Chapter 870 The truth is only within the range of the cannon?
Dozens of guests stood up in shock!
Because Ban Zhong's left foot stepped into the air, but did not really fall, and his body rose up from the ground without any warning.
The white waves rise and disappear again.
Gan!
Another war king?!
Even the elites were shocked by the generosity of the Baiyin family at this moment.
And before they even had time to think about why two war kings appeared one after another, Ban Zhong was like a violent bear equipped with nitrogen acceleration, crashing through the space in an instant and arriving in front of Ming Gang.
But Ming Gang's face had just frozen in shock, and before he could dodge, he was hugged tightly by Ban Zhong.
Timer - 7 seconds!
Creak!
Visible to the naked eye, Ming Gang's burly body was directly reduced in size, and his chest collapsed abnormally.
Bone cracks and painful roars sounded at the same time.
Ban Zhong had no expression on his face, hugging Min Gang and spinning behind him like a ghost.
Use both arms to lift and lean back.
Min Gang, who was two meters tall, could not resist at all. He was thrown backwards like a puppet!
Min Gang's eyes widened,
The head fell to the ground.
boom--
Rolling smoke and dust filled the air.
The floor of the Silver Family's arena is made of special alloy.
In the scattered dust, Ming Gang's head was twisted strangely.
"Ming Gang died, Ban Zhongsheng!"
Tang Yingqi's pupils shrank suddenly.
In this cruel era, death in battle is the fate of a warrior.
But an 8-star warrior died in the sight of all the guests in a matter of seconds, in a program that was known as a spectacle.
Tang Yingqi remained silent.
"8 seconds..."
The middle-aged man over there suddenly covered his heart and looked at the timer with a ghostly expression.
——[8 seconds]!
There was silence in the huge venue.
"Competition rules, on the field, you are responsible for life and death."
Butler Wu Wen appeared above the venue on a hoverboard, staring down expressionlessly, his voice as emotionless as his face.
In the VIP seats scattered around, many people seemed to have become accustomed to the scene in front of them, and they were still drinking and chatting.
Occasionally, some female guests feel a little uncomfortable.
Under the sun umbrella placed on the lawn, Wang Yitong, the second daughter of the Baiyin family, was still talking and laughing with her girlfriends. After seeing the battle there, the chatter and laughter paused for a moment and then continued.
"Hey, Yi Tong, your family is not recruiting ordinary guards. The leader of the mercenary group is nothing more than that."
A certain best friend said with a sweet smile.
Everyone comes from a rich or noble background, and they have seen a lot about the life and death of the servants.
Wang Yitong swung his small fan, disdain flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: "You are not qualified to be the leader of my Wang family's mercenary group."
There was a hint of embarrassment on the best friend's face, but she covered it up well.
The good sisters started talking and laughing again.
far away.
Wang Yishui, who was standing on a high platform overlooking the entire scene, suddenly frowned and looked to his side.
"Bring up the bets."
He didn't care about Min Gang's death, he just felt that a certain number seemed familiar.
[Guest No. 77 bet 15 million.]
When he saw this message, Wang Yishui finally remembered where he was familiar with it.
The project with more than 13 million bets out of 15 million is surprisingly - Ban Zhongsheng, 8 seconds!
Wang Yishui stared at the light curtain indifferently.
"Master..." the old servant beside him said in a low voice.
Wang Yishui raised his palm.
The old servant was silent.
"Haha, just use it as the money to buy a cemetery for your parents." Wang Yishui said to himself, then smiled and said, "Go on."
The eldest son of the second wife of the Wang family did not care about the tens of millions of dollars. He sat back on the sofa and drank a glass of sobered wine.
The burly alcoholic maniac with a huge sword on his back stood quietly beside him.
Ye Zhengming and Fatty Song Chuyang from the North Bear Country, one was smoking quietly while the other was using the lens switching function of his tablet computer to look at the beautiful girl below.
Perhaps not used to this kind of silence, Ye Zhengming looked at the drunkard.
"Mr. Jiu, what will happen to you?"
The alcoholic maniac narrowed his eyes and did not intend to answer, but when he saw that Master Wang Yishui did not express any expression, he knew that his young master had acquiesced to this question.
So he replied calmly: "They are all just people who want to sell themselves out."
All the arrogance, indifference, and disdain are contained in this short sentence.
Ye Zhengming was not disgusted with this tone, and even appreciated it.
After all, in the North Bear Country, where there is no pure land for thousands of miles north, only the strong can survive, and they can continue to survive.
Having lived in this environment since childhood, Ye Zhengming did not like the traditional modesty of the Xia Kingdom.
He smiled and sighed: "Yi Shui has as many strong men as there are under his command."
"Why, are you determined to support me?" Wang Yishui put down his wine glass and looked at Ye Zhengming with burning eyes.
A personal relationship is a personal relationship, but Ye Zhengming has never officially expressed his support for Wang Yishui's "seizing the legitimate son" as the successor of the Ye family.
Even Wang Yishui could not resist the temptation to have a family like the Ye family, which controlled powerful foreign forces, support them openly and honestly.
"Ye wants to see the final winner."
Ye Zhengming had a smile on his face.
The corner of the mouth of the cold-faced drunkard next to him also curved.
It's not that the strong don't need recognition, they just don't need the recognition of ordinary people.
Ye Zhengming speaks at a very high level, and this high level of recognition is very helpful.
Wang Yishui smiled while stroking his hands, picked up the bottle of fine wine from Ou Song Winery and poured Ye Zhengming a glass.
"How happy it is to have a confidant like Brother Ye in life."
"Chu Yang, from now on in Yunzhou City, I will need to rely more on you two."
"Honor our friendship."
With Ye Zhengming's reply, Wang Yishui completely ignored the unhappiness that had just arisen in his heart.
Song Chuyang retracted his gaze from the tablet and also raised his wine glass in greeting.
…
It's just that sometimes when you deliberately ignore the inevitable nodes of history.
The wheels of history will always roll over your face silently, reminding you in its own way that the inevitability of history does not change based on your thoughts.
Tang Yingqi looked at Lu Ze quietly.
Lu Ze looked back at the heroic Queen Tang and smiled, revealing eight white teeth.
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Tang Yingqi originally thought that she had an intuitive understanding of Lu Ze's strength, but now she found that what she saw seemed to be just the tip of the iceberg.
"How many things are you hiding from me?" Tang Yingqi's eyes are very beautiful, especially when she is serious, there is a special kind of beauty in her eyes.
"I won't hide it from you." Lu Ze's tone was calm and serious.
"Then let me ask you something."
"Tell me everything I know, and tell me everything." Lu Ze spread his hands and smiled sincerely.
"What exactly do you want to do today?" Tang Yingqi asked the core question directly without going around in circles.
She originally thought that revenge would be to just destroy the place, but when she arrived at Yunzhou City, she discovered that this giant fortress was bigger than she imagined, and there were dozens of times more people than she imagined.
When I came to the Baiyin family, I thought I could directly see the murderer who wanted to harm my uncle and aunt, but instead I saw the well-dressed elites.
I don't know where the murderer is.
At first, she was afraid that Lu Ze would make a fuss despite everything.
But in the end, she found that she was the one who worried the most.
Lu Ze was strolling around this strange manor, not acting like he was seeking revenge at all.
The previous Q&As were all Lu Ze's jokes.
so……
Now, Tang Yingqi really couldn't understand.
"do what?"
Lu Ze muttered, stretched out his hands, and looked at it carefully.
Fingers are clean and refreshed.
"Sister Yingqi."
"Huh?" Tang Yingqi looked at Lu Ze with her starry eyes.
"The truth is only within the range of the cannon, is that true or not?"
"Of course it is."
"Well, I think so too, but I want to add one more thing today."
Lu Ze raised his head with a gentle smile.
"It's still in my hand."
After saying that, he turned his hands over and gently pressed them on the table.
Lu Ze smiled and looked forward.
"Single bet of 40 million, 10 seconds, red wins."
The two people in the third round of battle had just appeared, and a slow and unhurried voice appeared together with the system prompts.
Tang Yingqi's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at the people around her seriously.
At this moment, Lu Ze's eyes were as bright as stars.