That figure was very thin, but in Zheng Jizhong's eyes, it looked like an insurmountable peak. Just looking at it gives people a sense of daunting.

Living in Hongmen since childhood, Zheng Jizhong has seen many masters, and those people have the ability to fight one against ten. But one thing cannot be denied, they are far less powerful than Zhao Xiaoning.

You must know that there are more than 20 young people besieging him with cleavers, but he is like a little bee in a thousand flowers that does not touch a leaf, and the sharp choppers cannot fall on him at all. Not only that, but the speed of his shot was extremely fast.

It took him less than ten seconds to defeat those twenty people. In other words, he can defeat two opponents every second. This kind of anti-heaven combat power is something he has never seen in his life, although there are countless masters of Hongmen, but they are definitely not his opponents.

Of course, there is an exception, that is, the only wizard Lee Kuan Yew who has appeared in Hongmen in the past hundred years, this person is strong enough to kill Zhao Xiaoning in seconds. However, Lee Kuan Yew has long since broken away from Hongmen and become the personal bodyguard of the richest man on Hong Kong Island.

Zheng Jizhong was still so shocked, not to mention the two younger brothers beside him. The two men were so frightened that their faces were as dead as ashes, and their bodies trembled. They all have an ominous premonition, although they follow Zheng Jizhong all day long, but this kind of ruthless stubble is also the first time they have encountered it!

"I'm Cao, is this making a movie? This guy's combat power is too strong, right?" A man at the wine table in the distance looked at the embarrassing scene in front of him in a daze.

"I thought he was going to be chopped into shredded meat. A middle-aged man in his thirties sighed, his face was full of shock, and it was conceivable that the psychological feelings would be so strong.

"Could it be that this is a legendary martial arts master? Yes, it must be so, otherwise it would be impossible to explain his fierce combat power!"

"I don't think even the masters of the Flying Tigers are no match for this guy, right?"

Many people understand that these thugs in the bar will not accompany Zhao Xiaoning to act, that is to say, he relied on his personal strength to defeat those young people before.

One person, in about ten seconds, defeated more than twenty young people armed with machetes, this scene is destined to become something that many people cannot forget.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoning looking at him, Zheng Jizhong shuddered, and even his expression became extremely pale, he forcibly endured the fear in his heart and showed a smile, and stammered: "This little brother, we have something to say, something to say." As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you can't make a deal, I, Zheng Jizhong, am willing to hand over your brother. ”

Now Zheng Jizhong can only soften, although he is on his own territory, but his own people have been killed by this goods. If you don't accept it, you will be in trouble.

"Be a brother with me? Zhao Xiaoning said lightly, and then walked towards Zheng Jizhong like a leisurely stroll.

Feeling the almost suffocating sense of oppression on Zhao Xiaoning's body, the two little brothers beside Zheng Jizhong were so frightened that they fled, but they were hit by the true qi released by Zhao Xiaoning, and they fell to the ground screaming and wailing.

This scene frightened Zheng Jizhong, he only saw Zhao Xiaoning wave his right hand lightly, but he never thought that his two little brothers fell to the ground like this. Although I feel that it is very unkind for these two to leave themselves at a critical moment, and although I feel that it is very enjoyable for the two of them to fall to the ground, Zheng Jizhong feels that this matter is boring.

Could it be...

Could it be that these two people were so frightened that their limbs were weak?

Before he could react, he saw that Zhao Xiaoning was already approaching him, which made his heart sink, he knew that the other party did not eat soft, since this was the case, it could only be hard.

"Dude, I don't deny your strength, but there are some things that need to be told to you in advance. I am a member of the Hongmen, and my father is the hall master of the Hongmen Qitangkou Zhenxing Hall, if you dare to touch a single hair of my hair, you will be endlessly hunted down by the Hongmen. Zheng Jizhong said with a gloomy face. He didn't intend to spare Zhao Xiaoning, and his good words and discussions before were nothing more than compromises. Now that Zhao Xiaoning is aggressive, he doesn't mind moving out of the forces behind him, he believes that as long as he is Chinese, he will know how terrible Hongmen is. After all, Hung Mun is a unique organization on Hong Kong Island, and it has a prominent reputation even in the world.

Hearing Zheng Jizhong's words, the melon-eating crowd in the distance couldn't help but gasp, Hongmen, he turned out to be the son of the master of Hongmen Zhenxing Hall?

I've got a piece of grass!

This is the existence of Niu B in the mouth of the Seven Halls of Hongmen, second only to the Law Enforcement Hall!

Everyone in the world knows Hongmen, but they don't know that the owner of the night banquet is actually the son of the owner of the Zhenxing Hall.

It's no wonder that no one rushed here to make trouble, not to mention that Zheng Jizhong is still the son of the master of the Zhenxing Hall, even if it is a bar opened by an ordinary Red Gate disciple, no one dares to make trouble, right?

"I didn't expect the boss of the night banquet to have such a terrible background, in my opinion, this young man has to apologize, after all, Hong Kong Island is the territory of Hongmen. Someone whispered.

"Yes, unless the head is kicked by a donkey, who dares to offend Hongmen?" People are talking about it, although Zhao Xiaoning's strength is very strong, how can he be the enemy of the entire Hongmen? If he really moves Zheng Jizhong today, the end will be very miserable.

Just when people were talking, Zhao Xiaoning's indifferent voice sounded: "Hongmen? What can Hongmen do? Not to mention the son of a hall master in Hongmen, even if the Heavenly King Laozi comes, he can't save you." As he spoke, his eyes froze, and he picked up his slap and pulled it straight over.

He didn't use his true qi in this slap, but he also had enough strength, and the slap whistled past, and a terrifying sound of breaking wind broke out. Then it landed heavily on Zheng Jizhong's face, making a crisp slap sound.

Burst!

When Zhao Xiaoning's slap landed on Zheng Jizhong's face, Zheng Jizhong suddenly felt his head dazed for a while, and then his vision was distorted, and he himself fell heavily to the ground, and his right face was red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Of course, all this was something he couldn't feel by himself, because Zhao Xiaoning's strength was so strong that he directly whipped the right side of his face to a state of numbness.

But soon Zheng Jizhong felt like there was a stream of liquid in his mouth, and subconsciously spit it out, which immediately made the onlookers gasp, and some even let out a terrifying cry.

It was a mouthful of blood, and there were a dozen teeth red with blood in the blood.

"Wo Cao, this guy is crazy? Doesn't he know the influence of Hongmen on Hong Kong Island? He is trying to poke a hole in the sky!"

"According to legend, the master of the revitalization hall is called Zheng Tianyi, this person will be repaid and the means are miserable, people give the nickname Zheng Rakshasa, this guy beat Zheng Rakshasa's son is destined not to see the sun tomorrow. Someone shook his head helplessly, in everyone's opinion, Zhao Xiaoning was already a dead man, the kind that died quite well.