I saw that Peng Qingzhan's right hand claw had been twisted and deformed, and even the three fingers that formed claw prints of his thumb, index finger and middle finger had been twisted, and blood came out from the joints. You can tell at a glance that this hand was basically scrapped.

It was possible to break the Great Vajra handprint of Mr. Peng Qi in one move, and his entire claw was smashed and destroyed. Such skills were definitely not something that people of Peng Qingzhan could compete with. Therefore, after being shocked, Peng Qingzhan actually endured the severe pain and looked at Zhao Zilong who was relaxed and comfortable, saying, "Who are you, who are you? Here in the Shaolin family..."

However, before Peng Qingzhan finished speaking, Zhao Zilong waved his hand impatiently: "I don't need to know who you are, and I'm not interested in your master's background. Of course, you shouldn't be interested in my identity."

Peng Qingzhan is so smart that he can't know what Zhao Zilong really wants, but when he thinks of the ability of the man behind him, he hesitated again.

After this hesitation, Zhao Zilong took action for the second time. Peng Qingzhan felt a flash in front of him. Zhao Zilong had already arrived in front of him. Immediately afterwards, a suffocating breath of death made him look extremely scared.

Peng Qingzhan's entire body was picked up by someone's neck, his feet were seven inches away from the ground, and he had no way to struggle.

Zhao Zilong pinched Peng Qingzhan's neck, like a butcher carrying a little rabbit waiting to be slaughtered, very relaxed and comfortable.

"I asked you before, you didn't say it, so you have lost the opportunity to continue talking with me." After saying that, without giving Peng Qingzhan any chance to speak, Zhao Zilong crushed his neck.

Peng Qingzhan stared at him, thinking that his two black and white figures in Binhai City could easily die in the hands of others. This death was too sudden and too fast for him, and he did not give him any chance to make up for it.

If he is given another chance, Peng Qingzhan will never take on that mission, even if he still doesn't know what kind of power Zhao Zilong has. Zhao Zilong is really terrible. This guy is completely unreasonable in playing cards, and he is decisive in killing and ruthless. If he doesn't treat him with a little bit of temper, he will kill you and will not give you a second chance!

After killing Peng Qingzhan, who could cause great turmoil by stomping his feet in Binhai City, he did not leave immediately, and there was no look of panic after killing people on his face. He took out a phone call from Peng Qingzhan's pocket, opened the address book and read it for more than ten seconds before locking a number.

Peng Qingzhan has fought the most in the past few days, and is marked as Young Master Ming.

Among all Peng Qingzhan's contacts, only this person's name is marked as a respectful title like Young Master. Others, even the director of the Binhai Public Security Department, have their names stored directly.

Zhao Zilong directly used Peng Qingzhan's phone number to dial a foreign encrypted phone number. The phone was quickly connected and a woman's voice came: "Number."

Zhao Zilong laughed and said, "It's me."

"Omaiga! Boss, it's you. Oh my God, where are you? Wait, how could you go in China and when?" After a moment of stunnedness on the phone, the other party finally heard Zhao Zilong's voice, made an extremely excited voice, and a series of questions were thrown over.

"I just came here for a few days, but don't tell me about this. I want to be quiet for a while, OK?" Zhao Zilong replied helplessly. If it weren't for this incident, he wouldn't really make this call.

"Help me check a phone number, I need to know the detailed information of the owner who uses this number." Zhao Zilong said the number marked as Young Master Ming on Peng Qingzhan's mobile phone, and then explained some things to the other party and hung up the phone.

In the basement of a villa in a small town in the south of New York, the United States, various computers and electronic devices make the whole room look extremely crowded. Seven or eight LCD screens display various data. Of course, there is also a monitor that is playing island love films.

In such a room, anyone who sees it will associate the owner of the room as a wretched masturbation otakus. However, everything is often cruel. The owner of this villa is a woman, a blonde and blue-eyed Western beauty.

This woman was not wearing any clothes, but only three points were covered by her sexy bra and underwear. Her white skin was as smooth as jade. Her proud breasts and perky buttocks were able to kill countless generations of Miss World in seconds.

A woman looks not old, at most she is in her twenties, or even younger. Her name is Joan and Angelina Joan.

Of course, not many people know who Angelina Joan is. But if the name Dark Angel is mentioned, hackers all over the world and people from various countries' intelligence agencies will be familiar with it. For the underground world, Dark Angel is also the most mysterious existence, and even her mystery has gradually been compared with the people of the underground world in the past two years.

Angelina-Qiong's slender fingers were typing on the keyboard very quickly. In a moment, a three-dimensional three-dimensional image appeared on the display screen. The map of China and the map of the coastal area quickly approached, and finally accurately positioned a certain place.

"Finally I found you, Ouye!" Joan jumped up from the chair like a nervousness, and the two magnificent balls on her chest were even more trembling, making people thrill.

After jumping on the ground for a few times, Qiong immediately returned to the computer and sat down, typing on the keyboard at a rapid speed. Soon a detailed information appeared on the screen. Qiong grabbed the phone and called, and after the other party answered, he said, "The man was Xu Zhiming, 27 years old, Han nationality, an outstanding member of the third generation of the Xu family in the seven major Chinese families, and one of the candidates for the next generation of the Xu family heirs."

In Binhai City, in the villa where Peng Qingzhan lived, the villa where he lived was swallowed by the rolling flames in a shocking explosion. At this time, somewhere outside the villa, Zhao Zilong was walking towards the city with Peng Qingzhan's phone facing the area that shone with his back to the sky like the daylight.

"Seven major families? Xu family?" Zhao Zilong said, "I understand, you can continue watching island love movies, bye!" As he said that, he hung up the phone directly, but he didn't know that the exotic beauty on the other end of the phone was so angry that she stamped her feet.

I found out the number that the young master was marked, pressed the call button, and the phone was quickly connected, and a young man's voice came: "Have everything done?"

"Maybe you will be disappointed." Zhao Zilong said directly.

"I already know who you are. Be careful when going out tomorrow. There are too many people taking the driver's license recently, there are too many killers on the road, and the probability of a car accident is also very high." After saying that, Zhao Zilong did not talk much to the other party. He used his palms to make a painful moan, and the phone was pinched into pieces, and the phone card inside seemed to be the object of Zhao Zilong's deliberate care, and it was pinched and scrapped.

In the capital, in a small villa in the villa group where the Xu family is located, Xu Zhiming listened to the busy voice coming from the phone, and showed a ferocious look on his handsome face. He threw countless expensive mobile phones that could be afforded by selling kidneys and blood on the ground. His bright eyes stared at the night sky outside and said to himself: "A illegitimate son who was abandoned by the Zhao family dared to threaten me."

After talking to himself, Xu Zhiming became silent, with a deep and calm expression on his face. He is the best among the Xu family's generation, and even among the children of the aristocratic families, so he can calm down quickly and think about the consequences of this matter.

Mr. Peng Qi of Binhai City is not called out in vain. Xu Zhiming knew Mr. Peng Qi's ability very well, but Mr. Peng Qi was dead, otherwise the phone would not have fallen into Zhao Zilong's hands.

Of course, it is not surprising that Mr. Peng Qi died. The problem is that he died too quickly!

This means that Zhao Zilong's counterattack was too fast and was as powerful as thunder.

Xu Zhiming frowned slightly. Some things from seven years ago began to come to his mind. He thought that the boy was a decisive and ruthless character seven years ago. His brows were even deeper. He was not afraid of smart and difficult opponents, but he was afraid that his opponent was a crazy man who did not play according to common sense.
Chapter completed!