Omnipotent Cellphone

Standing beside Wang Zifeng, Ji Li had a serious expression on his face. He could vaguely feel that Uncle Teng was very strong, but it was useless to say anything now. He could only silently and vigilantly stay beside Wang Zifeng to protect Wang Zifeng.    

    

And then …    

    

Uncle Teng had already arrived in front of the three or four bodyguards!    

    

"Hehe …" Uncle Teng suddenly smiled. This was out of everyone's expectations. After smiling, he said a few words: "A country bumpkin dog!"    

    

Just as his voice faded, he saw Uncle Teng taking the initiative to attack without fear. He directly charged forward and rushed forward like a torrential flood.    

    

The bodyguards' expressions all changed at the same time. No one expected the other party to dare to take the initiative, let alone take it so cleanly.    

    

Subconsciously, they waved the rubber sticks in their hands fiercely. However, what was shocking was that they couldn't find Uncle Teng's figure at all.    

    

He had lost his target.    

    

What was going on? The bodyguard felt his heart skip a beat as an inexplicable sense of foreboding came over him. His eyes widened as he quickly searched for Uncle Teng's figure in that split-second.    

    

The next moment.    

    

Swish!    

    

Before they could find Uncle Teng's figure, they suddenly heard an ear-piercing sound of friction in the air. It was like the sound of a whistle. Uncle Teng, who disappeared mysteriously, appeared again, clearly in front of everyone.    

    

However, Uncle Teng, who looked so ordinary, seemed like a completely different person at this moment. It was simply dazzling and impressive.    

    

A one-foot long scimitar appeared out of his sleeve. The scimitar was in his hand and the corners of his mouth were full of a bloodthirsty and cruel smile.    

    

"Swish swish swish swish swish …"    

    

Uncle Teng moved like a tiger in a flock of sheep.    

    

The scimitar slipped and the shadow of the blade danced in the air. It was so fast that one could only hear the sound of the scimitar slicing through the air. Soon … The air was filled with the smell of blood, along with miserable screams and the sight of the bodyguard in black falling to the ground.    

    

He couldn't believe it!    

    

It was as if he could see three or five suns appearing in the sky.    

    

"It won't happen..." They couldn't help but growl and hiss in their hearts … At the same time, his entire body was ice-cold, filled with endless horror.    

    

Is this Uncle Teng even human? One person against three or four, and so easily? He would be crushed!    

    

The key point was that he was still this perverted. When he brandished the extremely sharp scimitar, his face was clearly filled with pleasure and infatuation!    

    

However, the black-clothed bodyguard that was extremely powerful in their eyes was actually unable to resist in the slightest. It was as if a little chicken had touched a tiger.    

    

It exceeded the limits of one's thoughts! It had completely exceeded the limits of his mind!    

    

The crowd only felt their hearts turning cold. It was as if they had seen a death god and felt the same feeling of coldness as their own …    

    

About half a minute later, Uncle Teng suddenly stopped.    

    

At this moment, the bodyguards in front of him had all fallen to the ground.    

    

Fresh blood flowed, staining the cake, chocolate, etc …    

    

It was incomparably terrifying.    

    

The stench of blood was extremely strong and revolting.