Thirty-six tables were set up for the wind and dust washing banquet, which is the number of Tiangang.

A table of 12 people for 12 people in December of the year.

The implication should be this year, when the positive number of heaven should be used to suppress the evil worship of the troubled world.

Anyway, that's what the doorman said.

Shannan Haibei, the Tang Sect who had no task came back, but these people didn't get together nine tables.

I can only bring a group of children in the door to be lively and lively together.

Russell and the Ten Masters of the Tang Sect sat at a table with the head of the door.

After the banquet began, Tang Jiaren kept talking in the ear of the door chief.

Russell didn't hear a word, but he knew that the doorman was looking at him from time to time.

He is now being "besieged" by Xu Xin and a group of peers.

One by one, they all came directly from the wine jar, and the bowl for pouring wine was the size of a basin.

"Let me tell you, our senior brother Luo, that's called a wise and brave shuangquan!"

Xu Xin's wine bowl was unstable, but his mouth was still very neat.

"In Bishan Shinobi, it is really a god who blocks and kills God, and a Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!"

"I, Brother Dong, and Da Shao, that's also crazy, covered in blood!"

"That's not as good as Russell, but he's in the mountain ninja, seven in and seven out!"

"In ancient times, there was Changshan Zhao Zilong, and today there is Tangmen Russell! You know? While he was killing, he also wrung the blood on his clothes! ”

"Why do you have to wring blood? This blood weighs ten pounds, do you understand that it delays action? If you don't screw it, you can still kill people? ”

"Don't talk about Senior Brother Luo, it's me, Brother Dong, Da Shao, and I have at least three catties of blood and water on my body."

"Now you know what a river of blood is, right? That's it! We're all gone! Cow is not cow! ”

The smart extinguishing operation of the horse!

Russell felt that he was going to be deducted out of a new Tang Gate under his feet.

I regret letting Xu Xin's guy canvass for votes, Made, the more he talks, the more outrageous it becomes.

What's even more outrageous is that a group of people who drank too much believed it!

There are also people who spill wine on their bodies, learning what Xu Xin said, twisting their clothes and playing fists at the same time.

A group of people next to him applauded.

Dong Chang and Yang Lie both lowered their heads, eager to get under the table.

The tiredness in the chat group laughed and pulled, and frantically recorded videos and screenshots.

Russell felt that his Lingtai Cave was a tsunami of mountains and a tsunami, and his mind was extremely unstable.

It's hard to die, it's time to practice.

Isn't social death a kind of death?

Russell kept smiling, feeling that his heart was one step closer.

But the next moment I couldn't hold it back.

Gan.

Xu Xin's guy actually took the lead in shouting the door chief, and there were many who echoed it!

Except for a few calm ones, there was also a small team behind them, and almost all of their peers came to worship the pier.

Send.

Russell quietly looked at the doorman and noticed that he had a kind, amiable smile.

But what's going on with the chills in your back?

Wait, no one will give me a robe, right?

Russell suddenly sat on pins and needles, and the Lingtai Cave was in a hurry.

Delusions, all delusions!

Russell took a deep breath and calmed his mind again.

Life is full of practice, and it is gratifying to take another step forward.

"Door chief, you have drunk so much wine, do you want to have some sobering tea?"

Well, is this the treatment of the doorman?

Russell lowered his head and saw the hand covered by the teacup, covered with traces of time and killing.

Yes, familiar......

"Door, doorman, you're joking, the brothers are all joking."

Russell hurriedly stood up, this tea end is not good, and it is not bad.

It's embarrassing.

The sound of the pier behind him was like a tidal wave, pushing Russell's back with no effort.

Rebelling in front of the head of the door, you can really do it!

"Your reputation is not bad." Tang Bingwen smiled and handed the teacup to Russell.

"I'll take it for you, what, don't you dare to take it?"

Russell's heart jumped, and he looked at Tang Bingwen's eyes that seemed to be smiling.

Pick up, why don't you dare to pick up.

Those who are determined are also pillars of fame. Mountaineering does not end with hardships and dangers, but must reach the mountains.

If you dare to give me the position of the head of the door, I will dare to take it!

Russell straightened his clothes and solemnly took the teacup, which contained only a few tea leaves and not a drop of water.

"Okay."

"The teacup is for you, the tea is there, what tea you want to make, pour your own water."

Tang Bingwen smiled faintly, his eyes full of appreciation.

The younger generation in the Inhuman world, both wise and brave, and there are many talented people.

But there are very few who dare to be the first.

Dare to be the first in the world, don't say it.

Although Russell is young, he already has the meaning of grandeur.

I'm Tangmen, and the future is promising.

"I'm here after dinner, I have a new mission." Tang Bingwen pressed Russell's shoulder and turned back to his seat.

The older generation around them cast either scrutinizing or admiring glances.

Xu Xin's group of people are still playing drunk.

The white spider is guarded, the green spider is guarded, and the three of them frowned, looked at the teacup in Russell's hand, and were silent.

The room of the head of the Tang Gate is not small, but there are a lot of things in the open and in the dark.

In such a 180-square-meter place, Russell saw dozens of hidden lines and secret doors.

This is still a cursory glance.

Yes, it's very Tangmen.

"Sit down." Tang Bingwen casually pointed to a chair, and then sat on the main seat's Taishi chair.

Russell stood in front of the guest seat in front of the Taishi's chair, not moving.

Dare to sit? Can't.

The doorman's butt is not next to the chair!

If he sits down, he may be impaled and grilled by some kind of mechanism.

"You didn't even sit down, the doorman, I, a junior, don't dare to sit."

"Well, good eyesight." Tang Bingwen slapped his hand on the table.

There was a sound of machine, and Russell suddenly felt that there were a lot fewer killing machines in the room.

"What? Still not sitting? Tang Bingwen leaned back in the chair, and his buttocks were deliberately twisted on the chair.

"You just sit down, and the juniors will stand."

Russell listened to the sound just now, and it rang everywhere, but the chair under his buttocks didn't make a sound.

"Not bad." Tang Bingwen laughed heartily, "Okay, I'll give you a new task." ”

"Go outside to find You Ke and You Shou, and find a way to let them obey your command."

Russell looked at Tang Bingwen with an inquiring look in his eyes.

"Senior brother said, you don't like to take on the killer's work. So, I'll arrange a lifesaver for you. ”

"Mr. Zhao, who organized the assassination of the ninja head this time, is in danger. He was targeted by Shinobu Hiyama. ”

"Understood." Russell agreed.

"Got it?" Tang Bingwen owed forward, and his only remaining eyes were full of scrutiny.

"Really."

"Mr. Zhao must live, and then the brothers of the Tang Sect must also live."

"Huh?" Tang Bingwen's tone raised slightly, and then nodded as usual.

"Okay, then you can go."

"Yes." Russell stepped on the troll, and his body retreated as if it had no weight, as if he had not stepped on the floor.

"This stinky boy, do I look so insidious?"

Tang Bingwen scolded with a smile, and then said to the empty space where no one was:

"Senior brother, this disciple you picked up is really cautious."

"Even I, the head of the door, are on guard."

Tang Jiaren lifted the phantom body barrier and slowly showed his figure.

"Senior brother, can you do it if you don't guard against it? At the beginning, the master saw that I was honest, so he didn't let me be the doorman. ”

"Ahem."

"Also, there are so many chairs, and that chair can't be lifted with any mechanism, whoever sits on it is finished, when I don't know?"

"Ahem, senior brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's talk about something else."

"And your floor—"

"Senior brother, senior brother, we didn't drink well just now, let's have a few more drinks. Let me tell you, I really like this kid Xiao Luo. ”

"Really?"

"Of course, you see, this mission ......"

Tang Jiaren forgot what he wanted to say just now when he listened, and was turned by Tang Bingwen and continued to drink.

It was Tang Bingwen, thinking about Russell's words just now, and sighed in his heart.

I'm telling you to save Mr. Zhao's life no matter what.

Because, this mission is more difficult than imagined, and sometimes, there are trade-offs.

I hope you can understand this in time.