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Chapter 411 Who is Rich

After saying this, except Wang Lang, the other six people all looked bad.

Han Yin and Li Yan sat on both sides of Song Buwen and hugged Song Buwen's neck.

"Bul's nose, I see that your Yin Tang is black. Do you believe it or not? "Han Yin raised his eyebrows.

Song Buwen turned to Wang Lang without any hesitation, "Arranging what should be arranged, the Black Dragon Kings of all dynasties have been imprisoned and cannot escape."

"Old Song, I have been squatting abroad for a long time before. I have just returned to China for more than a year. Do you still have to squat?" Wang Lang took out his ears, his face full of dissatisfaction.

Song Buwen took a sip of tea, "I don't know this, okay, you should rest earlier, try to kill as little as possible during this period, and there are the other six dragon kings. You have no prison disasters, but your prison disasters will come to the Black Dragon King. This is a curse of the Black Dragon King of all dynasties and cannot be defeated."

After drinking tea and talking, Song Buwen turned around and was about to leave. Zhou Lanfeng hurriedly followed him out, "Senior, can I go to the prison disaster for my second junior brother?"

Song Buwen glanced at Zhou Lanfeng, smiled slightly, and patted Zhou Lanfeng on the shoulder, "It's yours, it's yours, it's not yours, it's not yours, it's not yours."

Watching Song Buwen go away, Wang Lang lit a cigarette and sent one to each of the third, fifth, sixth and seventh.

"Second brother, don't worry, we went to the prison to rob you, and we would definitely rescue you. If you were sentenced to death, we would go to the robbery of the law, and we would definitely not be injured." Han Yin squatted on the chair, holding cigarettes with his thumb and index finger. He would close his eyes when smoking, and enjoy his expression, but for outsiders, he would be as much as he would be.

"No, the number inside is pretty good, it's not that I haven't been in. The people inside speak nicely, and they are all talented, so it's interesting to stay inside." Wang Lang took a breath of cigarette and said casually.

"Second, have you done anything illegal and disorderly after you return to China?" Zhou Lanfeng asked.

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "It's not considered an illegal or illegal thing. He has killed anyone, but he is not a commoner, either a killer or a bad person, and there are not many good ones."

Zhou Lanfeng fell into a brief silence, "You can contact your home at any time. Once something happens to you, your home will definitely help you."

Wang Lang smiled indifferently, "It's okay."

"By the way, before coming, did the master's wife tell me who was attacking?" Wang Lang asked again.

The other six people exchanged eyes, and then Zhou Lanfeng wrote two words on the table with his fingers dipped in tea.

Qifeng.

Wang Lang grinned happily, took a breath of cigarette happily, and reached out to wipe the two words Qi Feng on the table.

“When should I do it?”

"As soon as the master's wife arrives, she will immediately take action. Except for him, she will not let go of any of the people who chased Master and you back then. If she can't kill them, she will kill all their disciples." Zhou Lanfeng spoke softly.

At this moment, Zhou Lanfeng seemed to have changed his body, his eyes opened and closed, and his qi was revealed, and his qi was murderous.

"You are just a few of you here? Where are the others? Don't the others come?" Wang Lang asked again.

"The other people obey the order of the master's wife. Whoever comes will come will not come. When the master's wife arrives tomorrow, you will know." Zhou Lanfeng said again.

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "That's it, the fourth brother, stop peeling, do it tomorrow and go to bed first."

I was sleeping comfortably in the morning, and the crackling sound of fireworks outside woke up the seven people.

Wang Lang sat up, his face full of anger. Han Yin, who was even more angry, carried his spear and went out. After a while, he came back, "Stop sleeping. Damn it, I'm just under eight o'clock to set off fireworks."

There was no sound outside, and the seven people fell to sleep.

Until eleven o'clock, the door knocked.

Han Yin sat up again with an unhappy look on his face. This time it was not Han Yin's turn to say anything. Huang Wang, who was closest to the door, suddenly opened the door, "What are you doing!"

The little boy at the door was frightened by this moment, then he pouted, stared at Huang Wang with tears in his eyes, and said aggrievedly, "My master asked me to ask, are you awake? When can you set off fireworks? Eleven:15 is auspicious time, can you set it off?"

"Lao Wu, don't scare the child." Zhou Lanfeng got up and put on his clothes and walked over, holding the boy's shoulder with both hands, "Go back and tell you the master, it's OK, we will arrive later."

The little boy didn't dare to leave, but looked up at Huang Wang with a eager look.

"Let go!" Huang Wang turned back to the house.

Several people in the house rose one after another.

"You're going to die, this group of people, damn it's okay to choose the leader of the martial arts world, it's okay for us." Han Yin still didn't wake up.

The most stable one is Zhang Minghao. He just moved his eyelids from beginning to end, and lay down straight for the rest of the time. If he hadn't breathed, he would have thought he was dead.

"Lao Qi, get up." Zhou Lanfeng said softly.

Han Yin got up then, "Senior Brother, the leader of the martial arts world has decided, what are we going to do?"

"Longmen is a great sect in the martial arts world. We are the seven dragon kings, and we must do what we should look like."

The seven people ate something and went to the ring.

A rostrum was set up temporarily, and Qifeng and his group sat on the rostrum. Shi Ling and the others were still not here, and they didn't know where they went.

Mei Bi held a microphone in his hand and gave a passionate speech.

Qi Feng then said a lot. After saying that, he introduced the rules and then proposed new rules, which were the rules that Wang Lang also heard that day, and they were improved.

Anyone can participate. The weak can challenge the strong, but the strong can't challenge the weak. If you win, you will have money and can defend the championship. As long as you keep the first place, you will get half of the prize pool in the end. The remaining two to ten places will be reduced one by one.

At first, no one was willing to participate, but when everyone heard Qifeng say that he took out ten million to invest in the prize pool, everyone started to get restless.

The remaining big guys took out at least one million, and they all came down to the prize pool to 30 million.

Some people will earn less than 30 million in their lifetime.

Seeing the reaction below, Qi Feng was very satisfied. He thought it was over. Who knew that Qi Feng changed his mind and looked at Wang Lang and the others who were sitting next to the rostrum playing games. Except for Zhou Lanfeng who was listening carefully to Zhang Minghao sleeping, the other five Wu Hei were in full swing.

"Everyone, Longmen is also a big sect in the world. We have all taken some of the prize pools. Should Longmen also make some contributions to the world?"

As he spoke, a little boy came over with a plate.

Zhou Lanfeng stood up politely, touched it in his pocket for a long time, and finally found it and smoothed it out, put it on the plate.
Chapter completed!
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