The peerless heavenly soldier was as small as an ant in front of this old man.

On the opposite side is a mountain that you can't look up and can never surpass!

The old man sitting on the huge golden throne clapped his hands lightly and exclaimed in the native language: "Welcome to our Witness friends. ”

Underneath the golden throne, on the left and right are short gold bars less than 50 centimeters high.

On each side there are three gold bars, and five people sit cross-legged behind them.

Five people, four men and one woman.

The oldest is the old man behind the first seat on the right, with black hair and yellow skin, a wrinkled old face, old age spots on his hands and face, sparse hair, and a beard that hangs down to his chest.

He was clumsy, holding a green cane in his hand, and coughed from time to time, as if he was about to cough out a lump of his lungs.

The youngest is the woman in front of the last gold bar on the left.

Dressed in a black robe, his hands are covered with astronomical value of top-notch jewelry.

There are four thumb-sized pastel diamond rings, a pigeon's blood ruby ring and a star sapphire ring of the highest quality.

On the two ring fingers, there is a chanterelle yellow jade ring that has been extinct for 200 years.

On the backs of his hands he wears a white gold bracelet set with diamonds the size of a matchhead.

On his chest, a black jade plaque five fingers wide shone with a strange light in the light.

The woman wears the wide-brimmed hat of the London ladies that was all the rage in the last century, and only half of her face can be seen.

Even this half of the face is enough to light up the entire starry sky.

The other three are a ninja outfit, and the other is a middle-aged man with black hair and white skin, wearing a luxurious suit from the English Tailor Street.

The other is a man wearing a black one-piece cape, unable to see his true face, and even wearing black gloves on both hands.

Sitting there, it's like a black god of death.

Hearing the words of the old man on the throne, four of the five people present all turned sideways to look at Jin Rui.

Only the black robe didn't move, it was really a sculpture as dead and silent.

Eight eyes looked at Jin Rui, and a monstrous wave suddenly set off in the hall.

The wind rose out of thin air, and the fierce murderous aura actually tore through the air and made a sizzling sound.

Jin Rui suddenly had an induction in his qi, and the powerful battle intent of the peerless heavenly soldier who would never retreat forced him to stand still, and burst out with the most blazing and violent murderous aura.

One second!

Two seconds!

Five seconds!

Jin Rui squinted his eyes, clenched his fists, and four stone needles came out of the cracks between his fingers, flashing a trace of black light under the crystal lamp.

Ten seconds!

Jin Rui stood tall and never took half a step back!

Ground-level masters!

So what!

The four world-destroying qi machines slowly converged, Jin Rui's face was hot and painful, if it took another three seconds, his skin would be torn apart by these four world-destroying qi machines.

And, he will also step forward and fight for his life.

Silence returned to the hall again.

The four of them looked at Jin Rui with surprise in their eyes, and slowly turned their heads without saying a word.

Jin Rui was dressed in a white stand-up collar national uniform, with short hair, and a handsome dark face with sharp edges and corners, standing proudly, and his qi was outward, without fear.

"Honorable Witnesses, please be seated!"

On the golden throne, the old man spoke slowly.

The maid bent her waist at 90 degrees and led Jin Rui to the third gold bar on the left.

On the table, there are caviar, black truffle, roast lamb shank, tuna, steamed bear's paw, and a variety of delicacies from the mountains and seas.

There are also old wine bottles, Royal Eagle Cabernet Sauvignon from Europe's oldest winery.

A bottle worth $500,000.

There is also vodka from Russia, which has been treasured for half a century.

Of course, there is also a century-old excellent flower carving from a flower planter.

Seeing these things, Jin Rui's appetite suddenly increased.

After playing for most of the day, I don't know how long I left, and I was so hungry that I was close to my back.

Unceremoniously, without hesitation, grabbed a roast leg of lamb and gulped it down.

Discordant voices sounded in the ghostly hall where the silence was like a ghost, and Jin Rui gulped meat and drank wine.

What kind of precious peerless wine poured into the mouth without money, and if no one else picked up the Xuande blue and white plate, he ate all the caviar worth hundreds of thousands in one bite.

Well fed for a good fight.

The few people below felt a trace of displeasure at Jin Rui's appearance, and even the black-robed man moved slightly.

A smile slowly appeared on the old man on the golden throne.

"It's good to be able to eat. I think when I was young, I had to eat a cow and drink twenty catties of burnt knives. ”

"Go on!"

Eight maids came out one after another, bringing richer delicacies from the mountains and seas.

Jin Rui snorted and slammed his food, cocked his thumb, and said vaguely: "The host is arrogant, and the guests are satisfied." Cool!"

The old man laughed out loud and clapped his hands: "Just eat, the more I eat, the happier I am." ”

The other five people were not at all interested in the delicacies in front of them, and quietly knelt on the precious carpet, silent.

The old man also seemed to be infected by Jin Rui's performance as a foodie.

Grabbed the roast leg of lamb and took a few bites, swallowed it with its own luminous glass accompanied by grape wine, wiped the wine stains on his beard, and laughed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this young man inadvertently entered the Lonely Mountain, and I will ask him to come and give us a witness, do you have any opinions?"

The five people in the seat stood solemnly.

The black-haired and yellow-skinned old man kept coughing, raised his trembling and wrinkled dry hands, and hissed, "He... Still... Ahem... Too young... While... When..."

The old man on the throne belched, shook his head and smiled: "Brother Mu, you also underestimate the descendants of your flower planters, although he is young, he is the first to come in within half a year..."

"You still have to talk about the rules, right?"

Mu Lao, who had been coughing, covered his chest, looked pained, and stopped talking.

The yellow-haired and white-skinned middle-aged man said coldly: "His origin is unknown. I smelled dead people on my body, it stinked. ”

The old man smiled faintly and said, "Who can compare to you Bol." You've killed more people than he's ever seen. Isn't it!?"

The next little devil in a ninja costume had a gloomy face and hissed, "He doesn't have the slightest Force at all, and he is not enough to take on this heavy responsibility." ”

When fluent Japanese came out, Jin Rui's hand holding the leg of mutton froze slightly. Then he began to eat it in large gulps.

The old man smiled and nodded.

"Makes sense... However, the old rules of the League of Assassins seem to have been forgotten. ”

"No matter who it is, even if it is a little child, on the night of this centennial ceremony, walking into the lonely mountain, then he is a unique witness. ”

"This is the rule left by our ancestors. ”

When the ninja man who spoke Japanese heard this, he was shocked and bowed his head silently.

The only woman, after a long silence, tilted her jade head, revealing the other half of her face.

Meimu happened to look at Jin Rui.

A glimpse!

The woman in plain makeup and plain clothes was about twenty-eight or nineteen years old, with a peerless cold arrogance, like an eternal iceberg, and the cold light in her eyes made Jin Rui's heart palpitate for a while.

The beautiful face is like a beautiful black rose, exuding a deadly temptation.

Jin Rui was slightly stunned!

"Huo Lao, rules are rules. I'm afraid he won't be able to afford it. ”

Sure enough, as Jin Rui expected, the old man on the golden throne was really surnamed Huo.

A thousand-year-old clan, the king of darkness who hides in hell on earth and wanders on the edge of life and death.

League of Assassins!

It's a strange day.,When did there be this organization of the Assassin League.。

If you want to talk about assassins, the flower grower is the ancestor, what are you playing now, and this surnamed Huo is in charge?

Huo Lao said indifferently: "It's his business that he can't afford it." ”

Then he laughed: "But I like him, he can eat very much, just like me back then." ”

The iceberg woman said quietly: "Since Huo Lao has decided it, I have no opinion. ”

Huo Lao's gaze shifted to the first black-robed man on the left, restrained his smile, and said softly, "May I ask the Divine Spear Family, do you have any opinion on the identity of the witness?"

The black-robed man raised his head, revealing a black mask, and looked at Jin Rui.

A hellish voice burst out: "But!"

Huo Lao patted the skull on the armrest with both hands and said loudly, "Who has any objections?"

All the people stopped speaking, but raised their right hands.

Huo Shan stood up with two skulls and shouted, "Okay, since everyone has no objections, then carry out the ceremony." ”

"Light up!"

As soon as this is said, it is down!