He looked at Yang Jiyou and others, and he was so innocent.
What are your eyes?
Who am I working hard for and whom, and whom do I wet my back with sweat?
You are my comrades-in-arms.
For Mao to treat me as a class enemy?
Yang Jiyou and others also woke up.
yes.
Isn’t this grandson admitting defeat just to fear death?
This is a cage battle, and the conventional rules are to stay alive.
How could you say that you give up?
Pei Mingqiu rushed to the iron cage in a furious manner and roared at Su Mu:
"What are you dreaming? Fight!! Must fight! This is a cage battle. Do you know what cage battle is?"
Su Mu smiled, his eyes rolled, and said shyly:
"I can't beat it, can't I admit defeat?"
Pei Mingqiu smiled grimly, stared at his blood-red eyes and said with a grim voice:
"The rules of cage battles are to perish. Don't you understand?"
"Is there any clear provision? Or is there a legal provision. Show me. If there is, I will continue to call."
"you……!!"
Pei Mingqiu felt that all the blood in his body seemed to have reached his brain, and his head was swelling and cracking, and it was so lingering that he couldn't cause a cerebral hemorrhage.
This grandson is so shameless.
yes.
Is there any clear regulations?
Nothing.
Are there any legal provisions?
What a bad guy who plays underground black boxing is already illegal. Where can I find legal provisions?
Is it time to write it now?
What a fucking thing.
What is the only purpose of ordinary black boxers?
Money.
Those who work hard for money naturally have to listen to the financial supporter's father.
The money-owner’s father is the law and the iron law.
What is Pei Mingqiu?
Su Mu is not a man who fights black boxing either.
Is there anything wrong with someone admitting defeat?
Not at all.
This operation is so fucking.
Jiang Wangshu laughed sarcastically, and he laughed loudly:
"Open the cage, my brother gave in."
Pei Mingqiu's face turned red with anger. His hands were pinched white with their knuckles. He stared at Su Mu for a while, and then punched him hard at Su Mu.
Su Mu is an ordinary person now, and his punch can easily knock Su Mu into pieces.
But suddenly!!
An extremely subtle and extremely hidden murderous intent stabbed him fiercely.
Pei Mingqiu was so scared that she almost didn't pee her pants.
There is no doubt that as long as he dares to take action, that murderous intent will erase him without hesitation.
What scared him the most was that the murderous intent was shocked from...!
The young man in the iron cage.
Pei Mingqiu is so nervous.
What's wrong with me?
Dazzled?
Vision?
It’s obviously my own person, why should I target myself?
He was stunned for more than ten seconds before he forced himself to figure it out.
It must be the other party that blames himself for not following the rules.
He could only suppress the resentment in his heart, squinted his eyes and said coldly to Su Mu:
"Since you admit defeat, we will tie. In this third game, you will be dead."
"I don't know if I'm dead, 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. Tianhe Pei family will cut off the seedlings because of you. This is my promise to you."
Pei Mingqiu looked at Su Mu with a deep expression, his eyes trembling slightly.
The reason why the Tianxing Sect is so scary in the ancient martial arts world is that it cannot afford to offend.
If you offend him, your whole family will be in trouble.
The Tianxing Sect is even more famous for its vengeance.
Su Mu will not talk about it for the time being, but only said that his master Zhuo Buli will be so aggrieved that everyone in front of him will shout Zhuo Xian in a frustration, and then he will directly scold Zhuo Gou after he carries him.
It can be seen how hatred Zhuo Buli is.
Kicking widows' doors and digging out graves from families is all pediatrics.
As the iron cage opened, the onlookers woke up.
Finished?
Is this the end?
I was so lonely.
What is this?
Feng Siming also stared at Su Mu for a long time before nodding deeply:
"It seems that I still underestimate your shamelessness."
Su Mu smiled lightly:
"If you talk to me with your so-called superior demeanor, I will scold you in front of everyone."
The entire hunting ground suddenly became silent.
Then.
Blasted and burst.
Feng Siming's face stiffened.
He looked at Su Mu quietly, suppressing the absurdity and anger in his heart, and his eyes finally narrowed into a gap and said lightly:
"You, sure?"
Su Mu smiled and said playfully:
"You can try."
When did Feng Siming be threatened like this?
But he knew Su Mu’s true identity.
Ten thousand years ago, the real pure blood species of the Wind Clan that escaped from the Heroic Spirit Hall. In terms of genes and bloodlines, the other party is far superior to him.
The other party's bloodline was once the supreme emperor in this world.
And his ancestor was just a mixed race from a royal family in the last empire.
The Feng royal family has an iron rule.
The spouse of the royal family can only be the Yanhuang bloodline forever, and the descendants born can only be the pure-blood Yanhuang bloodline.
Other mixed races automatically stripped of their royal identities.
The royal family's genetic testing technology can even distinguish one billionth of the mixed blood genes in the genes.
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 was extremely gloomy.
Pei Mingqiu stared at Su Mu fiercely and hurriedly followed.
The young man who walked out of the iron cage seemed to have never appeared before and disappeared.
While going back to meet Jiang Wangshu, Su Mu asked Fat Master:
"Fat Master, did you succeed?"
Fat Master snorted and said proudly:
"How could your ancestor fail? Don't worry, that guy stays by Feng Siming's side is more useful than staying by your side. Hehe, good grandson, why do you thank me?"
Su Mu decided to give Fat Master some affordable benefits and could not always quarrel, so he said with a smile:
"Don't worry, I've booked you the latest model of bionic robot, and then you will be free to move."
Su Mu was very suspicious that Fatty Master was not just a supercomputer that developed self-awareness. This old guy might have integrated the consciousness of some of his ancestors.
Anyway, the old guy calls himself a good grandson for life, and it won’t be a loss.
Only his generation is higher than the sky.
By the way, my generation is also very high. At least, Brother Zhuo is his 250th generation grandson.
While thinking about it, the Yu sisters returned to the previous bar with Jiang Wangshu.
The third game begins.
This time, Pei Mingqiu did not talk nonsense to Su Mu anymore and invited someone out.
"The third game, let this old gentleman come and bet with you."
The crowd separated and a gray-haired old man walked out.
Su Mu was suddenly shocked.
This old man, except for his extremely tall figure, has nothing outstanding in other places.
His face was covered with deep wrinkles and his skin was a little white, as if he had never seen the sky light for many years.