Li Xiaomeng's skeleton face that has been used for many years was seen by Long Banshan, and he couldn't help but evoke Long Banshan's unstoppable meeting on some things in the past. Hot Books

The face mask stolen from the master's box has become Li Xiaomeng's symbol many years ago, and there are few people in the underground black boxing world in Jiangsu and Zhejiang who don't know this face, and no one doesn't know the cripple nicknamed the cripple ghost.

"This face mask has witnessed the glorious days of our seven brothers' youth!" Long Banshan sat down slowly, tilted his head, and said with golden light in his eyes.

"Oh?"

Only then did Long Banshan tell the story about Facebook and told Li Xiaomeng. This is also the first time Li Xiaomeng knows how different this weird face is!

The person who created this face mask is the grandmaster of Dark Night Paradise, Long Banshan's father, Long Senior, at that time, Night Heaven had not been divided, and now they are all old bones Long Banshan, they are still hairy young men, Long Seniors combined with his favorite Peking Opera mask to paint such a skull face, and secretly set up a group within Dark Night Paradise.

The group's code name within Dark Night Paradise is the Oni League.

There were seven members of the Ghost Spectrum Alliance, Zhang Qingshan, Sun Chenfeng, Long Banshan, and Li Huatian were all members at that time. At that time, their average age was less than 17 years old, but they did countless great things that caused a sensation in the world.

The Dark Haven was established by mutual permission of the top brass of both parties, who were tasked with these unseemly tasks. And the seven members of the Ghost Spectrum Alliance, which can be said to be children, have become a terrifying group, a sword in the Dark Night Heaven. Northern Europe, Japan, South America, and Southeast Asia have all left their footprints. Traitors who betrayed the motherland, merchants who stole the wealth of the people, leaders of foreign killer organizations, heads of political groups in some countries, countless people died at the hands of the Ghost Spectrum League.

The members of the Ghost Spectrum Alliance are all handsome, have a wide range of knowledge, and have the ability to reach the sky. In order to carry out the hunting mission, they will cross the ocean to a foreign country to disguise themselves as international students, or disguise themselves as blonde foreigners, killing people invisibly.

"Do you know what those foreign devils called us at that time?" Long Banshan touched his chin and said proudly.

"What?"

"Seven little ghosts!haha......" Long Banshan laughed loudly.

The Seven Little Imps have completed a lot of tricky tasks, all of which are done very cleanly and neatly, leaving almost no handles behind. And every time they go out, the next day the world's mainstream newspapers are bound to make headlines about the tragic deaths of celebrities. The Seven Little Ghosts have made great contributions to the Night Heaven and even the entire country, and the trajectory of history has changed under their hands, and it is not an exaggeration to say that those years were the glorious years of the Ghost Spectrum Alliance.

Hearing this, Li Xiaomeng couldn't help but bow his head slightly full of respect, the master had never mentioned this face mask story to him, and now when he heard Long Banshan talk about it, he couldn't help but feel emotional. In that turbulent era, their seven brothers risked their lives and sacrificed their youth to do countless earth-shattering things.

"After the Night Heaven was disbanded, the Ghost Spectrum Alliance was disbanded?" asked Li Xiaomeng.

Long Banshan shook his head and smiled dryly: "The Ghost Spectrum Alliance disintegrated before the dissolution of Night Heaven, and we made several famous figures in modern history in Japan and the Soviet Union. The pressure on many parts of the world is too great, but our country has not treated us badly, and it has not handed us over under pressure. But the Ghost Spectrum Alliance can no longer go out to carry out missions, and our Ghost Spectrum Alliance will naturally disintegrate. ”

"Oh, it turns out that I have stolen Facebook for so many years and have so many stories!"

"Okay, let's not talk about it, the old ghost is now an old ghost. You've been busy all night, and you're so tired, you should have gained a little, right?"

Li Xiaomeng sneered: "Nonsense, I will do such a thankless thing." Bring pen and paper!"

Long Banshan was very happy when he saw Li Xiaomeng with his feet on his chest, and hurriedly scouted with pen and ink.

Li Xiaomeng sat down with a butt, and wrote a book urgently, and soon filled three full sheets of paper.

"It's all here!" Li Xiaomeng shook his pen and stretched his waist.

All the technical characteristics, strengths, weaknesses, and moves of the five fighters of the Red Boxing League are clearly listed.

With this data and the note provided by Zhang Qingshan on the Fengxing side, the following game will change dramatically.

.......

Li Xiaomeng, who was tired all night, fell asleep, and the three major martial arts organizations started a new day of competition.

Today's match is dark night against Fengxing, and Fengxing is a Thai fighter who has long been decided, his Chinese name is Ge Qiang, and his real name is not known what ** thing is. And the dark night here in the morning was determined to be played by Long Banshan's son Long Zihao, which really made Long Zihao and the people of the Red Fist Alliance not expect that with Long Zihao's strength, it should have been put in the back.

But everyone didn't dare to raise objections to the arrangement of the head of the house, and when they arrived at the door of the wing room in the south, Long Banshan turned around and instructed his son: "Zihao, some of my disciples in the dark night died tragically in the ring, and your task today is not only to win, but also to take revenge!"

Long Zihao nodded fiercely, no one likes killing more than him: "Master, I will definitely not let you down!"

Long Banshan patted his son on the shoulder, and didn't say anything superfluous, the next game will be a slaughter!

There is no difference between the competition and the previous ones, the people of the three major martial arts organizations sit down according to their previous positions, and of course there is still zero communication between each other, but the eyes of the three heads Sun Chenfeng, Long Banshan, Li Huatian, and the legendary Zhang Qingshan have contact in their eyes, and the meaning is extremely complicated. Standing beside Li Huatian, the eyes of the blue wolf with gauze still wrapped around his head were looking for Li Xiaomeng's figure in the dark night.

But Li Xiaomeng didn't come over today, the physical exertion last night was too great, and now he is lying in the room and sleeping like a pig, thinking about the best beauties who can't meet in his dreams.

"Commander Li, I'll go out. The blue wolf whispered in Li Huatian's ear.

Li Huatian didn't look back, nodded and acquiesced, and the blue wolf got up and walked out of the south playing field.

The short and concise Long Zihao jumped into the ring, and stood in front of the popular boxer Ge Qiang, who was a cut above him, his fists clenched tightly, and his body was full of murderous energy.

"Bastard, today I want you to know what is called purgatory-style torture in the world!" Long Zihao gritted his teeth and said coldly.

This book was first published.

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