Huadu's strongest master against the sky

Chapter 132 [Middle East Soldier King Comes]

There were quite a few people in the surrounding stands. An old man was sitting on the leather sofa, wearing a white Tang suit, with two luminous pearls spinning in his hands.

Behind him stood more than a dozen masters, dressed in neat white clothes, with a big Tang character printed on the white clothes.

He is Lord Tang who is well-known in the dark world of Northwest China. Although he cannot be on the stage, he cannot be compared with the sect of the aristocratic family.

But Master Tang's strength should not be underestimated, even the big families dare not offend.

There were two men standing not far in front of Master Tang, one of them was wearing a leather jacket studded with rivets.

But the man's eyes are like a falcon, which cannot be ignored.

The second man had a hulking back, a full 1.9 meters tall, and stood there like a hill.

"Master Tang is the Falcon we just bought. He is a late-stage martial artist and is proficient in various fighting techniques. He is a popular player in Southeast Asian death fighting competitions, and he is likely to enter the top ten or even higher.

This is Explosive Tiger, a late-stage martial artist, but he is a horizontal martial artist who comes from the Tantric Buddhist school.His body is said to be impenetrable to bullets, and he is also a popular fighter in fighting competitions. "

A person next to him couldn't help introducing.

Master Tang raised his eyelids lazily: "Okay, very good. Now that brat has something to play with. He won't pester me every day anymore."

"Well, with the strength of these two young masters, it's hard to deal with!"

"It will take longer this way, and I will save a lot of worry."

Master Tang let out a sigh of relief.

……

Ye Qingtian and Fan Jingyu walked around in the city that never sleeps. The bustling night scene of this border town is really astonishing.

No less than the bustling urban area of ​​Jincheng...

"I used to come here often to practice martial arts. Based on my understanding of Lord Tang, he should be at its peak at this time. Where is the most prosperous place in the city that never sleeps?"

Fan Jingyu explained.

"Okay, go to Dingsheng!"

Ye Qingtian said.

"boom……"

But at this moment, with the roar of the huge engine, a black Lamborghini bat unexpectedly stopped beside Ye Qingtian and the two of them.

"Fan Jingyu is that you?"

The window rolled down, revealing a face with sunglasses.

"Half-step Martial King?"

Ye Qingtian's eyes flashed, this man unexpectedly has such a level of cultivation, he is much stronger than Fan Jingyu, Qin Lingtian and others, and he is chasing Ling Tianlong directly.

This city that never sleeps is really a land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"Tang Wuzhen is you!"

It was obvious that Fan Jingyu knew him, and his complexion changed drastically.

"Do you know?"

Ye Qingtian asked curiously.

"She is Lord Tang's son."

Fan Jing said.

Involuntarily speaking, Tang Wuzhen got out of the car quickly, and his powerful aura locked onto Fan Jingyu.

"Fan Jingyu let you escape a few times before, where will you escape this time?"

Tang Wuzhen seemed to be staring at his prey, his eyes sparkling.

It can be said that Fan Jingyu and Tang Wuzhen came from the same school, and they practiced martial arts in the city that never sleeps since they were young.

Tang Wuzhen is a full-fledged combat madman, and he finds someone to fight a duel almost every day.

The mild ones cannot get out of bed for half a year, while the severe ones lose all their martial arteries.

If you don't compare with him, first abolish it, and then kill it by various means.

There were no less than a few hundred people destroyed by Tang Wuxie, even more cruel than his father, Lord Tang.

There is a title of "devil" in the city that never sleeps.

Fan Jingyu is strong, so he is naturally his choice.

Fan Jingyu knew very well that he was not his opponent, so he naturally tried every means to escape every time.

Fan Jingyu thought of something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I will not run away today, I will go with you!"

"Really?"

This made Tang Wuxi stunned.

Today is uncharacteristically.

"Naturally, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Fan Jingyu asked back.

An excited look appeared on Tang Wuzhen's face: "It seems that you have something to rely on? But let me see how much you weigh."

Suddenly, Tang Wuxi looked at Ye Qingtian: "Your friend? Don't worry, I only want his leg and an arm later. I won't kill him."

The corner of Ye Qingtian's mouth twitched into a sneer: "It's up to you?"

Tang Wuzhen smiled instead of anger: "The only opponent in my eyes is Fan Jingyu. I will not argue with an ant. That would be too embarrassing."

"En! If you want to be the young master's opponent, at least you have to be a martial artist. You are an ordinary person, and the young master doesn't even bother to kill you!"

Tang Wuzhen's younger brothers sneered.

After that, no one paid attention to Ye Qingtian.

After all, the qualifications to be able to talk to Tang Wuzhen are at least warriors, Ye Qingtian is an ordinary person and they don't bother to take a second look.

"Let's go, don't think about running this time."

In the end, Tang Wuxi drove Ye Qingtian and Fan Jingyu to the Dingsheng club.

Tang Wuzhen directly led Ye Qingtian and the two to the topmost floor of Dingsheng.

……

the other side.

On the highway, an off-road vehicle was galloping fast.

Inside the car, there were three women and one man.

The three daughters are Kang Yahui, Tan Yushi and Qiao Qiao.

The man driving the car was wearing sunglasses, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, with flirtatious eyes, flirting with the three of Kang Yahui from time to time.

He is the "Sandstorm" Li Zhixuan, the king of soldiers in the Middle East that Kang Yahui said.

"Li Zhixuan, let me warn you, don't get Qiaoqiao and Yushi's attention!"

Kang Yahui warned.

Li Zhixuan smiled evilly: "Of course I don't have any thoughts about them, but I want to ask do you need bodyguards? The ones who are close to you 24 hours a day? No salary, I'll pay you!"

"Go away! You big rascal!"

Kang Yahui scolded.

"What? Missy is jealous again?"

Li Zhixuan laughed.

Kang Yahui's face turned serious: "Stop making trouble, let's talk about business. Are you really sure about dealing with Ye Xiaoyao?"

"Hmph! It's just one jump of Clown Liang, and he's vulnerable."

Li Zhixuan snorted coldly: "Besides, this time I want to get the treasure of the city that never sleeps, then I will be invincible!"

"What kind of treasure is it? It makes you so confident?"

Jojo asked curiously.

She still didn't believe that the king of soldiers in the Middle East could defeat Ye Xiaoyao, in her eyes Ye Xiaoyao was invincible.

It's not like this oily, hooligan-like Middle Eastern soldier king can compare.

"This is a secret for the time being! By the way, I heard that Miss Qiao Qiao has a crush on Ye Xiaoyao? Let's see how I beat him up. At that time, Miss Qiao Qiao must not fall in love with me."

Li Zhixuan blinked at Qiao Qiao and made a gesture of love.

On the top floor of the Everbright City Summit Club.

"Father, who do you think I brought?"

After Tang Wuzhen came to the top floor, he said with a smile, with an air of asking for credit.

"En? It turned out to be Fan Jingyu, the young master of the Fan family? Why didn't he die and still appear here?"

Everyone under Mr. Tang was surprised.

"Yeah! I still ask you, didn't the death designer go to kill him?"

Tang Wuzhen asked back.

Master Tang's complexion changed, and he shook his head: "I don't know about that either."

(End of this chapter)