Metropolis Super Mercenary King

Chen Yanzhi is still in charge of the four Tangkou. Qi Jianghu just wants to intervene, but he doesn't have the ability. After all, he can't solve the problems of Hongmen. The most important thing is that Qi Jianghu will retire soon. Then another Hongmen leader will have his own set of rules.

When Fang Hao and all the contestants were standing on the stage, Chen Yanzhi, sitting on the seat of the patriarch, immediately looked at him with a look of awe, and then said quietly, "master Qi, is Fang Hao from Hongmen?"

Qi Jianghu a Leng: "do you know him?"

"I've only met once. I'm not familiar with him. But I know he's not from Hongmen?" Chen Yanzhi is calm and indifferent. She seems to be asking a person who doesn't matter.

"Hehe, he was not, but he is the nephew of an elder in our family. He has the same seniority as me. He was invited to participate in the meeting because of his emotional needs."

"Oh, I see. Who is it?" Chen Rouge's face was dignified a bit, because she thought of the fierce woman.

"That's the nephew of Zhao, the former leader of Hongmen."

"Zhao boss, Zhao Jing?" Chen Yanzhi's eyes are awe inspiring, as if remembering that woman's identity.

"That's right. It's our former short seller, Zhao Jingzhao." Qi Jiang tiger's face is solemn to show his respect. No matter what's behind his back, however, on the surface, Hongmen still pays attention to the Chinese way of life.

"Oh, I see." Chen Yanzhi's psychology moves. It's strange that Fang Hao has confidence. This is what happened!

In the heart sneer a few times, and then get up in Europe and the United States man's ear to charge a few words, and then sit back to the position, look at the arena indifferent.

Qi Jianghu looks at Chen Rouge lightly, but in his heart he doubts. Does Chen Yanzhi really have something to do with Fang Hao?

On the challenge arena, Fang haozhen really wanted to scold, especially looking at those guys who had formed a small circle, and then looking at himself standing alone in a position, it was obvious that he was alone. Wait a minute, anyone who looked at himself as a soft persimmon would like to pinch two pieces.

However, the competition has not started yet. After observing, Fang Hao found that a guy with long hair, like himself, is a loner.

So Fang Hao walked over and arched his hand and said, "how do you address me, brother?"

The man with long hair faintly looked at Fang Hao, his eyes were cold, but still arched his hand and said, "they all call me blood lion."

"The name is domineering. How about an alliance between the two of us?" Fang Hao suggested.

The blood lion looked at Fang Hao, but shook his head and said, "I don't need to form an alliance."

"Well, if you look at the posture of those guys, they may come to attack this suit. If we form an alliance, we will not suffer too much." Fang Hao is still not too determined. He thinks that since this guy dares to stand alone, he should rely on him.

"No," he said With that, the blood lion leaned against the edge of the ring and closed his eyes. All the people around him seemed to be afraid of him. They did not dare to stand too close.

Fang Hao rolled his eyes, but he didn't say anything. Turn around and go, but at this time, the blood lion with eyes closed faintly said: "if you can't beat a group, you can lead to me."

"Good, brother. If you can't beat a group, you can bring it to me."

The blood lion didn't lift his eyelids. It seemed that he didn't put Fang Hao's last words in his heart. He even showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I'll ask for help?" The blood lion muttered.

Fang Hao stood aside. Among the ferocious and abnormal players, Fang Hao seemed so insignificant. His height was not very high, and he was not as strong as others. Looking at that, he did not have much fighting power at all.

At this time, not far away, there are seven * eight people, are looking at Fang Hao, who is not very impressive.

"Sheng Ge, it's that guy named Fang Hao. Wait a minute. Let's call him first." Some people on the side of a kongfu powerful, a look is the boorish guy way.

This guy has a very high status in the tiger hall, because he is the cousin of Ming Hong, and his own strength is also very strong, which is the middle level of internal strength.

Mingsheng said with a grim smile: "if you dare to offend my brother, there is no place to die. Even if it's protected by someone, it's no use. It's easier to kill him than to kill a chicken when we have seven to eight internal strength experts. "

"Shengge is right. There are two or three of our seven * eight in the middle period of internal strength, and the rest are all in the early stage of internal strength. You can kill that boy at will!" One of the men slapped his horse.

Immediately caused a compliment: "Shengge a horse, the boy is estimated to immediately kneel down to beg for mercy, with the skill of Shengge, ten Fang Hao is not enough to fight."

Facing many people's flattery, Mingsheng is not embarrassed to accept it. He is held by the public, as if he could stab Fang Hao to death with a finger.

On the other side, there are eight powerful guys standing on the side, and they don't communicate with others. These are the experts recommended by the four experts in the old society. At the moment, these eight are also looking at Fang Hao not far away.

The first one is the No.1 General of the younger generation of Gelaohui. Although he is only at the middle level of internal strength, he is said to have killed an expert who is suspected to have achieved great internal strength, called Chen tan.Chen Tan next to a person in his ear whispered a few words, Chen Tan light nodded, eyes Ling ran way: "give him a lesson, don't beat disabled."

"Yes, brother Tam!" Five people answered in unison.

Fang Hao didn't know that he was missed by some people, and he didn't care about the bad intentions that forced three or four leagues. In his opinion, the reason why he went to the blood lion was just for insurance. When it came to fighting, Fang Hao never feared anyone. Even Fang Hao once joked that he was born for war.

As long as Zhao Biao Hao meets Feng Niu, it's not like that kind of big event.

Although there may be many enemies, they are group warfare. Group warfare has its own principles. Fang Hao sneers at him and has some evil smile.

"Before the start of the competition, we should still ask everyone to forbid the use of any weapons, or else we will be expelled from Hongmen to make an example." The referee stood in the middle of the ring, shouting.

Immediately, the referee ordered: "start!"

All of a sudden, the challenge arena is full of surging murderous spirit, but for a time, no one is moving, they are staring at their opponents.

Fang Hao frowned slightly, because he had already felt that several small circles were paying attention to him. He did not seem to be extremely strong, but seemed to be the weakest. He was also a loner and the best opponent.

Therefore, four guys have already aimed at Fang Hao. Fang Hao looks at these four guys, but they don't even have the internal strength in the early stage. At most, they are just the realm of foreign martial arts masters.

Fang Hao shakes his head. Even if he has no inner strength, he is not his opponent. Looking for him is just looking for death!

Four guys identified Fang Hao as an opponent and rushed to Fang Hao.

At the moment, many people are looking at this side, as if waiting for an opportunity.