I'm not immortal

Chapter 264 I'm Professional in Pulling Hatred
As soon as these words came out, many people's expressions changed, and one after another, almost fire-breathing eyes, shrouded Lao Qian's body.

And Lao Qian just smiled, and unceremoniously made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Just kidding, as we all know, Qian Yaosi, the director of the Jizhou Branch of the Kyushu Mystery Bureau, asks for money for his nickname.

Apart from money, I don't want anything, including face, integrity, and so on.

So naturally, the old money is not very terrible.

As a person who has always been at the forefront of the assassination lists of major forces, Lao Qian is very handy in attracting hatred.

You know, on this list, even the director of the Kyushu Mystery Bureau, who established the current structure of the Xuanxiu world, is not as high as Lao Qian on this list.

And some time ago, the Mysterious Capital added another reward, and Lao Qian successfully ranked among the top three.

After attracting hatred on a daily basis, Lao Qian turned around and returned to the Kyushu side stand with the little bit of self-knowledge left, instead of going to other stands to play face-tricking taunts.

There is still a slight gap between not wanting to die and not wanting to die.

In the stands on the Kyushu side, Lao Qian smiled unscrupulously, and he didn't care about the hatred he just drew.

"Old Qian, are you really not afraid of being targeted after you reach the moon?"

Jiang Qi joked with a smile.

"What are you afraid of? The old master of heaven and the head of Shushan are not fake."

Old Qian smiled mysteriously and said, "Furthermore, isn't there still a senior Nuo?"

"At any rate, I'm rushing forward for Kyushu, Master, you shouldn't just watch me being bullied, right?"

Jiang Qi had nothing to say, and silently raised a thumb.

As time passed, the formations were activated more and more frequently.

Soon, the time came to the early morning.

Kyushu Fang's five quota seeds are all here.

There were also four colorful heads on the ring, but Lao Qian's expression didn't look very good.

Because there was an accident with a quota seed.

The great monk stood with one hand on his chest, his expression was still calm, with a shy smile on the corner of his mouth, but his face was a little pale, and the other cuff was empty.

"Most of the arm was bitten off by a werewolf, and when it was taken out by digging open the stomach, it had already been dissolved."

Old Qian said softly.

"Who will replace you?"

Jiang Qi let out a breath of turbid air slowly, any action is risky, let alone this kind of conspiracy of dancing on the tip of a knife.

It is inevitable that damage will occur at this moment.

Kyushu is very strong, but now Kyushu is facing almost all Xuanxiu forces except Kyushu.

"There is no one to replace them. Once the order of appearances is set, there is no room for change."

Old Liu came over at some point and sat beside Lao Qian with a calm expression, as if he wasn't the one who made a mistake in the plan.

"Otherwise, the battle in the audience will be meaningless."

Seeing this, Jiang Qi didn't say anything else, this was a naked exchange, cruel but realistic.

However, Jiang Qi knew that it was impossible for Lao Liu to have a backup.

It's not just overseas Xuanxiu forces who know how to snipe Kyushu's quota seeds.

At this time, another head appeared on the ring.

Brother Heisha smiled very much, and he had the three-point charm of old money. He was one of the few reserve players who arrived now.

Only two of the ten people succeeded, and the others, like Li Yu, stayed in the laboratory as assistants and did not come here.

As for Gu Qingyun and Zhang Ning, they only came to see the world and had no chance to be on stage.

Another successful one, Jiang Qi didn't know where he was, only Lao Liu knew.

In comparison, Brother Heisha is very rigid.

It's just a picture of Lao Tzu being number one in the world. To be reasonable, if he didn't stand aside, Jiang Qi would want to slap him.

"almost."

Lao Liu stood up, with streaks of gloomy black qi emerging from his body, and the strange and stern aura spread out in an instant, attracting everyone's attention.

"Ah"

In the silence, Lao Liu grinned sneerly, walked slowly, and came to the ring step by step.

By the way, he kicked the head of a supernatural person aside, and after successfully receiving a wave of murderous gazes, Old Liu raised his head and looked around.

"Everyone, welcome to Kyushu."

"Our hospitality in Kyushu has always been about making guests feel at home. I believe you have already experienced it. You are welcome. This is what we should do."

Old Liu opened his eyes and talked nonsense, like tentacles of black qi, rolled up the six heads scattered on the ground, and piled them into a small Jingguan.

He even carefully corroded the extra neck of a certain head so that it could be placed more stably.

"Before the start of the ring, according to the old rules of our Kyushu, a sacrifice must be performed."

Old Liu said with a smile.

Then the aura burst out all over his body, and the thick black evil spirit turned into a sickle, twisting the six heads into meaningless blood foam.

"Okay, the sacrifice is over."

Lao Liu's actions can no longer be said to be perfunctory, but to show his prestige clearly.

It has reached the point where I don't even bother to do superficial efforts.

"First game, start!"

"Kyushu, to the sacred capital!"

Old Liu didn't give other forces a chance to react at all, and directly announced the start of the group arena.

There is no competition system in this arena, no elimination mechanism, and there is no such thing as the top sixteen or the top eight.

There is only one rule, that is, when there are only three people standing at the end, the quota will be determined.

The great monk stepped onto the ring steadily and passed Lao Liu.

Without any superfluous movements, the great monk just stood there, waiting for his opponent.

Lao Liu stepped off the ring and watched with a smile.

Time passed little by little, and there was still only the great monk in the ring.

"really."

Jiang Qi smiled slightly, since the battle under the ring is the most important thing, it would be strange if Kyushu didn't act in advance.

Now that you have started to snipe at our quota seeds, and you have made the first grade of junior high school, don't blame us for being the fifteenth grade.

What?You said we started the dispute first?

That's right, you bit me?

Soon, half an hour passed.

Finally, the great monk's opponent came late.

He was a tall, blond man with blue eyes and two pairs of pure white wings on his back, his identity was obvious.

The four-winged artificial angel of the sacred city.

It's just that this child of God doesn't seem to be in such a good condition now.

The whole person is vain, as if he just got out of bed after three days and three nights of fighting.

Obviously, this is the result of forced recovery from a serious injury just now.

"The soul is ecstatic, and the bones are exhausted."

Old Qian smiled insidiously, and said softly to Jiang Qi: "The secret medicine that has been lost in the sect of the Lost Sect, the people in the research institute took a lot of effort to fish it out from the pile of old papers."

"We still have to face, we can't just snipe like those guys, right?"

Jiang Qi nodded silently.

If you can't find an assassination opportunity, you can say that you can't find an opportunity, why put money on your face.

While complaining about the old money, he looked towards the ring.

When everyone is here, it's time to start.

(End of this chapter)