Talented Genius

"Take--"

Seeing Wei Wangsheng's unruly rebelliousness, Charlie's handsome face sank and he issued a command.

When the voice fell, the four men in windbreakers moved their steps, like lightning, and leaped towards Wei Wangsheng.

"Die all!"

Wei Wangsheng suddenly roared, his joints creaked, and his clothes cracked.

Soaring momentum!

Charlie's complexion changed when he saw this, and he subconsciously retreated two steps and shouted: "Quick retreat! Quick retreat!"

"Pump puff—"

Although Charlie issued a warning to the four men in time, it was still half a beat. Wei Wangsheng had already raised his hands, and the beads broke and shot.

Golden light flashed.

The four men in windbreakers shook their bodies, and then they fell to the ground together, with a golden Buddha bead on their foreheads.

Their eyes widened and their vitality was lost.

"Swish swish--"

Four Buddha beads killed four people, leaving twelve beads to greet Charlie directly.

"Asshole—"

Charlie was surprised that Wei Wangsheng was powerful. The intelligence showed that he was a wealthy Chinese businessman. He was not half as good against the Bulldogs that night.

It was just that the shocked thoughts were fleeting, and at the moment of life and death, Charlie flicked back while kicking a chair away.

"Papa Papa--"

The chair was beaten to pieces by the Buddha beads, and instantly broke into pieces to the ground, demonstrating Wei Wangsheng's impressive strength.

"Swish—"

Wei Wangsheng flicked the gold ring, and the ring flew with a sharp sound.

Charlie didn't dare to touch him, lifted his dagger, shot it, and nailed the gold ring into the wall.

"Papa Papa--"

The gold ring exploded, shooting a poisonous needle as thin as a cow's hair, making Charlie's eyelids unstoppable.

"The old man is wholeheartedly good, but that doesn't mean there is no magic in his heart."

Wei Wangsheng yelled: "Kill my people and behead my loyalty. Today, I will never die with you."

"boom!"

Without a moment of stagnation, Wei Wangsheng slid forward two meters abruptly, and at the same time slammed a punch.

Charlie lifted his right hand out of his palm and accurately sealed the opponent's punch.

A pop sounded, fists collided in the air, and the air sank suddenly.

"eye for eye!"

Wei Wangsheng pressed Charlie like a mountain on top, but Charlie didn't even take a step back, so he held the opponent's fist with his right hand.

He can't bow his head. He is also a vampire master, not as good as Duke Miyakoura, but he is also the No. 1 Warrior in the Warriors.

"dead--"

Wei Wangsheng glared blood-red eyes, and then blasted another punch with his left hand.

The whole Wei family was about to die, and he almost lost his mind.

Charlie had been prepared for a long time, his left arm moved upwards, abruptly separated the opponent's wrist, and then his body bounced back, far away from Wei Wansheng's attack range.

"interesting!"

Charlie grinned: "It seems that you are really Ye Tianlong's party, otherwise why would you hide so deeply?"

"Unfortunately, to oppose the royal family is self-defeating."

After speaking, he didn't wait for Wei Wangsheng to respond loudly, moved his steps and rushed to Wei Wangsheng.

Go all out.

Wei Wangsheng didn't talk nonsense, his hands sank, and he faced the opponent's stormy offensive.

"Boom, boom—"

The two of them are tyrants, fists and fists intensively intersected, and the dull clashing sound of people's hearts was joined together.

The battle instantly became heated.

The confrontation between the two is like two monsters raging in the hall.

The coffee table was shattered by the bombardment.

A chair and table were instantly shattered.

Wherever he went, there was a mess.

Dozens of British soldiers who poured in, staring at Wei Wangsheng in the battlefield, a touch of shock and disbelief floated to their cheeks.

They didn't seem to expect Wei Wangsheng to be so fierce.

"kill--"

After three rounds, seeing a large influx of British soldiers, Wei Wangsheng gave up the defense directly.

Life for life.

"Boom, boom—"

Charlie punched Wei Wangsheng like rain.

But regardless of Wei Wangsheng, he slapped Charlie's body with palm after palm.

This……

The British soldier could not believe his eyes.

Not only were they dumbfounded, but Charlie himself trembled.

Charlie's eyelids jumped wildly, and in just one minute, he had hit Wei Wangsheng's eighteen punches.

But Wei Wangsheng, this guy, not only didn't have the slightest pain and malaise, on the contrary, he was even more combative.

Not only that, Charlie also found that Wei Wangsheng's body was very hard, hitting it with his fist, just like hitting a rock.

It seems that Wei Wangsheng's body is made of stone.

Charlie's scalp is tingling!

"boom--"

Another punch hit Wei Wangsheng's body severely, but Charlie's complexion changed drastically.

He only felt that his knuckles were shattered abruptly, and the pain was unbearable.

"boom--"

In this gap, Wei Wangsheng slammed a fist on Charlie's chest.

The body armor made a crisp sound, the tiles shattered, and Charlie was beaten back several steps.

"Wow!"

Charlie took a mouthful of blood, squirting out wildly, his face pale as paper: "How is this possible?"

With the death of masters such as vampires and Prince Mason, Charlie has a faint tendency to be Britain's first warrior.

But now, the first battle will be injured by a Chinese businessman, or Wei Wangsheng, who usually smiles harmlessly.

In Charlie's eyes, there was an incomparable shock. For the first time, he remembered what Duke Gonggula once told him, China, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger.

At that time, I didn't think so, but now I feel that I don't listen to the old man's words.

Wei Wangsheng, who had the slightest chance, just leaned sideways to his waist, clinging to Charlie's slender body, and slid out his fists like a shadow.

"kill--"

Charlie spit out a mouthful of blood, and while staggering back, crossed his arms down, wishing to crush Wei Wangsheng's body.

Wei Wangsheng seemed to have anticipated his actions, his fists suddenly stopped bombarding, his hands burst out suddenly, abruptly breaking Charlie's two arms.

Charlie opened the empty door, and Wei Wangsheng sneered at the corner of his mouth. He straightened his waist quickly, and the big casserole fist hit Charlie's chest again.

Fist to the flesh, force through the heart.

"boom!"

Charlie, who had endured Wei Wangsheng's continuous fist, finally shook his body and slammed on the window at the door.

The window couldn't stop shaking, and the glass squeezed from Charlie's back crackled, and a lot of fragments fell out of shock.

"dead--"

Wei Wangsheng roared, then rushed up again, taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Kill, kill, kill him—"

Seeing Wei Wangsheng as crazy as a demon, and never pretending to be a cross, Charlie resisted the pain, gritted his teeth and rushed into the back of the British soldiers, and gave an order:

"Shoot, shoot..."

"Boom, boom—"

Dozens of British soldiers slapped a spirit, hurriedly raised the muzzle, and then pulled the trigger against Wei Wangsheng who rushed forward.

The bullet instantly filled the hall and hit Wei Wangsheng severely.

Amid the intense gunfire, Wei Wangsheng's body trembled, blood was splashed, and then he fell to the sky...