Urban magic doctor

At this moment, in Baimeng Tower, Dongfang Hongfei, Zhang Jiuren, Zhao Lei, Wenxiu, Wang Zhilong and others were sitting at the top table.

Others, members of various factions, crossed each other and sat at other tables.

Even Guo Wenyao and Le Xiaoqiao were sitting at the second seats and could not sit at the main table.

However, Guo Wenyao always believes that if he has mastered "Wind Shadow Without a Trace", he can sit at the main table based on his strength.

If he didn't give Dongfang Hongfei face, he would definitely express his dissatisfaction.

Le Xiaoqiao didn't care about her seat at the table. Looking at Dongfang Hongfei who stood up and was talking loudly, her eyes were filled with admiration.

It seemed that as long as she watched quietly like this, she was content.

As for Dongfang Hongfei's dissatisfaction with her in the past two days, she had already forgotten about it.

At this moment, Dongfang Hongfei was talking eloquently. His face seemed calm, but in his heart he was extremely proud and excited.

After all, only he could convene this gathering today, which made him feel very proud.

"Brother Zhao, you are proficient in water warfare and have considerable experience in this area. Please tell everyone a few words."

After Dongfang Hongfei finished speaking, he looked at the man in the second position on the left and said.

This man is none other than Zhao Lei, the son of the leader of the Eight Lakes Alliance.

He looked a bit older, with a strong build, a lot of wrinkles on his forehead, and cold eyes, which gave him a very fierce look.

And those who know him also understand that this person is not only fierce, but even cruel.

Except for friends who fought with him for training, all his enemies were disemboweled and their heads cut off by him.

There are even rumors that he would collect human heads and make them into specimens. Now he has collected hundreds of human heads.

Thinking about that scene, it was terrifying and perverted.

Seeing Zhao Lei want to speak at this moment, many people were looking forward to it, wondering what Zhao Lei would say.

But just when Zhao Lei was about to speak, a young man suddenly walked over quickly and whispered a few words in Zhao Lei's ear. Zhao Lei's complexion suddenly changed, and a sinister look flashed in his eyes. The color gives people the feeling of a poisonous snake, as if he will explode and kill immediately.

After the young man finished speaking, he immediately stood up and said to Dongfang Hongfei: "Brother Dongfang, I have something urgent to deal with. I'll take my leave."

Hearing this, Dongfang Hongfei's eyes flashed with displeasure.

As soon as he asked Zhao Lei to say a few words, Zhao Lei was about to leave. He felt that Zhao Lei was deliberately refuting his face, which made him very unhappy.

He took a step forward and asked with a smile: "Brother Zhao, what happened and why are you so anxious? Why don't you tell me and let me here share your worries."

"Yes, Zhao Lei, is there anything else that we can't solve?"

The person who spoke, sitting next to Zhao Lei, was Zhang Jiuren of Daomen.

This person is short in stature and is good at using double swords. He is very arrogant and likes to fight with people who use swords. He claims to be the number one swordsman in Chongwu Star in the future.

"Yes, Mr. Yang is still here. Is there anything in Fenghuo City that he can't handle?"

The person who spoke was Wen Xiu from the Iron Embroidery Sect. She was a beautiful woman, but she was short in stature and not plump. She looked like a short bamboo pole, very unattractive.

However, no one here dared to look down upon her.

When she kills people, she is no worse than Zhao Lei.

The Young Master Yang she spoke of was Yang Ruofan, the son of City Lord Feng Leicheng. He was also a genius at the pinnacle of concentration and would participate in this Qianlong Conference.

Seeing Wenxiu mentioning himself, Yang Ruofan smiled and said, "Yes, Brother Zhao, tell the matter and let's solve it together."

Then, other people also spoke one after another, saying that they would help Zhao Lei solve the problem.

With such a formation, if Zhao Lei refused, he would offend everyone.

He hesitated for a moment and said to everyone: "My brother Zhao Ang was beaten and disabled when he was visiting the night market. I have to deal with it."

Zhang Jiuyan likes to fight. He slammed the table and shouted: "You are so bold, even your brother dares to fight! I must help brother Zhao Ang regain the ground."

Wenxiu sneered and said: "Presumably others don't know Zhao Ang's identity, otherwise, Brother Zhao's name alone can intimidate people."

Yang Ruofan's expression was not very good, and he said in a deep voice: "I am the landlord of Fenghuo City after all. Since your brother was maimed, I am also responsible. I will take care of this matter. Brother Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely give you a Explain."

Zhao Lei looked at Yang Ruofan and said, "Brother Yang, there is no need to explain. However, if I kill that person, can you help me settle it?"

"No problem at all."

Yang Ruofan nodded. In his opinion, this was just a trivial matter.

"Everyone, if you want to watch the fun, then please come with me. But it shouldn't be a big deal, it may disappoint everyone."

Zhao Lei bowed his hands to everyone, turned around and walked out.

Dongfang Hongfei saw that everyone wanted to join in the fun, so he could only comply with public opinion and said, "Let's go and have a look together."

Everyone immediately followed Zhao Lei and walked out of Baimeng Tower.

Outside the gate, Zhao Ang was standing at the door, waiting for Zhao Lei to come out.

In order to make himself look even more miserable, he allowed the blood on his palms to remain, forming a pool of blood on the ground. His entire face was pale, and he looked as if he was on the verge of death.

Although Zhao Lei was cruel, he loved his younger brother very much. Seeing Zhao Ang's appearance, he quickly stepped forward and asked: "Brother, are you okay?"

"Brother, I...can't die yet."

Zhao Ang gritted his teeth and showed a very painful expression.

He was about to continue talking when he saw a large group of people walking out of Baimeng Tower. Although he didn't recognize many of them, he had met Zhang Jiuren and Wenxiu.

He found that there were other people who could walk side by side with Zhang Jiuren, so their strength would definitely be no less than theirs.

This battle is huge. Are they all here to stand up for themselves?

If he could bring all these people with him, he would be very powerful.

Zhao Ang looked forward to it and asked Zhao Lei in a low voice: "Brother, who are they?"

Zhao Lei said: "When I heard that you were injured, we all planned to see what happened together."

Wenxiu came over. He recognized Zhao Ang and said, "Zhao Ang, don't worry. The person who hurt you today, even if he has three heads and six arms, can't fly with wings."

Dongfang Hongfei also said: "Zhao Ang, you are Brother Zhao's younger brother. Your business is our business. Today, even if the other party is a god in the sky, we will definitely give you justice."

Everyone was talking and speaking out to support Zhao Ang, which made Zhao Ang's blood boil.

Any one of them is a genius with a reputation.

If we go together now, I will be awesome.

However, Zhao Ang calmed down, thinking that he had to stand up for himself first, otherwise, these people might not help him.