"What's going on?" Huang Ling stopped and looked at the many people wearing black clothes and embroidered with strange symbols around her.
Chen Li frowned and said, "It should be Hasha's people who are here, but with Uncle Wang here, it should be fine."
Huang Ling nodded and walked towards the crowd with Zhuo Bufan, "Second Uncle."
A middle-aged man in casual clothes stood in the crowd. It was Huang Ling’s second uncle, Huang Haoxuan, the helm of the gold mining factory.
There was also a middle-aged man wearing a black Tang suit beside Huang Haoxuan, with a beard, thin body, but his back was straight. He was just a warrior who had not yet stepped into the dark force. Zhuo Bufan took a look and did not
Have interest.
Opposite everyone, there was a man with dark skin, confronting him with a group of people.
Huang Haoxuan looked at Huang Ling and Chen Li back, nodded, and his eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan in confusion, "Well, who is Xiao Ling?"
"Yes... it's a friend I just met, all from Long Country. If he wants to go back, I just want to do him a favor." Huang Ling said timidly.
Huang Haoxuan was obviously very majestic in her heart, so she was a little scared.
"Uncle Second, I said Lingmei should not bring anyone I don't know. There was a person suddenly appearing in the wilderness of this place, for fear of ulterior motives." Chen Li stood aside and said coldly.
Huang Ling glared at him and snorted softly and stopped talking.
Huang Haoxuan didn't care about Zhuo Bufan's origin at this time. He looked at the dark-skinned man standing in front of him and said, "Hasha, our two families have been peaceful and peaceful. You are here to make trouble again. What do you want to do.
?”
"I don't want to do anything either, but this is the territory of our Su people. You, a Long people, should you get back. It's the same rule if you lose, you give me the territory of this gold mining factory." The dark-skinned man used
The non-standard dragon language said.
It seems that I have been in contact with the people of Long Kingdom for a long time and have learned a little bit of the language of Long Kingdom.
"Haha, last time you called a black-fighter guy to come over. I was beaten down by my man. I'm still looking for death this time?" Huang Haoxuan said with a sneer.
"Hehe, this time is different. Lucas, the new master I invited." Hasha said, his eyes falling on a young man next to him. The young man was about 1.7 meters tall, with a dreadlocked braid and a curly corner of his mouth curled up.
The cold curve is as arrogant as if it is unpredictable.
Huang Haoxuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay, if you lose this time, get out of here, Brother Wang, please give you."
"Well, isn't I here this time just to help you?" Feng Qingyun said a calmly step forward in the man's tower in Tang suit.
Chen Li said proudly: "Uncle Wang is a martial arts master. He has opened two martial arts schools in China and the descendant of Bajiquan. This kid is looking for death."
Zhuo Bufan stood beside him, silent. Uncle Wang's strength did not even break through the dark power. The successor of Bajiquan? I'm afraid he was just an outer disciple of Bajiquan.
"Ha." Uncle Wang said, clenching his fists, stepping on the breeze, and launching a fierce attack.
Wen has Tai Chi to help the world, and martial arts has eight levels of magnitude to shake the universe. Uncle Wang’s movements are simple and simple, but extremely fast, with a fierce attack. When he stepped under his feet, his whole body gathered on his fist, bringing up a gust of wind.
Everyone stepped back and made way for a wide open space.
The young man named Lucas was originally an underground boxer in the city "Willi" closest to here, and was famous far and wide. When he saw Uncle Wang attacking, he clenched his fists calmly, his eyes burst out with his splendor, and suddenly his body was purple. The blue light flashed, and everyone was stunned for a moment.
Even Huang Haoxuan was shocked and felt a little bad.
Bajiquan is known for its strength. Ordinary opponents will use force to face Bajiquan, using softness to break hardness, and dare not respond to its sharpness. However, Lucas clenched his fist and hit him straight, like a meteor generally.
The two fists hit each other, and Uncle Wang immediately stepped back dozens of steps and stopped, but the blood in his chest gushed and a mouthful of blood was overflowing from his mouth.
"Uncle Wang."
"Uncle Wang."
Huang Ling and Chen Li both showed horror and cried out in dismay.
Hasha has always been a hostile to Huang Haoxuan, and the two have been competing for the gold digging rights here. This time Uncle Wang and others came here to help Huang Haoxuan. Unexpectedly, the master sent by Hasha was defeated with just one punch. Uncle Wang.
Huang Haoxuan's face was ashes, frowned, a little unwilling to accept it.
"Haha, it's really vulnerable. Huang Yuan accepts the loss. Get out of here." Hasha laughed when he saw that he won.
Huang Haoxuan, Huang Ling, Chen Li, and many employees are also feeling lost. Even some natives who work for Huang Haoxuan also showed concern. Although Huang Haoxuan is from Long, he treats them well and pays higher than Hasha. Double.
If Huang Haoxuan leaves and is controlled by Hasha, their lives will be difficult.
"How did your power come from?" Suddenly, at this moment, a figure stood up.
Huang Ling was stunned for a moment, and it was Zhuo Bufan who was standing beside him.
"Zhuo Bufan, what are you going to do..." Huang Ling's face showed an anxious look.
"I'm going, why did he go up? Even Uncle Wang can't beat him. Will he go up and die?" Chen Li said disdainfully.
Along the way, he looked at Zhuo Bufan and was jealous of Zhuo Bufan's handsome appearance. Along the way, Lingmei pestered Zhuo Bufan and spoke again. Now Zhuo Bufan wants to stand up and show off again. He is naturally unhappy. He would better hope Luca Si beat Zhuo Bufan hard.
Huang Haoxuan frowned and said, "Little brother, it's not your business."
Uncle Wang covered his chest and sighed: "Brother Huang is sorry. I am not his opponent, little brother, don't show off."
Zhuo Bufan has a pretty face like an idol boy, looks like a delicate scholar, and stands with Lucas, who has dark and strong skin all over his body, just like the difference between a black bear and a little white rabbit.
A sharp look flashed in Hasha's eyes stared at Zhuo Bufan and said, "Do you want to challenge Lucas? I advise you to go home and have breastfeeding as soon as possible."
"Noisy!" Zhuo Bufan slapped casually, and a cold wind crossed several meters, causing Hasha to fly backwards, and half of his face was sunk in.
The whole audience was silent like death. Huang Haoxuan, Uncle Wang, Chen Li, Huang Ling and others grew their mouths and looked at the pretty boy in front of them in disbelief.
"Master of Martial Arts?" Uncle Wang said astonished. Only the masters can be the ones who can truly become physically active.
Lucas frowned and looked at Zhuo Bufan with caution, "Who are you?"
"Your power is not yours, where did you come from?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a cold look in his eyes.
"What does it have to do with you? Go and die." As he said that, Lucas suddenly emitted a purple-green light again in his fist, and he punched Zhuo Bufan.
"This little energy is not even a supernatural being." Zhuo Bufan shook his head, punched it lightly, colliding with Lucas's fist. This time Lucas flew back like a kite with broken strings.
Going out seven or eight meters away, it fell to the ground, and its entire arm was broken, crying and screaming in pain. (To be continued)