Genius commoner

Chapter 182 Uncle Song

The number one general of the Tang Palace has always been the number one general. After 13 years, he is still invincible.

The ancient Buddha's flying sword saved people, and he slashed his hands with one sword. The ferocity shown shocked everyone in the audience. In these years, no one has seen the ancient Buddha's attack, but many people have seen Qing Wushuang's sword, so Just like herself, she must take revenge and shed her blood to drink blood, but now, in the hands of the ancient Buddha, she can't even block a single move.

Looking at Qing Wushuang half kneeling on the ground on the ring, and at the severed hand holding the hilt of the sword, many people were in a trance, and it was a little difficult to accept the scene in front of them. Ye Kuangren also stopped the cigar in his mouth and narrowed his eyes He said lightly: "As expected of being the number one general of the Tang Palace, no wonder Lao Yan and the third brother respected him so much back then, it's a bit of a virtue."

Xu Sanshao looked at the chips on the table: "No matter how powerful you are, you are dying, at most you can show us a few more tricks." Then he smiled sinisterly: "Uncle Ye, Qing Wushuang doesn't seem to be his opponent anymore. Let the three gangs quickly throw the three old monsters up, and quickly understand these remnants, and I am waiting to take over the Long Group and Long Qiuhui."

"We are here to witness and maintain the final result."

Ye Kuangren glanced at this junior, and the corner of his mouth curled into a faint joke: "Don't meddle in the arrangement of the three gangs indiscriminately. If something goes wrong, they will insist that it was caused by my blind command. You will take the blame for this? Besides, you and The relationship between the three gangs is far better than mine, and if you want to end it sooner, you can confuse the three gangs to do your best."

"Uncle Ye is in charge here."

Xu Sanshao laughed: "My nephew doesn't dare to go overboard." Then he added: "Uncle Ye, I invited Concubine Song Si to come over, give me some face later..."

Ye Kuangren's eyes flickered with a hint of teasing: "Are you Paolong Qiuhui or Song Sifei? How dare you make up your mind about that girl of the Song family? She is the one who cannibalizes people without spitting out bones! How many rich second-generation officials and second-generation officials have been played by her?" Tuan Tuan Zhuan, don't you know that she fooled at least [-] companies, Shaodong, and transferred all the shares under her name to her?"

"Did you invite her over? Or did she tempt you to invite her?"

Madman Ye taught the lesson unceremoniously: "Do you really think she came to the theater? It's not the idea of ​​taking shares in Long's Group."

Xu Sanshao smiled softly: "Uncle Ye's lesson is that it's just that the hero is sad and beautiful. I have always had a good impression of her. Choosing Long Qiuhui is the next best thing, and I also consider the interests of the Long Group. Now the Long Group Most of the assets have been sealed off by the government, Long Aotian will not survive tonight, and Long Qiuhui will become tasteless, just eat two bites."

"If there is a chance, I still want to take down the concubine. Who told her uncle to be like this?"

Having said that, he shook his thumb twice.

Ye Kuangren snorted: "Let's watch the show." Then he took out his phone and glanced at it, but there was still no news from Ye Zixuan. With regard to the balance of strength, he gradually dissipated his worries. Although Ye Zixuan was stubborn, he did not see the situation clearly.

The Longgu Building is about to fall, so what's the point of building it?What's more, that kid is not qualified to fight.

"Qing Wushuang, defeated!"

Everyone can see the dominance of the ancient Buddha, so before Qing Wushuang, who was suffering from severe pain, stood upright, the elder of the Qingmen threw a small white flag in front of him and shouted to admit defeat, otherwise Qing Wushuang would become the master of the ancient Buddha. The ghost under the sword, the three gangs joined forces to deal with Long Gu, in order to seek benefits, if a person is dead, what is the use of benefits?
Several Qingmen disciples rushed to the ring, and helped Qing Wushuang down with the fastest movement, not forgetting to pick up her arm, Qing Wushuang wanted to struggle not to walk away, and wanted to fight against the ancient Buddha to win back the prize, but The pain from the wound continued to hit her mind, making her clearly aware that she would definitely die if she rushed up, and she left the ring in grief and anger.

Qing Wushuang used this sentence to warn himself that there would be no firewood for the green hills.

"Long Gu, 140 seven, three gangs 91."

Although Qing Wushuang only walked around the stage and ended up losing an arm, it didn't cause much trouble for the three gangs. They still had more than 50 people who hadn't made a move, but Long Gu was already at the end of his battle. The ancient Buddha who has been sealed for 13 years will show up to fight, and the masters of the Longgu camp can be clearly seen, and the figures are flying around at the moment.

At least ten three-gang masters entered the ring, and Mo Qixiong whispered: "Brother, they fouled, crowd tactics."

Ye Zixuan looked at the strength of both sides and sighed: "They will always find a reason."

He has been observing the situation around him, thinking about how to save Long Gu's defeat, but at this moment he found that he has almost no good ways to help, powerless, and wanting to stop this rich and powerful feast is completely whimsical, and there is no People would give him face and exaggerate his hands, Ye Zixuan realized at this moment that power is always a man's confidence.

It's just that he still won't just watch Long Gu's fiasco.

He hesitated for a moment, took out his phone, and sent a text message.

At this time, Long Potian shouted loudly: "The battle tonight has come to an end, there is no need for the two sides to procrastinate, let's go three against three, the sooner the matter is over, the dust will settle sooner, Mr. Gu, don't worry, the 12 People don't attack all at once, they only fight against you three by three, the reason why they all go up is because they know that you are mighty and invincible."

"Nine times out of ten, the masters of the three gangs will be defeated by you. To save time, let's stand a few more people in the ring."

The notarized gangsters also nodded in unison: "I'm really tired, let's go three by three."

Ye Kuangren didn't agree, but he didn't object either. He disdained such small tricks, and didn't bother to make a sound just because it was beneficial to him.

Gu Dafo straightened his body slightly, looked at Long Potian and they snorted: "Long Potian, don't put on an air, don't you just see that our camp has no good players, I have two more people and two less have no effect on you, It will only let you join forces to deal with me after you are slaughtered, I will give you a chance today, one-on-three, let's make a move."

Qinglong Zhentian laughed loudly: "That's because your talent is withering, it's none of our business."

"Qinglong Gang, Qinglong Nanyue!"

"Green Gate, Green Sword City!"

"Longzhuang, the dragon is sharp!"

"Ask Mr. Gu."

There was no need for Long Potian and the others to talk too much, the three gangs of masters immediately besieged them, and while shouting, the sharp weapons in their hands stabbed mercilessly. They had all seen the power of the ancient Buddha, so when they made a move, it was the most powerful move and the most domineering power. The three knives whistled, covering the ancient Buddha like snowflakes, and the ring was chilly.

Bai Qiuhua, who was sitting upright, shouted, "Father, be careful!"

Long Aotian laughed loudly: "Don't kill them all, leave some for me."

Gu Dafo looked at the three of them and smiled: "It's really an honor for Gu Dafo to have the three main hall masters attack at the same time."

Long Xili narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems that Mr. Gu recognizes me."

"Although I seldom go out of the Zhaitang, it doesn't mean I don't know the affairs of the world."

Gu Dafo said lightly: "You all acted so quickly, the remaining people must have more weight, let's act."

Seeing the posture of the ancient Buddha smiling proudly at the group of bears, Xu Sanshao extinguished the cigar in the ashtray, with a look of displeasure in his eyes, then the phone rang, he put on the earphones to answer it, then got up with a smile on his face and left the VIP seat, and soon , he brought a young woman over, drove away one person, and let her sit beside him and Ye Kuangren.

Behind the young woman, there are five or six other similar fashion companions.

After Xu Sanshao arranged seats for them, he curled his lips and said with a smile: "Concubine Si, I sent you a live video tonight, and you watched almost the entire match."

"You have always had a unique vision. Tell me, can this ancient giant Buddha support these ten people?"

The person called Song Sifei was a woman in her 20s, with a delicate appearance, wearing a pair of very narrow and thin light gray leggings with leggings, covering her slender legs. Wearing a flat mirror that can cover half of the face, she is as sexy and gorgeous as a cover girl who has stepped down from a fashion magazine.

Compared with the blood and roar of other dignitaries, she is more calm and indifferent, with a touch of disdain: "This game has been arranged in advance from the beginning to the end. What's the point of bravery? I'm coming tonight I just want to see how superficial the remnants of the Tang Palace that my uncle could have paid attention to."

She did not greet anyone from the beginning to the end, including Ye Kuangren beside her.

Hearing her say the word "uncle", Ye Kuangren snorted inconspicuously.

Xu Sanshao let out a burst of hearty laughter: "You overestimate these reckless people. Uncle Song has never paid attention to these people. If it weren't for Yan's command of a few sensibilities, Uncle Song would have been destroyed in a snap of his fingers. Tang Gong, who has been holding back all this time is only due to the need of the situation, and then he really made a move, isn't Uncle Song annihilated by a thunderbolt?"

"I really should invite him over tonight to witness the final curtain of the Tang Palace."

Concubine Song Si said lightly, "I'm here to witness for him."

Xu Sanshao asked again: "Why didn't Young Master Song come for a stroll?"

"I don't like him very much."

Concubine Song Sifei didn't answer, but pointed at the ancient Buddha, and said to Ye Kuangren: "Member Ye, let someone kill him."

When she came, her uncle told her that this person must die.

Ye Kuangren tilted his head and smiled vigorously: "You ordered me?"

Song Sifei rubbed a crystal button with her fingers: "Do you want Uncle Song to tell you?"

Ye Kuangren's smile is even brighter,,,,,

"Roar!"

At this moment, Long Xili, the heaviest dragon, stared at Tong Gong's big eyes, and rushed forward like a cannonball. Although he knew the power of the ancient Buddha, he was still blooming with his greatest fighting spirit at this moment. Pulling the corner of her mouth, she had never seen such a strong and energetic person, even the ring seemed to be crushed by him!
The ancient Buddha could see the dragon's sharp and fierce light, but there was not much emotion on his face. He calmly welcomed the dragon's sharp and stormy attack.

The dragon rushed in front of the ancient Buddha with a sharp momentum like a rainbow, and a knife in his hand directly slashed at the latter's throat: "Kill!"

(End of this chapter)