bdsm-fiction Page 189
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Actually, he was originally a boxer, and a very strong one at that.
However, he didn't make money from boxing before and lived in poverty. Later, he was discovered by the old man with white hair and taken under his wing, becoming a top-notch fighter!
However, although Cola was very skilled, he was still no match for Wang Jianjun, a ruthless veteran who had killed many people!
That's not good enough at all!
After all, one learns to beat others, while the other learns to eliminate others.
The two sides are simply not on the same level in terms of combat strength!
Compared to the terrifying fighting power of Huo Wenyao's men, Kele's skills are only slightly better than Mo Yiquan and Dai Zhuoxian, but only by a limited margin!
Whether it's Wang Jianjun, Tian Yangsheng, Qiu Gang'ao, or even Tian Yangyi, they can all easily control him!
Immediately, after dodging more than a dozen moves, Wang Jianjun seized an opening in Kele's defenses and punched him in the temple.
The direct hit caused Cola to fall into a dazed and dizzy state.
Even a fully powered Coca-Cola was no match for Wang Jianjun, let alone now.
Immediately, Wang Jianjun pulled a dagger from his calf and slashed Kele's neck in a flash!
"woooooo"
Cola, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, collapsed to the ground in despair.
Wang Jianjun said coldly,
"You dare hit my brother? You'll be the one who dies!"
To be honest, Wang Jianjun is just like the character in "The Bodyguard from the South China Sea"—he's definitely a brother-supporting demon!
Behind him, Wang Jianguo grinned smugly.
At this moment, the old man with white hair was completely dumbfounded.
He never expected that his top henchman would be taken down by Wang Jianjun so quickly.
He immediately glared at Wang Jianjun and asked,
"With such impressive skills, who exactly are you?"
"Does that even matter?" Wang Jianjun replied, wiping the blood from the dagger onto his sleeve.
Old man with white hair:
Now, the old man finally realized that his death seemed to be imminent.
Even cola was no match for him, so how could an old man like him possibly escape from Wang Jianjun's clutches?
Isn't this a joke?
Immediately, the old man with white hair was silent for a moment, then spoke with difficulty.
"Before you die, can you tell me who wants to kill me?"
Wang Jianjun fulfilled the old man's wish and replied dismissively.
"The people who paid me to hire me are Sandman Situ Haonan and Wu Zhiwei!"
Old Man with White Hair: "!!!"
"How can it be?!"
"How could the three of them possibly join forces?"
The old man with white hair went mad when he heard this news!
His face was filled with disbelief.
To be honest, he never expected these three people to join forces.
However, after learning the answer, they quickly understood the key point: the three of them had become a united force, which was why they hired someone to kill him!
The old man's expression immediately turned one of profound sorrow, more so than despair. He slumped to the ground, muttering to himself,
"If they kill me, how can they possibly stop Hung Hing?"
Just as the old man with white hair was making his final reflections before he died,
Wang Jianjun smiled faintly and said sarcastically,
"By the way, I'll tell you something the sand bugs don't know either!"
"What?!" the white-haired old man pressed.
Wang Jianjun: "My boss is Huo Wenyao!"
"what?!"
"How can this be?!"
The old man with white hair asked, bewildered.
He then showed a look of sudden realization, and exclaimed in shock,
"These three idiots, they've been used without even realizing it, and they still want to kill me, hahaha!!!"
"The old man was furious. He never expected that the mastermind behind all this was the young Huo Wenyao."
"I, the old man with white hair, admire this shrewd calculation!" The old man gave a thumbs up.
then,
"Swish"
A flash of cold light appeared, and blood began to spurt from the old man's neck.
Before the old man with white hair breathed his last, Wang Jianjun left one last sentence.
"Also, my boss killed the camels too!"
The old man's eyes widened instantly!
Incredible!
Huo Wenyao is all I can think about!
"boom!"
The old man with white hair died in his own villa, his eyes filled with resentment!
The last thought in my mind was
"Huo Wenyao is despicable and shameless, and will stop at nothing to avoid trouble. Be careful if you encounter him. Huo Wenyao's appearance will surely throw the martial arts world into chaos."
Everything has come true!
The Tung Sing and Hung Hing fought each other to the death, but in reality, Tung Sing was just a pawn of Fok Man Yiu!
How ironic!
Huo Wenyao's appearance will inevitably make the martial arts world even more chaotic in the future!
With its head tilted to the side, the old man with white hair passed away, leaving a somewhat unsettled impression.
Following Huo Wenyao's orders, Wang Jianjun used the old man's finger to dab some blood, then wrote the words "Hung Hing" on the floor before covering the body with it to make it look more realistic.
Only after arriving downstairs did they send people to thoroughly check the villa, confirming that there was no one left alive before leaving!
Before leaving, Wang Jianjun sent a text message to Sha Meng.
"All done, let's call it a day!"
This is what is meant by accomplishing one's task and then leaving without a trace, concealing one's merits and fame!
However, not long after Wang Jianjun left...
Just then, a henchman from Tung Sing came to report the situation to the old man with white hair.
The fact that the villa's front door was left open alerted the henchman, and he was horrified when he saw the bodies scattered all over the villa!
"Ouch!" With a scream, he left the villa, repeatedly muttering the same phrase.
"People are dead! People are dead! So many dead people!"
The news spread quickly, reaching the entire East Star.
Their new leader, the old man with white hair, has been killed!
Not only that, everyone in the entire villa died, not a single person survived, it was a complete massacre!
Panic immediately gripped the entire East Star.
"What? The leader is dead?"
"How come another leader has been killed? Is our Dongxing leader cursed?"
"Who the hell did this?!"
"Damn it! This is bad!"
"With morale plummeting, it seems our Dongxing is truly doomed!"
"A family massacre—what kind of deep-seated hatred could drive someone to commit such a tragedy?!"
"Damn it, this is troublesome! Hung Hing will definitely seize this opportunity!"