As soon as these words came out, many people's expressions changed, and their eyes that were almost like spitting fire were all shrouded in Lao Qian's body.
But Lao Qian just smiled and made an unceremonious gesture of wiping his neck.
Just kidding, as we all know, Qian Yaosi, the director of the Jizhou branch of the Kyushu Mystery Bureau, is known to be asking for money by sending nicknames.
I don’t want anything except money, including face, moral integrity, etc.
So naturally, old money is not very important.
As a person who has always been at the top of the assassination lists of major forces, Lao Qian is very good at attracting hatred.
You know, on this list, even the director of the Kyushu Mystery Bureau, who established the current pattern of the Xuanxiu world, is not as high as Lao Qian on this list.
Moreover, some time ago, the Mysterious City added another bounty, and Lao Qian successfully ranked among the top three.
After attracting hatred every day, Lao Qian turned around and returned to the stands of Jiuzhou Fang with his remaining self-knowledge instead of going to other stands to make fun of him.
There is still a slight gap between not wanting to die and not wanting to die.
In the stands of Jiuzhou side, Lao Qian smiled unbridled, not caring at all about the hatred he had just caused.
"Old Qian, are you really not afraid of being targeted after reaching the moon?"
Jiang Qi joked with a smile.
"What are you afraid of? The old Heavenly Master and the head of Shushan are not fake."
Lao Qian Hun smiled mysteriously and said, "Besides, isn't there Senior Nuo Mian?"
"After all, I am charging into battle for Kyushu. Your Honorable Master shouldn't just watch me being bullied, right?"
Jiang Qi was speechless and silently raised his thumb.
As time passed, the formations were activated more and more frequently.
Soon, the time came to early morning.
The five seeds for the Kyushu side have arrived.
There were four more colorful heads on the ring, but Lao Qian's expression was not very good-looking.
Because something happened to one of the quota seeds.
The great monk stood with one hand on his chest, his expression still calm, with a shy smile on his lips, but his face was a little pale, and the other cuff was empty.
"Most of my arm was bitten off by a werewolf. When I cut open the belly and took it out, it had already dissolved completely."
Lao Qian said softly.
"Who will take over?"
Jiang Qi slowly exhaled a breath, any action was risky, let alone such a conspiracy that danced on the tip of a knife.
Damage is inevitable at this moment.
Kyushu is very strong, but now Kyushu is facing almost all Xuanxiu forces except Kyushu.
"There is no replacement. Once the order of the stage is set, there is no room for change."
Lao Liu came over at some point and sat next to Lao Qian with a calm expression, as if he was not the one who made the mistake in the plan.
"Otherwise, the fight in the audience will be meaningless."
When Jiang Qi saw this, he didn't say anything else. This was naked Dui Zi, cruel but realistic.
However, Jiang Qi knew that it was impossible for Lao Liu to have no backup plan.
It's not just the overseas Xuanxiu forces who know the seeds for sniping at Kyushu.
At this time, another head appeared on the stage.
Brother Heisha has a smile that deserves to be beaten. He has the three-point charm of Lao Qian. He is one of the few reserves who arrived right now.
Only two of the ten people succeeded. The others, like Li Yu, stayed in the research room as assistants and did not come here.
As for Gu Qingyun and Zhang Ning, they only came to see the world and had no chance to appear on stage.
Jiang Qi didn’t know where the other successful person was, only Lao Liu knew.
In comparison, Brother Heisha is very tough.
It's just a picture of me being the best in the world. To be honest, if he hadn't stood aside, Jiang Qi would have wanted to jerk off.
"about there."
Lao Liu stood up, with streaks of gloomy black Qi emerging from his body. The strange and shrill Qi spread out in an instant, attracting everyone's attention.
"Ah"
In the silence, Old Liu grinned and slowly walked to the ring step by step.
By the way, he kicked a superpower's head aside and successfully received a wave of murderous glances. Old Liu raised his head and looked around.
"Everyone, welcome to Kyushu."
"Our hospitality in Kyushu has always been about making guests feel at home. I believe you have already understood this. You're welcome. This is what we should do."
Old Liu opened his eyes and told lies. The black energy, like tentacles, rolled up the six heads scattered on the ground and piled them into a small Jingguan.
He even carefully corroded away the excess neck of a certain head so that it could be placed more stably.
"Before the arena begins, according to our old rules in Kyushu, a sacrifice must be performed."
Old Liu said with a smile.
Then the momentum burst out from the whole body, and the rich black evil turned into a sickle, twisting the six heads into meaningless blood foam.
"Okay, the sacrifice is over."
Lao Liu's behavior can no longer be said to be perfunctory, but he is clearly establishing his authority.
It has reached the point where I don’t even bother to do superficial things.
"First game, let's begin!"
"Kiuzhou, to the sacred capital!"
Lao Liu didn't give other forces a chance to react and directly announced the start of the arena match.
This arena has no competition system, no elimination mechanism, and there is no such thing as the top 16 or the top eight.
There is only one rule, that is, when there are only three people standing at the end, the quota will be determined.
The great monk stepped onto the ring with steady steps and passed by Lao Liu.
Without any unnecessary movements, the great monk just stood there, waiting for his opponent.
Old Liu walked off the ring and looked on with a smile.
Time passed little by little, and the great monk was still the only one in the arena.
"really."
Jiang Qi smiled slightly. Since the fight under the ring is the most important, it would be strange if Jiuzhou Fang didn't take any action in advance.
Since you have started to snipe at our quota seeds and you are in the first grade of junior high school, then don't blame us for being in the fifteenth grade.
What? You said we started the dispute in the first place?
Yes, that's right, you bite me?
Soon, half an hour passed.
Finally, the great monk's opponent arrived belatedly.
He is a tall, blond man with blue eyes and two pairs of pure white wings on his back, and his identity is obvious.
The four-winged artificial angel of the Holy City.
However, this child of God does not seem to be in such good condition now.
The whole person was vain, as if he had just climbed out of bed where he had been fighting for three days and three nights.
Obviously, this was the result of forced recovery from a serious injury.
"The soul is in ecstasy, and the bones are exhausted."
Lao Qian smiled sinisterly and said softly to Jiang Qi: "The secret medicine of the side sect Luo Po Sect has been lost. It took a lot of effort by the people at the research institute to fish it out from the pile of old papers."
"We still want to lose face. We can't just snipe like those guys, right?"
Jiang Qi nodded silently.
If you can't find an assassination opportunity, just say that you can't find one. What's the point of putting money on your face?
While complaining about old money, he looked towards the ring.
When everyone is here, it's time to take action.
(End of chapter)
