"Thirteen, where's my father?" On the tall counter of the pawnshop, Jian Yi looked at the mysterious man who walked in alone, and asked in a wooden voice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a man in tattered clothes, dressed in a turban more like a rag, enveloping his entire head, revealing only a pair of cold, emotionless eyes.

As he walked in, a faint bloody aura spread through the pawnshop for a long time.

The mysterious man known as Thirteen shook his head.

Since then, Jian Yi has stopped asking.

"Let's go up and wash it, the smell of blood will scare customers away." Kenichi changed the subject, pressed a button under the counter, and the iron door on one side opened.

Looking at Thirteen's back and finally disappearing into the corridor leading to the second floor, the expression under the mask became complicated as the sword closed the iron door.

If there is anyone among these nearly 100 brothers and sisters who is the most feared by Jian Yi, it may only be thirteen.

Thirteen, is his name, and it is his ranking among the hundred sword demons, just like Jian Yi, he has had the surname "Sword" since he was born.

In terms of cultivation and combat power, among the hundred sword demons, Jian Yi is undoubtedly the strongest. As for Sword Thirteen, which made him jealous, his cultivation power was even in the top five.

But among the hundreds of brothers and sisters, if the person who can't be messed with is selected, then the answer will be absolutely surprisingly consistent, and that is Sword Thirteen.

Sword Thirteen's fearfulness lies not in his cultivation combat power, but in his killing intent.

Even if it is an internal competition between the sword demon, anyone who is against Sword Thirteen, even if he wins, will pay an unimaginable price.

Single-handedly defeated Cang Jiansheng, made Jian Yi famous one by one, and with his combat power cultivation, he became the recognized number one demon among the hundred sword demons, but what is less known is that it was he, in a battle with Sword Thirteen, he fought to the end, which also made him frightened, even if he won in the end, and the price paid was that one of his arms and legs was cut off, and he recuperated in bed for a full year.

The sword of Sword Thirteen is very fierce, unimaginably fierce, if it is not for the internal competition, once the enemy is faced, it will be necessary to kill people when it is unsheathed, and among the seemingly incoherent moves, all of them are streamlined to the extreme.

I don't know if it's an accidental coincidence, or deliberately, Sword Thirteen will only make thirteen moves, and disdain to create another move and a half, in his words, thirteen moves are enough, at most after thirteen moves, either he dies, or his opponent dies.

It is precisely because of this extreme paranoia that every move of his thirteen swords makes people tremble, for fear that one of them will be careless and end up dead.

Of course, Sword Thirteen has not encountered a fiasco along the way. The so-called fiasco is not that he was beaten without the ability to fight back, but that he failed to cause the slightest damage to the opponent.

And the person who caused a fiasco to Sword Thirteen, needless to say, was Zhanbai.

Suppressing cultivation, fighting with the realm, Jian Thirteen himself doesn't remember how many times he challenged Zhanbai, and the result was without exception.

That is, Jian Thirteen, if he was replaced by Jian Yi, he thought that having such an experience was enough to discourage him from facing Zhanbai again.

But Sword Thirteen is becoming more and more courageous the more he fights, just like a sword that never breaks.

But I have to admit that it was this setback again and again that brought about the horror that Sword Thirteen is now.

"He's just a madman." Jian Yi muttered to himself, but he didn't know that in the eyes of outsiders, all of them, the hundred and ten sword demons, had already been classified as crazy.

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As the most luxurious hotel in Dingwu District, Yingsong Pavilion has a total of five high-end presidential suites, but they are not open to the public, but they have been booked for a long time early.

Among the five presidential suites, one belongs to the godfather of the largest gang leader in Dingwu District, and Zhanbai also has one.

"It turns out that the presidential suite of the Welcome Pine is like this." Wearing only a wide shirt, Butani arranged her long wet hair and visited with great interest.

"Your father seems to have one, too, haven't you been?" Zhanbai's voice came from the bedroom, a little lazy, looking very tired.

Since it is a presidential suite, the area is naturally not small, but compared to Butani's own villa, there is really not much to boast of. In fact, the five presidential suites are more of a status symbol than they are so sought-after.

Yingsong Pavilion is different from the Hunter Bar, the latter's popularity is limited to Dingwu District, but Yingsong Pavilion is different, the one hundred and eight districts of the City of Disorder, each district has a Yingsong Pavilion, just like this, it is enough to see the toughness of its backstage.

The black boss had the courage to rob the Hunter's Bar, but he didn't dare to have a trace of disrespect to Yingsong Pavilion, which was making money every day.

And the most surprising thing is that even with such a strong backstage, Yingsong Pavilion has a good chance to behave. For example, the branch of this Dingwu district not only does not interfere in the godfather's business, but even pays the protection fee that only ordinary shops have.

If you want to charter these five presidential suites, you can not only have money, but even a powerful figure like the godfather can only occupy one of them.

Of course, from the fact that Zhanbai is qualified to own a presidential suite, it can also be seen that the other party attaches great importance to it.

The decoration of the presidential suite is not the same, but according to the owner's intentions, such as Zhanbai, it is full of antique atmosphere, green bamboo can be seen everywhere, there is a rockery in the center of the huge living room, one side of the rockery is even artificially designed a waterfall, always swaying in the sound of a trickle.

"Hmph, my father never let me go, and I don't know what secrets are in his room." Butani was a little resentful.

The godfather attaches great importance to this daughter, even to the extent of doting, and because of this doting, he was widowed in his early years and did not even remarry, and he was not close to women on weekdays, and he was very different among the bigwigs in the city of disorder.

"Hehe, maybe it's the golden house." Zhan Bai's unintentional banter voice came faintly, but it made Butani a little moved.

After a visit, Butani quickly lost interest and walked back to the bedroom, leaning at the door with a bewitching figure, jokingly looking at Zhanbai who was lazily lying on the bed.

"I used to think you were mysterious, but now I found out that you ...... It's even more unfathomable. ”

"Each other, each other." Zhan Bai laughed, but the look and tone of his eyes and tone felt a little ...... Indecent.

It's a pity that Butani was a virgin not long ago, but because of the environment, it is far from being a good home, hearing Zhanbai's words, she didn't get angry, but returned with a charming smile, twisted the sultry willow waist and walked to the big bed, and finally rode on Zhanbai's body like a wild leopard.

"Aren't you worried that my father will trouble you tomorrow?" Butani teased, lowered her head and opened her mouth to bite Zhanbai's lower lip.

"I've done everything, are you worried that it will be useful?" Zhan Bai said with a smile, his hands had unconsciously climbed up, from the bottom up, from the smooth and elastic beautiful buttocks into the shirt, and after a while, he had already grabbed the two soft balls, and after some rubbing, Butani had already let out a low murmuring sound.

"No, not tonight." Holding back the tingling sensation that seemed to have passed through the electricity, Butani pleaded with the only remaining reason.

Hearing this, Zhan Bai really let go of his strange hand and let it fall on top of him.

Although Butani is unfathomable, she is only a mortal woman after all, and she is a first-time soldier, so she naturally can't stand too much tart.

It took a while for a while to calm down, and Butani only felt weak all over, and she couldn't even move her fingers, and her sapphire eyes were half-open, but she was a little puzzled, and finally couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you so intoxicating?" ”