Su Che was completely unaware of everything that happened in Fussamo. He was looking at the lantern now, and he didn't know why. After he came back, he suddenly felt that the human skin lantern was a bit boring.
In that era of bravery and ruthlessness, his human skin lantern was a terror that terrorized a generation.
But after Feng Laosi learned about the existence of Zhuo Qun, she suddenly felt that everything she had played before was a bit unsightly.
"What do you think would happen if this lantern went out?"
Su Xiong said looking at the people around him.
The people around him are considered his disciples. Those people are working hard to practice the summoning of the new era. Now after hearing Su Xiong's words, they all looked at each other and didn't know what to say.
They don't know what their master is thinking. They have been here for a week and have been suffocating in this hall, practicing non-stop and doing nothing else.
Now that Su Xiong said he wanted to put out the lantern, they didn't know how to answer.
When he saw that the disciples were silent, he was not angry. He just folded his arms and said, "Destroy them."
Then he left directly, no matter what everyone's expressions were, she didn't know why she said that.
"Master Xiong, the murderer king said that if you don't go to the theater tonight, he will burn it down."
Changmao came quietly behind Su Xiong and said.
"Then let's go and meet him!"
When Su Xiong heard that the theater was going to be burned down, his eyes narrowed.
Changmao beside him nodded and went in to call for help. He knew that today next year would be the death anniversary of the murderer king, so he must be buried in peace.
At night, Su Xiong led a few people towards the old theater.
"In the past, the nights here were very busy. I don't know how many people came here to listen to the play. Scenes of joys and sorrows were staged here. Emperors and generals were shown here one after another. I don't know how many big brothers in the world were there. I became famous here, but I didn’t expect that it would fall to this level now. It’s true that things are unpredictable.”
Su Xiong couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he looked at the old theater with decaying grass everywhere.
She had not been so sentimental before, but after learning about Zhuo Qun, he felt a little inexplicable.
And the Killer King is now looking at his younger brothers in the theater. They are all hired by him. As long as each person appears and stands on the stage, it is only 3,000 yuan. If they do it, each person will have to pay 1 yuan. After 10,000 starts, the rest will have to be calculated separately. It can be said that even if he doesn't take action, he will spend tens of millions this time.
But it was all worth it. His purpose this time was to kill Su Xiong. The bosses behind him said that they would be willing to pay any price to do Su Xiong's job, but some of his subordinates were a little weak.
But he also understood that after all, it had been more than a week since he came out, and he had already spent 100 million in money alone, which he couldn't bear anymore. You must know that the big boss behind him only gave him 700 million.
"Everyone should be more energetic. After a while, Su Xiong came and chopped him up for me. Whoever chops Su Xiong, I will give him one million, no, three million. Whoever chops Su Xiong, I will give him three million." million!"
The murderer king shouted loudly to everyone, with a somewhat painful expression on his face. That was three million, and he felt that he was not worth such a lot of money.
"Don't worry, boss, I will kill Su Xiong."
"Chop him into mincemeat!"
"Yes, chop him into pieces. Su Xiong is already dozens of years old. Isn't it easy to kill him?"
"Three million, I'm sure of it!"
A bunch of young and Dangerous guys were shouting there. They were all hanging baskets and lanterns. They were considered the lowest level of the club. They were just some affiliates. They were just waiting for when they could go to the bottom of the sea and become real people. Society members.
Now the killer king's three million words directly stimulated them. They just wanted money to hang out. Now that the money is coming, they are naturally excited.
"Not only is it three million, but there is also a seat for the Red Stick. As long as you kill Su Xiong, he will be our Red Stick!"
The murderer king looked at a group of excited people and shouted loudly, he felt bad for giving money, but he didn't feel bad for giving seats!
"One red stick plus three million, you want my life. It seems that my life is really cheap."
An old voice sounded at the door of the theater. Everyone looked over and saw a burly old man wearing a suit walking over. Behind him were a dozen people, all wearing suits.
"Su Xiong!"
The murderer king shouted when he saw the old man, and then walked up with a knife.
"You little turtle has really come here. Haven't you been hiding all this time? Why do you dare to come here to see your grandpa now?"
The murderer king was furious when he looked at Su Xiong. He never thought that he would be fucked by Su Xiong here for seven days, which made him scolded even outside.
But now she felt that everything was worth it. As long as Su Xiong was killed, no one would dare to say anything to him.
"Abang, why are everyone in Fuyixing being accepted now? Who is this kid? How can he be the front row of Fuyixing? If such a person is brought out during our time, it will be embarrassing. Yeah, what do you guys think now? It’s really disgraceful to give a guy who can only sit in the fifth row to be our front row. Although I don’t work anymore, I was also a member of Fu Yixing back then. Front row, aren’t you slapping me in the face again? By the way, what’s your name, kid?”
Su Xiong lost a lot of money just looking at the Killer King, and finally asked what his name was.
These words immediately made the murderer king furious. Without thinking, he picked up the knife and wanted to kill Su Xiong.
As soon as he picked up the knife, Su Xiong broke his watermelon knife with a snap of his fingers. This snap of his fingers scared many people away. Su Xiong reached out and grabbed the murderous king's neck and lifted him up with one hand. Leaving the ground, everyone who saw this scene took a step back.
"King of Killers, right? Since you are called King of Killers, tell me how many people you have killed, three, five, ten, or eight? If you don't reach double digits, you are not qualified to fight me."
By the time Su Xiong finished speaking, the murderer king had already rolled his eyes, lost control of his bowels and urine, and the rise and fall of his chest had almost disappeared.
When Su Xiong saw this, he threw him directly in front of his younger brother.
"Don't hit them too hard. After all, they are just ignorant blue lanterns, not people who go to the bottom of the sea."
After Su Xiong said this, he came to the back row of the theater and sat down. He was ready to watch the show. He had not seen such a beautiful fight scene for decades.
