Deng Wanhui smiled and said: "I have an idea, but you may not agree with it."
"You can just say it. If we don't agree, we can discuss other ways."
Sun Qiuyun said impatiently.
"Well, my method is very simple, that is, draw lots."
Deng Wanhui shrugged his shoulders, "Whoever catches it will get the secret recipe of Haoling Herbal Tea. It all depends on luck. Others don't have to fight for it. It's fair, saves time, and doesn't hurt the harmony."
"How is this possible?"
Several warriors heard this and immediately shook their heads.
"why not?"
However, the iron tower man's eyes flashed and he retorted, "I know that you are all late-stage warriors of external strength, and your cultivation level exceeds ours. If you draw lots, the advantage will be gone. But after all, you are few in number. If there is a melee, we have more people.
You may not be able to gain the upper hand."
"Yes, you are the strongest. If there is a melee, we will definitely unite to deal with you first."
The tall young man immediately agreed.
"And the secret recipe can only belong to one person in the end. There is also competition between you. Who can guarantee that you will win in the end?"
"Just like what Deng Wanhui said just now, you may kill each other and hurt both sides. In the end, the warriors who are not as good as you will take advantage."
Yang Jianfeng and other warriors also said.
They are all warriors in the middle and early stages of external strength. Knowing that there are so many people, they have no advantage in a melee. However, if they draw lots, they have a certain chance of getting the secret recipe, so they naturally agree with Deng Wanhui's method.
The faces of several warriors in the later stage of external strength became ugly.
"Even so, you can't draw lots."
A hook-nosed warrior snorted coldly, "We can compete in an arena, one-on-one, and the winner will get the secret recipe of Haoling herbal tea."
"Yes, this is the fairest. It all depends on strength, and others have nothing to say."
The other warriors in the late stage of external strength nodded.
"No, a one-on-one comparison would be a waste of time."
The iron tower man shook his head and said, "If other warriors come during this period and do not agree with this method, then it will be a waste of time."
"This won't work, that won't work either, why are you so busy?"
"You didn't agree to the drawing of lots. Who's in trouble?"
…
The two sides started to quarrel.
"Shut up! A group of ignorant people want to steal the secret recipe of Haoling herbal tea. They are really overestimating their capabilities!"
Suddenly, a sarcastic voice sounded.
Everyone was startled and turned to look.
I saw a tall middle-aged man walking into the hall with his head held high.
It was Lin Wannian.
Behind Lin Wannian, there were more than a dozen underworld gang teams, with hundreds of people, which seemed quite powerful.
"You, a middle-level warrior with external strength, dare to ridicule us?"
The hook-nosed warrior's face suddenly darkened.
He was in the late stage of external strength, so he could naturally see Lin Wannian's true cultivation level.
Deng Wanhui, Sun Qiuyun, Yang Jianfeng and other warriors also looked cold.
Although Lin Wannian has a large number of people, they are all ordinary thugs. Even if they carry guns, they do not pose any threat to them.
Qu Lingling was quite surprised.
She knew that Lin Wannian was quite cautious by nature and would not take action even if he faced a warrior of the same level and was not sure of victory.
If he had known that there were so many warriors gathering at Cuiling Villa, I am afraid Lin Wannian would not have come.
Why is it that not only is he here now, but he also dares to laugh at many warriors who are as powerful as him or even surpass him?
In addition, the underworld gangs have obviously surrendered to her, so why do they follow Lin Wannian with a respectful look?
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Lin Wannian, the leader of the underworld in Donglin."
Lin Wannian was not afraid at all and looked at the warriors proudly, "The Red Flower Meeting at Cuiling Villa was proposed by me. This is an internal meeting of our Donglin underworld and has nothing to do with other people. Not only did you come uninvited,
You are so bold to make trouble at my meeting and also want to steal the secret recipe of Haoling Herbal Tea. If you don’t want to die, get out of here right now.”
"hehe……"
When all the warriors heard this, they all laughed in anger.
"Lin Wannian, I thought you were a mid-level warrior with external strength and could barely be considered a figure. I didn't expect you to be so stupid!"
The hook-nosed warrior sarcastically said, "I would like to see how you make us pay the price?"
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, he shot out like lightning, intertwined his fists, and struck Lin Wannian hard with a loud explosion in the air.
Before the punch came, the air in front of him had become distorted, creating tiny cyclones that flew in all directions.
"What a strong punch!"
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but be shocked.
As warriors, they could naturally see that this was an anomaly caused by the hook-nosed warrior's punches being too fast and too strong, squeezing the air.
It is indeed the late stage of external strength, and the attack is earth-shattering.
However, Lin Wannian stood leisurely on the spot, motionless. Not only did he not dodge, but he also had no intention of parrying.
Behind him, the thugs were standing quietly, none of them had their guns drawn.
Everyone was extremely surprised.
Even if they are both warriors in the late stage of external strength, facing such a ferocious attack from a hook-nosed warrior, they would probably have to deal with it with all their strength.
Lin Wannian is only in the middle stage of external strength, how dare he be so careless?
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a long shadow of red light flashed.
The hook-nosed warrior's body shook violently, and he froze in place instantly.
Everyone exclaimed in unison.
A red-tasseled spear was seen, diagonally piercing the hook-nosed warrior's body from top to bottom, and the tip of the spear was deeply inserted into the hard marble floor.
All the warriors suddenly showed extremely horrified expressions.
I never expected that this powerful warrior in the late stage of external strength would be killed instantly with one shot!
"Now you know the price?"
Lin Wannian looked at the hook-nosed warrior with a sneer, slowly approached, and said sarcastically.
The hook-nosed warrior was still alive, but his mouth and nose were bleeding and he was speechless. He could only stare at Lin Wannian, full of questions.
He wants to know who killed him.
But Lin Wannian was not interested in answering him at all. He grabbed the red tassel gun and pulled it out from the body of the hook-nosed warrior.
Plop!
The hook-nosed warrior lost his support and fell to the ground, dying with his eyes open.
Lin Wannian wiped the blood from the red tassel gun on his body, then held it in both hands, returned to the team, and said respectfully to a middle-aged man wearing a long gown with a waist as straight as a javelin: "Senior Ji,
Your gun."
The man surnamed Ji didn't say anything. He reached out to take it with a calm expression and stood the red tassel gun beside him.
Everyone looked at it in astonishment, suddenly having an illusion.
It was as if the man surnamed Ji also had a long spear, standing side by side with the red tassel spear, exuding an indestructible and sharp killing intent.
"Inner strength warrior..."
Yang Jianfeng murmured.
The faces of other warriors also twitched slightly.
Being able to instantly kill the hook-nosed martial artist in the late stage of external strength, this man named Ji is obviously a warrior with internal strength.