The four halls are still controlled by Chen Yanzhi. Even if Qi Jianghu wants to intervene, he doesn't have the ability. After all, he can't solve Hongmen's own problems. The most important thing is that Qi Jianghu will abdicate soon. By then,
Another Hongmen leader has his own set of codes of conduct.
When Fang Hao and all the contestants stood on the stage, Chen Yanzhi, who was sitting in the elders' seat, suddenly had a look in his eyes, and then said calmly: "Mr. Qi, is that Fang Hao from Hongmen?"
Qi Jianghu was stunned: "Do you know him?"
"I just met him once, so I'm not very familiar with him, but I know he's not from Hongmen, right?" Chen Yanzhi remained calm and indifferent, as if he was just asking an unimportant person.
"Haha, it wasn't the case before, but he is the nephew of a senior in the sect, and his seniority is the same as mine. He needs it emotionally, so I let him participate."
"Oh, that's it. I wonder which senior it is?" Chen Yanzhi's face became a little solemn because she thought of that powerful woman.
"That's the nephew of my former Hongmen leader, Mr. Zhao."
"Boss Zhao, Zhao Jing?" Chen Yanzhi's eyes flashed, as if he remembered the identity of that woman.
"That's right, it's our former short seller Zhao Jing and Boss Zhao." Qi Jianghu looked solemn to show his respect. No matter what happened behind the scenes, on the surface, Hongmen still pays attention to Chinese conduct.
"Oh, I got it." Chen Yanzhi thought for a moment, no wonder Fang Hao was confident, it turned out to be this!
He sneered a few times in his heart, then stood up and gave some instructions in the ears of the European and American man, then sat back down and looked at the ring with an indifferent expression.
Qi Jianghu glanced at Chen Yanzhi indifferently, but he was suspicious in his heart. Could it be that Chen Yanzhi really had some kind of relationship with Fang Hao?
In the ring, Fang Hao really wanted to curse, especially when he looked at the guys who had formed a small circle, and then when he looked at himself standing alone in a position, it was obvious that he was alone. After a while, he would probably be a soft persimmon to anyone.
, I want to squeeze two handfuls.
But the game hasn't started yet. After Fang Hao observed it, he found a guy with long hair who was a loner just like him.
So Fang Hao walked over, cupped his hands and said, "Hao below, may I ask what your name is?"
The long-haired man glanced at Fang Hao indifferently, his eyes full of indifference, but he still cupped his hands and said, "They all call me Blood Lion."
"The name is domineering, how about we form an alliance?" Fang Hao suggested.
The blood lion glanced at Fang Hao, but shook his head and said, "I don't need to form an alliance."
"Well, look at the posture of those guys, they might come to attack this group. If we form an alliance, we won't suffer too much." Fang Hao still didn't give up. He felt that since this guy dared to go it alone, he should have someone to rely on.
"I said no." After the blood lion finished speaking, he leaned on the edge of the ring and closed his eyes. The people around him seemed to be a little afraid of him, and they stood far away and did not dare to get too close.
Fang Hao rolled his eyes, but didn't say anything. He turned around and left, but at this moment, the blood lion with his eyes closed said calmly: "If you can't defeat a group, you can lead them to me."
His face straightened: "Okay, brother, please speak quickly. If you can't defeat a group of people, you can also take them to my place."
The Blood Lion didn't even raise his eyelids. It seemed that he didn't take Fang Hao's last words into his heart at all. He even showed a somewhat cold smile on his lips.
"Will I ask someone for help?" the blood lion muttered.
Fang Hao stood aside. Among the extremely tough players, Fang Hao seemed so insignificant. He was not very tall, and he was not as strong as others. From the looks of it, he did not have much fighting power at all.
At this moment, there were seven or eight people not far away, looking at the inconspicuous Fang Hao opposite.
"Brother Sheng, that guy's name is Fang Hao. Let's greet him first!" Someone said to a guy next to him who looked like a reckless man.
This guy has a very high status in Hutang, because he is Minghong's cousin, and he is also very strong, and he is in the middle stage of internal strength.
Ming Sheng chuckled and said: "You dare to offend my brother, and you will die without a burial place. Even if there is someone to protect you, it is useless. In the middle stage of Nei Jin, among our seven or eight Nei Jin masters, it is easier to kill him than to kill a chicken."
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"Brother Sheng is right, among the seven or eight of us, two or three are in the middle stage of Nei Jin, and the rest are all in the early stage of Nei Jin. We can easily kill that kid!" One of his subordinates slapped the horse's ass.
Immediately there was a chorus of compliments: "As soon as Brother Sheng takes action, that kid will probably kneel down and beg for mercy immediately. With Brother Sheng's skills, even ten Fang Haos are not enough to fight him."
Ming Sheng accepted the flattery of many people without any embarrassment. He was held up by everyone as if he could stab Fang Hao to death with just one finger.
On the other side, there were eight tough guys standing aside, not communicating with anyone else. These were the experts recommended by the four brothers from the Brother Laohui. At this moment, these eight were also looking at Fang Hao, who was not far away.
The leader was the number one general among the younger generation of the Ge Lao Hui. Although he was only at the mid-level level of internal energy, it was said that he had killed a master who was suspected of being a master of internal energy, named Chen Tan.
A person next to Chen Tan whispered a few words into his ear. Chen Tan nodded lightly and said with a serious look: "Just teach him a lesson, don't cripple him."
"Yes, Brother Tan!" the five people responded in unison.
Fang Hao didn't know that he was being taken care of by some people, and he didn't care at all that he had forced three or four alliances to point out malicious intentions. In his opinion, the reason why he went to find the blood lion was actually for
It's just insurance. When it comes to fighting, Fang Hao has never been afraid of anyone. Fang Hao even joked that he was born for fighting.
Of course, as long as he doesn't meet an unfathomable guy like Zhao Fengjiao or a tough girl like Wen Xiao, it won't be a big deal for Fang Hao.
Although there may be many enemies, it is still a group battle, and group battles have their own rules. Fang Hao's lips curled up into a sneer, a somewhat evil smile.
"Before the competition begins, I would like to remind everyone that the use of any weapons is prohibited, otherwise they will be expelled from Hongmen as a warning to others." The competition referee stood in the center of the ring and shouted loudly.
Immediately, the referee gave the order: "Start!"
Suddenly, the arena was filled with surging murderous intent, but for a moment, no one moved, they were all 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 he seemed to be the weakest, alone, and the best opponent.
So four guys had already set their sights on Fang Hao. Fang Hao saw that these four guys hadn't even reached the early stage of internal strength. At most, they were only at the level of external kung fu masters.
Fang Hao shook his head. With these four guys, even if he had no inner strength, they were no match for him. Looking for him was simply seeking death!
The four guys recognized Fang Hao as their opponent and immediately rushed towards Fang Hao.
At this moment, many people are looking here, seeming to be waiting for an opportunity. (To be continued)