In the distant sky, there are cloudy clouds gathering, and the sky is very gloomy.

It has been two days, but the rain still hasn't come down.

At this time, the small county under Mount Tai was still as usual, calm and serene.

However, how many people know that right now in Taishan Guild Hall, there is a boxing match that decides Jiangdong's life and death.

Boom~

Under the eyes of everyone, the giant fists of the two collided with each other.

The low bang, like thunder, exploded in everyone's ears.

Without any hindrance, everyone could only see that after the two fists collided, there was a crackling sound, and Meng Baichuan's right fist was broken immediately, causing a comminuted fracture. The entire right arm seemed to be broken, and it drooped directly.

"Ah~"

Meng Baichuan immediately let out a scream, but it trembled everywhere.

However, Wu Herong's punch, after smashing Meng Baichuan's arm, remained undiminished, and directly hit Meng Baichuan's chin viciously.

A beautiful uppercut!

Meng Baichuan's several-hundred-pound body was immediately picked up by Wu Herong's punch, and blood mixed with broken teeth sprayed wildly in the air for free.

After punching Meng Baichuan into the air with one punch, Wu Herong stepped on the ground and jumped up.

Like an eagle hitting the sky, Wu Herong raised his long legs violently, swung his tail with a dragon, turned around and kicked hard.

Boom~

With a powerful and heavy kick, he kicked Meng Baichuan's chest fiercely. With the sound of his muscles and bones breaking, Wu Herong directly broke Meng Baichuan's ribs.

Then, under everyone's shocked and violent gazes, they saw that Meng Baichuan was kicked and flew away by Wu Herong like a useless dog.

A body weighing several hundred kilograms hit the solid wall of Taishan Guild Hall, and it actually went straight through?

When the high wall was cracked, Wu Herong's bloody body flew directly from the Taishan Guild Hall to the street outside, and hit the ground with a bang, but he spit out blood all over the place.

Huh~

At this time, a heavy truck came whistling, galloped past, and ran over Wu Herong's body.

When Zhao Wuji's men rushed over, Meng Baichuan was bloody and bloody, and he couldn't die anymore. When it was carried into the guild hall, there was only a puddle of mud left.

Dead silence~

Deathly silence.

Looking at the bloody Meng Baichuan, the entire hall was silent.

Only the cold wind from outside, blowing in through the broken wall.

Zhao Wou-ki was already in a daze.

Everyone lost their voices in panic!

Who would have thought that Meng Baichuan, who was pretending to be domineering and ready to kill Hua Xiong with warm wine just now, was kicked to death with two punches and one kick! JrNovels.com