Zhao Tieqin was upright with his waist and abdomen, and his arms were wrapped around his chest, and his eyes were always coldly staring at Hei Yanluo. Hei Yanluo had a fat and strong muscles, and his eyes were filled with indifferent gazes. After Zhao Tieqin's people were surrounded, Zhao Tieqin said: "There should be a break between us." Hei Yanluo narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to do to break?"

Zhao Tieqin spread his hands, his voice clear, and everyone on the scene could hear: "Tonight, I called all my brothers, a total of 243. They are willing to live and die with me and fight you to the end."

Hei Yanluo nodded: "Very good."

Zhao Tiequan continued: "You have more people, and you can say less than five or six hundred, but we are not afraid. We have never been afraid of anyone in the fight."

"Yes, I know, then stop talking nonsense." Hei Yan Luo stretched out his hand and took a sharp Japanese saber from the side.

"As far as I know, there are many ordinary people living here. I am afraid that my brother will not be able to take action." Zhao Tiequan said, looking around. The movement here also attracted many residents living in the courtyard. They hurried carefully at the door of their homes and watched. The enemy chased them into the courtyard. This was the first time in history.

"You threaten me?" Hei Yanluo changed his color suddenly: "Godde Zhao Tieqin can say such things?"

"Don't provoke me. If you are forced to do anything, you can throw all etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame aside."

"You dare!" Hei Yan Luo raised the Japanese saber and pointed it at Zhao Tiequan several meters away.

"Do you know if I dare?" Zhao Tieqin clenched his fist and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Behind him, in addition to the twelve earliest apprentices, Zhao Hongjun was also in the line. He was not tall and lined up at the end of the line, looking at Hei Yanluo's eyes and exhaled anger.

Black Yanluo was furious, and the seven great Vajras stood behind him - Lao Ba was still cultivating, and the injuries were not so easy to heal.

The grudges between them have been around for a long time, and there have been many conflicts in the early years because of snatching territory. They are not as scattered as Bai Yanluo, and they maintain a close and friendly relationship with almost every boss, either drinking tea or having dinner with that person.

"What do you want?" Hei Yanluo asked.

"One-on-one challenge." Zhao Tiequan said: "I have eight people, and you have eight people, and then we have one-on-one challenged each other, and we will decide the winner according to the situation of the battle. The loser withdraws from the south of the city. What do you think?" It turned out that he came here in the middle of the night to say these words. And the eight people were obviously to take care of the Black Hell. The Seven King Kongs and the Black Hell happened to be eight people.

I heard this but shook my head slightly. The advantage of Hei Yanluo is that he has a lot of money and a lot of people. Zhao Tiequan has strong single combat capabilities. Zhao Tiequan proposed a one-on-one challenge, but it was not about using his own strengths to suppress the opponent's weaknesses. How could Hei Yanluo agree?

Unexpectedly, Hei Yanluo snorted coldly and said, "Okay, then that's it."

There was an uproar at the scene, and probably I didn't expect Black Yanluo to agree. Zhao Tiequan seemed a little surprised, but he still calmly told some rules, such as only carrying cold weapons, and for example, no one should help during one-on-one fights, etc. Black Yanluo also agreed one by one, without showing any dissatisfaction. Finally, Zhao Tiequan said: "That's it. Three days later, we will meet in the stadium. For fairness, I suggest you find Bai Yanluo and Wang Hao as witnesses. Do you have any opinions?"

"No, it's pretty good." Hei Yanluo nodded.

"Okay, goodbye." Zhao Tieqin turned his head and walked out with everyone. After walking a few steps, Zhao Tieqin suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, there is one thing to be clear. If you fight one-on-one, life and death will be ignored." After that, he really left.

In the spacious courtyard, only the people of Hei Yanluo were left. Everyone stood quietly, not understanding the actions of Hei Yanluo. But Hei Yanluo said, "It's getting late, everyone should go to bed." Then he walked into the building first, and then everyone gradually dispersed.

The next day, after breakfast, I walked in the courtyard as usual, chatting with the residents here. They were all talking about the one-on-one fight in three days. After all, Zhao Tiequan is famous, and everyone knows that he is a martial artist. He is basically invincible in the south of the city, and all the apprentices brought out are very strong. I asked for a spicy hot pot at the food stall and listened to these old people talking.

"Xiaowei made a stupid move this time, why did he agree?" an old man sighed.

Another aunt said, "Xiaowei has his own considerations, so don't worry about it."

"If Xiaowei has something unexpected, what should we do..."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense. Xiaowei has been here for so many years. I haven't seen any ups and downs before. We must believe him."

"By the way." An aunt suddenly looked at me: "Wang Hao, you are the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, and you must have many capable people under your command, right? I have to help Xiaowei this time. On the way, Xiaowei treats you alone as a friend."

I choked for a few moments. They just thought I was here to visit, but they didn't know that I was under house arrest. I said, "Auntie, Hei Yanluo has been in trouble for so many years and will not make any decisions casually. Since he decided to do this, he must have his reasons."

Having said that, I was actually in my heart. After several days of contact with Hei Yanluo, I found that he is not bad. Zhao Tiequan is the same, both of them are loyal men. No matter who wins and loses, who wins and who loses, I am afraid I will not be happy. But to this point, no one can stop them.

That afternoon, Hei Yanluo came to my room and formally invited me to be the witness of the decisive battle in the stadium three days later. I said, "I really want to fight one-on-one? Zhao Tiequan's group of people are very strong." Hei Yanluo smiled and said, "My brothers are not bad either. They all survived on the tip of the knife. In terms of practical experience, I don't know what to say." Seeing him so confident, I don't know what to say.

At the same time, Zhao Tiequan was also preparing in full swing to select seven of the twelve disciples. Zhao Hongjun shouted that he would join the war, but he was scolded by Zhao Tiequan. Finally, Zhao Tiequan passed through the crossbar and selected seven disciples, namely: the eldest disciple Peng Jiang, the second disciple Zhao De, the third disciple Jin Hao, the fifth emperor son Kang Rui, the seventh disciple Yu Bo, the ninth disciple Niu Jie, and the tenth disciple Xue Yong. Zhao Tiequan said: "In theory, if we are going to fight alone, we will definitely win. But Black Yan Luo has always been tricky, and no one can say the final result. So my ugly words are also put in front. If we are really wiped out, the remaining brothers don't have to avenge us. If you want to disperse, you will disperse and those who want to seek others will join others."

The disciples cried and vowed to win the decisive battle.

This decisive battle also had a huge impact on the underworld in the south of the city. At first, people were very optimistic about Black Hell, but now a one-on-one single challenge suddenly appeared. The road said that Black Hell took a step and used his weakness to fight against Zhao Tiequan's advantage. The situation on the road was a foregone conclusion, and the road had to re-estimate it. Several elites from each faction fought one by one to judge the outcome. There was no such precedent in the road, so the decisive battle had caused a lot of sensation before it even began.

Three days later, it arrived soon. Hei Yanluo, with the Seven King Kongs, Zhao Tiequan and seven disciples, appeared in the stadium in the south of the city at the same time. Bai Yanluo and I also appeared in the stadium as witnesses. The surroundings of the stadium have been cleared, and there are absolutely no idle people waiting to appear. Although the police received the news, they did not come. The ability of both sides to decide the winner in this way is equivalent to minimizing the impact. The police are grateful that they are not too late, it is better than a few hundred people fighting rumbling.

On the stadium, the wind was whizzing, and the trees around were all bare branches. Bai Yanluo and I sat in the stands, looking nervously at the audience, and I didn’t know who would win today. The seven Vajras and the seven disciples were lined up, Zhao Tiequan and Hei Yanluo stood in front of the team, and the two sides were in a cold confrontation. At this time, it was obvious that both sides were very powerful.

Zhao Tiequan suddenly said, "Three disciples Jin Hao, come out!"

"Yes!" Jin Hao came out of the team and stood beside Zhao Tiequan. Jin Hao held a machete in his hand, which was shakingly stabbing people's eyes. It seemed absolutely sharp, and he would kill people with one move.

"Last brother, go up and meet him." Hei Yanluo also spoke.

"Yes." A strong man came out with a cigarette in his mouth and looked arrogant.

Jin Hao, who was opposite, bowed and said, "Jin Hao, thirty-five years old, has been learning martial arts for twenty-five years."

"It's my bird business, come on." The third brother snorted, grabbed a flower in his hand, and pointed it straight at Jin Hao.

Jin Hao held the machete and yelled in a low voice: "I'm going to get on!"

I asked Bai Yanluo next to me: "You said they were two..." Before I finished asking, my eyes suddenly stared straight.

Jin Hao's figure suddenly flashed, but he did not rush forward, but instead turned around and slammed the machete in his hand into Zhao Tieqin's lower abdomen. Everyone at the scene was stunned, and no one expected such a change to happen.

Only Hei Yanluo had a sneer on his lips.

Zhao Tieqin's eyes widened, and incredible in his eyes, and suddenly punched Jin Hao's chest hard. Jin Hao's body flew backwards and sat on the ground. Zhao Tieqin covered his stomach, his expression full of anger.

"Why?!" He gritted his teeth and walked towards Jin Hao, but the severe pain made him stagger.

"Bastard!" The eldest disciple Peng Jiang suddenly cursed, ran out of the team, holding a machete and was about to chop Jin Hao. But he stopped walking without running two steps. His eyes were full of incredible, and he slowly turned his head.

"I'm sorry." said Zhao De, the second disciple standing behind him.
Chapter completed!