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The model machine fell down, and blood flowed from the knife edge where the right lion tooth was pulled out.

Guan Tieqiang was stunned, and Cen Zhuo and the others were also surprised. No one saw how they fought. It seemed that the model machine gave up attacking suddenly and was pierced by a knife.

"Why..." Guan Tieqiang loosened his tie, "That's the upright and ruthless Zheng Yuan from the Qinglong Branch of the Lion Hall!"

Cen Zhuo lowered his hand holding the gun, the big boss who had been stunned for a while, ended up like this in the end, and the matter was settled with one blow.

Guan Tieqiang was speechless: "Zheng Yuan is known as the Little Peony Lion. In Jianghan, he faced the army of dyers across the river by himself. He fought for two hours and was able to finish him off in 10 minutes..."

In front, Zhu Yeliang shook off the blood on the knife, and the left and right lion teeth were sheathed.

By no means good.

This guy took the lives of the arhat Wei Xiao and the ruthless Zheng Yuan in one day, and killed the green dragon in the east and the white tiger in the west. If the Western Branch can have such an ally, the future is limitless.

Zhuo Yeliang walked towards Cen Zhuo and scanned him habitually. Black Dice moved his limbs with his chest in his mouth, and Reincarnation Fire also quickly approached. The four of them looked at the management area in front of them at the same time. The area was several hundred square meters and it was open. The office center of the city, where hundreds of civilian cadres manage the affairs of Xingdu and even the entire west.

They have finally arrived.

Now is the best time to pass the test and finish in one go. Cen Zhuo suddenly rushed to Guan Tieqiang, grabbed his collar, and held a special gun against his jawbone.

Guan Tieqiang turned pale with shock, and quickly raised his hands, not daring to move.

"Cen Zhuo!" Zhu Yeliang roared, "Put down the gun!"

It was the first time he yelled at him like this, Cen Zhuo shuddered, and stared at him blankly, they had clearly agreed, they pretended to recruit security into the core area of ​​Ghost Town, take down this prison, and seize Xingdu.

"We're here to recruit," said Zhuyeliang, "don't be impulsive."

He has already entered the core area, Guan Tieqiang is in his hand, Cen Zhuo doesn't understand, what is he still playing?

"But they want us to die, Gao Xiu almost died just now!"

Zhui Yeliang didn't say much, just repeated: "Cen Zhuo, put down the gun."

Cen Zhuo didn't let go, confronted him with staring eyes, Zhu Yeliang made a sudden move, grabbing his shoulder with lightning speed, snatching the gun, saving people, and counterattacking in one go, Cen Zhuo was firmly pinned to the ground by him .

"Brother Cen!" Gao Xiu and Yuan Zhen exclaimed.

Cen Zhuo pressed his face against the cold floor, squeezed out of shape, and asked Zhui Yeliang with red eyes: "What the hell happened to you!"

Zhuo Yeliang didn't answer, and said lightly: "Cen Zhuo, trust me."

The corners of Cen Zhuo's eyes were wet, perhaps because he was holding him down like this, stinging, humiliating, and embarrassed: "Then you say 'ding dong'."

Ding Dong, every time Zhu Yeliang tried to appease him, he would say these two words, a very simple onomatopoeia, but it is worth a thousand words.

But Zhui Yeliang couldn't tell, it was a spell between them, it carried too many things, the first meeting in Shenyang, Dalan's dream come true, fighting side by side in Beifu, Taitu's love sprouted, Wulan Qia The remorse, Lancheng's irresistible love, and of course, Xingdu's deceit... Zhuyeliang was silent.

Cen Zhuo was most afraid of his silence, and stretched out his hand to grab his shoulder, but he dodged it guiltily. At this moment, a huge laughter resounded from the entire management area. It was insolent, harsh, and pervasive. It was a loudspeaker.

Zhui Yeliang stood up, looked around, the metal floor began to vibrate under his feet, and a motor was spinning. The civilian staff in the management area lined up and withdrew from both sides. Behind them, a huge alloy gate was slowly lifted. The skeletons of private soldiers are fan-shaped to guard a small room.

The door was open, and there was only a desk in the room. There was no decoration on the walls, not even a carpet, and there was a triangle pattern on the floor.

A thin man stood up from behind the desk. The suit was beautiful, especially the shoes, which were intricately carved and shiny leather, spotless.

Cen Zhuo was surprised that there was actually a gate behind the third heaven!

Who is the man behind this gate?

"We met for the first time." The man turned off the loudspeaker at hand and came out of the small room. The skeleton army automatically changed to make way for him, "Western Branch, Guan Tieqiang."

Cen Zhuo was stunned, he was Guan Tieqiang, then... he looked back, who was it that he pointed the gun at just now?

Can only be an insignificant stand-in.

"Three heavens, three checkpoints," Guan Tieqiang put his hands in his pockets, looking like a gentleman, "just to pave the way for this moment, what the dyeing company wants is loyalty, and you, barely pass the checkpoint."

A layer of sweat broke out on Cen Zhuo's forehead, just now, he almost failed.Thanks to Zhuyeliang, forcing him to put down the gun, mercilessly pinning him to the ground, making him sad, and continuing to play tricks with him.

He looked behind Guan Tieqiang, which was the real core area of ​​Menggui City, a small hut the size of a palm, staying in it all day, no different from the prisoners locked outside.

"Listen, Jialantang," Guan Tieqiang said lazily, "The recruitment conditions of the dyeing society, first, you give up all the cities that you occupy, headed by Beifu, second, exit Lianyunguan, and change the lotus flag, third, The chairman, Cen Zhuo, will stay in Jianghan, and his duties will be arranged separately."

Cen Zhuo wished he could pick up the gun, it was too fucking deceptive.

Zhui Yeliang put his shoulders on his shoulders and said calmly: "Listen to the western branch too. If you want Jialantang to submit, first, all the cities headed by Beifu will be assigned cadres by Jialantang. Second, the president can stay in Jianghan, but It is necessary to arrange positions above the head of the four major branches, and thirdly, in exchange, even inside and outside Yunguan, all the cities under the name of Jialantang will hang the lotus flag."

This is negotiation, coming and going, shamelessly asking prices.

Guan Tieqiang smiled: "The tone is not small." Then, he frowned, "Two and three are fine, but one is not."

"Guan Branch," Zhu Yeliang said without any hesitation, "You haven't passed the customs, have you? The north of Lianyun Pass is a large piece of unclaimed land, rich in resources and sparsely populated. Jialantang is based in Shenyang, and within a year, no In half a year, all the south of Xianbeilia can be included in the pocket, you have to understand that by then such a large area will be hung with the lotus flag!"

Guan Tieqiang was stunned. He had always only stared at Jianghan's three-acre land, and never thought about the north. From the perspective of Jialantang, if he wanted to go north, the North Mansion was indeed an important strategic rear, and he would never give up.

This is their bargaining base price.

"Okay," Guan Tieqiang agreed, "I agree with your conditions, but correspondingly, Jialantang must show sincerity."

Zhui Yeliang walked up: "Please tell me."

Guan Tieqiang glanced at the four of them: "You, here, put the mark of the dyeing society on the spot."

He was referring to spray paint, spraying the lotus emblem on the conspicuous part of the skeleton, "Okay," Zhui Yeliang said without hesitation, "Come on, start with me."

Gao Xiu and Yuan Zhen hesitated, and both looked at Cen Zhuo.

Cen Zhuo pursed his lips, blinked his eyelashes slowly, and agreed.

It was originally not like this. Before, he respected Zhui Yeliang's opinion, but he also had his own influence. I don't know when he started to be obedient to that guy, just like...

Lost myself.

The painting is divided into two steps. First, the mold is used to corrode the surface of the armor to form a concave pattern, and then the pit is filled with expansion paint. some degree of damage.

Both the black dice and the reincarnated fire marks were hit on the left chest, and it was more troublesome to cool the night. For a skeleton, I had to spray it on the "clavicle" that fixes the shoulder blades and chest, and a lotus flower bloomed, shining impressively.

Cen Zhuo glanced around, the combat effectiveness of Type [-] private armor was not strong, but it was superior in numbers, and there were other cadres and armed personnel of the dyeing society, it was not easy for them to succeed.

At this time, Guan Tieqiang said: "President Cen, please accept the mark."

Cen Zhuo was taken aback, and glared at him angrily.

"It's just a brand," Guan Tieqiang narrowed his eyes, "I'm going to belong to the Shunran Society, do you still care about a small piece of skin?"

Cen Zhuo looked at Zhuyeliang, but that person didn't look at him.

"President Cen's behavior makes me doubt the sincerity of Jialantang's surrender." Guan Tieqiang put pressure on him.

Cen Zhuo still stared at Zhu Yeliang, wanting to wait for him to turn around, even if it was just a glance.

But that person didn't, but was secretly gathering energy for Lion's Roar.

"President Cen!" Guan Tieqiang urged.

Cen Zhuo yanked open the lapel of his shirt, and the buttons popped all over the floor. He took off his clothes and threw them on the ground, revealing a gorgeous peony tattoo, like clouds, like fire, and scorching eyes.

Someone blew a whistle. I don't know if it was a cadre or a prisoner. It was meant to be provocative, which made Cen Zhuo ashamed.

It is indeed beautiful, no one can deny that if a young man's body can really take over a large area of ​​land in the north in the future, this body will carry half of the country, and he is the proud son of heaven who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Yuzawa.

Three staff members, two of them pressed Cen Zhuo's shoulders from left and right, and the other held a lotus-shaped soldering iron. After being energized and heated, facing the "zenith" above the peony bushes, the sensitive skin under the seventh joint of the cervical vertebrae, Print it hard.

Peonies are truly national, and they move the world when they bloom.

The silt comes out of the stalk, a gentleman's flower.

Peony and lotus, competing for beauty in the same body, with high temperature and burning pain, Cen Zhuo gritted his teeth, refusing to make a sound, everyone looked at him, at this wild flower Good flowers are devastated by the heat.

After the lion's roar had gathered energy, Liuliyan pulled up the calibration line, passed through the real Guan Tieqiang, a small phalanx behind him, and the office in the core area, and finally aimed at the triangular pattern on the ground at a [-]-degree depression angle.

With a bang, it came out of nowhere.

Everyone squatted down and felt that the ghost city was trembling.

Guan Tieqiang disappeared. To be precise, he disappeared.Behind him is the core area that was blasted. A hole was blasted in the center of the triangular pattern on the floor. The shells entered obliquely. In the rising dust and obscuring gunpowder smoke, Zhu Yeliang carried out a harvest-like strangulation on the skeletons of the soldiers. .

Cen Zhuo made a set of neat combos, got rid of the person controlling him, and quickly ran towards Zhu Yeliang, the blood on the back of his neck oozed out little by little, vermilion, like a real hibiscus, from budding to blooming.

The melee began, with bullets and gunfire firing indiscriminately, black dice dropped neutron fields at several key locations, and the reincarnation fire maneuvered to release high-temperature flames. The remains of private soldiers quickly piled up like a hill, and the Western Branch's rulers put on Bones go into battle.

Amidst the whistling stray bullets and rumbling cannons, Cen Zhuo chased Zhu Yeliang. The guy only gave him a back view without turning his head, and broke through directly to the core area. Cen Zhuo didn't know what he was going to do, Guan Tieqiang was already dead , It doesn't make sense to enter that hut, why doesn't he want to look back, look back at himself!

"Yezi!" Cen Zhuo shouted, tripped and fell to the ground.

Zhui Yeliang finally turned around and saw him in the explosion, with vertical and horizontal ballistic trajectories flickering around, without thinking, he heeled from the core area, put away the lion's tooth knife and ran towards him.

An arm coagulated with flesh and blood, and an indestructible alloy arm stretched out towards each other at the same time, fingertips towards fingertips, in the golden gunfire, under the scattered shrapnel, they were about to collide...

At this time, from the office in the core area, from under the exploded triangular floor, a voice rang out in horror, shouting heartbreakingly: "Zhuyeliang—!"