Chapter 271: Fulfill Your Wish

But she had a unique vision, and she decisively invested in Wang Chao when he was just starting out, resulting in a good relationship with Wang Chao.

So after Zhang Tong was hunted by God, Wang Chao came to protect him personally. As a result, God organized the killers who came to deliver food.

After all, everyone was told to kill an ordinary rich man, but a god-level bodyguard suddenly appeared next to the rich man. Who can handle this?

In fact, Tianyu doesn't feel bad about this. This killer organization actually has nothing to do with him. God in the original work also looks down upon it.

I guess in the eyes of God, they are just a bunch of monkeys. They die when they deserve it and make money for him while they are alive. Speaking of which, this kind of boss is much more sinister than a capitalist.

"Such a heavy rain is a good day for killing people." Tianyu flicked his bamboo hat and slowly walked into the sword dojo.

Only now did he realize that the hat is really a good thing. It can hide his appearance and make him look stylish. No wonder the heroes in costume movies like to wear one.

Dozens of people in the kendo hall were sitting together, facing a handsome young man.

These dozens of people are the most capable in the gang here, or the most senior figures, and each one of them is a boss.

Under their burning gaze, the young man stood with his hands behind his back, his expression still leisurely.

He looks like an ordinary college student, and it is difficult to imagine that this is Wang Chao, who is known as the best person in the world.

"Mr. Wang, you initiated this party, but you came late today, but you made so many of us wait. Isn't it a bit too grand?"

After a while, a young man who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hands in his arms stood up first. We are all civilized people, and we always have to find an excuse before taking action.

"Is that a knife in your arms? Just take action."

Wang Chao speaks very directly and is too lazy to continue wrangling. It is very troublesome to negotiate terms with others. It is much easier to convince people directly. This is also his usual attitude in dealing with things.

"Okay, Hua Qing helps Xue Xue. You are more famous than me, but if you want me to obey your orders, I have to show my hands."

As he spoke, the young man from the Huaqing Gang shook his bag, revealing a knife covered in a leather sheath.

The leather sheath was pulled out, and a broad knife with the style of killing a pig and deboning was already in his hand.

The young man sneered, grabbed the ground with his toes and moved forward. He was only a foot away when he grabbed the ground. In an instant, he was in front of Wang Chao and stabbed him directly with a knife.

"Is that all?" Wang Chao glanced at the young man indifferently, stretched out his index finger, and lightly flicked the knife.

"Buzz~!" There was a soft sound, and the sound was far away.

The butcher's knife in the young man's hand seemed to have been struck by an iron rod, and it suddenly began to vibrate violently. He couldn't hold it and fell directly to the ground.

"Awesome, worthy of being the best in the world." The young man's face turned red and he stepped back.

"This effort"

"The realm of gods!"

Everyone present was shocked and fell into silence. The young man's sword skills were among the best among them, and he couldn't even catch Wang Chao's finger.

"With such skills, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fight against the God assassination group." Wang Chao's heart moved and he said calmly.

As he spoke, his ears twitched and he ignored the young man, but turned to look at the door.

Naturally, the Chinese gang bosses and gold-medal thugs located in the dojo followed his gaze.

It was still raining heavily outside the eaves at the door, but you could vaguely see a man wearing a bamboo hat walking over.

The man wearing the bamboo hat didn't seem to move much, but he had come out of the rain to the eaves. His body was actually clean, and there was not a drop of rainwater on the bamboo hat.

"Who is this? There is someone guarding the gate. How come outsiders are allowed in?" A big boss asked, but no one could answer.

"I'm here to kick the gym." Tianyu said calmly: "In addition to kicking the gym, I also plan to kill a few people along the way."

Tianyu's voice is leisurely and gives people a convincing power.

"Killing the gym and killing people?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Come here to compete? My friend, tell me who sent you here? How much did you pay? It couldn't be another karate or taekwondo company, right?"

"You have to take advantage of the crowded times to take down the signs. It's a rainy day and it's deserted, so there's no use playing in the gym. You'd better go back first and come back tomorrow."

"When I was in charge of the dojo, everyone who came to play would have to hang on the flagpole for a day."

"Think clearly, it's raining and windy, but no one will take you to the hospital."

When the man wearing a hat spoke, the big guys at the meeting were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, each making taunting remarks, as if they saw a fool.

Kick-offs are not uncommon. People who practice martial arts have hot tempers, and fighting for several days is routine.

But today is a gathering of all the Chinese community leaders in France and the country, especially the most elite thugs from each major community are present.

Suddenly, a lone person broke in and wanted to kick the gym. This situation was like kicking the iron plate all of a sudden, and the whole scene became funny. Even Zhang Tong pursed his lips, feeling a little funny.

"The strong energy is covered, and the wind and rain can't invade." Wang Chao was the only one who didn't laugh. He looked at Tianyu quietly, his face a little solemn.

"You are not here to compete in the gym. With your skills, I can't imagine any other martial arts gym in this world that can afford you to compete in the gym?"

"Originally, I really wanted to kick the gym, and some people paid me to kill people. The woman behind you is my target. She is the owner of this dojo, so if I want to kill her, I will naturally have to kick the gym. The rest of the people will be silenced. That’s it, even though it’s a gangster thing, in our line of work, it’s better to be on the safe side.”

Tianyu said nonchalantly.

"Are you from God's assassination group?" Several big guys present stood up suddenly.

"That's right." Tianyu's tone was still calm.

"Your assassination group's methods are quite wild." Wang Chao looked a little strange.

General assassination operations involve sniping, lurking, and shooting in the dark. I have never heard of a person coming to kill someone single-handedly when everyone is gathered together and they are at their strongest.

"There is no need to care about these details. Killing all the witnesses is a perfect assassination."

"You are so brazen. Even if you are a member of the God Assassination Group, can you kill everyone here?" Leng Shen, a young master, said.

"Wang Chao is an opponent. Today is not the day for us to decide the winner, but it will be easy to kill the rest of you." Tianyu's expression did not change at all.

"Hahaha, I've killed countless people, and I've never seen anyone pretending like this. I'm standing here. If you have the guts, come and try to kill me!" The young man sneered.

"Okay!" Tianyu looked at him and nodded slightly: "I will fulfill your wish."

The next moment, Tianyu's voice suddenly appeared in front of the young man, just like shrinking into an inch in the Taoist legend.

Tianyu's so-called inability to perform light kung fu means that he cannot produce the effect of flying or create an afterimage like a clone.

But with the blessing of his high agility and the explosion of physical fitness alone, he is no weaker than those god-level masters!

After Wang Chao uses the unique spider treading water technique, he may be able to beat the current Tianyu Xian.

Tianyu looked neither sad nor happy. He pressed his index finger with his thumb, stood upright, and punched out lightly.

This clenched fist striking method goes against the common sense of almost all boxing techniques. It is not a flat fist, a sharp fist, a crane's mouth fist, or a five-element boxing posture of splitting, collapsing, drilling, cannon, and horizontal.

It is better to say it is a boxing technique than a tantric Mahamudra.

The fist cracked slightly, like fireworks exploding, and the young man was stunned.

He couldn't even understand Tianyu's random punch, and he couldn't move. It was as if time and space were imprisoned. He could only see a fist slowly getting bigger in front of him.