I have a shop [Comprehensive]

Theoretically speaking, there is actually no problem with Wanpeng Wang's move.

However, he missed a little bit.

That is, people's ambitions can't be killed.

If the black shop released it, not many people believed it at first.

Because there are two problems with this rumor, one is that people don't know whether the rumor is true or not, and the other is that King Wanpeng is not easy to deal with.

Therefore, although this rumor has been spread all over the world and there are many people who want to move, but there are very few people who really want to do it.

however.

King Wanpeng's move helped Chen Qing.

While everyone was afraid of being killed, they couldn't help muttering in their hearts.

Is that rumor true?

If it wasn't true, why did the Twelve Feipeng Gang and Wanpeng King spend so much time trying to shut everyone's mouths?

After all, if it was fake, Wanpeng King didn't need to kill people for it.

There are not a few people who have such an idea.

The number one master in the Jianghu, this name makes people feel short of breath when they think of it.

If one can become the number one master in the rivers and lakes, the glory, wealth, fame and fortune in the world will be at your fingertips!

The more people King Wanpeng killed, the more people believed the rumors.

No one would believe that King Wanpeng would set up enemies everywhere in the arena because of a false rumor.

"King Wanpeng made a bad move." Sun Yubo said decisively after hearing what happened.

Lu Xiangchuan nodded and said: "The old man is right, he really shouldn't do this."

"You're wrong. It's not that he shouldn't have done this. He has no other choice but to do so." Sun Yubo said thoughtfully. He put himself in the shoes of the Wanpeng King. There is no other way to resolve this matter.

To once and for all, there is only one way.

That is the person who killed the black shop.

But, now, it is not easy to do it.

King Wanpeng can be said to have driven himself to a dead end with his own hands.

"Old man, what about us...?" Lu Xiangchuan knew what the old man had thought of.

He also thought that in the doomsday future of the Twelve Flying Peng Gang, their power would be hit hard, and this was a good opportunity to develop their strength.

Sun Yubo waved his hand and said, "Now is not the time, we have to wait."

It won't be long before someone can't help but start.

Sun Yubo guessed right.

Some people can't help it.

That night.

King Wanpeng was sleeping soundly on the bed with his favorite concubine in his arms.

The candles in the room flickered suddenly.

It seems to be blown by the wind.

King Wanpeng didn't seem to notice.

He still slept soundly, and even snored as loudly as ever.

A black shadow tiptoed down on the roof.

Listening to the snoring in the room, the black figure thought to himself that the rumored King Wanpeng was nothing more than that.

Now that death is imminent, I don't know yet.

I'm afraid that even in front of Lord Yan, I don't even know who killed him!

The black shadow gently removed a tile, lowered its head and looked inside.

But suddenly found that Wanpeng Wang on the bed had disappeared.

He was nervous.

A chill ran up his back, and his body subconsciously wanted to move forward.

However, in the next moment, a gust of palm hit him directly on the back.

King Wanpeng watched the corpse roll down from the roof, and cursed in a low voice, "You don't know how to live or die."

Tu Dapeng and the others hurried over when they heard the sound, and immediately realized what had happened after seeing the corpse on the ground.

It still happened after all.

Someone came to kill King Wanpeng because of that rumor.

"Sect Leader, are you alright?" Tu Dapeng asked with concern.

Wang Wanpeng's face was ashen, "It's okay, drag this corpse down, I want him to be shredded into pieces."

Although this person didn't hurt him at all, he completely angered King Wanpeng.

He didn't expect that someone would be so reckless that he would dare to harm him.

"Yes! Chief." Everyone responded.

Tu Dapeng glanced at the people behind him, and those people immediately stepped forward and dragged the corpse away.

"Guild leader, don't be so angry. I think it's just that this person has taken the courage of the bear. We will step up our patrols from today and we will never let this happen again." Luo Jinpeng, the branch leader, said.

King Wanpeng nodded heavily, but he still felt uneasy in his heart.

The next day.

The news of the assassination of King Wanpeng spread throughout the rivers and lakes.

Due to the power of the Twelve Feipeng Gang, everyone dared not say anything, but when they met, they all gave each other gestures with their eyes.

In view of the domineering and cruel behavior of the Twelve Feipeng Gang before, and the assassination of King Wanpeng, everyone in the world applauded secretly in their hearts.

Unfortunately, King Wanpeng was not injured at all.

Otherwise, this will be a great opportunity.

But even if King Wanpeng killed the assassin without any effort, he still couldn't frighten everyone's eagerness to move.

The assassin, with his own death, sounded the horn thoroughly.

For a while, the rivers and lakes were surging.

Assassinations and open murders emerge in endlessly.

Although King Wanpeng defeated those people time and time again, everyone could tell that he was not as calm as he was at the beginning.

"Drag it out!" Wan Peng Wang Qing angrily shouted.

Several subordinates opened the door and came in, and dragged out the body of the concubine who had just been favored recently on the bed.

They don't have the guts to ask why, and there's no need to ask why.

Because they all knew that the people Wanpeng Wang killed recently were all those who wanted to murder him.

The smell of blood in the air made Wanpeng Wang feel even worse.

His eyes were almost bloodshot, his breathing was short of breath, and he looked haggard.

He has not slept well for several nights.

These nights, he had to be on guard against someone attacking him every night. A few days ago, he was able to sleep peacefully in the mansion, but when Luo Jinpeng took advantage of his nap and tried to kill him but was killed instead, he tried Couldn't sleep anymore.

He originally thought that the Twelve Feipeng Gang was his power and there would be no problems.

Luo Jinpeng slapped him hard with his death.

It can't go on like this!

King Wanpeng knew that he would not last long.

Although he was not injured, the sleepless nights were already draining his energy.

If it weren't for his high martial arts skills, he would have been unable to hold on long ago.

"Go and call Master Tutan." Wanpeng Wang gritted his back molars and said.

Several subordinates took orders to go.

Tu Dapeng will come soon.

He knelt down on one knee, "Master."

"There's something I want you to do, you can't tell anyone." Wanpeng Wang gripped the armrest tightly and said through gritted teeth.

He wanted to force the black shop owner to apologize in person, but unexpectedly, he was the first to give in.

"Yes, gang leader, please rest assured, your subordinates will definitely not say a word." Tu Dapeng said decisively.

"Okay!" King Wanpeng nodded. He looked at Tu Dapeng and clenched his fists. "I want you to kill the man in the black shop."

"Yes, this subordinate is taking orders." Tu Dapeng responded quickly.

King Wanpeng narrowed his eyes, "Go, I'll wait for your good news."

Since it can't be owned by him, then he will completely destroy that black shop.