"Explain, then I'll give you an explanation."

Zhang Kun grabbed a piece of Beijing Daily next to him, stretched out his hand and shook it flat, and flicked it with his two fingers.

Chi...

The newspaper turned into a wheel, broke through the air, screamed, and hit Yuan Shuangcheng's neck.

An eye-catching and sharp force locked onto Yuan Shuangcheng.

Even before the newspaper arrived, he was already breathing hard and his heart was beating fast.

"Be bold!"

Next to him, a middle-aged man in gray clothes with his beard and hair spread out shouted loudly and rushed forward.

He reacted extremely quickly, and in an instant, his five fingers were like hooks, placed in front of the newspapers that were being cut like knives and axes.

If you catch it with one claw, you will tear it apart.

From jumping out of the projectile to grabbing...

This man pounced like a huge flying eagle.

His body moves, his muscles and bones vibrate, he turns out to be a great master of dark energy.

The skill of the eagle claw in one hand is so perfect that it is even better than Zhao Ying, the master of Zhao Ying in Wohu Village.

"Chi!"

It seems that the powerful eagle claws and Hunyuan finger power, which are incomparable, have no effect.

This piece of paper has no acupuncture points and cannot separate muscles and bones.

The middle-aged man in gray clothes can't use all kinds of subtle tricks, and he doesn't need to show off his tricks.

At this time, what I am looking at is stability and ruthlessness.

What is compared is the attack power and the ingenuity of using force and offloading force.

It's a pity that he obviously overestimated his eagle claw skill... The reputation of the Eagle Claw King of Beihe couldn't save one of his palms.

With a clear and sharp sound of cracking silk.

Half of the palm of the middle-aged man in gray was suddenly broken from the middle.

He felt an irresistible huge force coming from the rotating and sectioned paper.

Just as soon as the contact came into contact, half of the body became numb, and the body fell backwards... As blood spattered everywhere, the pain had not yet entered his mind, and he saw that the paper had not been castrated and was still flying towards Yuan Shuangcheng's throat.

After all, it is a little slower and less powerful.

'I broke a palm, but my efforts were not in vain after all.'

At this moment, Eagle Claw King Chen Yongkang's heart was full of bitterness, feeling that his life's achievements were in vain and his future was ruined.

I only hope that with this effort, General Yuan can remember some friendship and be able to retire with peace of mind in the future.

"Qiang..."

"Bang!"

Two crisp sounds of gold and iron hitting in succession pierced the eardrums.

Everyone exclaimed. Just as they exited the room, they saw Yuan Shuangcheng's sword suddenly exploded like a silver ring. It was broken from the middle and the front part of the sword had fallen onto the granite stone in the lobby.

And the newspaper, at some point, stopped its spinning impact and stopped in front of Yuan Shuangcheng's throat.

There was a wind blowing in the hall, and newspapers were fluttering and slowly falling.

…

With a few snaps of his fingers, he defeated the Eagle Claw King and broke the iron sword. He still used his remaining strength to draw a shallow blood mark on Yuan Shuangcheng's throat.

Then, its momentum was gone and it floated to the ground.

His skills are so strong and his calculations so clever that he is like a god or a ghost.

When everyone first heard about Zhang Kun, they only knew that he had broken into the palace for the second time and was lawless.

Moreover, he also killed officials and thieves, and fought to the death with foreigners...

He is simply a crazy person who doesn't care about anything when he gets angry.

He sounds like a reckless man with no brains and no strategy.

For such a reckless man, in their opinion, having five sword kings is enough.

One more Zhang Kun will only cause trouble, instead of seeing benefits, he will see harm.

Wen Yuzhang showed up twice with troops, but it was for the sake of Yuanshun Escort Agency, and it was not that he looked at Zhang Kun in a different light.

In fact, neither Kang Beihai nor Yuan Shuangcheng even thought about meeting Zhang Kun.

I thought to myself, no matter how crazy and powerful this kind of warrior is, what will happen? A group of soldiers can surround and kill him, that's all.

They didn't understand until today.

Some things cannot be taken for granted.

After breaking into the palace for the second time, I can still live well, eat well and make trouble everywhere. It's not because others are too stupid or magnanimous.

Instead, she had nothing to do with him and could only watch him enjoy himself.

Just like the situation before me...

When Yuan Shuangcheng traveled, for the sake of safety, he took with him three famous Anjin boxers that he had managed to win over, as well as a battalion of 500 elite new troops.

However, even with so many people and so many preparations, when he actually faced it, he still felt isolated and helpless.

It's like standing alone in the wilderness wearing thin clothes in a world of ice and snow.

My heart was chilled to the core.

…

"I wonder if Governor Yuan is satisfied or dissatisfied with this explanation?"

Zhang Kun chuckled and finally stood up.

His right hand, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, pressed on the Taishi chair.

"hiss……"

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

Everyone feels cold in their bodies.

As he pressed down with his palm, the strong and thick mahogany Taishi chair was like a sand dune by the water... blown by the wind, it turned into countless tiny wood chips and collapsed into a pile.

The air is filled with the pleasant fragrance of wood, which not only refreshes the mind but also shocks the heart.

The smell of broken logs told them that this wooden Taishi chair was not broken in advance...

The previous stable and solid appearance was really capable of seating people.

The freshly cracked aroma wafted into their noses. They had smelled it when the newspaper was first established.

At that time, several people watched the carpenters polishing it by hand.

Moreover, I heard the other party boast that the chair can be guaranteed to last for hundreds of years without decay.

Is this a hundred years?

One hundred days is not even close.

Seeing Zhang Kun showing these two hands one after another, Yuan Shuangcheng, Kang Beihai and others' eyebrows jumped wildly, and for a moment, they didn't know how to say anything.

When I first came here, my aggressive mentality of launching an army to hold him accountable has now become a joke.

Don't talk about holding people accountable.

What we have to consider now is whether we will be held accountable by others...

Xu Shi discovered the dangerous situation of Yuan Shuangcheng and others.

There was a roar outside the door and a group of soldiers rushed in. They attacked two sides, lined up, and aimed their guns.

When a general comes in and is in danger, and the commanders below are still unaware, that would be a dereliction of duty.

Without thinking, the leading guerrilla general rushed in with a group of new troops at the head, all like wolves and tigers.

Suddenly, in the hall, a hoarse voice shouted: "Don't shoot, don't aim, don't point the gun at him, you must not, you will kill everyone."

A man stood up in the corner, his face was horrified and miserable, and his whole body was shaking violently.

It seemed that he was reminded of the previous situation where he and others raised their guns and took aim.

How did you survive this life?

It's not because he's very capable, but because he's not very well trained in infantry drills, and he's not very good at the basic skills of aiming a gun and shooting continuously.

Before the gun was raised halfway and the horizontal end was not stable, the brothers in the front row died all over the place.

How dare they continue to take action?
To be continued...