"Brother Ghost, why should we follow him?"

Xiaodao, who was following Xu Wei from afar, asked a middle-aged man beside him.

The man's name is the old ghost, he is the old fritter of the Flying Eagle Pavilion, he is sleek, well-informed, and has a good popularity, although the strength is not very good, but many young people in the Flying Eagle Pavilion will be called a ghost brother.

"Listening to Boss Zhao's tone, this kid should have killed someone who shouldn't be killed."

The old ghost looked at Xu Wei, who was strolling leisurely in the distance, smoking a cigarette.

"Shouldn't you be killed? That arrogant mulberry elm man? Why?"

It was the most hot-blooded knife who shouted in disbelief.

You can say that he is a great Kyushuism, or you can say that he is an angry youth.

But in his blood, just Sangyu has been subservient to Kyushu for thousands of years, but it has risen by chance for a period of time in modern times, why is it so arrogant in the land of Kyushu?

Also a bite of a Kyushu pig.

If he hadn't been able to beat it, the knife himself would have rushed up and beaten that guy violently.

Xu Wei slaughtered him, but he was ruthless!

"This is a game between the bigwigs, you ask me, how do I know."

"Hey, this kid is also unlucky, it's okay if it's another field."

"It's just that in our field, I was also targeted by Boss Zhao."

The old ghost shook his head, of course he felt angry, but what did the boss think, how could his younger brother know?

It's just that I feel sorry for Xu Wei, who is so young, and provoked Boss Zhao and ran into Lord Yama.

"What's wrong with Boss Zhao? I think that guy is very powerful, he kicked all the steel spirits with one kick, and he was like a monster!"

After watching Xu Wei's unilateral torture and killing of Wubu Zhiyi, he had already pouted Xu Wei's knife that was shocked by heaven, in his opinion, even Boss Zhao might not be able to win against Xu Wei.

After all, that's a fierce man who can kick all the steel spirits, and this is a kick in his body...

Hiss!

Thinking about it, the knife couldn't help but gasp.

However, when he said that, the old ghost shook his head with a little disdain: "What do you kid know, the world is so big, I don't say that there are people who kick the bent steel spirit everywhere, but there are quite a few."

"Do you know Xianluo? There is an ancient boxing technique over there, which is known as the strongest fighting technique! From the age of five or six, the child began to train, every day with a special potion to soak the hands, legs, and then hit the diamond, when to break the diamond, when to be considered a teacher. ”

"Diamonds! It's the hardest thing in the world! ”

Although the old ghost has no skills, he is well-informed, and he knows far more about this than a knife.

Hearing this, Xiaodao couldn't help but widen his eyes and gasp, it was just like a martial arts novel.

If that's the case, then Xu Wei is really nothing.

"Hehe, now you know that there are masters in this world, right? But I'm going to tell you! Our boss Zhao is the master of the masters!"

The old ghost smiled faintly, and there was a look of reminiscence on his face.

"Back then, we also had a Xianluo boxer here, known as the eight-armed Arhat, a real master, a pair of iron fists are not only ruthless, but also fast, and it is like having eight arms, and one hundred and ten people are close to him."

"But in the end, on the edge of our East Lake, Boss Zhao kicked the Xianluo boxer's arms with a pair of feet, like iron and silver hooks, and finally kicked him into the water and drowned!"

"You say, compared to Boss Zhao, what was that kid just now?"

As if listening to a mythical story, Xiaodao's eyes lit up, and he said with admiration and respect: "Boss Zhao is really powerful, I don't know when I will be as powerful as Boss Zhao."

"As powerful as Boss Zhao?"

"Hehe, think about it in your dreams.

The old ghost shook his head, and his eyes were focused on Xu Wei again.

I don't know why, but he always felt a little strange about the target he was tracking today.

No!

Can't even be said to be strange.

Uncanny!

From just now, the other party stood still in one place, and even when he said that Boss Zhao killed Xianluo's eight-armed arhat, the other party seemed to laugh...

"What the hell, I'm at least fifty meters away from him, how could he hear me?"

The old ghost took a deep breath of the cigarette, then looked at the moon in the sky and slowly exhaled the smoke ring.

The moon is white and the wind is clear!

I really want to plow the land with a girl.

Shaking his body, the old ghost's gaze wanted to turn back to Xu Wei.

It's a pity that the next moment, the old ghost suddenly felt creepy.

Xu Wei in front of him disappeared out of thin air!

"Knife, what about the kid?"

The smoke in the old ghost's frightened mouth fell.

"I didn't see it, there was a beautiful girl passing by just now, and I took a few looks... And he was gone. ”

"Brother Ghost, we won't see ghosts, will we?"

A cold wind blew, the knife struck, and the two looked at each other, both feeling creepy.

The old ghost tightened his clothes, shook his head and said, "Forget it, go back and report to Boss Zhao, what a fucking hell."

The two of them spoke, walking in the direction they came.

They didn't notice that on a nearby light pole, a young man with a faint smile on his face, like a ghost in the night, was looking at them with his hands folded.

"Flying Eagle Pavilion."

"It's time for a change of owner!"

Xu Wei whispered softly.

Just like the monarch who reigns in the world, it seems that he can determine the country with one word!

If others heard this, they would think he was crazy.

After all, it's ridiculous!

The dignified Flying Eagle Pavilion, the master of the top existence of a city.

Did he say he could change it?

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Flying Eagle Pavilion is the emperor of the soil, who has the power to kill hundreds of people.

Even the lord of a city would not dare to say such a thing.

However, who dares to deny the authority of Xu Wei's words?

Holy See!

North Wilderness!!

Vault !!

These forces that can dominate a country, and even influence the trend of the world, have been dismissive of this.

Now they all want to send Xu Wei to hell!

It's just that to this day, Xu Wei is still fine.

Tianmu Home.

This is a high-end community in Hangzhou, built by the mountains and rivers, with a beautiful environment, and is famous in Hangzhou for being the holy place of supporting the little three.

In one of the rooms, where no less than a million dollars were spent on decoration alone, there were bursts of low moans that were enough to make a man's blood boil and even go crazy.

A man with a sturdy body, in no way inferior to the world's top bodybuilders, with a beautiful woman in his arms.

Just when the two of them were in the middle of the excitement...

Bang bang bang...

A strange and abrupt burst of applause!

"Who?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then let out a burst of screams, but Zhao Qinghai didn't show much panic, calmly got up from the woman, and then turned her head to look in the direction where the voice came from.

In the darkness, he saw a young man leaning against the doorframe, looking at them with a playful expression.

"If Kong Sheng knew that his godson had a leg with his own woman, would he cut you two with a thousand knives?"