Boom ......"

The hundred-man warrior team felt a burst from the soul in their heads, and then their already chaotic eyes suddenly opened.

It's all terrified.

Everyone in the 100-man warrior team was staggering, and most of them were wet, like a porter who had carried a weight far beyond his range for a long time and suddenly put it down.

Although the things on the shoulders have been put down, the feeling of heaviness on the shoulders is still very clear, making the whole shoulder feel wooden.

A few of them were less skilled, and they sat on the floor after two shakes, and then some of the liquid spread out from under their butts.

It must have been over-stressed, causing him to sweat too much.

Yes, it must be like that.

These people could only comfort themselves in this way, although everyone could tell that the liquid was distinctly yellowish and had a peculiar smell.

But who doesn't want to lose face.

Zhang Feiba didn't care about this, in the current situation, it was a blessing to be able to save the life of this million-dollar martial arts team, and as for those little ugly behaviors, he could simply ignore them.

He exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and struggled to drag his heavy body to kneel down to the Eighth Prince: "Eighth Prince, I know that I am wrong."

Xiang Gaojun looked at the white Eighth Prince, and his heart was full of admiration.

He has seen how Zhang Feiba is invincible in the bar, although he was later abolished by Duan Tian, but today's appearance is still six, majestic and majestic.

There is no doubt that if there is no accident today, there will definitely be a bloody battle at the door of the Hanging Pavilion.

But everything was subverted when this white woman appeared, and the originally fierce and murderous hundred-man martial arts team was all stunned under a roar, and then all lost their fighting spirit.

Even, including Zhang Feiba, had to kneel, and he had a very sincere attitude and a happy surrender.

"It's too strong!"

Xiang Gaojun felt that he had a new goal.

"No, it seems that something is wrong, my current identity ......."

Xiang Gaojun felt that it was a little difficult to choose.

"Zhang Feiba, you are also a generation of grandmasters, how can you do something?"

The eighth prince flicked his sleeves: "You are the shame of the Wumeng, do you think that if you are wrong, you can not blame what you have done in the past?"

Zhang Feiba was so frightened that he didn't dare to raise his head: "Everything is up to the Eighth Prince."

Without the slightest excuse, he completely accepted his fate.

"Hmph, do you think I'm going to spare you if you put on a pitiful look now?"

The Eighth Prince sneered: "What you have done is innocent, if I spare you, it will be a smear to the Wumeng. You flout the rules of the Martial Arts League, and you dare to attack my new president, how do you think I can spare you?"

Zhang Feiba raised his head sharply when he heard this, his eyes in disbelief.

He knew that he had something to do, so he had given a good attitude since the Eighth Prince appeared, hoping to have a chance to be lenient.

But it was clear that he had miscalculated.

The tip of the eighth prince's right foot lightly touched the ground, and a floor tile was easily broken by him like tofu and shattered into a pile of pieces.

Then, she toe at one of them.

"Whoosh."

Everyone only felt that there was a flicker in front of them, and the fragments pierced the air like bullets, and flew towards Zhang Feiba's eyebrows with the breath of death.

Zhang Feiba didn't dodge or dodge, I don't know if he didn't react, or he didn't dare at all, in short, he didn't make any movement to greet the fragment with his eyebrows.

"Bang!"

"When!"

"Boom!"

There were three sounds one after another, which were the sound of the debris crashing into Zhang Feiba's eyebrows, the sound of the debris drilling out of the back of Zhang Feiba's head without losing its strength, and then hitting the car behind him.

The last sound was the sound of Zhang Feiba's body falling to the ground, he didn't believe it, he was unwilling, and he was aggrieved, but no matter what, the vitality receded like a tide, and soon it completely fell.

"Duan Tian, Zhang Feiba has already been disposed of, the rest of these people, you can take care of it yourself!"

The last sentence that sounded in Zhang Feiba's ears was the sentence of the Eighth Prince, which made him think about it, but he couldn't do it.

The last vision in his eyes was the back of the Eighth Prince walking towards the inside of the medical hall without looking back, walking easily, as if he had just done something inconspicuous.

Xiang Gao Jun and Ye Dong hurriedly flashed to the side, and consciously made way for the Eighth Prince.

They didn't have the courage to stand in front of the Eighth Prince.

Ye Feiyang hurriedly greeted him and bowed deeply: "Eighth Prince."

The eighth prince snorted and continued to walk inside, he didn't squint, he didn't care about the shock and reverence in the eyes of the Xingcheng circle, but when he passed by Old Man An, he nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Walking to the innermost and coming to Mrs. Long, Mrs. Long still maintained a standing posture and made a gesture: "Eighth Prince, long time no see."

Que Fei stood up straight, then bowed very respectfully, and said loudly, "Hello Eighth Prince!"

At this time, the tiger girl thrust the axe in her hand back to her waist, and then leaned forward, and had already grabbed one of the arms of the eighth prince: "Eighth prince, you laugh, your serious appearance is so scary."

The eighth prince glanced at her, a little helpless, and poked her head hard with his hand: "Are you cowardly?"

Then, she looked at Lady Long and Finfin, "You two are so calm."

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Chapter 557: You two are really calm and free to read.