Tianshu's concerns are actually legitimate in some ways.

In case you encounter hard stubble, really give you some hard try, is this bit really enough for people to step on?

"Don't you like blood, are you cowardly?" asked the invincible Xiaoqiang.

Tianshu said: "I only like the gore that can win the battle!"

Invincible Xiaoqiang said: "Then you just don't have confidence in Brother Fu?"

Tianshu: "%......&**###"

"People in the rivers and lakes, we can't help ourselves, there are some things we have to face!" Maybe it's because of the soldiers, although Ren Wulang is usually low-key, he has never been afraid of anyone in doing things.

When Tianshu was entangled in whether to go or not, he subconsciously looked at the funeral night twice, but the eyes of the funeral night were flat and he couldn't see any birds at all.

The further you go, the more people there are, and all kinds of clothes represent different sects.

There are also forces that set up offices in the stockade to provide drug supply and trading services.

On the night of the funeral, I even saw the memorial arches hung up by the Southern Alliance and the Yipinhui, compared to other less powerful forces, these two organizations were obviously superior in size and momentum.

In addition to regular trading transactions, they also provide a large number of agency services.

In order to avoid the target being too big, after entering Yanyun Village, they dispersed, and on the night of the funeral, they found a hidden place to take off the half-leaf mask on their faces, and changed into decent clothes, and then transformed into a personable beautiful man.

Although the reputation of the funeral night is all the rage in the south of the city, few people have actually seen his true face.

After taking off the mask, even if he ran in front of Tu Shangqian a few times now, it is estimated that the other party will not recognize him.

Yanyun Village doesn't know what day it is today, anyway, there are a lot of heroes gathered in the rivers and lakes, and at noon, everyone rushed to the sacrificial platform in the center of the village.

"Brother, do you have a sore foot!" On the way to the altar with the crowd of people on the funeral night, he was suddenly stopped by Tianshu, at first he thought he was recognized by Tianshu, but when he looked closely, the other party's expression didn't seem to be like that.

The funeral night replied: "It doesn't hurt!"

Tianshu rolled his eyes and said, "I hurt!"

Then the funeral night found that he had been stepping on Tianshu's feet, although the pain has been infinitely weakened compared to reality, but being stepped on like this, my heart will be uncomfortable.

After removing the foot that was stepping on Tianshu, Funeral Night asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Tianshu replied: "It doesn't hurt!"

Then he watched the funeral night swagger away from him like a proud duck, without even a polite word like "I'm sorry".

"Who the hell is this?" Tianshu's face darkened on the spot, but considering that he was weak, he didn't bother with the funeral night again.

After arriving at the sacrificial platform in the center of Yanyun Village, the funeral night was also shocked by the scene in front of him, and countless people stood there to discuss.

It seems that this party was organized by the Yipinhui.

It didn't take long for Liu Chengwan and Yang Zitao to also appear in front of the city, as the president and vice president of the Hero Association, the two did not smile at all in this event, on the contrary, the eyes of the two sides even seemed to have sparks when they collided.

"I'm grass, can the battle for the president of the Hero Club be reliable?"

After a familiar voice came to his ears, Funeral Night found that Tianshu and a group of members of the Hero Guild had come to him at some point.

"Hey, it's you again!" Tianshu didn't know why he always felt bad in his heart after seeing the funeral night.

"Do you know me?" Funeral Night also wanted to know how many people were familiar with his true face, so he pretended to be confused in front of Tianshu.

Tianshu looked at his feet and said, "You stepped on my feet just now, so I know you, don't you have an impression?"

Funeral Night thought for a few seconds and then stepped on Tianshu's foot a few more times: "Now I have an impression!" and then turned to the other side with his hands behind his back.

Tianshu: "%%%¥%¥......"

"Boss, what's the situation?" the brothers stared indignantly at the back of the funeral night, and looked at the meaning, as long as Tianshu gave an order, they could kill immediately.

"It's nothing! it should be an acquaintance!" But Tianshu never paid much attention to this matter, and instead showed a reassuring smile on his face!

After coming to the other end of the crowd on the funeral night, I saw some acquaintances, and in addition to Jing Hongyan on the Nanmeng side, Ling Feiyan and Ouyang Jie also appeared.

Ouyang Jie has not recovered since he was buried at the Five Poisons Sect Altar last time and his strength was dispersed.

However, based on the factor of identity, the overall image is still as glamorous as ever, and there are always some beautiful girls around him.

And Ling Feiyan felt that she was drifting away from Nanmeng because of some things within SAARC, and she didn't care much about help.

Her sister used to be the vice-leader of SAARC, but recently withdrew from the second position of SAARC for some reason.

"Fei Yan, who do you think will win the power battle between Liu Chengwan and Yang Zitao?" asked Ouyang Jie.

Ling Feiyan said: "In terms of ability alone, I think Yang Zitao is more suitable than Liu Chengwan to be the president of the Heroes Association. ”

Ouyang Jie smiled: "Yes, Yang Zitao is indeed capable, but unfortunately he shouldn't collude with the funeral night, so the winner of this power battle must be Liu Chengwan." ”

"Heh!" Ling Feiyan smiled and didn't answer, but her contemptuous eyes fell on Ouyang Jie's eyes without hesitation.

This made Ouyang Jie's arrogant self-esteem suffer a serious blow, "I really didn't expect that you are such a beautiful girl to like the bearded uncle on the funeral night, it seems that you and your sister have the same hobbies, is this genetic?"

"That's better than an embroidered pillow like you!" Ling Feiyan replied with a dark face.

Say she can. But she just can't say her sister.

"Okay!" Ouyang Jie was swallowed by her words for a long time and couldn't find his soul.

You don't have to swear words when you scold people, and you have to maintain the demeanor that a man should have, even if it's uncomfortable, you have to pretend to be magnanimous and don't care about her, which is so uncomfortable!

"Qianqian?" Ouyang Jie always felt hurt when chatting with Ling Feiyan, if it weren't for the delusion that he had always had about her in his heart, he probably wouldn't want to have any intersection with her again.

So Zhang Qianqian's appearance successfully made him shift his focus, pretending that all the embarrassment that happened just now no longer exists.

And although this young and beautiful girl does not have much popularity in the south of the city, she is quite famous in the circle of 100,000 miles of barren mountains.

Ouyang Jie remembered that when Ling Feiyan still had an important seat in SAARC in the past, the eldest lady had personally visited to discuss cooperation.

It's just that at that time, because the support prospects of the shameless and obscene lime powder were very broad, they didn't pay attention to the Miss Zhang family, who didn't know the details.

As the situation in the rivers and lakes unfolds, the life experience of this mysterious beautiful girl is gradually known, and her existence is enough to compete with messy.

Therefore, the appearance of Zhang Qianqian also made Ouyang Jie sprout the heart of friendship, so as to add a bargaining chip to the division of interests within SAARC in the future.

(End of chapter)