“Who, wait a moment.”
Luo Xiaohu stared at the eyes of the half-sleeved young woman: “I’m so anxious, there’s no foreplay. You flying knife sect, are you short of a strong man?”
“Dubaozi, you should die ten thousand times!”
The half-sleeved young woman abandoned Yang Wuchang and rushed towards Luo Xiaohu: “I want to peel your skin, suck your tendons, and drink your blood.”
“If you want it, I have to be willing! You are a little old and are not my food, don’t waste your efforts.”
Luo Xiaohu decided to take a gamble and was about to show off the Black Lotus Order. The yellow skirt should be from the nine major sects, but he couldn’t afford to offend him.
Although this young woman is a master, the Flying Dagger Sect is only one of the nine major sects, and she may not be able to afford to offend the owner of the Black Lotus Order.
Assuming the guess is correct, the owner of the Black Lotus Order is probably a strong man and a master at the same level as Yuwen Ba.
Before he could take it out, Zhang Zhiyi and four colleagues arrived in a hurry, accompanied by Zhang Yongan.
“Stop!”
Zhang Zhiyi poked his head out of the car and looked at the young woman in the half-sleeved: “Do you really not afford to lose?”
“Zhang Zhiyi, shut up.”
The young woman in the half-sleeved glared at her disdain: “Don’t say it’s you, even if the president comes, he is not qualified to take care of the matter of the Flying Dagger.”
“Dong asked Qing, are you forcing me to apply for a ban on the military order and restrict all actions of the Flying Dagger Gate?”
Zhang Zhiyi got out of the car and sneered at the sharp ears: “You know the most about the incident. What do you want to do?”
“Dong asked Qing, you are shameless, and the Flying Dagger Gate is shameless.”
Zhang Yongan got out of the car: “The eighth-grade peak, defeated by the seventh-grade peak, you still have the face to seek revenge, it’s embarrassing!”
“Are you in the same group as this kid?”
The half-sleeved young woman Dong Wenqing was stunned. If the martial arts association applied for the ban on martial arts order, the Feidao Sect would not be able to cooperate with the Wang family.
Although the Wushu Association is a non-governmental organization and is not an official organization, it is the support of the government, and it does have this power.
No matter how powerful a sect is, it cannot fight against the government. Not to mention them, top sects and ancient clans are not good either.
“This has nothing to do with you. This kid is clear about the process of the competition. Is it nonsense?”
Zhang Zhiyi looked at Ting’er coldly: “I don’t want to say what happened at that time. If you want to take revenge, you can settle it privately.”
“Okay, on the night of the 30th, I will fight him to death.”
Sing’er’s eyes full of anger and looked at Yang Wuchang coldly: “Old thing, don’t be a turtle, dare to fight?”
“I defeated the bearded man by surprise, attacking him unpreparedly, and fighting head-on, and my chances of winning are less than 20%.br>
Yang Wuchang was in pain. His grandson was determined to avenge his friends, so he would definitely use any means, and he had no chance of winning.
“President Zhang, did you see it? He was timid and dared not respond. If it weren’t for the sneak attack, he would definitely not be the opponent.”
Sharp-eared sneered disdainfully: “If we win openly, we have nothing to say. We rely on sneak attacks, shameless!”
“Three days is enough. This grandson is equivalent to digging a hole for himself. If you want to die, I will fulfill you.”
Luo Xiaohu glanced at Zhang Zhiyi and gestured to Yang Wuchang: “Even if you die, you must be upright.”
“In three days, Brother Hu may be able to advance, or to improve my combat power and fight him.”
Yang Wuchang took a breath and bowed to Zhang Zhiyi: “President Zhang, I’ll take this kid’s challenge.”
“Dong Wenqing, you can leave. If you make trouble again, I will perform the duties of vice president.”
Zhang Zhiyi looked at the young woman in the middle of her sleeve coldly: “I am convinced, such a shameful thing is still very popular.”
“Old thing, let you live two more days.”
The young woman in the middle of her sleeve glared at Yang Wuchang, with four people with pointed ears, ready to shine in shame.
“Wait a minute.”