The Ninth Secret Bureau

Perhaps because the wasteland is the widest area of ​​the arena, or because it is located in the middle of the arena, it has become a battleground in the eyes of many players. Almost every battle will be carried out here, unless both sides The disparity in the strength of the team wants to use tactics to win, such as the match between Chen Xian and the Wei family.

If it wasn't because the strength of the two teams was too far apart, why would the Wei family split their troops into sneak attacks? Isn't it fragrant right upright?

"It's really coming."

Wang Huaijin looked at the figure that gradually became clear not far away, with a more curious look on his face, because he felt that Zhou Songfo's strength was at his own level no matter how strong it was, and it was impossible to catch up with his captain so strong... . Even with this strength, you dare to confront us directly, didn't you come to die?

In the last game, Jiu Zanglou had greeted Xiaotianshi and the others in advance, and the decision of singles to determine the victory made both sides live on the issue of face, but what about Zhou Chan Buddha? Their team is somewhat similar to Chen Xian's team. Grandma doesn't care about uncle or uncle, and they hardly communicate with other teams on weekdays. To put it bluntly, they are very popular...

"The five children don't seem to be very strong." Guo Sixian said suddenly, and he seemed to be able to see the aptitude of those children at a glance, so the tone of speech became helpless, "Let's fight six on six. Is it too bullying?"

"Bullying?"

The little heavenly master knew part of the information about the Zhou chanting Buddha, so in the bottom of his heart he did not dare to despise this sloppy opponent, and he just laughed when he heard Guo Sixian's words.

"Their opponents in the last game also thought so, so they lost."

Zhou Songfo's opponents in the last game were not weak, and they were considered to be at the upper-middle level among the top thirty-two teams in the Kunlun Club. How did Zhou Songfo win that game?

no one knows.

The audience could only see the smoke suddenly filling the field. When the fog dissipated, Zhou Songfo and their opponents were lying on the ground unconscious. Some of them who provoked Zhou Songfo before the game were more miserable, compared to the others. A comatose teammate, their injuries are not average...The lightest one also had his hands broken. One can imagine how dark Zhou Song Buddha's hands were.

Wang Huaijin and the others also watched that game, but they just watched it. After a few sentences "They are quite capable", they had no other ideas. After all, in their opinion, the two teams in that game were only It can be regarded as an upper-middle level, and there is still a certain gap compared with his own team, so it is inevitable that he will have a certain mentality of contempt for Zhou Chan Buddha.

"Captain, are you looking at him too highly?" Yu Nian stepped forward, speaking lazily, as if he didn't pay attention to the game at all. "His strength is at best a second-tier player. You can tell from the energy aura spreading out of him, he can't even match the deer at his level."

"Stop talking nonsense, just hit it!" Wang Huaijin urged a little impatiently, "Can you just go up and take him home with a big mouth!"

At this moment, the two teams were no more than fifty meters apart, and Wang Huaijin's voice did not deliberately lower it, and naturally fell into Zhou Songfo's ears.

Zhou Songfo is not a violent person, but it is undeniable that he has the same characteristic as Chen Xian, that is, he is small-minded... What he hates most in his life is that people comment on himself, especially the kind of disregarding whether he is present or not. The person who just spoke out, like the kind of cheap opponent, he really wanted to see one kill one.

If it weren't for the Kunlun Club's regulations, if it weren't for some old seniors who were secretly paying attention to themselves, maybe... Since the start of the game, Zhou Songfo will probably kill more than three digits.

"That's right, no matter what the fight is, you will retreat to me. Their strength is too strong... this kind of battle is not something you can casually blend in." Zhou Songfo scratched his head. The naturally curly hair and the sloppy look look like a tramp, "You couldn't get you mixed up in the previous games, not even this time, you understand?"

The five children nodded in unison, and then scattered around in a thunderous manner, each occupying an excellent position to watch the game.

Not waiting for the little celestial masters to understand the children's cloud and flowing operation, they saw Zhou Songfo raising his head and beckoning to the drone hovering in the sky.

"The five brats abandoned the game! Only me in this game!" Zhou Songfo shouted loudly.

The main reason he yelled this sentence was because he was worried that Xiaotianshi and the others would fight and kill them. Although participating in the Kunlun meeting was to hone the bear children, it is no longer meaningful to hone in this situation. Anyone who is not careful will die, so Zhou Songfo gave the organizer, Xiaotianshi and others a vaccination first.

Players who abandon the game can stay on the field for the time being. Under the premise that they abide by the rules, the other side of the contestant shall not attack them, otherwise they will be treated by the organizer according to the theory of abandoning the game, so at this time...Xiaotian The teacher seems to have suddenly understood something.

"One-on-one?"

The little heavenly master suddenly asked, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. After all, the background of Zhou Songfo, a strange person, is too complicated, and the evil spirit on his body is even more difficult to hide...It is like a walking in the sun. Devil, that cold and gloomy breath was looming in his muddy eyes.

"One-on-one?" Zhou Songfo frowned, as if he didn't expect that the little heavenly master would suddenly mention this sentence, "Whatever you want."

"Fuck, we really gave you a face..."

Wang Huaijin was originally a violent temper, especially after he was repeatedly "oppressed" by Chen Xian during this period of time. The anger in his heart had already suffocated him to death, so at this moment, facing Zhou Songfo's kind of indifferent Attitude, Wang Huaijin exploded in an instant.

Without waiting for other people to say anything, he took a sudden step forward, and the energy in his body burst out like a landslide and a tsunami.

Although his strength is not as good as Chen Xian's super first-line strangers, but compared to ordinary strangers...Wang Huaijin is almost equivalent to the top of the mountain, the turbulent energy aura is enough to suppress most strangers Can't breathe.

But at this moment, it seems that Wang Huaijin’s “demonstration” did not affect Zhou Songfo. He still smoked the cigarette that would never burn to the end, and the white flames flickered silently. Now, a trace of weird energy is gathering in it.

"You want to fight me?"

Zhou Songfo asked such a sentence, then held the cigarette holder with his fingers, and slowly exhaled a mouthful of extremely white smoke.

"Nonsense! Why didn't I beat you up to do?!"

Wang Huaijin waved his hand abruptly, and there was a sudden gust of wind in the wasteland battlefield, and he took advantage of this wind to swept forward like a goshawk, as if at this moment he had the ability to hang in the air, and he borrowed the wind when his feet were off the ground. The speed of movement was horribly fast, and he arrived in front of Zhou Song Buddha almost in a blink of an eye.

But before Wang Huaijin had time to attack, his movements stopped due to the irresistible external force. The countless hands sticking out from the smoke held him tightly, as if he were being hidden in the smoke. The evil spirit was entangled, and the feeling of being unable to move only made Wang Huaijin's heart suddenly cold.

"All right, then I'll fight you first."

When Zhou Songfo said this, his skinny waist was already arched, exuding an aura like a winding arrow.

He didn't give anyone a chance to react, and he didn't even want to say a word. He raised his hand and hit Wang Huaijin's face with a punch...The "wandering life" for so many years was not in vain, he More than ninety-nine percent of foreigners know what a life-and-death fight is. Even if it's just a game, he won't make much lighter shots.

Of course, he didn’t want to kill people here, especially in front of those children. If he really wanted to kill, the punch would not hit Wang Huaijin’s face, but would hit his Adam's apple accurately. .

"Boom!!!"

With a frightening muffled sound, Wang Huaijin flew out directly upside down, and the bridge of her nose was directly smashed by Zhou Songfo's punch. Her blood-stained look was really embarrassing to the extreme.

Flying out, landing, unconscious.

Wang Huaijin successfully received the one-stop service given to him by Zhou Songfo.

From when he rushed up and wanted to attack Zhou Songfo, and then he was smashed into a coma, the whole process did not exceed five seconds...In five seconds, Zhou Songfo solved Wang Huaijin's overwhelming power gap. It is beyond everyone's imagination.

"Who else wants to challenge me?"

Zhou Songfo was not too dirty, so he wiped the blood belonging to Wang Huaijin on the back of his hands directly with his trouser legs, but he was not qualified to be dirty either. His pants seemed to have not been changed for at least two or three months, so let him Give the dress "set shape".

"If you don't want to go heads-up, you can fight in a group. You can fight me in a group. I have no objection."