Zhang Mochen was most jealous of others bargaining with himself, raised his foot and stepped down, screaming, and a poor genius fell.

didn't blink their eyes, and in the hearts of Jiang Feng and the others, they had another understanding of Zhang Mochen - decisiveness.

Not to mention that Tang Biao is a strong general, he has the support of the entire Tang Sect behind him, although the Huandaomen is also a force, but it is precisely because of this that there are all kinds of scruples and containment. If you change to yourself today, Jiang Feng thinks that he can't do this, this has nothing to do with strength, only courage!

Tang Rong's face was like ashes, and he stood in place with the other three disciples in a daze, he regretted, regretted that he should not change his plan without authorization, regretted that he should not be angry and angry, but it was too late, Tang Biao's chest was completely sunken in front of his eyes, unbelievable, but it was an iron-clad fact, all of this was given by the unknown young man in front of him.

didn't seem to be worried about poisoning at all, after wiping out Tang Biao, Zhang Mochen walked towards Tang Rong like a nobody, every step was like Hong Zhong by his side, and the latter's heart trembled.

"You shouldn't have an antidote, right?" The distance was less than a meter, and the four eyes met, Zhang Mochen asked casually.

"I... Not... No!" Leaning back slightly, Tang Rong replied hesitantly.

"Then you say, do you still have the meaning of living?" The corners of his mouth raised, and Zhang Mochen said softly.

"I... I really don't!" The psychological defense line collapsed like a broken mouth, and Tang Rong's voice trembled.

Zhang Mochen didn't speak, raised his arm and looked at his fist, which made Tang Rong completely frightened, death is in front of him, who can be calm?

"Brother... Brother, I... I really don't have an antidote, you prescribe something else... Other conditions!"

With a grin at the corner of his mouth, Zhang Mochen sighed, put down his fist and looked at Tang Rong again.

"Forget it, who made me good-tempered!"

Everyone's foreheads suddenly pulled down a few black lines, killing the Yuan general is like grinding ants, this is still a good temper? If it's not good, wouldn't it be going to kill the Yuan King?

"Many... Thank you!" Seeing Zhang Mochen put down his killing thoughts, Tang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, but the dead gray eyes were startled in the next second.

"Is there an antidote, is there any of the four million gold?" Zhang Mochen smiled and asked, on the solemn occasion of life and death, he actually looked like a hippie smile.

Not only Tang Rong, but even Jiang Feng and the others couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Brother... Brother, wasn't it just two million?" replied Tang Rongnuonuo.

"Huh, you can't count accounts like that, right?" Zhang Mochen smiled evilly, like a greedy miser.

People are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, not to mention that Zhang Mochen wants four million, even forty million, what can he say? But Tang Rong really doesn't have that much money.

Tang Rong just wanted to say something, but he saw Zhang Mochen smiling at each other, and one hand was slowly stretched out at the same time.

"Isn't he a little schizophrenic?" Looking at Zhang Mochen's greedy appearance, Jiang Wei smiled and said to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng didn't answer, it's not that he didn't want to answer, he really couldn't see through Zhang Mochen, fierce as a tiger, fierce as a snake, greedy as a wolf, how terrifying such a person must be.

"Brother... Brother, I only have hundreds of thousands of gold on me, and when Longtan is over, can I give it to you?" Tang Rong said respectfully, without a little arrogance, like a pug wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"I'm afraid that what will be given to me at that time is not money, but your Tang Sect's revenge, right?" Zhang Mochen pouted and said, but he was still not angry, and raised his eyebrows at the other three Tang Sect Yuan Masters, "Or... Scrape together?"

"Who the hell is this bastard!" Tang Rong scolded secretly, but had to shout at the doorman: "Take out all the money." ”

Although they were reluctant, there was no way, and the three of them turned it upside down, and they made up less than 500,000 gold in total.

With a pat on his waist, a hill of gold coins piled up appeared, Tang Rong ordered the other three to hand over all the money, and then said respectfully to Zhang Mochen: "Brother, we can only make up so much!"

Zhang Mochen frowned, and suddenly, his gaze looked at Tang Rong's waist, and the color of greed rose again.

"What's on your waist?"

was targeted by Zhang Mochen, Tang Rong subconsciously covered it with his hand.

"No, it's nothing, it's just a money bag!"

"Not honest, can a money bag hold a small gold mountain?" Zhang Mochen shook his head and said with a smile, and the greedy hand stretched out again.

Zhang Mochen can kill Tang Rong without any scruples, then dare to kill himself, his teeth itch with hatred, but in order to survive, Tang Rong still reluctantly untied a gray bag and handed it over.

After weighing it a few times, Zhang Mochen's idea was met with resistance.

"Ah, it's really a bag!"

Zhang Mochen was immediately overjoyed, and once again issued his thoughts, directly erasing the mark left by Tang Rong. Losing contact with the Qiankun bag, Tang Rong's heart was dripping blood, how could this be a loss of four million gold, and forty million gold was gone.

Putting the gold mountain on the ground into the Qiankun bag, Zhang Mochen was in a happy mood, looking at the Qiankun bag in his hand and laughing stupidly, and at the same time waved his hand impatiently at Tang Rong.

"Get out, get out!"

Gritting his teeth, Tang Rong's face was pale, but the person in front of him who seemed to have schizophrenia was not something he could provoke at all, so he had to swallow his anger and leave with the doorman.

"I've made a fortune, I'm actually an intermediate-level Qiankun bag, hehe!" Zhang Mochen laughed endlessly, he was simply a miser, and it didn't return to normal until a voice came.

"Brother Liu, thank you!" Jiang Feng clasped his fists and saluted, his gratitude overflowing.

"Oh?... Oh, no thanks, it should be!" Zhang Mochen replied with a smile, he was so happy.

"Brother Liu shouldn't be from Huangsha Town, right?" staring at Zhang Mochen, Jiang Feng asked with a smile, but his expression was extremely serious.

Jiang Feng's question was very sudden, but it was reasonable, how could such a demon be a person from a small city? Jiang Wei and the others cast questioning glances one after another, but the next second they were all shocked.

"Under the Ancient Shadows!"

Although they have not met, they are famous, who would have thought that the boy who stayed overnight at the beginning was actually the famous Black Dragon Gang Tenth King Kong?

"You... Are you Gu Ying?" Jiang Wei asked in disbelief, her long black eyelashes fluttering.

"It's like a fake!" shrugged his shoulders, and Zhang Mochen smiled lightly.

Su Han and Ma Rui's faces were very good-looking, even if Zhang Mochen killed Tang Biao and blackmailed Tang Rong, their feelings had never been so complicated. The person they disdained was actually the famous Ancient Shadow, and if there was a crack in the ground, I am afraid that the two would choose to get into it immediately.

Any young man who said that he was an ancient shadow, Jiang Feng would definitely not believe it, but everything that had just happened was enough to prove Zhang Mochen's identity, and he did not hesitate at the moment, and knelt on the ground and bowed.

"Ring Sword Gate, meet Lord Ten King Kong!"

ps: The second more is served, very tired, but very happy, strive to code out the third chapter!()

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