The character is broken!The General's Sick Beauty Is a Killer

Chapter 143
Ren Sang looked worried, and said coldly: "In the name of the master of Yanmen."

Tang Xi nodded in satisfaction, released the dagger that was clamping his neck, and put the knife back into its sheath.

The robe flapped, and without waiting for the old man to announce, she went straight to her seat.

Naturally, she couldn't sit in Ren Sang's seat, so she picked a seat on the other side of Gan Qi, lifted her robe and sat down leisurely, ready to watch Ren Sang's good show.

Ren Sang was still standing in the middle of the ring, sheathed his long sword, and hid it under his black robe again.

He slightly raised his head and looked at the killers surrounding the ring, there was no movement for a while, as if he was planning something.

The old man hunched over and didn't dare to lift his head, let alone urge him to end soon, and he also didn't dare to announce the results of the group arena.

How to announce?Said that Master Yanmen was defeated?

If he loses, he will be relegated to a second-level killer. How can the majestic Lord Yanmen be a second-level killer?It's not nice to say it out, not to mention, the pavilion master will definitely not agree!
The clasped hands under the old man's black robe were rubbing uneasily, it's difficult, it's difficult, it's all because of No.14, it's okay to challenge Lord Yanmen to do something!
Tang Xi looked at Ren Sang, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and he frowned, could it be...

Sure enough, Ren Sang finally spoke, his voice was deep enough to be heard clearly by the killers in the hall, "Because the head of the Yanmen Sect does not perform the assassination mission, starting today, the head of the Yanmen Sect will no longer occupy the quota of Grade A assassins, but There are ten rank-A killer positions for you to compete for."

In the past, because the head of the Yanmen sect was also classified as a first-class killer, there were actually only nine positions that everyone competed for.

Now, it seems that there is only one more position, but for the killers, it has a greater possibility.

Cheers erupted all around the arena, half of them were cheering for Ren Sang's decision to give them a chance to compete for the first-class killer; the other half were purely for currying favor with Ren Sang.

Tang Xi stared at Ren Sang's back with unclear eyes, and ground her teeth. She originally wanted to see whether he would step down or not, and was in a dilemma, but she didn't expect him to resolve it easily.

Feeling something, Ren Sangyi looked back and met Tang Xi's eyes.

The eyes of the two met, Tang Xi was about to roll his eyes at him, but Ren Sang quickly looked away, completely ignoring her.

Tang Xi clenched her fists suddenly, startling Gan Qi who was on the side.

He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Tang Xi's fist that was pounding on the chair handle spread out, the joints were still white, and the blood did not flow back. She raised her eyebrows, stared at Gan Qi, and asked nonchalantly, "Huh? What's wrong?"

Gan Qi kept silent, and looked at Tang Xi embarrassingly, "It's nothing." After finishing speaking, he turned his face away.

There was still a wave of fear in her heart, and the look in her eyes just now, as if if he dared to ask one more question, she would tear him apart and eat him into her stomach.

Tang Xi glanced at his side face lightly, then looked away.

The group arena was still going on, and after all, the old man still didn't dare to report the result of her contest with Ren Sang, but he didn't let her get off the chair of the first-class killer, which showed that he had admitted her identity.

At some point, the two killers had already brought out a seat, pure black, made of a whole piece of black agarwood, finely polished, majestic in shape, even without extra ornate decorations, it was already invaluable.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, the chair was placed not far in front of Tang Xi. Under Tang Xi's half-closed eyes, Ren Sang straightened his robe and sat down slowly.

(End of this chapter)