The fog is heavy

At the moment when the cold light struck the woman in red, a loud shout suddenly rang out.

"stop!"

The shout came from the thick fog, with a strong momentum that made people subconsciously listen to it.

The cold light did not stop because of this shout, and it continued to attack the neck of the woman in red like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.

Seeing that the cold light had approached the woman in red, in the thick fog, a big hand reached out and almost instantly grabbed the sharp blade. Hell Walker failed!

The Hell Walker whose sharp blade was taken off has to take action.

"Stop, you are not his opponent." Xiao Yang stretched out his arm and made a stop gesture.

The hell walker lowered his head and retreated aside.

Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes and saw clearly the appearance of the visitor. He was a man, in his forties, wearing ordinary casual clothes.

The visitor also looked at Xiao Yang and said directly, "You can't kill her!"

Xiao Yang curled a playful smile on his lips, "Are you threatening me?"

"Don't dare." The middle-aged man shook his head, "Hell Walkers are 100,000, all over the world. Who dares to threaten you in this world? The Lord of Guangming Island, the Dragon King, who is called the King of Hell by the world."

The middle-aged man's words made all Zhu family members present open their mouths at this moment and look at Xiao Yang with disbelief in their eyes.

King of Hell, Dragon King!

He turned out to be the King of Hell, the Lord of Guangming Island, and is known as the strongest man in the world!

Zhu Zhong stood outside the martial arts stage and felt his heart turbulent. His idol was the Dragon King. He had always been fantasizing about what the Dragon King was like in his heart. But he really didn't expect that he was a young man about the same age as him, and was invincible in the world at the same age as him, and commanded the most powerful organization in the world!

Zhu Zhong thought about it again before, when he said that he was invincible to his peers, but now he realized how ridiculous his words were. This Dragon King was truly invincible. He was too short-sighted and said that when he created an organization, he came to teach him how to lead and he was still laughing at him. Now? He is really like a brainless person.

Han Wenrou's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance. Her man turned out to be the legendary Dragon King and the island owner of Guangming Island!

Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man, "It seems that you have done a good job in preparation. So what about next, do you think you know my identity and I dare not kill you?"

The middle-aged man continued to shake his head, "This is not my trump card. I know that there is no such thing as the Dragon King in this world that he dare not kill, but this time, you have to sell your face."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he took out a coin from his pocket and threw it to Xiao Yang from a distance.

The moment Xiao Yang caught the coin, his pupils shrank and he pondered for three seconds, "I'll sell his face, you can go."

"Thank you." The middle-aged man hugged Xiao Yang and grabbed the sleeves of the woman in red, "Go!"

The sound fell and the two disappeared into the thick fog at an extremely fast speed.

The twenty dead men in blue gradually disappeared into the thick fog.

Xiao Yang waved around.

The hell walker who was standing in the thick fog gradually disappeared without making any sound.

The Zhu family looked at Xiao Yang standing at the forefront of the martial arts stage and felt a lot of emotion in their hearts, but no one dared to come forward and say something to Xiao Yang. This is Lord Dragon King!

Zhu Yuanjiu walked up slowly, looked into the thick fog, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

"Look at this." Xiao Yang threw the coin thrown by the middle-aged man to Zhu Yuanjiu.

Zhu Yuanjiu took the coin and the word "Lu" was engraved on it.

"Mr. Lu!" Zhu Yuanjiu's eyes widened.

"Old man Lu gave me seven such coins at the beginning. Before he died, he told me that anyone who wants to hold this coin should agree to it if he doesn't have to ask too much." Xiao Yang sighed, "These people are prepared."

Zhu Yuanjiu returned the coin to Xiao Yang with ginger.

Xiao Yang put the coin in his pocket and said, "Okay, they won't come after this time, let everyone disperse."

Zhu Yuanjiu nodded and began to make arrangements, warning everyone not to spread the story today, whether it was the woman in red or about Xiao Yang.

I pray that my family would keep their mouths tightly and would not even dare to discuss them.

The name of the Dragon King of Hell is so great.

When the crowd dispersed, Xiao Yang brought Han Wenrou to Zhu Yuanjiu's room.

Xiao Yang found that when he was walking in Zhujiazhuang, the people from Zhujia did not even dare to look at him.

"Am I that scary?" Xiao Yang touched his nose and asked Han Wenrou curiously beside him.

"Scary." Han Wenrou nodded without hesitation, "Even when I heard your name just now, I felt fear in my heart."

Xiao Yang laughed twice, "It's not bad."

In the room, Zhu Yuanjiu had already made tea.

Outside Zhujia Village.

A woman in red and a middle-aged man sitting in an ordinary Volkswagen car.

"How is it?" The middle-aged man looked at the woman in red.

"No problem." The woman in red showed joy on her face, "I have successfully misled him. He should have already understood his own understanding of anger."

The middle-aged man nodded, "It's best if this is the case. He is Mr. Lu's personal disciple and the only person in the world who threatens us. Now is the critical moment, and he must not find anything."

"Is Mr. Lu really that scary?" A hint of confusion appeared on the woman in red.

A hint of fear appeared on the middle-aged man's face unconsciously, "Mr. Lu's name among us is the same as his disciples' names in ordinary ancient martial arts families. Just the name is a deterrent."

Zhujia Manor.

Zhu Yuanjiu asked Xiao Yang with tea, "What do you think about the anger?"

"I don't know." Xiao Yang shook his head.

"Don't know?" Zhu Yuanjiu was puzzled, "Isn't that girl just used it?"

"It's not anger." Xiao Yang denied, "or rather, she hid the real anger. She wanted to mislead me, so that people thought anger was just a boastful thing."

"This" Zhu Yuanjiu frowned.

Xiao Yang smiled, "This is a good thing, it is also a bad thing. The good thing is that they are not as strong as we imagined. They are also afraid and afraid. At least, they are afraid of the trump card in my hand. As for the disadvantages, if you are angry, you have to slowly explore this thing."
Chapter completed!