked the same part, and the severe pain made the monster snake's face change. Not to mention standing up, his right leg was trembling now. But his fighting spirit was indeed quite tenacious, and his hand that was not caught still wanted to fight a trapped beast.

Sun Hua's body sank, slightly avoiding his fist, pulled his hand, pulled him over, then shook his shoulders, hit the demon snake, letting him scream and fly out, while he was not on the ground, waved his body, floated to his side, and slapped him heavily at his waist, and the demon snake was immediately kicked into the air like a football. Sun Hua squatted gently, pulled his toes towards the ground, and the whole person rushed into the air like a missile to chase the demon snake.

At this moment, the demon snake had entered a semi-coma state, and felt pain in every part of his body. The whistling wind in his ears made him know that he was "living in the clouds". Suddenly, his head tightened, and it turned out that Sun Hua had already chased him and grabbed his head in the air.

He saw his power stagnant at the speed of decreasing, took a deep breath, and then a "ah" screamed, bursting out all the air. A loud "boom" sounded, and blood rained all over the sky, followed by a headless corpse falling to the ground with a "bang", and Sun Hua also jumped down.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, with bright red blood dripping on his fingertips, but his face still had an indifferent look, as if he was not the one who had just taken action. How could the corpse of the demon snake disappear? It turned out that when he was in the air just now, Sun Hua made a living and grabbed his head with one hand. Generally, he would not use such a cruel way of killing, but he hated the demon snake that dared to attack Sun Zhong. He could consider letting go of his own people, but he would never forgive his relatives.

A sound of brakes came outside the warehouse, and a large number of people rushed in with the sound of tight footsteps. Huo Fulang was the leader.

"Brother Hua, are you okay?" Seeing Sun Hua covered in blood, Huo Fulang thought he was injured and asked anxiously.

Sun Hua waved his hand without making a sound, then turned around and picked up Sun Zhong who was already fainting and walked slowly towards his car.

"Brother Hua!" Two figures flashed out. Sun Hua knew that it was God Eleven and God Twelve without having to look at it.

"You go back. Contact Ayi tonight tonight on Eleventh, and ask him to transport a batch of guns in the past few days." Sun Hua stopped and said to them. Since the demon snake has been solved, we will have to ask the Ghost Head Gang for some interest. So far, no one who has a good ending has a good ending. Zhang Jinguang will definitely not be an exception.

Sun Hua turned his head and said to Huo Fulang: "Old Huo, you have prepared for the past few days, mobilize good personnel, and be ready to enter Zhongfeng at any time."

Huo Fulang was shocked when he heard this. His territory had not been expanded for a long time. In recent years, he felt that the Xincheng was small, but he had never contacted Sun Hua. Although they were stronger than Zhongfeng, they would lose 8,000 to kill 10,000 enemies.

In recent years, Xincheng's business has been booming, which has long caused jealousy in the surrounding cities. In addition to Zhongfeng, there are Minghai and Dongmen, but they are afraid that the forces of the Xincheng Gang have never dared to act rashly. If the Xincheng Gang and Zhongfeng are both injured, it will inevitably allow other forces to take advantage of the situation. But now it is different. At that time, the Xincheng Gang equipped with arms will inevitably easily destroy them like a tiger facing a goat. Thinking of this, Huo Fulang smiled excitedly.

Wu Xiaoren, who had just entered, just heard Sun Hua's words and couldn't help but feel nervous. If a large number of arms appeared in the new city, it would inevitably cause a bloody storm. I don't know how many people would die. Thinking of this, he turned his body and blocked Sun Hua's way, "Mr. Sun, China is a society ruled by law. Please don't abuse your power to do something illegal, otherwise I will be the first to let you go."

Sun Hua raised his head and looked at the national security personnel in front of him. His cold eyes penetrated into Wu Xiaoren's heart like two sharp arrows.

Wu Xiaoren met his gaze without fear. In his mind, he always thought that Sun Hua was just a person who had something to do but was ignorant. The things he helped him solve showed that he did whatever he wanted, without the so-called right or wrong, and he took action all based on his own will. This time it seemed that he wanted to completely avenge Sun Zhong's revenge.

"Go away!" Sun Hua said in a deep voice, but his tone was undiscussed, just low, slightly hoarse, and had a sense of magnetic nature.

Wu Xiaoren was shocked. He was about to raise his feet to make way, but then he put it down again. When he raised his head, his eyes were bright and clear.

A trace of praise flashed deep in Sun Hua's eyes. The sound he had used the shocking effect of disturbing the mind. He could hold it up, and it seemed that he had a certain quality. But he shouted coldly: "I'll tell you to go away." His tone became colder and colder.

Wu Xiaoren was still standing there, still staring at Sun Hua, motionless.

Sun Hua stretched out and kicked him.

Wu Xiaoren did not dodge or resist. He had seen Sun Hua's skills. If he wanted to kick him, no matter how he avoided and blocked him, he would be without any labor. So he simply closed his eyes and prepared to be kicked by him.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Hua hit the kick, and Wu Xiaoren also flew out. Surprisingly, he couldn't feel the pain of being kicked. He felt that he had been flying in the air for a while from the sound of the wind whistling in his ears. When his feet were on the ground, he thought he would definitely be thrown into the sky, but the fact was beyond his expectations again. He felt that there was a force holding him invisibly and slowly placing it on the ground.

While he was still thinking about this incredible thing, Sun Hua had already walked into his car with Sun Zhong in his arms. He still wanted to rush in. But Sun Hua had already started the car and left.

At this time, police cars with sirens sounded came over. As someone once said, the police always came in time at the last moment, and their biggest function seemed to be to clean the scene.

Director Chen was also in the team. He walked into the scene surrounded by a group of fully armed policemen. He couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Huo Fulang coming towards him. How could he be here? Of course he knew the underground emperor of Xincheng. Since ancient times, the black and white have been like yin and yang, complementing each other.

When the police saw so many people at the scene, many of them had their own records in the public security bureau, and the warehouse was covered with blood. There was a headless body in the center. They immediately pulled out their guns and pointed at Huo Fulang and the others, shouting: "Don't move, squat down and put their hands on their heads."

Huo Fulang saw that Sun Hua had left, and it was fine for him to stay, so he asked the others to go back and prepare to deal with the Ghost Gang. Unexpectedly, he met the police at the door and treated them as murderers. He couldn't help but frown and wonder what to do. Should he resist or surrender?

He was still thinking that God Eleven and God Twelve over there would be no more. They dared to point guns at them and call them like prisoners. The two looked at each other and were about to take action.

"Director Chen, let them go, it's not their business!" Wu Xiaoren, who came to his senses, did not distort the facts.

Director Chen saw that it was Wu Xiaoren, so he did not dare to refuse to agree. Moreover, he did not want to offend these gangsters in the new city. Otherwise, he would not know who his child would be tied up one day. So he waved his hand and asked the police to put away the gun and go into the scene to deal with the aftermath.
Chapter completed!