Returning After 10000 Years Cultivation Chapter 36

Chapter 36 - Killing this ant with a slap

"Just a few ants, let's not bother with them!"

In regards to this, Jiang Tian only smiled indifferently, turned a deaf ear to his, and calmly sat there like a fish in water, without a change in expression.

"Forget it, forget it. Let this Younger Brother Jiang sit here. When Master Li makes his move later, he can broaden his horizons and broaden his horizons!"

Long Wu was in a good mood, he acted like a peacemaker, but other than his words, he did not even put Jiang Tian in his eyes.

Inside the pavilion, the atmosphere became more lively as everyone surrounded Li Zhenwei and chatted loudly, their flattery towards him like tides.

Suddenly, Li Zhenwei's face turned serious and her eyes became cold. She said in a low voice, "That Fu Biao, he's here!"

"Hmph, so what if he's here? There are already more than ten gunners downstairs. I'm afraid he won't even have the chance to go upstairs!"

Long Wu arrogantly snorted and said.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A burst of gunfire sounded from downstairs, one after another. A minute later, everything quieted down.

"He should be dead by now, right?" Long Wu said proudly.

Long Gaitian took out his walkie-talkie and asked: "How's the situation?"

However, there was no response from the walkie-talkie. There was only a terrifying silence.

"No way!"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. Their faces changed in shock as they felt a chill run down their spines.

Could it be that Fu Biao had killed those gunners instead?

How is that possible? More than a dozen soldiers armed with pistols and submachine guns!

"Although the inner strength expert cannot face the bullets head on, if his movement is powerful, he can dodge them all!"

"But don't be afraid of him. With me here, he can't do anything to you today!"

Only Li Zhenwei, who was sipping her tea, sighed softly. She looked calm and composed, like a great master.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

The dull sound of footsteps on the stairs.

The wooden floor trembled. The heavy footsteps felt like they were stepping on everyone's heart, causing their heartbeat to quicken.

The hall was deathly silent, so silent that a pin drop could be heard.

Everyone could only hear their own heavy breathing.

The atmosphere was suffocating.

Everyone was filled with complex emotions — nervousness, fear, panic, and excitement.

Creak. The door was pushed open.

A single eyed middle-aged man wearing a black cloth s.h.i.+rt and eye-patch walked in slowly.

There were a few frozen scar marks on his face, like numerous earthworms twisting and turning, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.

This person was only able to stand there in a composed manner. He exuded an extremely powerful aura that was difficult for people to breathe in.

That single eye emitted rays of cold light, enveloping everyone and causing them to feel a chill in their hearts.

"Fu Biao..." Long Wu's heart jumped as he cried out in alarm with a trembling voice.

"Hehe, fifth brother, long time no see!" Fu Biao snickered and pulled a chair over to sit on.

After all, Long Wu was a big boss, he quickly calmed down and forced out a smile: "Fu Biao, I never thought that you would find me after I went into seclusion in the Maine, you are truly a brother!"

"Yeah, that year, thanks to fifth brother, I lost one of my techniques." "All these years, I have always remembered fifth brother's kindness. I will never forget it!"

Fu Biao tore off the eyepatch, revealing a black eye socket. It was extremely creepy, and laughed sinisterly as he said coldly. "I escaped to the northeast, and trained bitterly for ten years precisely for this day!"

"Fu Biao, you have learned well, and now is the time to hire people, why not we shake hands and work together to achieve great things?"

Long Wu smiled tentatively and said, "You saw it too. I'm no longer the same person now. I have tens of billions of yuan in a.s.sets. Follow me. I guarantee that you will be powerful and no one will dare to mess with you!"

"Sure, dig out one of your eyes, I'll be the boss of Longwei!" Fu Biao sneered.

"Fu Biao, please spare me while I'm at it."

Li Zhenwei slammed the table, and said coldly: "With me here today, you won't be able to hurt a single hair on Dragon 5!"

"Haha, isn't this Master Li from Zhenwei Martial Arts School?"

Fu Biao said in disdain:

"Just with your kung fu, you still have the nerve to come out and act like a big shot. I'll kill you like you're a bunch of chickens and dogs!"

"How arrogant, I will show you the true strength of the martial arts master today!"

Li Zhenwei was also a proud and arrogant person, how could she withstand such humiliation? Her body expanded, and like a fierce tiger leaping down the mountain, she threw a heavy punch straight towards Fu Biao's chest.

The air exploded as the inner strength tore through the void. The fist was like a cannonball as it came out, accompanied by the howling of the wind.

Wherever his feet pa.s.sed by, the pure wooden floor cracked inch by inch. Wood chips flew everywhere, and the huge attic shook violently.

"Great Master Li's strength is truly terrifying!"

Long Wu screamed in his heart.

Only now did he realize that he was a frog at the bottom of a well. The toughness of a martial artist was far beyond his imagination. It would be as easy as crus.h.i.+ng an ant to death if he was crushed to death.

After he said this, he would definitely pay Li Zhenwei back, and treat him as an important guest to build a relations.h.i.+p with him, and make him her backer.

"Master used Tiger Fist! Fu Biao is dead for sure!

The many disciples of Zhenwei Martial Arts School were all excited, they were filled with confidence, as though in the next moment Fu Biao was going to bleed profusely all over, and died on the spot.

"Tras.h.!.+" Fu Biao's b.u.t.t did not even move as he punched out like a dragon to meet the incoming fist.

His long sleeves shook the air, creating the crisp sound of firecrackers.

Clang!

The two fists collided in midair, unexpectedly producing a sound that made one's teeth ache.

With a swis.h.i.+ng sound, Li Zhenwei flew out like a rag doll and heavily crashed into the wall, producing a sound similar to m.u.f.fled thunder.

The skin on the wall cracked inch by inch and started to peel off. Li Zhenwei hung on the wall for three seconds before slowly sliding down like drawing paper.

He spat out a mouthful of blood. His pupils were unfocused, and his right arm was bent into a terrifying arc. Blood began to flow, revealing his ghastly white bones.

The entire arena was deathly silent.

Everyone was dumbstruck.

Sister Dong Dong screamed out in horror. Fu Biao was many times stronger than Zhou Zheng Hao and her men. It seemed that today, he had to take everyone's lives.

"It's like painting when you hit someone with inner strength. You don't need to fear the spear when it enters your bones!"

Fu Biao stood up, proudly standing, his gaze sweeping across the entire audience, and laughed coldly: "Who's going to come again!"

"You can't do it!"

Seeing a few disciples rubbing their hands together in pain, Li Zhenwei let out a cry of alarm.

However, a disciple had already rushed out and punched out, furiously saying: "Hurt my master, I will definitely kill you and wash away my shame!"

This disciple was Li Zhenwei's head disciple, Xiang Long. After obtaining the inheritance, his strength was the strongest amongst many disciples, and he was already at the peak of the iron body.

"If even your master is inferior to me, wouldn't you be courting death? Fine, I'll grant you that wis.h.!.+ "

Fu Biao's eyes flashed with a trace of coldness. He did not even move as he gently struck out with his palm.

Pow!

This palm strike was as fast as lightning as it solidly landed on Xiang Long's head.

Xiang Long's body, which weighed more than a hundred and eighty kilograms, flew out and smashed the pure wood dining table into smithereens.

His head was bleeding profusely, and he fell to the ground miserably. His four limbs spasmed violently, and with a flip of his eyes, he died a violent death.

"Eldest senior brother …" "Dead!"

"Master, what should we do?!"

All the disciples of Zhenwei Martial Arts School were so frightened that their faces turned ashen.

Then, he retreated step by step while leaning against the wall. He was completely silent, and he didn't even dare to make a sound.

"To think that you, Fu Biao, have already reached the Great Circle of inner strength. I am convinced of my defeat!"

Li Zhenwei's face was filled with fear, and then, she looked at Long Wu with a wry smile, and said with a long sigh: "Brother Long, my skills are inferior, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you today …" As she spoke, he coughed out blood.

"Long Wu, how about the account from ten years ago? Should I gouge out your moves, or would you commit suicide to apologize? "

Fu Biao's killing intent soared to the skies as he moved closer and closer to Long Wu, his eyes full of ridicule like a cat toying with a mouse.

Long Wu's face turned ashen as his legs trembled, begging with a trembling voice:

"Brother Fu, when I hurt you back then, it was only to fight for territory. I don't have any deep grudges against you." "Brother, I am willing to give you half of my family's property, as long as you spare my life!"

"Fu Biao, Dragon Five has already given you a good condition, stop!"

Zhou Zheng Hao opened her arms in front of Long Wu, and forced out a stiff smile, but was casually thrown down by Fu Biao, and she screamed miserably again and again.

"You don't even know how powerful martial artists are. If I want money, then I can easily obtain it!"

Fu Biao disdained it, gently patting Long Wu's face. It wasn't heavy, but the taste of insult was plentiful.

His master was a tyrant in the Northeast, a tyrant. He had already stepped into the perfection of inner strength, and was highly regarded. He controlled several border smuggling routes, and his wealth was even greater than that of Long Wu.

"Fu Biao, I am brothers with the Third Master of the Tang family, Tang Wannian. If you kill me, will he let you go?" Long Wu took out his trump card and threatened.

"Hehe, I have been living in Siberia for many years, controlling the Northeast's forces. If I kill you, I will leave Maine immediately, so what can the Tang Clan do to me?"

"Brother Pang, what do you want?"

Long Wu had no one to rely on. He trembled like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Cold sweat had long soaked his entire body.

"Back then, you molested my wife and daughter, gouged out my eyes, and broke both my legs. Today, I will settle this debt with you in one stroke!"

Fu Biao smiled fiendishly, and said coldly: "I will gouge out your eyes, break your legs, and kill you. After that, your wife and children will not be able to escape either!"

Long Wu felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. His entire body felt cold. If he died, he would still be able to endure it. However, his wife and children …

In a moment of desperation, Long Wu kneeled down with a 'putong', trembling all over, and said with tears streaming down his face:

"Brother Pang, you can kill me, but my wife and children are innocent. Please let them go, I'll repay you for your great kindness in the next life …"

Although Long Wu was cruel and merciless, but even when he died, he still cared about his wife and daughter.

The entire audience was shocked.

Dragon 5, a dignified underground emperor like Lin Zhou was actually forced to kneel and beg for mercy by the one-eyed martial arts master Fu Biao.

The sorrow of a dying rabbit and a dying fox filled their faces.

There was always talented people in the martial arts world, but Fu Biao was too strong, who could resist him?

Today, would most likely be the day when Long Wu, the formidable and powerful hero of the Lin Province for twenty years, ends the show.

Just when everyone was in despair.

A cold voice came over: "Fu Biao, you want to kill him, did you get my permission?"

"Who are you?"

Fu Biao suddenly turned his head.

In the corner, an ordinary-looking young man was playing with a teacup with his eyes lowered.

"Who I am is not important …"

Jiang Tian took a sip of the tea, as if he wanted to let the tea fully contact his taste buds and finish the taste of the tea.

"It's just that I took some of Long Wu's coins as payment, so I naturally have to ensure his safety."

"Jiang Tian, what are you doing …"

Li Zhenwei shouted in anger.

This young man is really reckless. Even I am not his opponent. Wouldn't you be courting death if you were to go up …

"Is this kid crazy?" The crowd from Zhenwei Martial Arts School also had looks of disbelief.

Long Wu's face was also full of shock, but he didn't stop them.

Even if Jiang Tian wasn't his opponent, being able to hold on for an extra minute to allow him to live another minute, was also good enough.

"What is it? Of course it's to kill this ant with a single slap! " Jiang Tian laughed and stood up.