Commanding Wind and Cloud

Commanding Wind and Cloud Chapter 375

"Fix the fart yourself!" Mogo Woxon took a sip of tea and sprayed the spit on Qian Jin's face: "You are my person from Honglu War Fort, and you will be Father's successor in the future. Man, why didn't you tell me this happened? Think Father can't handle it?"

Qian Jin's embarrassed grinned just laughed, causing a lot of trouble for Honglu War Fort this morning, although Temporarily dismissed Blacksmith Union and Lei Family, but when I think about it, there will be a lot of things that I can't think of, and Mogo Woxon needs to be busy.

In this case, will Honglu War Fort be in trouble again? Qian Jin feels really unhappy, no matter how powerful Honglu War Fort is, if he fights against three Big Influences at the same time, I am afraid it will be very uncomfortable, right? Especially the Fabredis great uncle of Enter Saint, which is not here yet.

"great uncle, I plan to find a time to go to the City Lord Mansion of the City Lord and explain it myself. If it really doesn't work, I will pay some compensation for medical expenses."

" Compensation for medical expenses? Is City Lord short of money? Well! No one is short of money." Mogo Woxon grabbed the teapot and took two sips: "Boy, Reed York is City Lord after all, you beat him in front of so many people. His wife. Think about it, if you were the City Lord, Luo Qingqing was beaten outside..."

Qian Jin's heart suddenly burst into anger, hitting my woman?

"You see your expression, don't you?" Mogo Woxon tapped his fingers on the tabletop: "So, you should be able to understand City Lord."

"Besides, City Lord Your woman has been beaten by your woman, and the entourage has been cripple by you." Mogo Woxon said softly: "If you decide to fight hard, then Honglu War Fort will give you a hard fight."

"You can do something like beating someone and apologizing." Guyue Jiaying took out his great matron status and said, "After all, Qingqing's trading company is still in Yonglu."

Qian Jin thought of Situ Yixiao slightly frowned, apologize to that kind of woman?

"I'm not apologizing to that woman." Guyue Jiaying said in a tranquil voice: "I'm going to meet the City Lord, and I can chat with the City Lord. It seems to outsiders, our family Qian Jin I've already apologized, and the City Lord's face has been saved. As for Situ Yixiao? This woman must not be present."

Qian Jin looked at Mogo Woxon with no objection. Talking about Fighter's experience, I still have some say in it, but when it comes to dealing with such specific incidents, Guyue Jiaying's ability to solve things in a backhanded way is still far from me. "Also!" Mr. Mogo Woxon

: "I originally planned to set up a table in Honglu War Fort, and I asked City Lord to come over, didn't expect you to come."

Qian Jin's indifferent shrugged shoulders, coming and going is completely indistinguishable to him. Today, if it wasn't for that woman, it was too much, and he wouldn't want to offend the City Lord.

However, offended is offended! Qian Jin also doesn't have too much psychological burden. After seeing Qian Zhanxuan's aloof and remote, unreasonable domineering and strong Big Influence and strength, Qian Jin is not like before, when he sees the City Lord, he can't help but feel in his heart. generate tension.

"Okay, I'll go talk to Reed York first." Mogo Woxon got up, grabbed the teapot and walked out, squeezed out the door before turning around and said, "I drink this teapot to the mouth of the teapot. It's over, you won't want it after thinking about it, right?"

Qian Jin raised his hand in a gesture of begging, Mogo Woxon hā hā grabbed the teapot and flashed, Luo Qingqing said in a low voice: " This is the ninth teapot..."

The ninth? What's the meaning? Qian Jin looked at Luo Qingqing in confusion: "Could it be that Mogo great uncle came here once and took a teapot?"

Luo Qingqing nods, Qian Jin is speechless, is this uncle still Have a hobby of collecting teapots?

"Is the shape of the teapot different every time?" Qian Jin couldn't help but ask.

"Yes." Luo Qingqing looked at Qian Jin unexpectedly: "Could it be that Elder Brother Jin thinks..."

"This great uncle will not collect teapots Are you a hobby? Next time, you can put a teapot exactly like today's."

Luo Qingqing looked towards Guyue Jiaying in embarrassment, and heard this great matron: "There is no identical teapot at home."

"Go to the street and buy one!" Qian Jin curl one's lip: "Go and see what kind of teapot Mogo great uncle usually uses to drink water, let's put one like that."

"The most common teapot is ten copper plates." Guyue Jiaying thought for a while: "Or eleven copper plates."

"Then let's get one like that too!" Qian Jin slapped the table , looking at the sky and calculating the time, it is almost time to set off. After all, Jun Wudao's residence is not so close to Honglu War Fort.

"I'm going to see Yonglu City's underworld Big Bro Jun Wudao, you guys are busy first."

The four girls sent Qian Jin out of Honglu War Fort together On the way to Honglu War Fort, many Fighters turned their heads back and forth, and they all cast their envious eyes on Qian Jin.

Beauty! It is a rare thing to be accompanied by a beautiful woman, look at the ability of others! Four at a time! And, so harmonious.

Yonglu City's influence has its own scope, and there is a faint appearance of making the city into several cakes, cutting them into several pieces, and letting everyone share the food.

Although Jun Wudao's Tyranny Party is connected to the influence of Honglu War Fort, there are still some roads in their respective sites. Qian Jin took out the invitation and looked again, and confirmed that the meeting address is the home base of Tyranny Party. , trotting along the road on a war horse.

The difference between big cities and small cities is that there is a side road on the main road for horses and carriages.

The underworld influence of ordinary cities is relatively hidden, but the Tyranny Party is completely different from what Qian Jin had in mind. It is almost an organization that lives entirely under Guangming.

Qian Jin looked at the door of the Tyranny Party. It did not have the iron blood energy of Honglu War Fort, nor the academic atmosphere of Expedition College. The giant beast swallowed all the way! At a glance, it feels like the cold air is inhaled into the hair.

The two members of the Tyranny Party, who were guarding the door, were also wearing the same black Fighter uniforms, and even the belts were also black.

Qian Jin looked at the clothes of the two in front of him, and then looked at the clothes on his body. It was too similar. He entered the Tyranny Party wearing one, and he would not be regarded as the one who came by the people inside. Are you provocative?

"You two, I'm here to see Mr. Wudao." Qian Jin took out the invitation card, the faces of the two Tyranny Party members who were guarding the gates disappeared, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips. Both sides stepped aside and said, "Is that Mr. Qian Jin? We, Mr. Wudao, are waiting for you."

There is no Big Influence notification habit, and there is no arrangement for people to lead the way. Other Big Influences are full of differences.

The buildings inside the Tyranny Party are not ordinary. The walls and roads of the passage are full of wall sculptures. It is the cruel scene of Human-Demon Battlefield. The protagonist of the eagle.

The Life and Death fight again and again, sent back on the edge of the death line again and again, the comrade of the beside fell again and again, and the thoughts of wandering on the edge of death again and again are all filled on the wall sculpture. .

There is no Master's artistic technique, simple but real. Walking in this passage seems to feel the life course of this Fighter.

More than half of the journey, the wall sculpture of Human-Demon Battlefield disappeared, replaced by the survival in the city, a Fighter who left Human-Demon Battlefield, struggled ups and downs in the city.

Qian Jin began to understand that these wall sculptures are likely to be Jun Wudao's life course, although Tyranny Party does not have the inheritance of other influences for many years, but this new influence also has its own unique side.

Crossing the corridor, Qian Jin's vision suddenly widened. This is a very, very large prototype hall. There are nearly a hundred Tyranny dressed in black clothes and wearing black belts. Party member.

Looking around, except for a little red in the whole room, there are only Tyranny Party members in black clothes.

murderous aura exposed! Qian Jin looked at every member of the Tyranny Party present, exuding naked murderous aura, the weapon around his waist seemed to be able to unsheath at any time to fight for Life and Death, forming an indescribable murderous aura .

Qian Jin's eyes swept across the crowd, and finally landed on the red dot in the black. The man sitting on the throat of the black stone was a man who was not familiar, but had seen it before. The face of the man, Jun Wudao!

That's right! That long, ugly, vicious, hideous scar that stretched from the corner of the eye to the neck was only seen on Jun Wudao's face! When he laughed, the formidable person temperament of the underworld on his body would be mixed with the scars, showing a more sinister expression.

Jun Wudao is not the one who attracts Qian Jin's attention. The woman standing beside Jun Wudao is the one who attracts Qian Jin's attention. Her slender legs are wrapped in fiery red Fighter clothes. Breasts are the capital of every beautiful woman, and this woman also has the same excellent capital.

The delicate and beautiful face and the youthful air on her body prove that she is a very, very young girl, maybe not even old enough to enter Expedition War College.

The underworld formidable person is the underworld formidable person! Qian Jin gently nodded, the lover is not only very beautiful, but also absolutely young! This Jun Wudao is also considered a good appearance, but the terrifying look on his body really affects the appearance too much.

“Hah!”

Hundreds of Tyranny Party members let out a roar mixed with anger at the same time. The house that shook with the sound seemed to fall into dust, and blades and swords were also instantly released from their sheaths. flashed out, and chaos's blade light and sword shadows appeared in the hall.

Qian Jin looked at all around the Tyranny Party members without raising his eyelids, and nodded in approval: "Mr. Wudao's Tyranny Party is very good! The quality of these people is very good! It's like that It's something."

Jun Wudao rested his elbow on the armrest of the black stone Throne with his right hand and tapped the temples with his index finger. Qian Jin, who was walking in the Mountain Sword forest, frequently nodded: "Interesting, really Interesting. I heard earlier that a very good youngster appeared in Honglu War Fort, who dared to hack Evil Moon Angel to death, and Bi Neng hacked Evil Moon Angel to death. Much better."

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