Chapter 412 A frog in a well looks at the sky
Chapter 412 A frog in a well looks at the sky
Luo Xun's round body rolled into the secret room like a ball and stopped only when it hit the wall.
Looking at the cages placed in the field and the eyes in the cages that seemed to wish they could eat him alive, Luo Xun trembled continuously.
He knelt on the ground, trembling, and fanned himself again and again:
"Mr. Councillor, please spare my life, Mr. Councillor, please spare my life."
"I was obsessed with money and didn't realize these people were your friends. I know I was wrong."
The slap was so loud that it echoed in the secret room.
Luo Xun's face soon became swollen, but he didn't dare to stop. Since the young man in front of him didn't say anything, he didn't dare to stop.
"Tell me, what's going on."
Lu Yun pulled the cage open and looked at Wang Hou with a frown.
"Sir, it is..."
"I didn't ask you."
Lu Yun glanced at Luo Xun indifferently.
"Yes, yes, yes." Luo Xun quickly stopped talking and continued to slap himself.
Wang Hou staggered to his feet, his eyes filled with a variety of indescribable emotions, which finally turned into a wry smile, "I was too naive."
"I have betrayed the trust of Elder Jun and Captain Qin."
Lu Yun waved his hand: "Alright, why are you saying these things? Go up first and tell me everything."
"it is good."
The other cages were opened one by one.
Several people grabbed Luo Xun and took him back to the office outside.
At this moment, the office door was suddenly kicked open.
"Boss, we're here to rescue you!"
A thug roared with full momentum.
It turned out that the two thugs who were knocked down by Lu Yun before went to call for help.
At this moment, more than a dozen people almost filled the office. Each of them was burly and strong, holding a gun, and the scene looked very scary.
They soon found Luo Xun being carried in the crowd.
"Let go boss!"
The leading thug roared and was about to rush out.
Luo Xun was anxious and quickly stopped them: "Assholes, who asked you to come?"
"Get out of here!"
Luo Xun was almost in despair.
Gathering a group of people and threatening a sitting legislator with guns, even the nine clans of the family are not enough to kill them!
"Don't worry, boss. We've called Master Yan, and he'll be here soon. This guy won't be so arrogant for long!"
The thug thought Luo Xun said this because he was threatened, so he quickly tried to comfort him.
At the same time, he kept warning Lu Yun and others to release the people immediately.
Luo Xun was so anxious that he kept struggling.
If the person behind him hadn't held him down, he would have been about to hit someone.
Lu Yun raised his hand to signal Luo Xun to shut up, and asked the prince:
"Who is Mr. Yan?"
Hatred flashed in Wang Hou's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "His name is Yan Kuang, known as the Sky Tower's number one fighter. He's very powerful, and I didn't last a single round against him.
He was the one who picked us up, then beat us all up severely and locked us up on the spaceship."
At this time, a sound of footsteps came from outside.
Then, a tall and thin old man wearing a cloth shirt, with narrow eyes and a hooked nose walked in.
The thugs looked at each other with respect, stepped aside, and shouted in awe, "Master Yan."
Yan Kuang glanced at them lightly, finally landing on Lu Yun who was in the middle.
"Young man, I don't care who you are. Release Boss Luo immediately. Maybe I, an old man, can save you some suffering."
"Old man, how dare you be so arrogant in front of the councilor!"
One of the supervisory team sent along with the princes shouted a rebuke.
Member?
The group of thugs looked at each other, then burst into laughter.
"Idiot, don't say he's a council member, why don't you say he's the speaker? Then we might even have to pass him a couple of cigarettes."
"Haha, what a bullshit Speaker! This isn't the Federation, who cares about him?"
"Yes."
Listening to these people's words, Lu Yun couldn't help but glance at Luo Xun.
Luo Xun's face turned pale and he closed his eyes in despair.
call.
A cold light suddenly flashed in the room.
However, Yan Kuang saw that Lu Yun was distracted and took action directly.
The skinny fist was covered with silver-white brass knuckles, and the tips of the knuckles were slightly red, as if they were dried blood.
The floor tiles cracked, and Yan Kuang crossed the nearly ten-meter distance between the two of them in the blink of an eye and came close to Lu Yun.
The fist with brass knuckles hit Lu Yun's forehead hard.
"careful!"
Wang Hou, whose arm was broken by this punch, changed his expression drastically and gave a subconscious reminder.
"Boy, you dare to be distracted when facing a strong enemy. Today, this old man will teach you a lesson!"
Luo Xun, who was pinned down, showed an expectant expression.
Yan Kuang was a down-and-out warrior who had fled from war that he had met more than ten years ago.
Seeing that he had some talent, Luo Xun took him under his wing. Over the years, Yan Kuang had helped him solve many troublesome problems.
He was also very generous and provided all kinds of resources to Yan Kuang, which enabled Yan Kuang's strength to increase rapidly.
In just over a decade, his physical fitness has soared to level 19, making him one of the truly strong men in the central city.
If he took action, this young congressman might...
Before I could finish the thought, I heard a "pop".
It was like an accidental explosion when the flame leaped.
The sound of wind and the breath in the room suddenly calmed down.
Luo Xun looked up.
He discovered that Yan Kuang, whom he had placed his hopes on, had his iron fist that had killed countless people blocked by Lu Yun's single finger, unable to advance an inch.
Luo Xun's eyes twitched, and he quickly lowered his head, suppressing the thought that had just arisen in his mind.
"I'm crazy to think Yan Kuang can beat this pervert who can tear through power armor with his bare hands."
Lu Yun pushed his finger forward, Yan Kuang kept gritting his teeth, and the muscles on his forehead twitched wildly, but he found that his whole body was under that finger and kept retreating.
It was as if what was pressing against him was not a finger, but a bulldozer.
"A strong enemy? You're really good at flattering yourself."
Yan Kuang's cheeks twitched, and his eyes were bloodshot: "This is impossible!!"
He has been roaming around the Central Star City for more than ten years and encountered countless powerful enemies, but he is the only one who laughs last.
He is the king of this star city!
How could I be so powerless in front of a young man!
"Go to hell!"
Roaring.
The power of the level 19 physique was fully unleashed, the brass knuckles tore through the air, and blasted out again with a whistling sound.
The air in front of the fist was even compressed into an arc shape.
This punch is enough to split mountains and rocks!
“A frog in a well looking at the sky naturally thinks the sky is only that big.”
As he spoke calmly, a flash of majesty flashed in Lu Yun's eyes. He retracted the raised finger and extended his palm.
A strong airflow suddenly rose in the office, sweeping in all directions like a sharp blade.
Yan Kuang looked at Lu Yun using his bare palms to fight against the brass knuckles that he had spent a lot of money to make with various alloys, and a ferocious look was revealed in his eyes.
"Insanity!"
Click.
A crisp cracking sound sounded.
Under Yan Kuang's horrified eyes, the brass knuckles that cost him millions to make twisted in the middle. Although they did not break, they were deeply embedded in the peak of his fist.
Immediately afterwards, the enormous force carried by the brass knuckles was transmitted into his palm.
At that moment, Yan Kuang clearly understood what it meant to have "the pain in his heart connected to his ten fingers".
Heart-wrenching pain came from the palm of his hand. Looking down, his entire palm was twisted beyond recognition, with bones piercing the skin and blood flowing everywhere.
The iron fist that he was so proud of was easily destroyed in just a breath.
In fact, the young man never looked at him again after he struck him, as if he was no longer worth mentioning.
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