The two teams confronted each other, and the atmosphere was tense. Many people on the third floor stood up with serious expressions at this moment, staring at the situation at the stairs for a moment.

It was just a blink of an eye and the situation escalated!

Sunset Team and Honghua Team have worked together!

No one expected that Qingjuan of the Sunset Squad would suddenly take action! After she intervened in this battle, the Honghua Squad naturally would not sit idly by. As all the members of the Honghua Squad appeared, Tang Wende and the others were forced to stand up.

These two teams are lineups of all elementary search officers!

Two Class D overlord teams in Huangjiang Base City!

The girl in black looked at the man standing with a knife in a daze. The latter wiped the blood from the knife with her sleeve and said calmly: "Little girl, you recognize the wrong person, my name is Zhen Shen."

Qingjuan bit her lip gently, looked disappointed, and said softly: "Sorry, I really recognized the wrong person. You and I, a friend who has passed away, look too similar."

Lao Sun is dead.

This is something that is extremely certain in the whole world.

Moreover, even if Lao Sun is not dead, he will never have the cultivation and strength of the people in front of him!

The two of them are completely different in terms of appearance, personality, strength, etc.!

Qingjuan looked at Tang Wende beside him and forced a smile. Wei Meng sighed and rubbed her head. This little girl had never been heartbroken, but it was hard to let go of such things, especially when the big incident that shocked Zhou Xia a year ago came out, they were still hunting in the wilderness and had to forcefully terminate the action and stayed with the little girl for a whole week before they could get through it.

Tang Wende turned to look at the person opposite, spread his hands and smiled: "Misunderstanding, I hope you don't mind."

Hong Hua glanced at him lightly, snapped his fingers, and all the people behind him closed their momentum, leaving only Chai Cheng with an ugly look. If there was no Qingshuo's hand, he might have pressed the kid to the ground and beat him up now.

Chai Cheng stared at Qingjuan with cold eyes.

The burly Shao Gaoge moved one step, blocking Qingjuan, narrowing his eyes slightly, and looking at him coldly.

Chai Cheng finally retracted his gaze unwillingly. He was not yet able to challenge the Sunset Team. After all, the head of this team was not him!

"Captain?" Chai Cheng whispered to Honghua.

Hong Hua naturally understood what he meant. He glanced at the man holding the knife below, then looked at the old man who was walking over to Song Shiyan in the distance, and said lightly: "Let's go."

The club's Class C supervisor has already appeared, so I have to give you this face.

Chai Cheng also understood this truth. He suppressed his anger and sneered at Hao Meng: "Boy! Don't let me meet you in the wilderness in the future! Otherwise, I won't kill you!"

The man threw his knife into the sheath and walked downstairs coldly.

Kill him?

It really happened in the wilderness, and it would be hard to say who killed him! It would be fine if Chai Cheng was with the team, but if he had the chance to be alone by him, he really wanted to try how powerful "The Heart-Eye Knife" was, which was all-out!

Hao Meng and Song Shiyan, who walked downstairs, collided with each other, and the old man in the club uniform said lazily: "Are you finished playing? Remember to pay the repair fee when you look back."

Hao Meng replied in a deep voice: "Okay."

The Class C spokesperson walked upstairs, and Song Shiyan followed Hao Meng out of the hall and said helplessly: "Brother, you are too tough, there is no need! After all, it is Honghua's team, which is a junior search officer. You will meet in this club sooner or later."

Xu Qing, who rushed over, also scratched his head and sighed: "Zhen Shen, you are really impulsive today."

Hao Meng couldn't refuse and just bowed to the two of them, "Thank you for your help today."

If it weren't for them to call the supervisor, the matter wouldn't have ended like this.

Song Shiyan waved his hand, "This is all a trivial matter. The key is that Chai Cheng is very popular. If you kick him over in public, he will come to seek revenge in the future! Just like he said, if you encounter it in the wilderness...ah."

Xu Qing suggested: "Brother, why don't you go to the wilderness recently? You just happened to find a force to join in this period and have an organization to accompany you. Even Chai Cheng must be cautious!"

The three of them walked to the door.

The man smiled and said, "Just let him come. The road to the strong is full of thorns. Walking in the wilderness is always to wander above life and death. Besides, what is he? Is he worthy of letting me retreat?"

Even before the extreme night, a few quarrels would make you feel hot and cause casualties. In this chaotic extreme night world, the layers of legal restriction power became extremely low, and even a disagreement would make you draw your sword to face each other.

Why is Chai Cheng so crazy?

People like them have seen life and death too much, adhere to strength first, have their fists as their respect, and never pity the weak, and look down on people who are weaker than them, so they are so arrogant and arrogant.

There are so many such people in the extreme night.

Song Shiyan and Xu Qing looked at each other.

They all felt extremely confident and the belief in taking life and death indifferent from the people in front of them, and were not afraid of strong enemies or pressure.

"Two, say goodbye! See you again!" Hao Meng left with his fists.

The two looked at Hao Meng's departure back.

"Tsk tsk." Song Shiyan watched him leave and smacked her lips: "This guy is definitely a fighting madman! I didn't dare to say it before, but now I can be sure!"

"That's right." Xu Qing also sighed: "He has fought with Chai Cheng! He knows that he is not Chai Cheng's opponent now. If he is an ordinary person, he is worried about this kind of trouble. Even if he pretends to be calm, he can see a clue, but he doesn't care about it at all! It means that he really doesn't take Chai Cheng seriously!"

"Only real combat madmen can go on the wilderness alone and hunt wildly! They are not afraid of fighting or death! Such people are often very strong! It is very scary!"

Song Shiyan added: "Of course, the mortality rate of such people is also very high! It is ten times higher than that of normal aliens!"

It’s one thing not to be afraid of death, and it’s another thing to die!

There is a saying that often circulates among the stranger.

Among the same level, search officers and spiritual strangers are used as ceilings. In addition, there is another type of person who can compete with them or even surpass them!

Fighting madman!

People who are fearless of life and death often have super terrible explosive power!

Hao Meng drove out of the city in an ordinary Santana, entered the wilderness, and continued to hunt life. He inadvertently looked at the east. At the distant end, there was a dense forest of primeval forests, and there was a hidden small city. On a road in the city, a pair of men and women were walking. The young man seemed to have some senses and also looked at him from afar.

The young man withdrew his gaze and murmured: "Chai Cheng..."

The beautiful woman next to her asked in confusion: "Hmm? What?"

The young man smiled and said, "It's nothing, let's go. The teaching course for advanced use of alien power in the afternoon is about to begin. You have to concentrate on listening this time."

The woman nodded.

The young man walked slowly forward, and in his spiritual platform, Zhuang held a white ball of light in his hand, and the surroundings were hazy, and the scene changed. In the blink of an eye, the battle in Huangjiang City's Octopus Night Club reappeared.

This time, the fighter changed from a knife-holding man to a young man in black.

I took the knife from my clone's hand, and the scene that seemed to be stagnant instantly opened, and two figures collided heavily!

One minute later.

The young man in black shook his wrists, the tip of the knife dripped red blood, and a rolling head was in the corner of the stairs, and his body that had lost its head fell to the ground.

He threw it casually, and the long sword flew back to the man's scabbard. The young man's mouth raised a disdainful curve and sneered.
Chapter completed!