"If you want to continue to compete and challenge for the title of the king of the night game, this is a must. Daifuku said.

"But before that, there's one more thing, I'm sure everyone wants to know too, right?"

He turned to look at the somewhat confused audience and asked, "Don't you wonder if the stubborn old man is qualified to stand in this position to preside over the game of the king of the night game?"

The crowd was silent.

Curious, curious, curious!

But now that Guan Dezhen is what Chiyun Pavilion says, what's the use of them being curious? There has never been a shortage of shady scenes in this world, and there has never been a shortage of people who settle accounts after the autumn.

Every time I see them ask in order to satisfy their curiosity, then who knows if the people of Chiyun Pavilion will settle accounts with them in the future, they just want to be calm, watch dramas with plays, eat without plays, and live ordinarily.

Daifuku spurned these people in his heart, timid as a mouse, and said to himself: "Chiyun Pavilion prides itself on being a good example of fairness and justice, so now let's take a look at how good the so-called good example is!"

As he spoke, he reflexively pointed and pointed at the stubborn old man and asked, "For the sake of your Chiyun Pavilion's fair example, can you tell everyone about the format of the King of the Night Competition?"

The stubborn old man stared at him expressionlessly.

But the more he was like this, the happier Daifuku laughed.

The most familiar person in the world is none other than him, who is considered by outsiders to be a wise and martial and admirable existence.

But in his heart, the stubborn old man is nothing, just an old man who is a little higher in martial arts.

What is the matter with martial arts master? He will definitely surpass him one day, and he will already surpass him now.

He knew that the stubborn old eight could not advance to the heroic level, and at the same time, he also knew that the stubborn old eight would not recite the format of the king of the night game.

It is precisely because he knows this that he has no fear.

In front of so many people, does he still dare to say that he is fair and fair?

He had to lose all his face and reputation before the destruction of the Chiyun Pavilion, otherwise he would not be able to eliminate the evil breath in his heart.

All the talk fell on the stubborn old eight.

Is he qualified to be the judge of the King of the Night Club?

Don't look at the stubborn old man who is still expressionless, steady and composed, in fact, he is already empty in his heart.

Daifuku knows him too well, and he can still understand a few important rules of the game of the king of the night game, but as for the other unimportant ones, he doesn't take them to heart.

But obviously, Daifuku wants more than that, even if he says these words, there are also those behind, he can't say it, and he doesn't want to be squeezed by Daifuku.

The sight that fell on his body became hotter and hotter, and everyone's discussion became louder and louder, and the stubborn old man really began to make trouble.

Dafu, you kid dug a pit for him, he jumps and jumps, and he has to jump if he doesn't jump, otherwise, who will still believe that Chiyun Pavilion is fair and selfless in the future.

But the problem is that he really can't memorize it, is it only a few important ones that he remembers?

Just when the stubborn eighty thousand people were in a dilemma, a voice appeared in his mind, his eyes lit up, and the eyes of the uncle were full of provocation and undisguised disdain.

He raised his hand and pressed down, signaling the audience to be quiet, although he was questioned, but his majesty was still there, not to mention that now the Chiyun Pavilion was still standing in Guande Town, who would think so much about it, and obviously offend him.

Therefore, the whole scene was quiet in an instant, and everyone could only hear their shallow breathing, which could be said to be audible when a needle dropped.

The stubborn old man took the microphone closer to him, and said seriously: "Do you want to hear it?"

"Want to ......"

A thought word appeared.

Before the words were spoken, some people saw that the person next to them was silent, so they quickly stopped talking, and some people were pulled by their relatives and friends.

I want to see the stubborn eight masters of the Chiyun Pavilion lose face, don't you want to die? Aren't you afraid that they will settle accounts after the autumn?!

Daifuku saw that the scene he expected did not appear, and his face was a little heavy.

The stubborn old man tugged at his lips and looked at Dafu with a smile, "I remember what you just said clearly!"

After speaking, he turned around and looked at the audience below, "Since you want to hear it, I will tell you, you should know it, I can choose not to say it, I said it, not because I was afraid of anything in the Chiyun Pavilion, but I just wanted to prove that I am standing here and am qualified to be the judge of the king of the night club." ”

Speaking of the back, it was almost stern.

The voice in his head sounded, and the stubborn old man read a sentence along, looking at the audience below and Daifuku's face as black as the bottom of a pot as he spoke.

Finally, he said all the format of the King of the Night Game game word for word, and after the last sound, there was silence in the field, as if the air had been frozen.

The stubborn old man looked at them with a smile on his face, "Is there anything else you want to ask? Is there anything else you need someone to solve, there is only one chance, after today, I will never answer any questions again." ”

"Think about it carefully and think about it, after today, if there is a next time, it will not be such a gentle way to deal with it. ”

The subconscious meaning is that if there is any doubt about Zi Chiyun Pavilion next time, it will be directly suppressed violently.

When everyone listened, their hearts trembled again, and they began to regret it, and they shouldn't have the intention of watching jokes.

Even more people began to complain about Da Fulai in their hearts, if it weren't for him, they wouldn't have offended Chiyun Pavilion.

Daifuku's hands trembled even more angrily, he couldn't have imagined that the stubborn old eight would really tell the format of the King of the Night Competition.

It's impossible, the stubborn old man obviously can't memorize it, but why did he suddenly memorize it today?

Cheat!

Yes, he must be cheating!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to memorize it.

It's just that so many people are watching, how did he cheat?

Daifuku's eyes moved, and fell on Mu Xiyan not far away, by the way, it's her, it must be her!

There are so many people here, only she is at the heroic level, although he doesn't know what method she used to suppress the martial arts, so he didn't notice it for a while, but one thing he is sure of is that she is definitely the one who made trouble.

Since things didn't work out as expected, Daifuku's face sank and he let out a strange, high-pitched scream.

There is a creepy feeling in the human heart.

Mu Xiyan frowned, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, in the next second, a group of people broke in.

All of them are strong and strong, armed with guns.

When everyone saw the guns, their faces suddenly changed, Guande Town was not allowed to hold guns and ammunition, and now this group of people was holding guns in their hands, and they were vicious.

What really made Mu Xiyan's face change greatly was that these people with guns were all heroic warriors.

Even if they take medicine and advance to heroic martial arts, it is not something that these special samurai can handle.