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Chapter 1269 Strong suppression!

Zhuang Ming's expression was indifferent, he turned around slowly, and looked at this provocative young man. He was equivalent to the strength of an A-level genetic warrior, that is, a limit breaker who broke the limit ten times. In the dark world, he is also called A strong person at the yellow level has already stepped into the ranks of the strong, but the opponent is only a low-ranking person at the yellow level.

For Zhuang Ming, he is really too weak. Although he is not bad at this age, he must have a strong background behind him.

But
A gleam of blood flashed across Zhuang Ming's eyes.

He was waiting for this moment, and when he came to the dark world, he found that these people in the dark world were really lonely and unruly.

Also normal!
After all, with strength, one feels superior, different from ordinary people, and can control the lives of ordinary people at any time.

And now Zhuang Ming just needs someone to stand out, and just needs to kill the chicken to warn the monkey!
And the first chicken finally appeared!

Fuxi had no time to stop it.

A hand stretched out like lightning!
This young man with a haughty look was picked up by Zhuang Ming's neck with one hand, like iron pliers, so that the other party couldn't make a sound at all, and slowly lifted it up. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the young man thought in horror. In the eyes of screaming but speechless.

Like a firecracker playing with a child, it fell hard towards the ground.

boom!
An explosion like a thunderbolt directly brought the atmosphere of the entire venue to a standstill, creating a vacuum.

kaka~
The terrifying cracking sound of the ground was also accompanied by the cracking sound of bones.

"Ah—ah———"

A pig-killing scream came from the scene that was directly covered by dust. It was miserable and ferocious, like a devil.

After Zhuang Ming fell, he just stepped aside faintly, without any other expression from the beginning to the end, and remained as indifferent as silk.

Dust away!

Only then did everyone see that the original solid marble floor was cracked and shattered within ten meters, and there were depressions in the middle. The young man was lying there with a face full of despair.

The mouth kept spitting out blood, and along with the fragments of the five internal organs, the right arm and right leg had already touched the ground first, and turned into a strange twisted shape. As for how much the bones were broken, no one knew.

When you fall, you get more air in and less air out.

The anger in the eyes is gradually decreasing.

A young man with an arrogant expression turned into a dirty beggar in an instant, seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Fu Xi smiled wryly, Zhuang Ming became more and more terrifying, he even felt that he couldn't do a few tricks in Zhuang Ming's hands.

There was no sign, and Zhuang Ming didn't even let out any thought of doing anything or killing intent.

But everyone at the scene only felt a chill in their hearts.

This young man with an indifferent expression turned out to be so cruel, without saying a word, he was directly seriously injured.

Afterwards, as if drinking a sip of water, he was extremely indifferent.

Only the extremely cruel people can be so indifferent.

A low-level warrior of the yellow rank was instantly crippled.

This young man, who seems to be only in his 20s, should be regarded as a relatively talented kid.

Those who had doubts or even disdain for Zhuang Ming before now had solemn faces, and a deep chill rose in their hearts unknowingly.

Zhuang Ming's expression was too indifferent, so indifferent that he didn't even have a slight fluctuation, as if he had crushed an ant to death.

That is to say, things like this are not taken seriously by Zhuang Ming at all.

The servants of Xinyue Hotel also quickly stepped forward to clean up the mess, and quickly sent the dying young man to the first aid.

Such a serious injury would not recover for a year or so.

Even if it recovers, whether it can be like a normal person is still unknown.

After all, others don't have Zhuang Ming's means of recovery.

Although Zhuang Ming kept his hand, he was seriously injured directly. His right hand and right leg were even comminuted.

Even if you can look like a normal person after spending a lot of medicinal materials, you will definitely not be able to become a strong person.

But at this moment, the scene was eerily quiet, terrifyingly quiet, terrifying!
Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhuang Ming again, full of fear and fear.

Not long ago, the momentum released by Zhuang Ming overwhelmed many people, and perhaps many people still felt a little bit unhappy.

But now, Zhuang Ming hit them hard with a stick, and made them completely unable to react.

Ding Ding Deng!
As the saying goes, if you hit the young one, the one who comes is the old one.

This kind of young man with power and background will definitely not come to Xinyue Hotel alone, so obviously, there are old ones.

There were quite a few people in the hurried and dense footsteps.

More people would be better!
An early bird is still useless, but the effect of a family is much better!

Even in the meeting place, everyone could hear the exasperated roar.

Such an ancient martial arts family is generally very protective of the calf. After all, every talented child is a treasure and the pillar of the family in the future.

And those who come here are all young people with excellent talents or very tough backstage.

Many people who were shocked and terrified suddenly had a playful look on their faces when they heard the scolding and footsteps.

He didn't leave, but just chose to watch a good show from the sidelines.

Such a wonderful show, they will not miss it.

Many people, with curiosity in their eyes, looked at Zhuang Ming from all directions, as if they wanted to see a trace of fear from Zhuang Ming's face.

Unfortunately, they completely missed the point.

On Zhuang Ming's face, he was still as calm as silk, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. That handsome and extraordinary face, which was carved like a knife, was extremely young, but revealed a strange calmness and strong self-confidence, as if there was nothing in this world that could make him happy. He was generally surprised.

In the northwest corner, on the second floor of the venue.

Sitting on a small round table was a burly middle-aged man in a black suit, still drinking tea leisurely, his eyes half-closed, as if he was enjoying the flavor of the tea.

But from time to time there was a faint gleam in those half-closed eyes, and the line of sight also looked down on Zhuang Ming in the center of the venue from time to time with enjoyment, with a hint of curiosity and appreciation.

Opposite the middle-aged man sat a young boy, seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome, with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes. He was looking curiously at Zhuang Ming in the field, and asked suspiciously: "Father, who is this man? He is so young , I feel so strong, which family's martial artist is it?"

"Hehe~ One blow caused heavy damage to a low-level warrior of the Huang rank, and the speed couldn't even keep up with me. Do you think those families have the ability to cultivate such young talents?" The middle-aged man put down his teacup and said with a half-smile .

"Ah? Father, you can't even compare?" The young man was very surprised and opened his mouth wide in shock.

The middle-aged man didn't answer, but pointed to Fuxi next to Zhuang Ming, and said with a light smile, "You know who that person is."

(End of this chapter)