Douluo: Prime Minister, I understand

Chapter 427 Cao An takes the initiative to top the bag, the strong sense of superiority, advice from Lan Ying!
"There are only nine people, who else will play? The weakest ones are all strong like Wang Zhenxiang."

"There is also Nicholas, who once beheaded the messenger of hell, this battle is really a veritable pinnacle match!"

"Honestly, now I'm really worried about Miss Hell's Announcer."

The soul masters whispered, they were just watching the excitement.

If you really participate, it is completely impossible.

"Come on, come on, there's only one more thing left." Lan Ying stomped her little feet anxiously, muttering inwardly.

She looked around, her little face was still pale.

There was no soul master at all.

As for Cao An, she just ignored it.

A rookie who has never done anything, looks like a rookie at first glance.

At this time, Cao An took a step sideways, stood in front of the registration platform, and said calmly, "I've thought about it, sign up for me, nine five two eight."

Pa~!

Cao An took out the token and slapped it on the table with a crisp sound.

His reason for participating in this game is simple.

Miss Announcer, Bai Mei has given her such a high evaluation.

He has to watch it no matter what.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pity to see a beautiful female corpse after the game?
Boom~!

At this moment, all soul masters focused on Cao An.

As always, with a uniform look of contempt, and a mocking smile that everyone understands in his eyes.

"He signed up? [-], a newcomer starting with [-], I laughed so hard."

"It's funny, he thought he had a few green onions, sign up? Ridiculous."

"I really live in Bengbu, are newcomers so crazy now? Pig nose with green onions, do you really think you are an elephant?"

"Hmph, die, I think he will be the first to die."

"This rookie has zero records, so I just smiled and said nothing."

Lan Ying looked at the token on the table, but she didn't reach out for a long time.

Cao An twitched his lips and asked, "I signed up, what's wrong? Isn't it business-like?"

"Do you want to die?" Lan Ying raised her head, her eyes were calm, but Cao An could clearly see the fear in her eyes.

She didn't want herself to die, and she didn't want her to die.

"Okay, sign up. I'm going to the preparation area." Cao An waved his hand calmly, turned and walked towards the preparation area.

Everyone looked at his back with strong smiles in their eyes.

"To be honest, we can see this miraculous peak game, and we are really grateful to him!"

"Yeah, a newcomer, overthinking himself, let us feast our eyes."

"Tell me who will win this battle? Miao Renfeng, or the messenger of hell?"

"I feel that Nicholas is more likely to be cheap."

Cao An just left.

Another person walked in from the entrance of the Hell Killing Fields and went straight to the registration desk.

This person was covered by a black robe, which was very loose, and his appearance and figure could not be seen clearly at all.

He came to the registration desk and put the token on the table: "Nine 520, sign up."

"Nine, it starts with nine again, are the newcomers so anxious to die now?" The surrounding soul masters shouted, their eyes widened.

He looked towards the killing field, and it was indeed a match that Hellbringer participated in.

But why are newcomers signing up.

Is his brain circuit wrong? !

"Weird things happen every year, especially this year, what's the matter?"

"I'll go, he came here specially, I think he came here just after he entered the door."

The corner of Lan Ying's mouth twitched, she looked at the man in black in disbelief.

She felt that she still needed to say something, and she emphasized: "Newcomers, this battle is for the strong, and there are also hell messengers. Are you sure to participate? This is different from the usual competition."

"Participate, sign up, thank you." Three faint words came out, and the man in black walked towards the preparation area.

At this time, the preparation area was extremely lively.

Except for the Hellbringer in the center of the Killing Fields, everyone else is there.

Cao An walked into the preparation area, cupped his fists, and said humbly, "I'm just here to fill up the numbers. I'm sorry to disturb you."

"There is really no one participating in your battle, I can't beat you."

Cao An said, with a very sincere bitterness on his face.

Miao Renfeng glanced at him, not bothering to speak at all.

He could tell that there was no bloody aura on Cao An's body at all.

It is completely a rookie who does not participate in the battle.

The high quality dabbed on the sparse shiny black hair and asked, "Boy, am I handsome?"

"Handsome, the number one handsome in Slaughter City." Cao An gave a thumbs up on the spot.

The high-quality smile suddenly became brighter. He nodded and said, "Okay, brothers, I will guarantee this person. Anyway, he will not delay the purpose of our trip."

"Okay." Nicholas nodded.

"I don't care." Wang Zhenxiang was as sweet as ever.

At this time, the door of the preparation area opened, and another person walked in.

Suddenly the audience was shocked.

Miao Renfeng narrowed his eyes, and instantly felt that his dignity had been insulted.

Cao An came to make up the number.

So what is this person?
Is it to provoke?
Miao Renfeng looked at Cao An, and asked in a deep voice, "Boy, is this person also a fake?"

"I don't know." Cao An shook his head embarrassingly.

Seriously, he's confused now too.

It is enough to have a "newcomer" who is not afraid of death.

Is this person really not afraid of death?
Cao An took a closer look at the man in black who came in later, and found that he really couldn't see a little bit of his face.

"Hey, boy, are you also making up for it?"

High Quality let out a loud drink, and then asked narcissistically, "Boy, am I handsome?"

The man in black didn't glance at anyone. He ignored the high-quality words and stood alone in a corner without saying a word.

"Boy."

The high-quality voice became sharp, and his big taboo was that others said he was not handsome.

Not answering is an insult to his appearance.

High Quality pointed at the man in black, and said word by word: "In a moment, I will kill this man first, and you will follow the plan."

"It doesn't matter." Wang Zhenxiang smiled softly.

At this time, Lan Yan, the messenger of hell, came in. She nodded slightly to everyone and said, "The battle is about to begin, please enter the killing field."

Boom~!

The stone door behind opened, leading directly to the center of the killing field.

At this moment, everyone can see the hell messenger announcer standing in the center of the killing field.

She was as calm as ever.

Even if she saw that all the strong men came, she was not moved in any way.

"Everyone, please." Lan Ying said.

With a flick of his sleeves, Miao Renfeng appeared on the killing field in a flash.

The people behind followed closely behind, one faster than the other.

When he got to the man in black, he didn't show off any skills, but walked up the stone bridge step by step.

His steps are light, but his steps are solid.

Cao An narrowed his eyes.

He dared to conclude that this person was also strong.

And the level is placed among the eight powerhouses, which is also among the best.

Cao An smiled and walked at the back, slower than anyone else.

When passing by Lan Ying, Lan Ying's lips moved slightly, and the subtle words came out quickly: "Be careful, you are the weakest among these people, you must survive to the end, if the Hell Envoy wins, I won't touch you, If the Hellbringer loses, they should not bother to compete with a newcomer."

(End of this chapter)