Su Mu's cool operation can easily score 99 points.
I am more afraid that he will be proud.
Pei Mingqiu felt aggrieved and angry.
He looked at Yang Jiyan and others, and they seemed so innocent.
What's your look?
For whom am I working so hard and busy for whom, and for whom is my back soaked with sweat?
You are my comrades-in-arms.
Why does Mao regard me as a class enemy?
Yang Jiyan and others also woke up.
yes.
Isn't this grandson giving up just because he is afraid of death?
This is a cage fight, and the stipulated rule is to fight to the death.
How can there be any such thing as admitting defeat?
Pei Mingqiu rushed to the iron cage angrily and roared at Su Mu:
"What the hell are you dreaming about? Fight!! We have to fight! This is a cage fight. Do you know what a cage fight is?"
Su Mu chuckled, rolled his eyes, and said shyly:
"I can't beat you. Can't you admit defeat?"
Pei Mingqiu laughed ferociously, stared at him with blood-red eyes, and said ferociously:
"The rules of cage fighting are to fight to the death, don't you understand?"
"Are there any express provisions? There are still legal provisions. Show them to me. If there are, I will continue to fight."
"you……!!"
Pei Mingqiu felt that all the blood in his body seemed to have reached his brain, and his head was swelling and cracking. It was almost as if he had not suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.
This grandson is so shameless.
yes.
Are there any express provisions?
do not have.
Are there any legal provisions?
Someone who plays underground black boxing is already breaking the law. Where can I find the legal provisions?
Is it possible to edit it now?
What a damn dog.
For ordinary black boxers, what is the only purpose of black boxing?
Money.
Those who work hard for money will naturally listen to the father of the funder.
The sponsor's father is the law, the iron rule.
Who is Pei Mingqiu?
Su Mu is not a black boxer either.
Is there anything wrong with people admitting defeat?
Not at all.
This operation is so outrageous.
Jiang Wangshu laughed sarcastically, and laughed loudly:
"Open the cage, my brother has admitted defeat."
Pei Mingqiu's face turned red with anger, and the knuckles of his hands turned white. He stared at Su Mu resentfully for a while, and then he punched Su Mu hard.
Su Mu is an ordinary person now, and his punch can easily smash Su Mu into pieces.
But suddenly!!
An extremely subtle and extremely hidden murderous intention stabbed him hard.
Pei Mingqiu was so scared that he almost peed his pants.
There is no doubt that as long as he dares to take action, that murderous intention will kill him without hesitation.
What frightened him the most was that the murderous intention came from...!
The young man in the iron cage.
Pei Mingqiu was very nervous.
What's wrong with me?
Dazzled?
Hallucination?
He is obviously one of our own, why should we target him?
He was stunned for more than ten seconds before he forced himself to think through it.
It should be that the other party is blaming him for not following the rules.
He could only hold back the resentment in his heart, narrowed his eyes and said coldly to Su Mu:
"Since you admit defeat, we will be tied. In this third game, you are dead."
"I don't know whether I will die or not, but you will definitely not die."
Su Mu raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Pei Mingqiu very relaxedly:
"If you offend me, I will slowly kill you. The Tianhe Pei family will cut off its Miao descendants because of you. This is my promise to you."
Pei Mingqiu looked at Su Mu with a deep expression, his eyes twitching slightly and undetectably.
The reason why the Tianxing Sect is so feared in the world of ancient martial arts is precisely because they cannot afford to offend.
If you offend him, the whole family will be in misfortune.
The Tianxing sect is even more famous for its insistence on retribution.
Su Mu didn't talk about it for the time being, he just said that his master Zhuo Buli, everyone in front of him would shout "Zhuoxian" in frustration, and then directly scold Zhuo Gou behind his back.
This shows how much Zhuo Buli is hated by people.
Kicking down the widow's door and digging the grave of an impoverished family are all childish.
As the iron cage opened, the onlookers woke up.
Finished?
Is this the end?
I felt so lonely.
what is this?
Feng Siming also stared at Su Mu for a long time, and then nodded deeply:
"It seems that I still underestimated your... shamelessness."
Su Mu smiled softly:
"If you talk to me in your so-called condescending manner again, I will kill you in front of everyone."
The entire hunting ground fell suddenly silent.
Then.
Exploded suddenly.
Feng Siming's expression froze.
He looked at Su Mu quietly, holding back the absurdity and anger in his heart, his eyes finally narrowed into a slit, and he said lightly:
"you sure?"
Su Mu chuckled and said playfully:
"You can try."
When had Feng Siming ever been threatened like this?
But he knew Su Mu's true identity.
Thousands of years ago, the true pureblood of the Wind Clan who escaped from the Hall of Valor was far superior to him in terms of genes and bloodline nobility.
The other party's bloodline was once the supreme emperor of this world.
And he, the ancestor, was just a hybrid of a certain royal family in the last empire.
The Feng royal family has an iron law.
The spouses of the royal family can only be of the Yanhuang bloodline, and the offspring they give birth to can only be of pure Yanhuang bloodline.
Other mixed-race species are automatically stripped of their royal status.
The royal family's genetic testing technology can even identify one billionth of the hybrid gene in the gene.
Shaking his head, Feng Siming smiled softly:
"Let's start the third game."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
The moment he turned around, his face became extremely gloomy.
Pei Mingqiu gave Su Mu a sharp look and quickly followed him.
The young man who walked out of the iron cage seemed to have never appeared before and just disappeared.
As Su Mu went back to meet Jiang Wangshu, he asked Fatty:
"Fat Master, was it successful?"
The fat man snorted and said proudly:
"How could your ancestor fail if I take action? Don't worry, that guy will be more useful if he stays with Feng Siming than if he stays with you. Hehe, dear grandson, how can you thank me?"
Su Mu decided to give the fat man some practical benefits instead of always talking, so he said with a smile:
"Don't worry, I have already ordered the latest model of bionic robot for you. By then, you will be able to move freely."
Su Mu was very suspicious that Fatty was not just a supercomputer that had developed self-awareness. This old thing might have merged with the consciousness of one of his ancestors.
Anyway, it's not a loss for the old guy to call himself a good grandson for life.
For his generation, he is way above the sky.
By the way, I am of a very high generation. At least Brother Zhuo is my grandson of the 250th generation.
While thinking wildly, he went back to the bar with Jiang Wangshu and the Yu sisters.
The third game begins.
This time, Pei Mingqiu stopped talking nonsense with Su Mu and directly invited someone out.
"In the third game, let this old gentleman bet with you."
The crowd parted, and a gray-haired old man came out.
Su Mu was suddenly shocked.
Except for his extremely tall stature, there is nothing outstanding about this old man.
His face was covered with deep wrinkles, and his skin was a little pale, as if he hadn't seen the light of day all year round.