Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Lin Jiu slapped Agu on the forehead. Agu screamed and a big hole was left on his forehead. He could no longer survive.

Lin Jiu took a step forward and was about to clasp his hands together.

Dabao covered his nose with one hand and shook his other hand repeatedly.

"Don't come near me, you stink so much, oh my god, you're almost making me cry."

Lin Jiu looked at himself and felt a little embarrassed. He jumped to the second floor and disappeared at the entrance of the corridor.

Dabao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Lianhu grinned.

“It stinks…”

Dabao nodded, agreeing deeply.

"The strong smell of blood couldn't even block out the stench on his body. I didn't even dare to fight him. This is simply a chemical and physical attack."

Lian Hu didn't understand, but he laughed too. He loved listening to Dabao talk the most.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and countless cross darts shot out from all directions. Dabao's expression was horrified. The Japanese ninja darts? He could dodge them, but Lian Hu definitely couldn't.

He sneered, waved his hands, and hundreds of cross darts disappeared out of thin air.

The ninjas were stunned. What was going on? Even if these hundreds of cross darts couldn't hit anyone, they would still make a noise when they fell to the ground, right?

Dabao jumped up to a height of more than two meters. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a ninja in the air. The ninja was holding a piece of cloth, the color of which was the same as the rain. He hung in the air and covered himself with the cloth, thus becoming invisible.

As for how he was hanging in the air, it turned out that there were several steel wires hanging in the air. If you didn't look carefully, you would never find it.

Dabao swung the knife in his hand and cut through several steel wires. He only heard a few "ouch ouch" sounds and saw several more ninjas on the ground.

Dabao fell to the ground and threw the ninja in his hand. As soon as the ninja moved, Lianhu stepped on the neck. The ninja died with a sound of "crack".

Dabao turned around and came to a wall, kicking it hard. The wall made a groaning sound, and another large piece of cloth fell down. Behind it, a ninja was rolling on the ground holding his stomach.

Under the influence of Dabao's consciousness, the ninja's five elements escape techniques are no different from children playing house. If their ninjutsu is broken, they will be nothing.

Lian Hu swung his big fist and knocked the ninjas away one by one. Tornado on the third floor was staring in amazement. These ninjas from the Kirigakure family were indeed quite capable. They had followed him and killed many people. He didn't expect that they would be slaughtered like pigs today.

Tornado snorted, hesitated for a moment, and finally jumped from the third floor...

Xiang Yicheng fell in a pool of blood. He struggled and stretched out a claw to grab Lin Jiu.

"You son of a bitch, if I hadn't kept you alive, the grass on your grave would be as tall as a man. I never thought I would die at the hands of a son of a bitch like you..."

Lin Jiu's iron sand palm hit his chest, causing it to cave in. Xiang Yicheng spat out a mouthful of blood and died!

The tornado landed in front of Dabao. He glanced at the corpses around him. There were his brothers and the men of Overlord Pavilion and Xiang Yicheng. The strength of Kowloon Walled City was greatly reduced this time.

Only the Thirteen Guardians are left among the three forces, but the Tiger-Slaying Tai Sui is just a martial arts fanatic and has no interest in fighting for fame and fortune. It is true that the blessed do not have to work hard, while the unlucky ones have to run themselves into a pulp.

Tornado's father is the King of Southern Fist, also known as the Southern Tyrant. Both he and Feng Yiming's kung fu are inherited from the family. Of course, when a father teaches his children, he will not hide anything, and he teaches his children the Southern Fist step by step.

Southern boxing is mainly based on short strikes and close combat, it is a real hard-core kung fu. Tornado is naturally intelligent and has mastered Southern boxing to perfection.

He tore off his shirt, revealing a muscular body covered with scars, and he exhaled and spoke.

"I know you're powerful, but I, Tornado, am not one to be scared. Come on, let's fight!"

Dabao looked at the tornado and said with disdain.

"I don't have the time to bother with you. Let me tell you, Xiang Yicheng has been killed. Now it's your turn, brother and sister. Again, hand over the Taiwanese people to me, and you still have a chance of survival! But you have to leave me half of your legs and claws."

Tornado shouted loudly, and the energy in his dantian quickly circulated throughout his body. His momentum had reached its peak, and he roared wildly.

"go to hell!"

Dabao kicked him out, and Tornado hit the wall and slid to the ground. His face was full of disbelief. He looked at himself and then at Dabao.

Dabao curled his lips.

"So much crap! It's just a fight, but you're still yelling and talking about luck. Do you really think you're invincible?"

Tornado's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he muttered.

"Impossible! How could this be? How could he be so strong? Even that idiot Li Cunxiao couldn't beat me..."

At this time, a head popped out from the room opposite. It was a big bald head, shiny and bright. He roared angrily.

"Tornado, you bastard! When have I ever been defeated by you? Last time, you sent your sister to seduce me, and I only let you have two moves for your sister's sake. You bastard!"

Tornado looked at him with gritted teeth.

"Li Cunxiao, don't you always say that you are the best fighter in the city? Come on! Come out and beat this guy..."

Li Cunxiao curled his lips and laughed.

"Don't give me that! I'm not stupid. This guy is clearly a master. Even if we join forces, we can't beat him. Besides, this matter has nothing to do with me. But don't worry, I will still remember your words during the Qingming Festival and the 15th of July. I will burn some paper for you."

Tornado felt as if all his bones were broken and he had no strength at all. He had never seen such a master before, so he always thought that he and Li Cunxiao were the best masters in the world. Now he realized that he was just the frog in the well.

Dabao waved his hand, Lian Hu walked forward with a smile, grabbed Tornado's long hair and lifted him up, and Tornado shouted with his teeth bared.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, big guy, please let me go, can you grab my clothes instead of my hair?"

Lian Hu's fingers were like little hammers. He poked Tornado's face, causing Tornado to tremble all over in pain. However, he dared not curse and could only close his eyes in frustration.

Suddenly Feng Yiming rushed out like a madman and knelt in front of Dabao. Her hair was disheveled and there were several scars on her body, as if she had just experienced a battle.

She kowtowed to Dabao desperately and begged with tears.

"Hero, please spare my life. Don't kill my brother. If you kill my brother, I will have no relatives in this world. Hero, I have already arrested all the people in Taiwan. Look..."