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"Old man, don't look too much like yourself!" Even though he was mentioned, Huangfu Shenwei was still calm as usual, but showed a contemptuous smile.

The old man has long known that those old guys have lived too long, and they are obsessed with power and so much that they can't extricate themselves. They saw that the old man had been developing here for more than ten years, and they were worried that the old man would affect their interests, so they wanted to take back the old man's territory!" the Night King's round eyes shone brightly, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and he smiled hideously.

"Lord Night King, that's not the case! Please be merciful! I'm just here to discuss the distribution of benefits!" Shangguan Shen, a middle-aged uncle in a black coat, persuaded again and again.

"Hmph, isn't the old man giving them enough money every year! When it comes to the distribution of benefits, it is best for the old man to give them all this territory, so that they can rest assured!" The Night King snorted heavily in his nostrils, and his tone was not good.

"Hehe! This town composed of women** and old men**, I don't want to give it to me for nothing!" Huangfu Shenwei sneered a few times, and his strength complained.

"Commander, just say a few words, don't get things to the point where you can't take care of it!"

"Shenwei, you have repeatedly provoked the old man, can you really be the old man who can't help you!" The Night King's face was so gloomy that he almost dripped water, his eyes were half-squinted, and his hands couldn't help but increase their strength.

"Is it? It's a pity, just with you, a humanoid obscene thing corrupted on a woman's belly, you really can't help me!" Huangfu Shenwei smiled contemptuously, and suddenly exerted force, surrounded by an invisible white aura, shook the Night King's big hand, Miao Fengxian, and kicked the Night King's ribs, and at the same time, the fist that secretly carried enough spiritual power with the power of Wan Jun blasted into the Night King's armpit.

"Huh?" The Night King didn't expect it, and for a moment he let go of Shenwei, sensing the force of the attack on him, and suddenly lifted the table next to him, blocking the attack of the Emperor Fu's Shenwei.

"It turns out that you have also advanced to the realm of Jindan, no wonder you bastard boy dare to come to the old man to spread wild! However, the cultivation in the middle of Jindan is too much! When the old man was crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, your kid was not yet born!" The Night King was so angry that his face was hideous, but he laughed angrily, his fists were clenched, and he slammed into the table like thunder, attacking the emperor's divine power from the other table.

There was a crunch click, and the table was torn apart and debris flew.

Bang bang

In the next moment, the two approached again, the same hideous faces, and the same punch blasted out.

Bang!

Drops of bright red blood slowly dripped down.

"Oh yes, Lord Night King, for the sake of us missing an arm and a dead person, please don't worry about us!" Between the fists of the two, Shangguan Shen, who was facing the Night King, looked down at his left arm that was dripping blood, his expression was indifferent, and he did not lose the pain of his left hand at all.

Beside him, the middle-aged fat uncle grabbed the hand that ran through his chest with both hands, his eyes full of incredulity and grievance. I really didn't expect that I would die not at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of the regiment commander.

"Hmph! The young people nowadays don't know how to respect the old too much!" the night king Miao Fengxian snorted coldly, turned around and brushed his sleeves away. "Tell those old guys, don't annoy the old man, or the old man will finish them off with his own hands!"

Huangfu Shenwei withdrew his hand, didn't look at the fallen middle-aged fat uncle, his bloodstained hand gently scraped his lower lip, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said coldly: "It's a pity! I thought I could kill it with one blow!"

"Commander, self-confidence is a good thing!But don't forget our purpose this time, we can't complete the above tasks by fighting and killing!" Shangguan Shen looked at Huangfu Shenwei with shame, and said helplessly.

After speaking, Shangguan Shen simply bandaged the wound on his broken arm, picked up the spear casually, and walked downstairs.

"Shangguan Shen, where are you going?"

"It's my deputy's responsibility to wipe your buttocks, I'll go down and deal with a few little mice now!" Shangguan Shen patted his forehead and sighed in his heart. Alas, I don't know how much I wiped my ass for this leader, and I really don't know if it's good or bad to follow such a leader.

"Oh, is it?" the Imperial Father didn't see the slightest movement in his expression, still smiling. "By the way, that child is the child of the Oiran! Coincidentally, I also want to meet the beautiful woman who is rumored to be fascinated by the Night King, and will not hesitate to give up everything!

"Whatever you want!" Shangguan Shen waved his hand and didn't look back.

At the passage on the fifth floor, Jiang Xiaofan and the other three cautiously looked at Shangguan Shen in front of him wearing a black horse coat, only to see Shangguan Shen standing with a spear in his hand, his long black hair scattered on his shoulders, a pair of eyebrows like thick ink, a high nose bridge, and thick lips, all depicting the appearance of a tough guy.

At this moment, Shangguan Shen stood alone, quite with the momentum of a husband and a wife, and the cultivation of the peak of the knot was fully revealed, and the invisible coercion was exuding.

At the same time, in a room on the sixth floor, Huangfu Shenwei patted the blood on his hands with a smile on his face and a comfortable expression. Beneath him, two masked women lay unconscious, their hands still bleeding.

Qingming sat on the ground in fear, constantly retreating, for fear that the demon in front of him would kill him.

"Oh, it's not good to stay obediently! If I run around, I'll have a hard time!" Huangfu Shenwei squinted and smiled, and the bright smile on his face couldn't see the ferocity of seeing blood when he shot at all.

"Evil, demon, don't come here!" Harumi stepped back in horror, his trembling voice revealing his panic.

At the same time, next to the stairs on the third floor and the fourth floor.

"Chief, please give way!" Qianfang's women looked at Yue Yong, who was guarding the stairs alone, and couldn't bear to do anything to her, so they advised in a kind voice.

"Okay, I want the slave family to give way, unless you step on the corpse of the slave family!" Yue Yong did not give an inch, standing in place, holding a dagger in her hand, and her determination was already indicated between actions.

"Chief, my subordinates don't want to do anything to you!

"The slave family is still the same sentence! If you want to go over, step on the corpse of the slave family!"

"In that case, the subordinates are offended!" Qianfang's women glanced at each other, nodded, and threw their daggers one after another.

Suddenly, countless daggers roared towards the moon, and the dense daggers shone with silver light, forming a reflective wall. Qianfang's women bowed and prepared, and as long as Yue Yong dodged and revealed a gap, they quickly jumped over the stairs. They are also very clear about Yue Yong's skills, and these thrown daggers can't hurt her at all. In addition, they are also very grateful to Yue Yong, so naturally they don't want to fight with her.

However, to their surprise, Yue Yong had no intention of backing down at all.

Yue Yong waved the dagger in her hand, and knocked down the daggers thrown at her one by one in a single shot.

Ding ding ding ding, between the collision of daggers and daggers, countless sparks burst out, and countless daggers fell in front of Yue Yong.

(End of chapter)

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