Douluo: The Soul Skill I Endowed All Things was exposed by Qian Renxue

Chapter 122 What are you?
Tang San stopped and looked at them proudly. His father was the Lord of Slaughter, the master of the capital of Slaughter. These little fish and shrimp still want to rebel?

Chen Xin, Gu Tong, and Old Poison looked at those people appearing on the competition stage, the corners of their mouths slightly raised, it was okay, they didn't raise a group of white-eyed wolves during this time.

They are still waiting. Such a thing can help them quickly screen out a group of people with firm minds, and those people will definitely be helpful to them.

Although they couldn't figure out what Si Qingfeng wanted to do, they had all seen the changes in the Slaughter City during this period, and secretly guessed that this might be the result he wanted.

Among the crowd, those who were afraid to face Tang Hao saw more and more people standing opposite him, so they mustered their courage and stepped forward.

They all still remembered Si Qingfeng's words at that time, "Share the blessings and share the difficulties."

There are also some weaker people who have no sense of belonging to Si Qingfeng, but seeing that everyone has stood up now, it seems a bit out of place if they don't go, so they also start to move their feet and stand behind the crowd.

This kind of person, commonly known as a bastard, is also called Erwuzi.

Looking at the people standing opposite him, Tang Hao frowned more and more.

On the opposite side, there are more and more people, and the competition platform is almost full.

The blood energy was released, and the Title Douluo's aura was unreserved, "You guys can't rebel if you want to!"

Feeling the powerful aura, some weak and weak people were so frightened that they fell on the people behind them.

Xing Yi stood at the front of the line, staring at the pressure, took a step back, and then moved his foot back firmly!

Never give in!

"I, Xing Yi, will never back down!"

She gritted her teeth and vowed to protect this hard-won emotion to the death. In this cold city of killing, there was only a trace of warmth left!
The man's gentle smile appeared in her mind, this is her strength!
With her leadership, those who were about to be retreated stabilized their bodies and clenched their hands into fists.

"That's right, we want to protect the current rules!"

They were not all born to kill.

Looking at their appearance, Tang Hao sneered, "A bunch of mobs!"

With that said, let's do it.

Suddenly, three piercing sounds came, drawing everyone's attention to the sky.

Looking up, the old poisonous three were standing in the air with their hands behind their hands.

"Tang Hao, is it appropriate to attack a group of juniors?" Gu Tong said lightly. At this moment, there are so many people on his side, even if he is not an opponent of Title Douluo, it is not a problem to resist a little.

What's more, there are three people including himself, Chen Xin, and the old poison, and Tang Hao is the only one facing him, so there is nothing to worry about.

Tang Hao looked at the three of them, and pulled Tang San back behind him with a cold expression, "Are you really going to rebel?"

"What's the talk of rebellion? We're just trying to protect the interests of Mr. Si." Gu Tong spread his hands, unmoved.

The matter has not yet reached the point of irreversibility, and the two sides cannot tear each other apart, at least not until Tang Hao's attitude is clarified.

Hearing the other party's words, Tang Hao thought of that face, and his ability to manufacture such a large number of soul tools, and was slightly moved.

Taking a deep breath, he gave everyone a vicious look, "Let's go, go see this Mr. Si."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, not only that the other party withdrew the domain, but also the sense of fear and oppression. After all, he is the Lord of Slaughter.

Didn't wait for these people, took Tang San and jumped up, within a few jumps, came to the hotel entrance.

Go straight in and find Si Qingfeng's room.

Entering the door, Tang San tilted his head, saw Si Qingfeng's figure, and was stunned.

It's him?

When he was in Tiandou Empire, he had seen each other before.

In memory, this person should be called Si Qingfeng, Dai Mubai mentioned it to himself many times, the two have a deep hatred.

Seeing the person coming, Si Qingfeng was full of doubts, "Yo, why are you here?"

Looking at his calm appearance, Tang Hao was puzzled, he really didn't know?
"Mr. Si, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Huh?" Si Qingfeng pretended not to understand what he meant, and shrugged, "What did I do?"

Tang Hao didn't know if he really didn't understand, or if he didn't understand, he sighed, "Hey, why do you want to prohibit the killing in the hell killing field?"

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Si Qingfeng suddenly realized, "Those people have borrowed money from me. Only by ensuring their safety can they pay back the money. Otherwise, who will pay back their money, you?"

Tang Hao frowned, "How much do they owe you in total?"

He felt that if some bloody marys were consumed, the killing fields of hell could return to their original appearance, and it would be okay.

Si Qingfeng turned around and walked to the table, "Wait a minute, let me take a look."

Then, the Tang family father and son saw him take out a bundle of papers and start counting them one by one.

The two waited like this, feeling a little restless in their hearts.

"Are you ready?" Tang Hao couldn't help urging.

"Not yet." Si Qingfeng shook his head, "Oh, don't interrupt me, I forgot to count how many, now it's all right, I have to start from the beginning."

They saw that Si Qingfeng put the paper in his hand on the table again and started counting again.

After a long time, Tang Hao couldn't bear it any longer, walked to his side, and pressed his hand on the paper, "How much?"

"Seven thousand two!" Si Qingfeng held the paper in his arms and looked at him with some dissatisfaction.

Tang Hao let out a long breath, picked up the remaining papers on the table, and roughly divided them into three stacks, "Little San, come here, you help count together."

Hearing this, Tang San also came over and took the list from his father.

Si Qingfeng smiled and said, "Oh, you are so kind, I am too slow to count by myself, and with your help, it will be much faster."

Tang Hao ignored him, really not in the mood.

Looking at the receipt in his hand, after seeing the terms clearly, he couldn't help but open it to look at the next chapter.

The content of each chapter is exactly the same, just changed the name!
It says, borrow 30, repay three cups a day, for [-] consecutive days!
Even a fool can understand that each chapter of these lists is sixty!
Looking at the thickness of the receipt in Si Qingfeng's hand, and then at the thickness of the receipt in his own hand, and his son's, Tang Hao took a deep breath.

"These are all people who asked you to borrow money?"

Si Qingfeng nodded, blinked, and looked at the other party innocently, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Then, he dropped the list in his hand, "It's all because you interrupted me again, I forgot to count again!"

He ignored his complaints at all, and silently calculated this huge number in his heart.

The thickness of the document in his hand was a little less than what he had counted before, but it was two-thirds of the thickness just now.

And the sum of the hands of the three people is twice as much as just now, adding up to more than 2 at least.

According to the calculation of 12, each card is 13, which is [-], leaving some room for [-]!
These, I don't seem to be unbearable.

(End of this chapter)