Yuanwei City, outside the gate of the Fengyuan Gang.

A group of big men in uniform stood up, and from a distance, they all looked unkind and vicious, but no one dared to step forward to provoke them. There is no other reason, because it can be seen from the costumes worn by this group of big men that they are all from League of Legends.

What kind of existence is League of Legends?

In the King Continent, at least before the King of Glory Alliance was established, which family force and which idle hero dared to say 'no' to the League of Legends?

Although it is said that after the establishment of the Glory of Kings Alliance, the prestige of the League of Legends is gradually declining, but for everyone in Yuanwei City, it is still the existence that stands tall.

The man at the head of the group was a young man, and he was shouting something on his toes.

The voice of the leader is not loud, but the expression and demeanor are extremely uncomfortable to watch, even annoying.

"Bastards of the Fengyuan Gang, you are so bold that you dare to join the Glory of Kings Alliance. Do you know who we are? Let me tell you, I am a descendant of the Bu family, one of the seven major families of League of Legends. ”

"Young Master Ben is now on the orders of the League of Legends Council, and I advise you to withdraw from the Glory of Kings Alliance immediately, and dissolve it. Otherwise, you do so at your own risk. ”

"Now, if you don't give an answer after a pillar of incense, Young Master Ben will treat it as if you don't agree. ”

It turned out that this person was Bu Zipeng, the third son of the Bu family.

Bu Zipeng and his second brother Bu Ziwei originally studied at the King's Academy, but they chose to graduate a year ago, and then returned to the Bu family. Therefore, he now represents the Bu family, and in the eyes of many people, the Bu family represents the League of Legends.

Whether it was the surrounding crowd or the helpers of the Fengyuan Gang, when they heard that Bu Zipeng had reported his home, they couldn't find the north.

"The Bu family, it's actually the League of Legends that has come to the door, what can I do?"

"The League of Legends personally approached the Fengyuan Gang, and it seems that the Fengyuan Gang will disappear from Yuanwei City from now on. ”

"Alas~~, it's not good to offend anyone, they actually offended the League of Legends, isn't this an old birthday star eating arsenic and living impatiently. ”

The Fengyuan Gang is inside and outside the gang, but whenever they hear Bu Zipeng report his name, they start to blow up.

In the eyes of these low-level people and sects in the King Continent, the League of Legends is a high-ranking existence, no matter who offends the League of Legends, they will not get good fruits to eat.

If it is light, it will be peeled off the skin, and the family will be ruined.

Bu Zipeng was shouting with great joy, especially when he saw that everyone inside and outside the Fengyuan Gang had a worried and frightened expression, his heart was even more comfortable, and he was more cheerful, and his voice was also raised a few tones.

Just as Bu Zipeng was shouting, Yuan Qiwei, the leader of the Fengyuan Gang, led some bold gangs to come out.

Yuan Qiwei glanced at Bu Zipeng lightly, and replied: "This is the third young master of the Bu family, Bu Zipeng, is it really a talent! However, I wonder if Young Master Bu Zipeng can really represent the League of Legends? Moreover, why didn't you see your parents here?"

Bu Zipeng was slightly stunned, he wondered if the script should not be written like this!

In Bu Zipeng's heart, when he said that he represented the Bu family and the League of Legends, the person in front of him should feel afraid, and he was as unconditionally as a dog.

But look at this person, why doesn't he have a trace of consciousness?

"Who are you? Bu Zipeng thought that the script was wrong, but he still said with a swaggering look.

"The contemptible person is Yuan Qiwei, the leader of the Fengyuan Gang, may I ask the third young master Bu for any advice?" Yuan Qiwei arched his hand and said.

When Bu Zipeng heard this, he immediately became angry.

"You're the leader of the Fengyuan Gang, why don't you look like it? But it doesn't matter if it's like it or not, anyway, my incense has already been inserted, and I'm waiting to hear your answer after a pillar of incense." Now you can play wherever you want, and don't get in the way of the eyes here. Bu Zipeng gently rubbed his nose with his thumb and said with disdain.

"I don't know what Third Young Master Bu said? You mean that you want my Fengyuan Gang to disband, right?" Feng Qiwei looked at Bu Zipeng calmly, and he also looked down on Bu Zipeng in his heart.

"Exactly, it looks like you've already solved it, that's a pity. Bu Zipeng looked pity, as if he had not achieved his ideal effect, and shook his head in frustration.

However, unexpectedly, Yuan Qiwei's next sentence surprised him.

"Third Young Master Bu, although my Fengyuan Gang is only a third-rate force in the King Continent, maybe it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Third Young Master Bu. But in the eyes of my Yuan Qiwei, the Fengyuan Gang is my everything, and I will never disband the Fengyuan Gang, and please ask the third young master Haihan. ”

"What? Say it to me again. Yuan Qiwei's words were a little unexpected by Bu Zipeng, so he even raised the tone of his speech by an octave.

Yuan Qiwei just glanced at Bu Zipeng and said word by word: "I said that it is absolutely impossible to dissolve the Fengyuan Gang. ”

Bu Zipeng heard it clearly this time, but when he heard it clearly, he felt that even his lungs were about to explode, and he thought about countless possibilities when he came, but he didn't think that Yuan Qiwei would say the possibility of refusal, because League of Legends is too strong.

"You, hello, you're very good!" Bu Zipeng said three 'good' words in a row.

Obviously, he has reached the point where he can't bear Yuan Qiwei anymore.

"Your name is Yuan Qiwei, right, since you don't disband the Fengyuan Gang, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Left and right, quickly destroy the Fengyuan Gang for me, and none of the members of the Fengyuan Gang can escape. Bu Zipeng ordered.

"Yes!"

Bu Zipeng gave an order, and the big men around him slashed at the Fengyuan Gang one by one with weapons.

The League of Legends is worthy of being the overlord of the King Continent, and the Bu family is also worthy of being one of the seven families of the League of Legends.

The Fengyuan Gang was originally just a third-rate sect, and even after Yuan Qiwei joined the Glory of Kings Alliance, there was no great improvement in the overall strength of the Fengyuan Gang, after all, they had not yet classified all the gangs into the Glory of Kings Alliance.

In this case, the Glory of Kings Alliance will naturally not provide a strong man to the Fengyuan Gang.

Moreover, even if the Glory of Kings Alliance was willing to provide a strong man to the Feng Yuan Gang, Yuan Qiwei would not dare to accept it.

Because he was worried that the dove would occupy the magpie's nest, he let the Fengyuan Gang be accepted by the Glory of Kings Alliance, and since then they have become part of the Glory of Kings Alliance.

Yuan Qiwei chose to join in a formal way, and there was no entire merger into the Glory of Kings Alliance.

Under the battle of the League of Legends big men, the gate of the Fengyuan Gang was bleeding like a river, and it was about to be attacked into the gate.

Although this was only part of the plan, the loss of so many gangs at the beginning of the battle still made Yuan Qiwei feel a heartache.

You know, these are the elite members of the Fengyuan Gang, and they are the hard work that Yuan Qiwei has accumulated for the Fengyuan Gang over the years!

"Bu Zipeng, your League of Legends is too domineering, in broad daylight, in full view of everyone, you actually came directly to attack my Fengyuan Gang. Okay, in that case, I, Yuan Qiwei, will take this life today, and I will kill you here. Yuan Qiwei's eyes breathed fire.

This is not Yuan Qiwei pretending, but he really feels heartache, and his heart is dripping blood.

As he spoke, Yuan Qiwei carried a halberd and killed directly at the cloth friend who was happy there.

Although Bu Zipeng is a little pretending, he often talks about the Bu family, and likes to face the ordinary people in his eyes with a lofty attitude. But his life's attribute cultivation is not weak, after all, the students who can successfully graduate from the King Academy are still strong enough to see.

Seeing that Yuan Qiwei was killing himself like crazy, Bu Zipeng was also not afraid, and calmly fought with Yuan Qiwei with one move.

The battle lasted for nearly twenty moves, and both of them had already activated their respective skills, but they were still in a state of parity.

Yuan Qiwei was even more anxious when he saw this, so he didn't care about attacking with his life.

He is the third son of the Bu family, especially after Bu Zixing was killed by the world, his status in the family is now rising in a straight line, and everyone is winning the position of the next generation of family heads.

At this time, of course, Bu Zipeng didn't want to fight with Yuan Qiwei, so the situation of the battle was instantly reversed by Yuan Qiwei.

After fighting to more than ten moves, Yuan Qiwei became more and more courageous, while Bu Zipeng already only had the strength to defend, and there was no such situation of alternating offense and defense as before.

The battle between the two lasted until a certain point, and seeing that he was gradually suppressed by Yuan Qiwei, Bu Zipeng had that big hatred in his heart.

But at this time, Bu Zipeng also knew that hatred could not solve the problem, so he wanted to calm himself down, and he strongly asked himself to calm down and fight with Yuan Qiwei. But the situation of the battle has become such that Bu Zipeng's idea cannot be realized.

"Shaft, take your life!" Yuan Qiwei made a mistake by grasping the letter to Bu Zipeng, and the halberd in his hand was about to pierce Bu Zipeng's heart.

"Ah~~" Bu Zipeng seemed to realize the heart of life, he didn't want to die, he still had to live in style, so he was scared, so he shouted loudly: "Father save me, father, if you don't come out again, I will die here." ”

Just like that, the halberd was only a minute away from Bu Zipeng's heart.

Seeing this, Bu Zipeng's eyes widened in horror, he couldn't believe this scene, he was also very afraid of this scene.

But at this moment, a gray figure flashed quickly, only to hear the sound of 'ding~~', the long halberd in Yuan Qiwei's hand deviated from the track, which could be grazed against Bu Zipeng's heart and stabbed into the flesh next to his body.

At this time, a voice also sounded: "Bastard, even if you dare to hurt my son like you, the old man will break your body to pieces." ”