Chapter 153: Movement in All Directions, Movement in Qiao's Mansion
Qiao's Mansion, the most luxurious mansion in Bluestone Town.
In a richly and luxuriously decorated hall, several figures sat around in different postures, all of whom were dressed in gorgeous costumes without exception, looking graceful and wealthy.
The only thing that catches the eye is that sitting in the center is a rather thin middle-aged figure.
This person's whole person was shrouded in a pitch-black cloak, and even his face was wearing a strange beast-shaped mask, and when he looked closely, it was actually in the shape of a wind fox.
Behind him, two young men stood left and right, with a look of arrogance.
And as the head of the Qiao family, which is envied by outsiders, the rich and noble Bodhisattva Qiao Sanchang is sitting in the last position at this moment.
"My lord, Qiao has really done his best. Last time, the Zhan family was bound to lose the game, and winning the Bluestone League was almost nine out of ten. But who would have thought that Zhan Tianxiong would invite the great god of Feng Manlou" Qiao Sanbian was a little helpless, and said respectfully.
He knew in his heart that these people were all the God of Wealth of the Qiao family, and they couldn't offend any of them.
The reason why the Qiao family has been able to develop from a wealthy gentry to today's power is not something that can be done simply by relying on secular finances.
"What I didn't expect was that during the junior dispute, a wild boy who didn't know where he came from halfway actually defeated Duan Feng at the last critical moment, which made our plan fall short and was picked up by Zhan Tianxiong" Qiao San's eyes swept over the black-robed man without a trace, and said through gritted teeth.
Even if the arrival of Feng Manlou only kept the two sides in a stalemate, after all, there were also cows, ghosts, snakes, gods and other masters on their side, so they would not have no chance.
Who would have thought that a small warrior would become the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Hearing Qiao Sanbian's explanation, none of the people present spoke, they all had a secretive expression, and their eyes looked at the figure under the black robe intentionally or unintentionally.
After a while, the black-robed man finally moved slightly, his eyes passed everywhere, as if a poisonous snake was staring, and someone couldn't help but quietly shrink his body.
"Well, this is the end of the matter, it is useless to say more".
"If you can't do anything, how can you people sit here comfortably and talk to me?" The black-robed man's voice was a little dull and cold, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.
"Thank you for your understanding, presumably this time Hei Zewei, the head of the Qiao family will definitely not be disappointed," said an old man in gray clothes with gray hair and a fist, and the others also spoke.
Qiao San grinned, his heart sank slightly, but he didn't say anything.
"Hmph, this selection of Kurosawa is not as simple as you think, and it is not something that can be done by just some cats and dogs."
"The helmsman has an order, in this battle for places, among the top five, the Qiao family must win at least three. And you must not miss it, otherwise you will know the consequences."
As soon as the black-robed man's voice fell, everyone present looked dazed.
Bluestone Town has a total of places, and among the top five, three places are competed for, which is not ordinarily difficult.
For the sake of this competition, the big and small forces have long been gearing up, who dares to guarantee that there will not be one or two dark horses? Besides, the Meng family and the Qiao family are not soft persimmons......
Seeing everyone's reaction, the black-robed man seemed to have expected it, and he couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart. What the helmsman said was indeed right, they were all a group of guys who didn't see rabbits and didn't scatter eagles, and the mud couldn't hold up the wall.
"Hmph, everyone, be relieved, the helmsman has already prepared. Du Feng, Du Zhong, haven't you seen a few seniors?" the black-robed man tilted his head slightly and said to the two teenagers behind him.
Hearing this, the two teenagers each took a step forward and gently hugged their fists towards the few people present: "Du Feng, seventeen years old, eight-star martial artist; Du Zhong, thirteen years old, six-star martial artist, please take care of a few seniors", after the two opened one after another, they retreated, as if they were unwilling to say more.
Although these two people said politely, their expressions were arrogant, and even showed a trace of contempt, without the slightest concealment.
Young and frivolous, it is difficult to achieve great things!
But Qiao Sanbian made up his mind about the two teenagers.
Although I was also quite amazed by their cultivation, you must know that the "Three Sons of Bluestone" who were amazing at the beginning was just the cultivation of an eight-star martial artist.
However, that was just the cultivation when they first became famous, but at least it proved that these two teenagers did have good strength.
However, he will not reveal the slightest thought in his heart.
Not only him, but the people present are all "old fritters" who have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and since someone is willing to use them as a cannon, of course they are happy to light the fire.
As for success or failure, it is not harmful to oneself at all.
In the final analysis, they and each other are just using each other, and as for who can become the last fisherman, hehe, it depends on their respective abilities.
"That is, that is, it is not known whether Meng Fanlou of the Meng family will participate in the war, according to the past practices of the Meng family, most of them will not make a move easily, plus Qiao Zhengongzi of the Qiao family...... The younger generation of the Zhan family, there are almost no characters who can get their hands on it, hehe, at least two of the top three positions in this group are in the bag."
"Those juniors, we have already figured out their details, the highest strength is only a five-star martial artist, Du Zhong can completely take it" One of the chubby old men in Chinese clothes stroked the sparse beard and said with a smile.
A pair of eyes that were originally narrow and long were squeezed together by a fat face, and they almost narrowed into a slit, and they couldn't see what was inside at all.
"Hahaha, adults, friends, please rest assured, with two young heroes to make a move, it is a little more certain. ”
"My lord, please return to the helmsman, this battle for the place of Hei Zewei, the Qiao family is going all out. In addition, I have to rely on the two young heroes a lot" Perhaps because of excitement, Qiao San smiled a little harder, and the fat on his face flickered and trembled.
Du Feng and Du Zhong stood behind the black-robed man and did not speak, but only bowed their heads slightly.
Qiao Sanchang's smile was still the same, but a chill flashed in his heart.
The smell of meat is not dry, and you dare to despise me?
Hehe, people don't give me, I give it myself!
You old ghosts, don't let me down......
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