As soon as these words came out, many people's expressions changed, and the eyes that were almost about to breathe fire were all shrouded in Lao Qian's body.

And Lao Qian just smiled and unceremoniously made a gesture to wipe his neck.

Just kidding, as we all know, Qian Yaosi, director of the Jizhou Branch of the Kyushu Mystery Bureau, asked for money when he sent a nickname.

Nothing but money, including face, discipline, etc., etc.

So naturally, old money is not very bad.

As a perennial figure at the top of the assassination lists of major forces, Lao Qian plays the game of attracting hatred, which is called a handy.

You must know that on this list, even the director of the Kyushu Mystery Bureau, who has established the pattern of the current Xuan Cultivation Realm, is not as high as Lao Qian on this list.

And some time ago, the Mysterious City added another reward, and Lao Qian successfully ranked among the top three.

After attracting hatred every day, Lao Qian turned around and returned to the stands of the Kyushu side with the only bit of self-knowledge left, instead of going to other stands to play face jumping and mocking.

There is still a little bit of a gap between not wanting to die and not wanting to die.

In the stands of the Kyushu side, Lao Qian smiled unscrupulously, and he didn't care about the hatred he just pulled.

"Old Qian, are you really not afraid that after you get to the moon, you will be targeted by others?"

Jiang Qi teased with a smile.

"Afraid of what? The Heavenly Master and the head of Shushan are not fake. ”

Lao Qian smiled mysteriously and said, "Besides, isn't there still a noodle senior?" ”

"I'm charging for Kyushu, so the Venerable Master shouldn't watch me being bullied, right?"

Jiang Qi had nothing to say, and silently raised a thumbs up.

As time passed, the formation became more and more frequent.

Soon, it was early in the morning.

The five seeds of the Kyushu side have arrived.

There were also four more colorful heads in the ring, but Lao Qian's expression was not very good-looking.

Because there was an accident with the seed of a place.

The great monk stood with one hand on his chest, his expression was still indifferent, with a shy smile on the corner of his mouth, but his face was a little pale, and the other cuff was empty.

"Most of my arms were bitten off by the werewolf, and when I opened my stomach and took it out, it was already dissolved."

Old Qian whispered.

"Who's going to take the place?"

Jiang Qi slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, any action is risky, let alone this kind of yang conspiracy dancing on the tip of the knife.

It is inevitable that there will be a loss at this moment.

Kyushu is very strong, but now Kyushu is facing almost all the occult forces except Kyushu.

"There is no one to replace you, and once the order of the stage is set, there is no room for change."

Lao Liu came over at some point and sat next to Lao Qian, looking indifferent, as if he was not the one who had made a mistake in the plan.

"Otherwise, the fight behind the stage will lose its meaning."

Seeing this, Jiang Qi didn't say anything more, this is a naked exchange, cruel but realistic.

It's just that Jiang Qi knows that it is impossible for Lao Liu to have no backhand.

And it's not just overseas metaphysical forces that know about sniping Kyushu's quota seeds.

At this time, there was another head in the ring.

The black brother smiled very badly, with the charm of old money, he was one of the few reservists who arrived now.

Only two of the ten people succeeded, and the others, like Li Yu, stayed in the research room as an assistant and did not come here.

And Gu Qingyun and Zhang Ning only came to see the world, and they didn't have the opportunity to go on stage.

Another successful one, Jiang Qi doesn't know where anyone is, only Lao Liu knows.

In comparison, the black brother is very rigid.

is a picture of Lao Tzu now the world's number one drag sample, reasonable, if it weren't for standing aside, Jiang Qi would want to smoke.

"Almost."

Lao Liu stood up, and a series of eerie black qi emerged from his body, and the weird and poignant qi unfolded in an instant, attracting everyone's attention.

"Huh"

In silence, Lao Liu grinned and sneered, slowly moved his steps, and came to the ring step by step.

By the way, he kicked the head of a stranger to the side, and after successfully harvesting a wave of murderous eyes, Lao Liu raised his head and looked around.

"Everyone, welcome to Kyushu."

"Our hospitality in Kyushu has always been about being at home, and I believe you have already experienced it, so no thanks, this is what we should do."

Lao Liu opened his eyes and said nonsense, and one after another, like tentacles, rolled up the six heads scattered on the ground and piled them up into a small Jingguan.

He even carefully corroded the extra neck of a certain head, so that it could be placed more stable.

"Before the ring starts, according to our old rules in Kyushu, there will be sacrifices."

Lao Liu opened his mouth with a smile.

Then the momentum around his body burst out, and the thick black evil turned into a sickle, twisting the six heads into meaningless blood foam.

"Alright, the sacrifice is over."

Lao Liu can't be said to be perfunctory, but is a bright and sparkling Liwei.

It's got to the point where you don't even bother to do superficial work.

"The first one, begin!"

"Kyushu, to the Holy Capital!"

Lao Liu didn't give other forces a chance to react at all, and directly announced the start of the ring match.

There is no competition system, no elimination mechanism, and there is no such thing as the top 16 or the top 8.

There is only one rule, that is, only three people will be standing at the end, and the quota will be determined.

The great monk stepped into the ring steadily and passed by Lao Liu.

Without any superfluous movements, the Great Monk just stood there, waiting for his opponent.

Lao Liu walked out of the ring and looked at it with a smile.

Time passed little by little, and there was still only one monk in the ring.

"Sure enough."

Jiang Qi smiled slightly, since the battle under the ring is the most important thing, then it would be strange if the Kyushu side did not act in advance.

Since you've started sniping at our quota seeds, and you're the first year of junior high school, then don't blame us for being fifteen.

What? You say we started the dispute first?

Yes, that's right, you bite me?

Soon, half an hour passed.

Finally, the Great Monk's opponent was long overdue.

It is a burly, blonde man with two pairs of pure white wings on his back, and his identity is also revealed.

The four wings of the Holy City are intended to be angels.

It's just that the child of God doesn't seem to be in such a good state now.

The whole person was vain, as if he had just gotten out of bed after three days and three nights of fighting.

Obviously, this is the result of a forced recovery from a serious injury just now.

"Ecstasy, tired and tired."

Lao Qian smiled sinisterly, and said softly to Jiang Qi: "The secret medicine that has been lost in the Fallen Sect of the side gate, it took a lot of effort for the people of the research institute to fish it out of the pile of old papers. ”

"We still want face, we can't be like those guys, just snipe, right?"

Jiang Qi nodded silently.

If you can't find an assassination opportunity, you say that you can't find a chance, why put gold on your face.

While complaining about the old money, he looked at the ring.

When everyone is ready, it's time to do it.

(End of chapter)