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[Volume 282, Heaven and Earth Black List] Chapter [-], Death Fight

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Walking into the small courtyard and opening the door, all the furnishings inside have not changed, and the few banknotes that fell in the corner that day are still lying there safely.Being able to maintain the status quo in this small town full of violence and chaos shows that the people here still have some respect for the former myth-shaper.

"Sha Lang, open the window to get some air." Seeing the familiar environment, Di Cheng became motivated, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the broom, and began to beat the cobwebs all over the room.

"Okay." Sha Lang waved the dust and began to ventilate the air.

Ye Wantong and the three girls looked at each other and smiled, found a few relatively clean aprons from the cupboard, and joined the ranks of cleaning.

but……

Don't look at them usually being strong and capable, with beautiful faces and masters at the pinnacle of martial arts. They do housework... but they are really unflattering, even clumsy and awkward. Occasionally a mouse or cockroach will run out, and it will cause a panic scream.

The snow lion gradually became "interested", and its huge body grabbed the mouse in a small space, having a great time playing.

There was the sound of falling dishes and chopsticks, the sound of crunching tables and chairs collapsing, and the whole room was in a mess. Those who didn't know the situation thought that the house was going to be demolished.

Looking at the three girls who were laughing and playing in the dust, Di Cheng was both funny and helpless.

Looking at this momentum, after getting married in the future, I have to do the housework, laundry and cooking by myself? ?

In the end, Di Cheng, who couldn't stand it any longer, forced the disheveled three daughters out, arranged for them to go shopping, and started the cleaning work with Sha Lang and his two elders.

"You know how to cook?" In the compound, the three daughters of Wantong blinked their big eyes, looking at Di Cheng who had disemboweled the hare.

"What does it mean to be able to cook? I'll let you guys try my handicraft later." Di Cheng skillfully cut up the rabbit meat.

"Do you want to help?" Meiyan returned to innocence, squatting in front of him, rolled up her sleeves eager to try.

Di Cheng took another shot of the snow lion who was about to "steal" the hare: "If you are honest, it will be considered a help."

Ye Wantong sat on the stone platform, dangling her little feet, and hummed coquettishly, "I'm not that rare."

"Eat a whole rabbit feast tonight, grill, fry, steam, and boil it. Salang, boil the water." Di Cheng wiped the blood on his hands, full of energy.

"Brother Cheng, it seems that someone is coming. They are very aggressive. The person who came is not kind." Sha Lang, who was lazily leaning against the wall, did not jump down immediately, but squinted his eyes and looked forward.

"Come here so soon?" Ye Wantong thought it was Augustus and the others, grabbed the Miao Dao and jumped onto the wall.

"It's not three people, it's a group." Sha Lang unhurriedly took off his shoes, and put on the hidden surprise weapons forged from tungsten gold one by one.

"What dress?" Di Cheng continued to ask casually in front of his chef.

"The leader is a big fat man, followed by a few bodyguards in black, and behind them are soldiers in earth-colored camouflage. Oh, by the way, there is an eagle on the fat man's shoulders."

"Eagle?" Di Cheng frowned slightly.

"Brother Cheng, do you know this group of people?" Sha Lang's body tensed up, implying that if Di Cheng didn't know him, he would start fighting!

"Don't do it yet, in this area, he is the head of the family."

"Oh? What are you doing?"

Smiling softly, Di Cheng continued to prepare lunch: "Have you heard of the death fight game? He is the behind-the-scenes boss of the Hulun Buir Division."

Not long after, a mighty crowd came outside the small courtyard. The obese man at the front waved his hand, and the crowd behind them all stood still. No one took half a step forward, showing good discipline.Looking at the familiar figure in the courtyard, an excited smile appeared on the man's face, and he laughed loudly: "Old friend, I haven't seen you for three years, but you still remember me, Mofusang!"

"Hehe, come in, your news is well-informed."

The obese man laughed and walked into the small courtyard alone: ​​"If you are really smart, I should have greeted you the moment you entered the Hulun Buir Grassland, and welcome my friend back home."

Di Cheng looked up at him and said with a smile, "Why do you have the time to go out for a stroll today? I remember that you rarely walked out of the arena back then."

"It's rare for you to come back, how can I not come to greet you, other big things have to stand aside!" Mofusang looked very enthusiastic and excited, wishing to hug Di Cheng with a look, if people who don't know him well I really thought the two sides were old friends and good brothers.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Di Cheng was not confused by the other party's smile. After five years of dealing with him, he knew this fat man best. The simplest and most appropriate description is... "businessman's temper"!

The word "profit" runs through his soul and life!

The more polite and polite he is to you, the more he needs you!

But one thing has to be admitted, this person's shrewdness and treachery are enough to rise to the realm of art, otherwise the entire Hulunbeier Death Fighting Competition would not be entrusted to him. He was quite polite.

"It's nothing serious, I just want to clean up the dust for you, welcome you and... this is..." Mofusang looked at Sha Lang and Wantong, his eyes had a look of surprise, but there was no other annoying expression, which was quite satisfactory , Quite gentlemanly.

"Love, brother." Di Cheng briefly introduced.

Mofusang gave Di Cheng a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "My brother is so lucky!! Haha. I will be the host at noon today, and I will clean up the wind and dust for you. How is it? Old friend, give me a favor?"

"Another day, I'm almost ready." Di Cheng pointed to the pot of hare meat and invited, "Why don't you stay and eat together?"

"Being able to taste your handicraft is naturally something I wish for, but... I have already set up a banquet, and many old friends are waiting for you there. And... today is an unusual day."

"What kind of unusual law?"

"First of all, of course you are back. Today is enough to make people excited. The other thing is..." Mofusang paused for a while and said, "Do you still remember Tu Qingcang?"

"Tu Qingcang? Of course I remember, he is still in Hulunbuir?" There were two Hulunbeier's [-]-game winning streak back then, except for Yang Jing, one was Xu Yun with two swords, and the other was Yan Luo and Tu Qingcang!They are all the kings of the death fighting arena in Southeast Asia.

"Yes! Of course! Back then you successfully created the myth in the history of Southeast Asia, and our Hulunbeier competition area attracted wide attention, and the players were also encouraged. In three years, a large number of outstanding players have emerged one after another. The [-]-game winning streak has reached eight. , there are three winners of [-] consecutive victories, besides... a king of [-] consecutive victories was born half a year ago."

"Four hundred?" Di Cheng raised his head in amazement. He had been dying in the death fight for five years, so he naturally understood the meaning of four hundred consecutive victories! !Xu Yun can only stop at [-] consecutive victories with the strength of the gold primary peak.The higher you go, the more difficult it is. The winner of the [-]-game winning streak must be at least a golden middle-level strength, which is equivalent to a Skynet monster!

What about the four hundred? ?Could it be that Hulunbuir once again gave birth to a high-level gold king! ! !

Gold Advanced! !Compared with the hidden quasi-amethyst powerhouse and human emperor, this level is undoubtedly the most peak existence in the eyes of outsiders! !

Such as Yang Jing, such as Fang Zhongshou, such as ghost dolls.

Mofusang's expression was also a little excited: "It's Tu Qingcang! Half a year ago, he succeeded, really succeeded, and successfully completed 99 consecutive victories. And in the next six months, he never stopped and continued to invite battles All players from all sides ended in complete victory in [-] games. Today... is his [-]th game!! Just like, back then, you!"

Di Cheng got up slowly: "Tu Qingcang??"

"Yes!!! That's him!!! Tu Qingcang!! Haha..." Mofusang opened his *arms and laughed wildly excitedly: "Yan Luo Tu Qingcang!!! The most dazzling death fighting competition in Southeast Asia today!" The star is known as the most likely existence to shape the myth."

"His match is scheduled for today?"

"At noon today, it's about to start! The pattern is the same as before, two hundred-game winning streaks, one two-hundred-game winning streak, taking turns to challenge. Didn't you notice that there were relatively fewer people in the town at noon today? We are here. My friend, are you interested in watching it with me? Witness the shaping of the myth together? I have reserved the most luxurious room for you, and the visual orientation is absolutely the best!"

Sha Lang and the others also showed some interest. They had only heard about the death fight, but they had never seen it with their own eyes.It is only open to the top richest people, and others are not qualified to watch and understand it.I didn't expect to catch up with this series of fighting games just after I came to Hulunbuir.

Ye Wantong quietly pulled Dicheng: "Let's go? It's rare for someone to be so enthusiastic."

"Haha, brother and sister, you are welcome. It is my honor that you can go."

Di Cheng didn't agree immediately, but just looked at Mofusang, and the smile on the other side's face started to feel uncomfortable, so he said with a half-smile: "It's just as simple as watching the game?"

"Of course, of course. I came here to invite you, just to witness the rebirth of the myth with you." Mofusang promised again and again.

Di Cheng took a deep look into his eyes, didn't point it out, wiped his hands, and said, "Let's go and have a look together."

Mofusang's spirit was lifted, and he immediately raised his hand: "Please!!"

ps: Flowers, flowers, it’s the end of the month, do you still have flowers in your hands? ?Don't waste it, if there are any, please vote for the mouse, and the outbreak will continue in a few days! !