Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth come to the door
The sky in the unknown area is always so dark. Under the black curtain, a campfire is burning brightly.
There were many people sitting in the central tent, and the out-of-print Death God on the official case was frowning because the news reported was not very pleasant.
"Another 86 brothers died?" the out-of-print Death asked coldly.
The people below did not dare to look up at him: "Yes..."
The out-of-print Death couldn't help but said: "How did it hang up?"
The person below replied: "When I entered the tomb in the West District, I met someone from the Absolute Domain, and then..."
The out-of-print God of Death waved his hand impatiently: "You go out first!"
As soon as the man left the tent, a soldier walked in from outside: "Boss, Miss Ruo has landed outside on the Oriental Dynasty's helicopter."
After pondering for a long time, the out-of-print Death God said: "Invite her in!"
A fashionable beauty appeared at the door, this person was Ruoyun.
Everyone in the tent knew that this was the beautiful woman that the boss, the out-of-print Death God, had been pursuing for a long time but could not get hold of. Now that he suddenly came to visit, there must be a reason.
As expected, Ruoyun was followed by an assassin in black. This assassin was not tall in stature, but he had an intimidating aura in his demeanor and eyes, so he was not an ordinary person.
The out-of-print Death God has already stood up: "If Miss Ruo flew so far away to come see me, I would be really flattered."
He said he was flattered, but in fact there was no expression on his face at all.
Ruoyun had the same expressionless face. She didn't have a good impression of the boss of Tiantian Star. But she couldn't say she had any disgust. In a word, he was not the one she had in mind.
If Ruoyun still has a good impression of the out-of-print Death God, it is that this man is different from most men. At least he is a long-term man, and he has to take into account his identity and face to some extent, and he does not stalk her like others.
beat.
"President Jue, you are so polite!" Ruoyun replied coldly, "I have a good friend who works for the Eastern Dynasty. I heard that your two families have had some misunderstandings recently, so I brought this friend over to meet with Jue.
President. I know President Jue that you are always very busy. So I took the liberty to come to the door. Please forgive me for disturbing me."
The out-of-print Death God suddenly sighed: "You dare to be so direct. Without you, no one from the Eastern Dynasty would even think of stepping into this tent."
"You are wrong!" the assassin in black behind Ruoyun said calmly. "I can come to this place whenever I want and leave whenever I want. Just like I can freely enter Xixing Plaza."
After saying this, everyone in the room was shocked.
The eyes of the out-of-print Death God flashed: "You haven't asked this brother what his name is yet?"
The assassin in black flashed his ID: "Eastern Dynasty - a piece of hard cucumber!"
The name was revealed, and the room was full of discussions. Even the out-of-print Death God couldn't help but frown: "It turns out to be the famous Brother Cucumber."
He didn't seem to expect that Dongfang Dynasty would actually come to his door in person, not only in the most upright way, but also with a fierce man like Mad Dog Dragon.
The out-of-print Death God looked at him with interest: "I wonder if Brother Cucumber has any advice?"
"Don't take advice seriously!" Mad Dog Dragon said modestly, "President Jue, our Eastern Dynasty has a technology studio in Xixing Plaza in Jiaxijia City. I wonder why your association sent experts to kill the person in charge of the studio the day before yesterday?"
The out-of-print God of Death sneered disdainfully: "It is natural for you to kill me and I to kill you for grudges in the world. If we are all as fussy as Brother Cucumber, then the Eastern Dynasty would have killed so many of us in the West District of Dynasty Port some time ago. If we were also like you, Brother Cucumber.
If you come to visit like this, what should you say?"
This guy's words are quite powerful, but Mad Dog Dragon's tongue is not that ordinary either.
Mad Dog Dragon sneered and said: "These are completely different things. There is a turf war among the guilds over at Chaos Dynasty Port. No one from the Eastern Dynasty has offended Tiantian Star in Xixing Square. Now someone has died inexplicably. Of course we have to intervene."
The out-of-print God of Death's tone finally turned cold: "What do you want to ask?"
Mad Dog Dragon said coldly: "It's very simple, who was providing information to Tiantangxing that night? Who came up with the idea to kill the head of our studio?"
"Are you forcing me to question you?" the out-of-print Death asked.
The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became tense, and even Ruoyun was a little nervous. There were more than a dozen men and women in the tent, all masters of Tiantian Star. If they took action here, Mad Dog Dragon would have no advantage at all.
Mad Dog Dragon is often the calmest at such times: "Tiantian Star is the 31st largest guild in the continent."
The out-of-print Death God was suddenly stunned. No one understood what he meant by these sudden words.
Mad Dog Dragon continued: "You don't even have the guts to admit this kind of thing. Just pretend that I didn't ask you just now. I'll leave right away!"
The out-of-print Death smiled again: "Yes, yes, it's awesome. I've dealt with your Eastern Dynasty many times, and this is the time I met a powerful person."
Mad Dog Dragon secretly sighed that this out-of-print God of Death was really not that easy to deal with.
The out-of-print Death God said seriously: "Brother Gua, you are begging for help now, not me, can you understand?"
Mad Dog Long said: "Yes, I think it is impossible to get the information without paying a price."
There was a hint of admiration in the eyes of the out-of-print Death God: "I have heard for a long time that Brother Gua is a celebrity of a generation. My brothers usually think that they are unambiguous and want to compete with Brother Gua. If you can satisfy them, I will naturally
Any questions will be answered.”
Mad Dog Long said: "No problem!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a boxer suddenly stood up on the chair on the left, with his ID on his head: "Heaven Star - Drunk into the Wind!"
The drunken man raised his hands to Mad Dog Dragon and said, "Brother Gua, our Paradise Star and Dongfang Dynasty have a misunderstanding. We must not be too harsh when we are discussing. If another life is involved, the misunderstanding will be so big that it is difficult to reason."
It's troublesome when it doesn't make sense. I also heard that you killed a level 80 warrior when you were less than level 40. I've always admired Brother Gua. We can meet you today. I would like to ask Brother Gua for some advice.
trick."
This man spoke with sincerity and his logic was quite clear. Mad Dog Dragon did not object: "Then I will learn Brother Zui's clever trick."
After saying that, people on both sides spontaneously stepped back.
The tent itself was very large. Once everyone stepped back, an open space of about sixty or seventy square meters was formed in the center. This was enough space for a sparring session.
Ruoyun whispered beside Mad Dog Dragon: "Be careful, he is level 65 and his equipment is still very good."
Mad Dog Dragon nodded.
Unexpectedly, Zui Chengfeng suddenly took out a bottle of beer from his baggage, opened it, threw his head back and drank the bottle of wine.
Others thought he was drinking to strengthen his courage, but who knew that he put the empty bottle on the coffee table, and then looked at the bottle and calmed down.
After looking at it like this for about 5 seconds, he suddenly cut it out with a palm, and the bottle mouth broke with a "click", but the bottle body did not move at all on the coffee table.
"Okay!" The tent immediately burst into applause.
Mad Dog Dragon smiled: "It's indeed good!"
Zui Chengfeng said with a smile on his face: "I wonder if Brother Gua can do the same thing!"
In the real world, his hand is the most standard "breaking the bottle mouth with a knife" in karate. The emphasis is on fast strikes, strong power, and very high skills. Even the warriors in "The Ninth Continent" may not be able to do it.
, because the fighting master itself has the innate advantages of the profession.
Mad Dog Dragon laughed and said: "It's a pity that I don't have a beer bottle with me!"
"It doesn't matter, I'll have as much as you want to drink, little brother!" Zui Chengfeng had already thrown in a bottle of beer.
After Mad Dog Dragon took it, he raised his head and drank it hard. Before he even started performing, he was already applauding: "Okay!"
This drinking method of holding the beer and "blowing the bottle" with your head up is also a skill. If you open the lid of a bottle of beer, stand it up and pour it to the ground, it will take about 7.2 seconds to pour it all. I was so drunk just now.
It takes about 10 seconds, but Mad Dog Dragon only takes about 8 seconds to drink. In other words, Mad Dog Dragon's "drinking" is basically "pouring".
You must know that "pouring" also requires skills. If you are not careful, you will choke. Zui Chengfeng originally wanted to see a joke about a mad dog and a dragon, but he did not expect to meet a great expert.
Mad Dog Dragon also placed the glass bottle on the coffee table. He did not need to concentrate at all, he just cut it off with one palm. The mouth of the bottle was cut away with a "click" and the bottle body remained motionless.
The performances of both of them seemed to be comparable, but a few seconds later, Zui Chengfeng's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he cupped his hands and said, "I admire you!"
Mad Dog Long said: "I don't dare!"
Ruoyun didn't see any problem at first, but after carefully comparing the bottles they cut by hand, she immediately understood.
Beer bottles are usually thick at the bottom and thin at the top. Zui Chengfeng almost chopped off the thin part, but Mad Dog Dragon also chopped off the thin part. The difference is that he only chopped off the top small part.
The shorter the cut, the greater the force required, the faster the speed, and the greater the difficulty.
Who is strong and who is weak? Let’s judge!
In fact, Zui Chengfeng is also an expert. He even knows that Mad Dog Dragon is much stronger than him, because Mad Dog Dragon not only casually cuts out a palm, but he is also an assassin, and his skills are better than your fighter.
You may not be my opponent even with weapons.
This is called disobedience!
At this time, someone on the right sneered disdainfully: "Drunk Brother, those of yours are just flower stands, and the glass bottles themselves don't know how to fight back. Is it interesting to compete like this?"
Mad Dog Dragon turned around and saw a traditional swordsman in white robes walking out slowly on the right. This man looked very much like an ancient swordsman in white. He also wore a long sword with a shark skin scabbard on his belt, and on his head
Also carrying the ID: "Heaven Star - Dead Wood Layman!" (To be continued...)
