After hearing this sarcasm, Jiang Zhicheng's fear instantly dissipated. He sat back on his boss's chair and said calmly: "Yes, my people are all mobs. I wonder how much better you and your subordinates are than mine?"

While speaking, Jiang Zhicheng tapped on the keyboard in front of him a few times, and the surveillance screen of the entire building immediately appeared on the computer screen.

Then Jiang Zhicheng moved his mouse and looked at him one by one. He was looking for someone who broke into the headquarters of Gaosa Club.

But every time he saw a picture, his eyebrows would slightly raise. The lobby on the first floor was already in chaos, with more than a dozen security guards lying on the ground, and all the public facilities in the lobby were smashed beyond recognition. The senior executives who had just left were coming down from the elevator and running towards the front door.

From the second to fifth floors, there are the office areas of Gaosa Company’s business department. The second and third floors seem to have not been damaged, but the corridors on the floors are filled with unknown liquid.

At this time, three figures appeared in the corridor on the fifth floor.

One man and three women can be seen from their body shape. One man and one woman stood in front of the elevator, chatting with a relaxed look on their faces, and there was also a super beautiful daughter who was carrying a white gasoline barrel and was constantly spilling gasoline into the office area.

"You will know if my people are a mob."

A hoarse voice sounded behind Jiang Zhicheng at this time. The bald middle-aged man appeared, his eyes were also staring at the computer screen, and he said with satisfaction: "Very good, it's Liu Feng, he is dead today."

"This young man is Liu Feng? A person who makes me so anxious is so young?" Jiang Zhicheng's eyes also stopped on the young man in front of the elevator entrance.

That's right, it was Liu Feng who was chatting with Liu Feng at the same time. He was spilling gasoline everywhere like a female hooligan, so it was naturally Miss Yang.

"Let your people take action, otherwise they really set fire and we will all be burned here." Jiang Zhicheng's eyes moved away from the computer screen and turned his head to look at the bald middle-aged man behind him.

There was no expression on the bald face, but he just shook his head gently, "If you want to set the fire, they will put it on the first floor. Wait. I have to wait for them to go to the top floor so that there is no chance of running away."

"Okay, I hope you can really solve this Liu Feng."

"You'll know in a while."

...

Half an hour later, Liu Feng took Ailiner and Yang Shiwen to the top floor by elevator.

When the elevator door opened, Liu Feng just stepped out of the elevator with one leg and a big fist hit the left side.

The fist wind caused by this punch was extremely fierce, and even caused a buzzing sound of air tremor.

Bang!

However, although this punch was fast and heavy, Liu Feng's reaction was faster. His right hand suddenly raised and he grabbed the fist steadily before the punch hit him.

And at this time, Liu Feng kicked out on his right leg.

Dong!

It can be said that Liu Feng almost didn't look at the person who attacked him, but he just instinctively counterattacked with the direction of the opponent's punch, so his move was too fast, and this kick accurately hit the attacker's lower abdomen.

A bald young man in his thirties rubbed his feet against the ground after being hit, flew backwards nearly five meters away before he stood firm.

That's right, I stood firm and didn't fall down after hitting Brother Feng.

At the same time, Liu Feng's figure flashed and he also got out of the elevator.

His eyes were fixed on the bald young man. No, at the innermost side of the corridor, there were two bald young men standing. They were both in their thirties and were not tall, but they were extremely strong.

After seeing the opponent clearly, Liu Feng raised his right foot and gently moved his ankle. He kicked his opponent just now, but he felt like he was kicking the steel plate.

"I didn't expect that there were such masters in Gaosa Club. Such great skills, but still bald. Are you from Shaolin Temple?" Liu Feng asked at the bald man in front of him.

"Hmph! We are not practicing Shaolin hard skills if we have no knowledge."

The bald head who was hit by Liu Feng said, "Let you know, my name is Lu Cong, and I come from the capital Lu family."

oh!

A glimmer of light flashed in Liu Feng's eyes, "Lu family, can't you finally help it?"

"That's right, the Lu family thinks that keeping you in this world is a disaster after all."

"So today we come, and you're dead."

The two bald men on the innermost side of the corridor said one by one, and walked towards Liu Feng.

"You don't have to come here."

Lu Cong raised his right hand and said without looking back: "This prey belongs to me. If I can't do it, you're here."

"Lu Cong, this kid is very fast, don't play with fire."

"I tell you, you won't let us take action together now. If you are beaten to death, I will not save you."

The other two bald men stopped, but their tone seemed very dissatisfied.

"You two are talking nonsense, so watch from behind." After Lu Cong threw out this sentence, he rushed forward two steps, and a knock-on punch hit Liu Feng in the chest.

"What a beautiful Xingyi Breaking Fist, but I will do it." Liu Feng rushed forward, his right fist collapsed from his waist.

Bang!

The two of them made a loud noise in their fists, and then they stepped back at the same time.

Lu Cong withdrew five and a half steps, and Liu Feng took two steps. Judging from his skills, Liu Feng had an absolute advantage, but at this time Liu Feng felt his wrists numb, and even two blue veins bulged on his forearm.

"It's interesting. Hard Qigong and Xingyiquan are obviously only at the level of dark power, but their power is so great."

"You know it's too late."

Lu Cong pounced forward again. He was very fast and punched very hard. His left and right hands collapsed continuously, like a quick bow. He punched a broken punch almost every half step forward, and fisted in the corridor.

This time, Liu Feng did not fight hard with him, but his hands were rising and falling like dragons. He used the Tai Chi silk-wrapped technique to remove the force. His hands were slapped from different angles, either slapping the opponent's fist face or slapping the opponent's fist sideways, and always used clever force to destroy Lu Conggang's fierce attack.

After connecting Lu Cong's eleven punches, Liu Feng closed his arms and used the gap that his opponent's left fist had not been closed and his right fist had not yet been hit. He hit the side of his body with a bang.

At this moment, Liu Feng's speed reached the extreme. Lu Cong's eyes burst into pieces, and then he felt as if he was hit by a tank that rushed towards him at full speed, and his chest seemed to be about to explode.

"Bajiquan's...backed by the mountain..."

After being hit, Lu Cong shouted out Liu Feng's offensive moves, but his feet had already flew away from the ground and his body flew backwards seven or eight meters away.

But Liu Feng stood firmly at this time, raised his hand and rubbed his right shoulder, and said in a playful tone: "Baji back is the most suitable barbaric move for breaking hard Qigong. Lu Cong, don't think that only you can play hard, Brother Feng, I'm harder than you!"

Ah puff!

Lu Cong, who fell to the ground, spurted blood half a meter high, then kicked his feet suddenly and died.

"It's really hard! What a ruthless backer, a tough way to play."

"But your barbaric move can only kill a fool like Lu Cong, which is ineffective for us."

The other two bald men walked up shoulder to shoulder. Both of them were locked in Liu Feng, and they did not look down when passing Lu Cong's corpse. Even the bald man on his left side stepped over Lu Cong's corpse.
Chapter completed!