Chapter 512

"they are gone..." the person responsible for tracking Tang Chuan is Wang Jun, whose name is Wang Jun. his parents hope that he can reign in the world, make the family bigger and become a big family.

When Wang Jun was a child, he met a Taoist, who is now his master. The Taoist said, "you are just like your name.". Take him as an apprentice and take him to practice for four months every year.

It was not until he was eighteen that he realized that the place he went to every day was not fairyland, but Penglai. His master is Taoist priest Qinghui. He is famous for his good divination in Penglai. His divination is worth more than a thousand gold.

Just as the Taoist priest Qinghui said in his divination, he was sent out of Penglai by Qinghui when he was 18 years old and let him wander around by himself. Today, he has not returned to Penglai for seven years, and his family has changed from being unknown to hot. He was called the first king and fifth brother by those maidens, and got the nickname of five brothers. Some people who are not as good as his elders are called Wang Xiaoge.

Except for Taoist priest Qinghui, no one knows that he may not survive this year. This is not a prediction, but a fact about to happen.

Seven years ago, when he left Penglai, Taoist priest Qinghui didn't have the smell of daoguxianfeng. He wore a tattered Taoist robe and hung a wine gourd around his waist. He took a drink in a muddle and chewed on a slogan that his ancestor was qingluan's little green bird leg. He happily said, "if you can live to 26 years old, I can let you continue to practice. I think you have dealt with your family at that time It's something. "

"Am I sick?" Wang Jun was stunned and looked at the broken little Bluebird. Once he ate the little Bluebird, he drank a lot of unknown wine, and competed with immortals.

"It's a disaster. I don't know how you were at that time. I only know that you may die." It's hard for Qinghui to be a little serious: "even if you die, I can only take it as if I don't have your apprentice. I can't revenge."

"Want to open up a little bit." looking at the apprentice's stupidity, Qinghui Laodao was also a little impatient. He tried to persuade him: "mole ant's life is only a few decades. You've lived so many years, and you're dead. I'm not afraid to tell you that it's better to die than to live. "

On that day, he left Penglai and walked alone for the first time along the road to RI Lai. The birds and beasts around him seemed to have suffered some great difficulties.

"Is this his apology?" Wang Jun looked at Tang Chuan and explained in person that the pile of money was given to the boss, and he knew that he had to follow them to eat ashes. He couldn't do anything with the couple. He didn't mind killing these two ordinary people himself.

"Tell them that it's too late to monitor tangchuan's road and not to decorate the hotel." Wang Jun looked at the slow flow of cars downstairs. The tiger in the road was there. He told the disciples of Zhang Laodao.

The disciple nodded his head and said, "good"

he still looked down the stairs, and the roadblock was gradually passing by. All of a sudden, Wang Jun was shocked. He just looked at Tang Chuan, and his fighting spirit rose.

Wang Jun is also a famous Tianjiao in Penglai. Otherwise, he would not have been selected as a disciple by the old Taoist of Qinghui. Otherwise, he would not have defeated many so-called heroes of his generation and took the lead in reaching the peak of xuanming. This damned dividing line had to be inch by inch for several years.

"Make an appointment with them and we'll find a place to fight for life and death!" When the car stopped, Tang Chuan's voice reached Wang Jun's ears. Tang Chuan was surprised by Wang Jun's age and strength. Among his peers, Wang Jun was absolutely the best. He is very young and has the strength of xuanming peak.

"Don't need them, I'll do it!" Wang Jun is proud. He disdains to beat up Tang Chuan with those old guys. He wants to kill Tang Chuan, the so-called thief alone. No, old Zhang Dao has upgraded him to a butcher.

"It's hard to clean up in a bigger place." Tang Chuan said his own opinion, here is not the first or Second Ring Road, but also prosperous, here a war, the situation can not stop, God knows what will be said in the newspaper tomorrow.

"All the way south, there's an underground ring. I'll wait for you around there." Wang Jun said the address, a slap knocked out Zhang Laodao's Apprentice. There are dark people from all over the world, Thai Boxing masters and boxing champions who die every month.

"To the underground ring in the south."

"Underground ring?" Xu Hanshan was not surprised. He took it for granted. He just introduced the underground ring in a conventional way. "The most widely known saying of the underground ring was that the Americans practiced it in order to transfer some things that could not be seen in the United States at that time. In fact, this is a stronghold where the dark races moved when the West failed to get on the stage and the new world was suppressed. "

"Later, because of their destructive power, the dark Council had to build a boxing ring and let them fight in it. You can do anything but kill. Up to now, there is not so much attention. This is the tomb of the champion. One or two people die every month

"So many champions?" Tang Chuan scoffed.

Xu Hanshan was not surprised. He had known for a long time that Tang Chuan didn't know much about the outside world: "in America, Brasilia, cabbies on the Sea run rampant in the underground ring. Tyson's is definitely not able to survive ten games. Every year, there are not rare and shameless boxers who come here and die. ""Not only that. It's still the territory of the dark race."

"So what?" Tang Chuan didn't think so. He was expecting more. He didn't fight with the so-called dark race.

Tang Chuan was waiting, waiting for the king, waiting for the dark race.

About half an hour, Xu Hanshan stopped outside a western style building: "this is the underground boxing ground."

"You finally come" did not get off, Wang Jun's cold voice came from the door.

Tang Chuan is not in a hurry to answer, pacing forward, looking at Wang Jun and the two people around him. A Nordic strong man, casually wearing a shirt, jeans; a British classic aristocrat, dressed in elegant, clubbed "crutches.".

"Abern Cade, it's rumored to be a member of the vampire family, but the name is fake. His strength is almost xuanming. In the evening, he can reach the middle stage. He is the marquis. That strong man named bud, werewolf, usually only has the mysterious strength, the full moon can reach the peak Xu Hanshan, the first king, told their identity.

Wang Jun didn't mind these trifles. He just looked at Xu Hanshan: "I heard that you are also from Penglai. Why do you help thieves?"

He did not hesitate to divide Tang Chuan into vicious villains. His commanding tone only brought a sword spirit.

Xu Hanshan moves very quickly. He takes out the broken sword from mustard seeds. But in the blink of an eye, a sword spirit has already penetrated the marble floor of the reflection figure under the king's feet.

He then slowly took back the sword: "many families cheat the common people. Why don't you help the people, but you can't help others?"

"Are we not saying that there is a way but not a way? Morality and principle are just tricks to deceive children Wang Jun's voice softened slightly, and he did not intend to continue his nonsense: "there are only two of us in this war."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang will not know that we are here before the death of your master." Looking at Xu Hanshan who was extremely alert, Wang Jun sighed and removed his wariness.

Tang Chuan walked slowly into the villa with Wang Jun, passing through the long and wide table, bypassing the wood burning closet, and a small door was pushed open by the king.

Tang Chuan's nose is very smart. This is the result of Sanniang's training for him for many years. He has killed many people and is familiar with this smell.

Behind the door is another world. There are many people with wide seats. They are jubilant. They watch the warriors in the middle of the field pounding each other with their own bodies, unrestricted killing moves and unrestrained use. In the past month, there hasn't been a single winner in a row.

"Look at your grave first." Wang Jun reminded Tang Chuan in good faith for one second, and then he entered into a state of state and roared: "bastard, the action is too slow. Hurry up, kick him..."

"this is the underground black boxing, unlimited charm." Xu Hanshan is also about to enter the state of "no referee, every war may be the end of life, in this, I was almost killed by a small tomboy knee."

"Will you be kicked to death by a so-called strong man?" Tang Chuan was surprised at Xu Hanshan's statement.

"There's nothing impossible." He shook his head. "It's too close. She's very fast. She doesn't have any fancy moves. I don't have time to draw my sword and cast my magic. You know, from the beginning, she only wanted to kill me. I'm just surprised that my opponent will be a petite woman

"Later, I was always on guard."

Tang Chuan laughed and gave him an evaluation: "not bad."

"You're lucky, too. I've put a million on that tomboy. As a result... "Wang Jun cut in, not as annoying as just now.

"I'll bet 100 million on the boss. It's too little to tell the truth." Xu Hanshan tit for tat. He has never been a fuel-efficient lamp, but he is more mature than before. He is not as sharp as before and his enemies are all over the world.

"You don't have a chance" Wang Jun is confident enough, or proud. He also wants to go to Penglai Dayu to meet Qinghui Laodao, eat little Bluebird and drink the gourd wine.

"Who can win a small bet?" Wang Jun invited.

"I'll bet on the one on the left." Tang Chuan took a look and made a decision.

"Then I'll take the one on the right." Wang Jun doesn't mind. It's just a small bet, no bet.

"Boss, can I help you with some money?" Xu Hanshan asked Tang Chuan, eager to try.

"Is it ok now?" Tang Chuan was stunned. He had not heard that he could bet after the game started.

"Other people can't do it. Who am I? Of course I can."

"If you obey the rules in general, and the people in power trample on the rules, you must have done a lot." Wang Jun's face was satirized.

"Nature" Tang Chuan nodded and blurted out, "who is not? You? "

Wang Jun was silent.

"If you play, don't play too much. How about 100 million?" Tang Chuan looked at Xu Hanshan and asked Wang Jun.

The people sitting next to "puff" directly sprayed it. Don't play too much. One shot is 100 million yuan.

"Yes," Wang Jun nodded. It was the tuxedo vampire who was called in charge. His name could not be named Tang Chuan.Explain the process clearly, and the process has been completed. The 100 million bet will make the atmosphere more heated through the radio.

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