Huh?!

Why did Li Qingcheng's arm become so thick?!

What a thick hair, it feels very touching!

When Zhou Kun touched Li Qingcheng's palm, he found that her palm was covered with thick calluses.

"Hehe, white hair, have you touched enough? I'm charged!" At this moment, Tang Long's joked laughter came from behind Zhou Kun.

Zhou Kun was full of storms and cursed angrily: "Fuck, boy, who are you?!"

Bang!

Before Zhou Kun finished speaking, Tang Long slapped over and cursed angrily: "Baimao, why are you talking to your grandfather?!"

"You...you dare to hit me?"

Zhou Kun covered his swollen and painful face and said angrily: "Do you know who I am?!"

"Hmph, there's so much nonsense!" As he said that, Tang Long reached out and grabbed Zhou Kun's white hair and hit the hood of the Rolls-Royce.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Only three muffled sounds were heard, and Zhou Kun's head was bleeding.

Zhou Kun said with a trembling face: "Ah, blood... blood, my young master actually bleeds?!"

"Idiot!" Tang Long grabbed Zhou Kun's hair and slammed the car hood so hard that he saw Zhou Kun fainted on the spot.

Pa, pa.

Tang Long clapped his hands and said, "Qingcheng, who is this idiot? It looks so arrogant."

Li Qingcheng rolled his eyes and said, "His name is Zhou Kun, and he is the son of Zhou Wufu, a member of the Hongmen Hall."

"Fu Zhou?" Tang Long murmured.

Li Qingcheng sighed, "Hey, although you have never heard of Zhou Wufu, you must have heard of his grandfather's name."

Tang Long asked subconsciously: "Who is his grandfather?!"

Li Qingcheng said with a serious face: "Zhou Wufu's grandfather is one of the five elders of Kongtong. Zhou Mang, known as the One-Fist God of Martial Arts, is known as Zhou Yifu!"

One punch of the martial god?!

Zhou Mang?!

hiss.

Even Tang Long didn't expect that Zhou Kun would be the great-grandson of the one-punch martial god Zhou Mang?!

It seems that Lei Fengjue and Zhou Wufu appeared in the Hongmen because it was not a coincidence, but because the Five Elders of Kongtong were intentional.

Otherwise, how could Lei Fengjue be the leader?!

And that Zhou Wufu, how could he be the Hongmen accompanying the hall?!

As far as Tang Long knows, the Hongmen accompanying the hall is the deputy who is in the Hongmen, who assists in the hall to manage the Hongmen.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the room, Tang Long heard Li Hentian's angry roar.

"Enough, stop talking, my heart is determined!" Li Hentian slapped the table and shouted.

"Hey, why are you doing this? Why don't you send someone to find the old dragon head as soon as possible."

"Yes, Brother Li, Lei Fengjue is now powerful, with your strength, it is impossible for you to kill him."

Zhongshan and Jin Kun looked at each other and said with a wry smile.

KAKAKAKA.

Li Hentian gritted his teeth and said, "A gentleman does something but does not. I will definitely go to this battle!"

Clang.

At this moment, Li Qingcheng pushed the door and walked in, following Tang Long behind him.

"Tang Long?" When Li Hentian saw Tang Long, he realized that Li Qingcheng had gone out early in the morning and was going to find Tang Long.

At this time, Li Hentian also had a look of struggle.

Needless to say, Tang Long must have come to persuade Li Hentian.

You know, Tang Long had life-saving grace to Li Hentian, and even gave him the Chixiao Sword.

In terms of emotion and reason, Li Hentian must listen to Tang Long's words.

But!

Lei Fengjue was ungrateful and colluded with the Eastern people, which severely damaged the old leader.

This made Li Hentian unacceptable!

Seeing Li Hentian's face full of anger, Li Qingcheng cried and said with red eyes: "Dad, let's listen to Uncle Zhong and the others. We have to find our grandfather as soon as possible. Only grandfather can shock those villains. Even if we kill Lei Fengjue, a second Lei Fengjue may come out."

Tang Long sighed, "Yes, Uncle Li, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, why should you be anxious for a while? It's better to listen to Butler Zhong and find the old dragon head as soon as possible."

Indeed, the most urgent task is to send someone to find the old leader.

Only in this way can the Hongmen be completely stabilized.

Once Lei Fengjue dies, Hongmen will inevitably have civil strife.

However, the prestige of Li Hentian, Zhong Shan and others was not enough to shock the other hall masters of Hongmen.

By then, civil unrest will surely occur in the Hongmen.

Li Hentian said with a decisive look on his face: "Tang Long, if I unfortunately die in battle, please take care of Qingcheng for me."

"Dad, why are you so stubborn?" Li Qingcheng said with a red look on his eyes.

Li Hentian smiled and said, "Hehe, Qingcheng, you must live well."

"Living well?!"

"Haha, Li Hentian, you are so childish!"

At this moment, a burly figure pushed open the door of the room and walked in.

When Tang Long looked at him carefully, he saw a middle-aged man 1.8 meters tall, strong and dark-skinned man walking in. He saw a short black knife hanging around his waist, followed by Zhou Kun and four black-clad bodyguards.

Needless to say, the person in front of me is Zhou Wufu, accompanied by Hongmen!

Li Hentian's face changed and he said in a deep voice: "Fu Zhou Wu, what are you here to do?!"

"Haha, Brother Li, I'm here to save you, why? Isn't it welcome?" Zhou Wufu snorted and smiled.

When he saw Zhou Wufu, Li Qingcheng shouted angrily: "Get out, you are not welcome here."

Zhou Wufu raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head and said, "Kun'er, after marriage, you must discipline this girl well. It's so ungrateful. How dare you talk to her future father-in-law like this."

Zhou Kun rubbed the scar on his head and said with a tingling look on his face: "Dad, don't worry, your son doesn't have the ability to play with women, but he still has the ability to play with women."

"Vague!" Li Qingcheng said with a blushing face.

Zhou Wufu shouted coldly: "Okay, let's talk less nonsense, let's sit down and talk about the marriage between Qingcheng and my son."

After a long time, this was Zhou Wufu’s real purpose.

For some reason, Tang Long always felt that this Zhou Wufu was not simple, and perhaps it was more difficult to deal with than Lei Fengjue.

"There is nothing to talk about. Just like your son's bear, I don't deserve to carry my daughter's shoes!" Li Hentian grabbed the Chixiao Sword and said bluntly.

Bang.

Zhou Wufu pulled open the bottle plug and said with a smile: "Haha, Brother Li, don't be so utterly speaking. No matter what, I don't want to see you die tragically at the hands of Longtou. Besides, you are the sword guard of Hongmen, and you should swear to protect Longtou to the death. How can you be an enemy of him? If this is spread, where will Longtou's old face be put?!"

Li Hentian said angrily: "Hmph, after a long time of trouble, Lei Fengjue is afraid that outsiders will say that his reputation is not right?"

Rumble.

Rumble.

Zhou Wufu poured two glasses of wine and smiled carelessly: "Haha, Brother Li is still smart, not bad. I came here this time, Longtou was instructed. As long as you are willing to bow down and then marry your daughter to my son, Longtou will not pursue your offense!"

"Oh, who is farting? It smells so smelly?" At this moment, Tang Long walked forward, reached out and waved his hand in front of his nose and said.

When he saw Tang Long, Zhou Kun shouted angrily: "Dad, it's this country bumpkin who beat me!"

"Hmph, kid, for the sake of our Chinese, I can't kill you, but this death penalty is avoided, and the crime of living cannot be escaped. So, you should break your legs!" Zhou Wufu snorted, shook the red wine glass in his hand and said.
Chapter completed!