Super Master System

But the two factions add up to forty people, otherwise the three shops of the Cangshan faction can't be surrounded.

I don't know who gave the Huxiao Gang disciples courage. I thought that the head of the Cangshan School was young, brave, and handsome.

Those male disciples would go crazy with jealousy, no matter what they were, they lifted up the female disciple in front of the Hundred Flower Club and threw it into the shop.

With a "bang", the Baihuahui disciples landed heavily, knocked over the shelves in the store, and the items on the shelves fell to the ground, "Hahaha, now you know we are great."

The corners of Mo Yu's mouth twitched fiercely, maybe there is something wrong with these ugly men. More than a dozen people still feel that they are great against one? Damn, don't use force unless the boss says that things can be solved with your brain. I really want to pull these stupid hairs now.

"You bitches, you like to have good-looking little white faces. In fact, our brothers are also doing well. Would you like to try it?"

"I guarantee that you are reluctant to think about Shu, and I beg your father to favor him in the future."

"Hahahaha..."

Seeing that the disciples of the Cangshan faction can only stand up and be angry, and can't do anything to them, the Huxiao gang thinks that the disciples of the Cangshan faction are afraid of their large numbers, so they become more frantic.

The foul language continued.

"You go see how she is."

The male disciple dressed in Cangshan school costumes said to several disciples of the Baihuahui who looked upright around him.

The disciples of the Hundred Blossoms Club bit their lip heavily, but they knew in their hearts that the number of people suppressed, they could not deal with these despicable people.

Still have to rely on the disciples of the Cangshan School.

"Junior sister, don't move, just let me come." The disciple stepped forward, blocking Mo Yu behind him, Mo Yu's cold eyes closed, and he walked to the side with a sympathetic smile on his mouth.

"Flap, pop, pop..."

The big face kept ringing, and a red figure shuttled among the wretched men, and the frantic wretched men who had grinned each wailed.

"who is it!"

"Who slapped Lao Tzu in the face!"

"Fuck me out."

More than forty loud faces came and went, until the last wretched man also slapped heavily on the face.

The voice stopped, and the red disciple returned to the original place. At this time, each disciple of the Liger Gang and the Red Fire Sect had a red palm print on their face.

At the same time, one side of his face swelled up high, as if he had eaten a fist.

"you you you…"

After bulging his mouth and talking for a long time, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the yelling wretched man's mouth, his face was fiery pain, and his heart was already distorted with humiliation.

Forty people! I was slapped in the face by the same person, no one had the power to backhand, and they would not need to be involved in the future.

Only then did they know why the gang leader hated Gu Zhong so much, and why! Why they can be so strong? Obviously they all participated in the disciple recruitment conference at the same time.

It's just that he joined the Liger Gang, and the one in front of him from the same village as him joined the Cangshan faction.

Now he is about to suffer such humiliation, and at this time he has only full of hatred, and has long forgotten what it means to be the first.

If he hadn't come to provoke him first, he wouldn't have been humiliated. Coupled with his IQ, even if he joined the Cangshan Sect, he would not be able to withstand the high-intensity training and be expelled from the Sect.

"Brothers! Kill it, don't think that you are a disciple of the Eight-Stream Sect, you can do it really worry-free!"

With monstrous jealousy and resentment written in the eyes of the iron rod man, he raised the iron rod in his hand and shouted.

More than forty warriors rushed over, led by the iron rod man. The disciples of the Cangshan faction took out their weapons to fight, and the whole street was smashed. Passing warriors came around one after another, and other shops closed one after another to avoid accidental injury.

When they went home to report, they had to say, what kind of head there is, there are what kind of disciples there are.

After being slapped in the face, not only did he not wake up, but he took his brothers up to death.

The result was... the disciples of the Cangshan faction stopped in the martial arts, and came one to chop one, a pair to chop another pair, and the dozen people in the front had fallen to the ground, clutching their wounds and wailing.

The people who rushed up behind stopped, "Chong!" With the roar of the iron rod man, the second group of people rushed up again. The result can be imagined.

"I don't believe that your aura will not run out."

"Fight again!" The iron rod man raised the stick in his hand and walked on the spot, muttering in his mouth. The brothers poured batch after batch, except for splashing blood on the Cangshan faction disciples. I didn't even touch anyone.

"Brother, is this guy a fool? We didn't use the spirit energy, how do we consume it?" Mo Yu asked in confusion with the sword in his hand.

"I think he has a problem with his brain." The disciple called Senior Brother pointed his finger.

Hearing the conversation between the two, the iron rod man spit out blood and finally gave up. Not only was he defeated because he heard his opponents were useless even with aura.

Instead, all the disciples of the Liger Gang and the Red Fire Sect fell to the ground, either with broken hands or feet.

There were also a few more serious ones who did not have long eyes, and their heads were cut off directly, ending a short and sad life.

At this time, the head of Gu had already hurried to with his disciples, and he could smell a strong smell of blood from a distance.

"Tsk" said aloud. "What's the matter? Didn't I say to try to do as little as possible?"

The warriors who fell to the ground wailing were taken aback. It turned out that the head of the Cangshan faction was quite elegant, and he didn't know why his disciples were so violent.

"The blood stains at the door of the shop are hard to clean, tusk..."

Everyone: "..."

"Master Gu, don't worry, our senior sisters will clean up. Don't blame the senior sisters and brothers."

Since the Baihuahui and other sects attached to the Cangshan Sect, their disciples, regardless of their size, have called the disciples of the Cangshan Sect seniors and seniors, also to show respect.

So young like Mo Yu and Xue Wanqing both became senior sisters. The disciples of the Baihua Society saw Gu Zhong rushing to explain, "They insulted first, and sent my disciples into the store and knocked down the shelves."

"what!"

Gu Zhong turned his head and looked inside the store, and he saw that the neatly arranged shelves were all turned upside down. Angrily shouted, "Grandma's, make Lao Tzu's supermarket like this."

"Hang me up and fight!"

"Yes! Head." The disciples of the Cangshan faction shouted in unison, and they were about to execute the command of the head.