Chapter 90: Just So Provocative

Zhang Shutong was like a giant god, dragging the seven people who were strung together by ropes did not feel tired at all, but walked to the door lightly.

Seeing Zhang Shutong standing at the door and looking at the camera, everyone was stunned.

He really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, or did he have something to rely on, and he dared to provoke the North Gate like this.

Even if you eat the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard, you don't dare to do this, right?

Someone was indignant, pointed at Zhang Shutong on the screen and scolded: "This calf is looking for his own death, and if he lets him go, not only does he not know gratitude, but he even dares to hit the door." ”

"I like this guy's character, men, you should know the difficulties. The bearded man touched his beard, his eyes feverish.

"Do you like to have a fart? What now? At the north gate of our hall, we were dragged by our own people to provoke at the door of the council hall. The man said through gritted teeth.

"I don't care. I can't beat him, don't look for me for this kind of death. The bearded man unhurriedly took a cigarette in his mouth, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the people present with playful eyes.

"Otherwise, let's get someone over. "That guy was a little intimidated too.

Knowing that he is not an opponent, he still rushes forward, that is, looking for death, even the most belligerent person like Lao Li chooses to retreat, no one wants to be this up-and-coming bird, to fight with that sharp young man.

"If none of us here dare to come forward to fight, it will become a joke if it gets out. A middle-aged man stood up and was eager to try.

The female master still didn't say a word, and sat indifferently.

"I think it's better to forget it, what age is it, and it's not good to still fight and kill. The beard retreated.

"Lao Li, you were really scared by him. People are more and more open-minded, you are good, the more you live, the more timid you are. The middle-aged man said indifferently.

The beard smiled noncommittally.

"I'll go. The middle-aged man glanced around, and the others didn't move at all, and lowered their heads one after another.

Whether it was because of the heroism of the North Gate protΓ©gΓ© or at the age of high spirits, he felt that someone should take on the responsibility at this time.

You can't let their door master do it himself, right?!

The middle-aged man left the conference room indignantly and went straight to the door.

"500,000, I bet that ** can get that young man in another ten minutes. Someone said.

"800,000, I'll bet ** to get him in five minutes. ”

"A million, three minutes. ”

Someone takes the lead, there are many people who have gambled, hundreds of thousands of millions for them is a small gambling pleasure, spend some money to buy a lottery, everyone is very good.

With the combat power and instantaneous explosive power of **, it is inevitable to kill Zhang Shutong, it is just a matter of time.

"I'm three million, and I bet on Zhang Shutong to win, and it's within three minutes. Did you bet against me?"

The scene was in an uproar.

Anyway, he is his own person, is it really good to be so blatantly angry with others to destroy his own prestige?!

"I said Lao Li, you're not very kind to do this, right?" someone coaxed.

"I know you don't usually have a good relationship with **, but I really don't see that you want him to die so much. ”

"I know best about **'s ability, if he wants to kill Zhang Shutong, it's as easy as a finger. ”

"My money didn't come from the wind, so why should I waste it. The beard spread out his hands, as if he took it for granted.

Those who felt that Zhang Shutong was bound to lose were all surprised.

"Everyone's interest is so good, I'll play too, one million, Zhang Shutong wins. "The female master who has always cherished words like gold does not open her mouth, and a mouth is a blockbuster.

As the supreme commander of the North Gate, she even bet on Zhang Shutong, the enemy, without hesitation.

Is it too matter-of-fact, or is it too much to look down on your own people?!

The scene was as quiet as deathly.

Everyone looked at each other.

Someone plucked out their ears, seemingly in disbelief.

"I'll bet on Zhang Shutong to win. ”

"I don't bet on him to lose, I bet on him to win. ”

"Me, so do I. ”

"Then let's all bet on him to win, who bets on him to lose. Who's going to win? ”

......

At the door, Zhang Shutong stood calmly.

** walked over with an angry face, glanced at Zhang Shutong and the seven people strung behind him, and frowned slightly.

"A lot of people think I can kill you in three minutes. But I don't think so, I've got to show you some mercy, well, ten minutes, I'll kill you in ten minutes. ** A cold and arrogant look.

"I can still drag someone, without you. Zhang Shutong grinned.

"I don't string people, I like to hang people, torture them a little bit, and I'm not in a hurry to let you die. The most painful thing in the world is to watch yourself being slowly tortured to death. ** said.

"I'm probably going to disappoint you. ”

"How could it be. I'm sure you won't let me down. After saying that, he slowly took out a dagger from his pocket and placed it across his chest.

"Seeing that you are so persistent, I decided to get you in three minutes. Zhang Shutong shook the hand holding the rope vigorously.

Whoosh.

Seven people were thrown out like stones.

**With a cold snort, the body came ahead, and the knife penetrated deep into the chest of the first person and came out through the body.

After going around the man's body, he took the dagger and stabbed the second man in the chest.

A series of seven people did not die in the hands of Zhang Shutong, but died tragically in the hands of their companions.

Zhang Shutong was stunned and spread his hand: "It's ruthless." ”

"A bunch of useless things, what's the point of keeping them. ** wiped the blood on his face and didn't think so.

For him, it's just a matter of killing a few people.

"It's kind of interesting. Zhang Shutong moved his wrist and went straight up.

**'s knife roared with cold light, as fast as thunder, and almost instantly arrived in front of Zhang Shutong, with great strength and a sharp blade.

Zhang Shutong avoided his edge, took a step back, just enough for his blade to flash in front of him, and stared at his wrist.

After the first knife missed, **'s hand did not stop, continued to attack, and quickly stabbed the second knife.

Zhang Shutong retreated again, and he advanced again.

**As if there is endless strength, a knife is as fast as a knife, and a knife is fiercer than a knife.

After forcing Zhang Shutong to take more than a dozen steps back, ** sneered, and was about to force him to the bottom of the steps, the master of bullshit, in front of Lao Tzu, he was not a retreat.

** Suddenly, he was going to crush him to death in one go, so that he would die in his own hands without any power to fight back.

Zhang Shutong watched calmly as his dagger stabbed over and over again, still calm as usual, without any expression fluctuations.

In two minutes, Zhang Shutong's pupils shrank, and it was now.

When he felt that he was winning, Zhang Shutong suddenly made a move, taking advantage of the tip of his knife in front of him, and before he could retract his strength, the five fingers of his right hand held his wrist.

** Eyes widened, realized that something was wrong, and when he wanted to withdraw his hand, he found that it was too late, and the power of his wrist instantly burst out like Mount Tai pressing the top.

I can't escape, and I can't control the strength of the other party.

Just like that, I saw that his hand was controlled by the other party.

The sharp knife turned around and stabbed itself in the chest.

As he said, the most painful thing is nothing more than watching yourself being tortured to death. It's just that it fell to himself, and it became a prophecy.

Burst.

The moment the knife stabbed into the chest, the **'s body no longer had any strength, it was soft and weak, and it was difficult to breathe.

He looked at Zhang Shutong incredulously.

Zhang Shutong withdrew his hand, looked at his watch, and nodded with satisfaction: "Two copies of thirty seconds, less than three minutes." ”

Struggling to get on his feet, he fell to the ground.

Zhang Shutong clapped his hands, walked over, and pushed open the hidden door.

There were guards all around, but no one stopped Zhang Shutong, but they looked at him with a little fanaticism.

It was their superior combat power, the god of war that they took for granted, and they were defeated by him after that fierce battle.

Less than three minutes before and after!

The person who can kill the ** in such a short period of time is a strong man.

Once again, they rushed to their council hall alone, and the man who had been seriously injured after bravely climbing the 110 steps yesterday had come alone again today.

In the case of being injured, he can kill the strongest man at his peak in just over two minutes. They deserve their respect and their admiration.

When Zhang Shutong pushed open the door of the conference room, he saw several people sitting inside, including the bearded man who had a two-sided relationship with him.

But there was no female master he wanted to see.

"People ran away?" Zhang Shutong tapped his fingertips on the table.

"There was a pre-emptive departure. The bearded man knew who he was talking about, and he wasn't ambiguous.

"It's really not easy to meet your master. Zhang Shutong sat beside a few elders of the North Gate, his eyes as cold as ice.

"Next time. I introduce you to you. ”

"What if I say I can't wait for next time?" Zhang Shutong asked rhetorically.

"Today you killed our **, yesterday you killed Lao Lu. We didn't bother with you, and I think that's enough. The beard got up, took out a bottle of wine, poured two glasses, and handed Zhang Shutong a glass.

When the beard clinked glasses with him, the mouth of the cup was slightly lower than Zhang Shutong's cup.

It's like making amends, but it's also lowering your posture.

Zhang Shutong drank it all, put down the cup, and said, "When will I see that mysterious woman." ”

"I can't say that either. ”

"It seems that I still have few people to kill, and if I kill all of you present, she will take the initiative to come to me. ”

Someone raises eyebrows, it's too bullying.

He swept the north gate twice, first to the base camp, and now to the council hall, and dared to say that he wanted to kill them all.

What's even more annoying is that no one dares to say a word.

Rao is beard can only smile bitterly.

"Is your master old?" Seeing that no one spoke, Zhang Shutong put his hand on a person's shoulder and asked.

"Not big. The man gritted his teeth and could only respond obediently.

"Alright, I'll sleep with her. Let's also taste the taste of the master of the dignified north gate. ”