Six Realms Office

Chapter 261 Overseas Hongmen, the story of chance!
Mo Xiaohu looked at the person in front of him excitedly. He wanted to stand up, but he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"You are?"

Chen Yuandao: "Didn't you want to find me?"

"I"

Mo Xiaohu took two deep breaths, his mind was slightly calm, and he looked at Chen Yuan.

"I want to make a deal with you!"

Mo Xiaohu gritted his teeth, pointed to the wooden ring and said, "On behalf of the Xuanhu clan, I want to buy our lost inheritance from you!"

"This ring is the treasure of my Xuanhu clan, please return it."

Chen Yuan played with the wooden ring: "Boy, this thing is in my hands now, not in yours. To put it bluntly, I can take this ring away. Tell me, why should I make a deal with you?"

Mo Xiaohu grinned: "Because you are the store manager of Tianzi No. [-]."

Chen Yuan was slightly taken aback, then shook his head and said with a smile: "The answer is wrong."

Mo Xiaohu was stunned suddenly, and Chen Yuan burst out laughing when he saw him like that.

"I lied to you."

He flicked his fingers, and the ring flew back into Mo Xiaohu's palm.

So the Six Realms Office is called Tianzi No. [-] in Yaozu's mouth?

"Make a deal, yes."

Chen Yuandao: "But it's not the time yet."

"Not the time?"

Mo Xiaohu was taken aback, and Chen Yuan showed a secretive smile.

"Yaozu is one of the special customers, which is different from ordinary people."

"Special customer? That.!"

Chen Yuan interrupted Mo Xiaohu and shrugged: "Of course, there is no discount, so you don't have to think about these nonsense."

The middle-aged man stood at the intersection of Hanshan Road with a gloomy expression. The dusty stone archway seemed to have a huge deterrent force, making him dare not take a step forward.

Hunting geese all the year round, the result was pecked by wild geese.

He hated secretly in his heart, and he never thought that there would be an innate master here!
He took a few deep breaths, then thought to himself.

This time I missed, even if I go back to the higher-ups, I can't say anything, but I can't let this bad breath out.

"So what about innateness!"

His eyes flickered, and then he grabbed the yellow hair and disappeared within a few breaths.

Bingzhou, Shangdang, Jincheng.

On the edge of an inconspicuous street somewhere, there is a rather old and atmospheric courtyard. In the courtyard, there are two old people sitting opposite each other, each holding chess pieces to play against each other.

There is a lot of moss growing on the ashlar table made of bluestone, and there is a towering locust tree in the courtyard. Although spring has not yet arrived, it is already luxuriant, which is quite surprising.

On the chessboard, the black pieces are in good shape, while the white pieces are just the opposite, they are in jeopardy and there is no way to retreat.

pat!

The black-haired old man in Tang suit fell down, and the opposite was wearing a top hat, and the old man in a suit frowned suddenly.

"you lose."

The black-haired old man laughed, and the old man in the suit said: "Wait a little longer, I think we can turn things around."

"Come on, you can't make a move anymore."

The black-haired old man stroked the palm of the chessboard, playing with taste: "Do you want to overturn the chessboard?"

"How could I do that kind of thing?"

The old man in the suit sneered, and the black-haired old man said with a little deep meaning: "But Huaxia has already lifted the chessboard."

The old man in the suit raised his head: "If you lift it, it will be lifted, so what."

"The dark world is just a bunch of maggots. As traitors, how powerful can they be?"

"Hmph, even the CIA Danger List in the United States is not worth mentioning in the eyes of a truly powerful family."

The black-haired old man laughed: "Could it be that you want to say that China's wind and rain and the Ministry of State Security are all decorations?"

"I didn't say that."

He paused: "Afran Noah is just a pawn of the Holy See, that old guy is playing a big game of chess."

"There are two gods sitting in Huaxia. The Holy See's calculation is good. It's just a piece of news for Afran. He can deduce so much content by himself, and finally even found the Hebrew manuscript."

The black-haired old man smiled and said: "That's a land god. If I had this opportunity, I would be willing to be someone else's pawn!"

"Opportunities are won by ourselves, but they are not available!"

"If I were Afran, I would also think that I could count against the Pope, and even reverse the general."

"As everyone knows, the Pope is planning to let him die!"

The old man in the suit raised his eyes: "That old thing, hey!"

The black-haired old man laughed: "It's not up to you or me to arrange what happens to the other party. He is also a strong person after all. Oh, the most humane way should be called foundation building. If it is called in the West, it should be the [God-disciple] realm."

"If there is a chance to become a land god, how could he not fight for it?"

The old man in the suit said: "Why did the Yanjing battle end last time?"

"I don't know, the news has been blocked."

The black-haired old man said: "At that time, only warriors above the Grandmaster participated in the meeting. These people returned to the clan and announced that they would not be able to retreat. No one knows what happened. The only thing that is clear is that the guys in the dark world are all wiped out." gone."

"So, did Huaxia overturn the chessboard?"

The old man in the suit sighed: "I won't play anymore, he won't play anymore, and I won't play anymore."

He overturned all the chessboards in his hand, and the chess pieces were wiped on the ground by him, and there was a crackling sound, like pearls falling on a jade plate.

"You don't even know the person placed by Kaminarimon?"

The black-haired old man pondered slightly, facing the questioning of the old man in suit, he nodded and said: "I don't know, but it is said that the two masters who went to Leimen have abolished one, and the other is almost crazy."

"Leimen Crazy Fist has been suppressed by Hongmen for a long time. In the last meeting, Hongmen participated as the authentic master of Hongquan. It seems that before going there, he has drawn a clear line with the Zhu family in Hong Kong Island."

"It's nice to say, draw a clear line, in fact, the Zhu family can no longer suppress the Hongmen!"

The black-haired old man raised his head, and said to the old man in the suit, "It is said that someone from the Hongmen stepped into God."

"how is this possible!"

The old man in the suit was startled. Seeing how noble the gods are, there are only twelve statues in the whole world, and there are three cultivators who are cultivators!

"Is this going to challenge the Chinese martial arts world?!"

The old man in the suit looked serious: "Even if there is really a Hongmen god born, not to mention Wudang Dazheng, even the Guoan Huangyulou is not something he, a newcomer to the god, can deal with!"

He paused for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and was startled.

"You joined the Hongmen?!"

The old man in the suit realized in an instant, since the other party told the news, it meant that it was time for a showdown?
Hong Men is crazy!

The black-haired old man sighed and said: "I betrayed Leimen for 30 years, and I was trapped in the congenital abyss. I killed all the masters of Leimen 30 years ago, and until this great sect fell, now it seems that it has become my heart." magic."

"Right now, there is a venerable god who has promised to continue my life, and even promised that if I get the [opportunity], he can help me enter God!"

"This kind of thing, I think we still have to take a gamble!"

The old man in the suit scolded angrily: "You are crazy, Huaxia is crazy, Hongmen is also crazy!"

"Starting from Afran, for this so-called [opportunity], are you going to overturn the world?!"

The black-haired old man shook his head. At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

"Eleventh, what's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)