Following Zhang Junxiong's angry roar, his subordinates finally opened fire. The black muzzles of their guns shot out tongues of flame one after another, causing smoke to fill the entire room, completely filling up with smoke.

The round of attacks lasted for a full minute. When the attacks stopped, the originally noisy room immediately quietened down.

Zhang Junxiong finally revealed a smile on his face. To him, with such a random shot, even the Da Lou Immortals would be able to survive, so Qin Hao was dead for sure!

With the smoke dispersing, the situation in the room was gradually reflected in the eyes of Zhang Junxiong and the rest.

The ground was littered with corpses and wreckage, fresh blood staining the floor. Twenty to thirty Flying Tiger Gang riders died with grievances, their corpses riddled with bullet holes.

"Wait, where's Qin Hao? He's not dead yet! " Zhang Junxiong only took a glance and his eyelids jumped. He was shocked as an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

Amongst the numerous corpses, there were no Qin Hao's corpse. In that case, there was only one outcome: Qin Hao did not die.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk …"

He swept a glance across the room that was filled with corpses and shook his head: "Zhang Junxiong, I really didn't misjudge you. These were all your loyal subordinates, including your only son. In the end, they all died to your random guns. "But that's fine too, as long as you carry so many lives on your back, I will be even more at ease if I kill you."

"You, are you a human or a ghost!" Zhang Junxiong retreated in fear, his entire body s.h.i.+vering, the current Qin Hao was like a demon in his eyes.

It was also true that Qin Hao's performance had long since exceeded the knowledge of an ordinary person.

Not only Zhang Junxiong, even his subordinates were panicking, not knowing what to do. Facing such an unknown powerful existence, even a normal person would feel powerless from the bottom of their heart.

"I saw you guys shooting so hard, so I intentionally went to the balcony to get some fresh air. I didn't expect you guys to be so considerate and help me get rid of these underlings. For this, I've decided to give you a sentence. How about Zhang Lang's ingenious plan to settle the world, losing his son's life and then losing his troops? Sect Master Zhang, do you think it's appropriate? "

"Shoot him to death! Shoot him to death! Kill him!" Being mocked and humiliated by Qin Hao in such a manner, Zhang Junxiong could be said to be fl.u.s.tered and exasperated, coupled with his extreme fear of Qin Hao, it caused him to only be able to place all his hope on the firearms.

To the current Zhang Junxiong, besides shooting, there was no other way to deal with Qin Hao. They had already been closed off.

The remaining 10 bodyguards knew that, even though they were panicking deep in their hearts, and did not really trust in whether the firearms were truly able to harm Qin Hao, they still shot.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of gunshots rang out, and a few bullets shot out from the black hole in the muzzle, flying towards Qin Hao.

Pata!

The gun fell to the ground with a crisp sound. The man with the broken neck fell to the ground like a pile of mud, lifeless.

Was he even human? If even the bullet failed to hit him, then he must be a monster! Who could run faster than bullets?

"Ahh …"

With regards to the fleeing Zhang Junxiong, Qin Hao was not in a hurry to catch up. Instead, he unhurriedly stretched out his hands and broke one neck after another.

Once Zhang Junxiong fled, the remaining bodyguards with guns immediately lost their backbone and started to flee in all directions. It was a pity that when they were together, it was as easy as slaughtering a pig to Qin Hao, let alone now.

Following the direction that Zhang Junxiong fled in, Qin Hao finally arrived at the door of the study room at the top floor of the villa. Right now, the study room's door was tightly shut, and the door was actually a special lock, and the door's material was also made of fine steel, and it was even bulletproof material.

Ever since his cultivation level went berserk and was brought back to the mountain by the old bald donkey, during these two years, he discovered that although his cultivation level had been improving, his cultivation level was still increasing.

Even though the old donkey had sealed most of his power, he was still able to unleash a power that was not much weaker than what it was before Qi deviation. Sometimes, he even thought that if he could remove the seal, then how powerful would he be?

Using the old bald donkey's original words, you were originally a Innate Yang Body, this kind of thing is rarely seen in thousands of years, and I don't have it. Furthermore, to be able to cultivate three kinds of cultivation techniques at the same time without encountering each other, resulting in one's body exploding and dying. How could I understand a freak like you?

Taking a deep breath, Qin Hao raised the energy in his body and covered the special door with his hand. He then pushed with his strength, and a m.u.f.fled sound came from the special door.

"Boom!"

The door was smashed into pieces, scattered all over the place, with dust flying everywhere, the only barrier in the study room was easily broken by Qin Hao.

At this time, Zhang Junxiong was curled up in a corner of the study room. When he saw that the door had shattered and Qin Hao slowly walked in, a look of despair flashed past his eyes.

"Don't, Qin Hao, don't kill me, you can't kill me, my foster father is Lion Wan, he has many martial arts experts, if you kill me, he won't let you go, Qin Hao, you can't kill me, don't …"

Seeing how Zhang Junxiong was so shocked, Qin Hao laughed happily and slowly squatted down, "Zhang Junxiong, this is really hard for me to deal with. You should at least talk sense into it, right? You only want to kill someone else, but you're not prepared to be killed. Isn't that too unreasonable? As for Lion Wan, you don't have to worry. I still have to say the same thing: If he doesn't want to provoke me, he will be my big brother and I will lead a good life. But if he dares to come and cause trouble, I will destroy his entire clan! "

"That's right, the ancients said that when people die, their words are also good. Look, you're going to die, so I'm going to ask you a question. You have followed your foster father for several years already, and have done many things for him. I just want to know, what happened when the Cloud Sky Sect was annihilated in one night? Why are your and Lion Wan's troops still alive? "

Since he wanted to completely understand his memories of the car accident, he had to understand it from the Cloud Sky Sect first. The best person for him would be none other than the person from back then, the foster son of Lion Wan, Zhang Junxiong.

Being mentioned about the past, Zhang Junxiong's pupils suddenly shrank, and he pointed at Qin Hao and shouted: "Who are you? Why do you ask? Are you a remnant of the Cloud Sky Sect? Who exactly are you? "