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Chapter 209 Interlude
Tang Rao was bored waiting for the next program to start,
Because they made such a fuss, Huafang didn't even serve them girls, food and drinks, let alone someone to greet them.

Nanjun Wang's face became more and more gloomy, and he thought, if that person is not having fun, there is no need for this boat to exist.

Originally, he was only threatening the old bustard not to open the boat, but now he had murderous intentions in his heart.

For a big man who controls the life and death of the entire Nanjun, it is not too easy to kill a painting boat.

In fact, this is because he is not only the King of Southern Daliang, but also an innate martial artist.

If it was Tang Rao's previous world, the king of a county might still have scruples, scruples about being involved in all aspects.

But in this world where power can be attributed to oneself, there will be no scruples so much. This is the rule of this world, the real law of the jungle.

In fact, Tang Rao has gradually adapted to the rules of this world and gradually integrated into his own role.

If it was the previous world, even if he was rich and powerful, he would not grab the position that was reserved by others for no reason.

But now, he subconsciously sat in the best position here, and he took it for granted.

Seriously speaking, this time they were the first to snatch the seat reserved by others, and the Huafang side suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

However, Tang Rao didn't think there was anything wrong. He could sit in any position with whatever strength he had. Isn't that a matter of course?
He has never been a hypocritical person. From his ruthlessness in dealing with those family sects, he has already begun to adapt to this world of the jungle.

However, Henry Zhang, the king of Nanjun, was a little helpless, and said in his heart, "This is really, what kind of private interview is playing in a micro-service, if the identity is revealed, how can it be so troublesome..."

Tang Rao said boredly, "When will the show start..."

Nanjun Wang hurriedly said, "I'll let them start the performance right now, please wait a moment, my lord."

He just wanted to get up,
I saw a group of people coming in a mighty way.

The people who were whispering all around quieted down and looked over, some of them were either gloating or looking at Tang Rao with pity.

The king of Nanjun sighed, and said in his heart, what kind of miscellaneous fish came again, if it wasn't for the fear of affecting the mood of that person, I really want to slaughter this place.

He stood up, walked over leisurely, and looked at the young man in charge. He felt that this kid looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

He glanced at those people, and took another look at an old man dressed in black.

This old man is the only one among this group of people who can still catch his eyes.

However, it's just in the eyes, and it's not hard to see with the eyesight of the king of Nanjun that this old man is nothing more than a blood spirit.

"Everyone, I don't want to make a big deal out of this matter. If you save face, I will definitely repay you later."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of bank notes, each worth 1000 taels.

The group was headed by a young man in a gorgeous robe and a large white fur.

The young man played with a dagger studded with precious stones in his hand, and said playfully, "Let me see, what kind of life-or-death thing dares to take my position? It's you? You are really rich... "

He took the silver ticket and laughed loudly, "Look, these two scumbags really think that if you have a little money, you can make a fool of yourself, and don't even look at where this is. This is the Red Boat...haha... ..."

The others also cheered and laughed, full of contempt.

The young man in Chinese clothes stopped laughing, and said coldly, "For the sake of these little money, please spare your lives, crawl over here now, and I will just cut off your two hands..."

Nanjun Wang took a deep breath, turned around and looked at the bored Tang Rao, seeing that he didn't say anything, he smiled coldly.

A group of people over there were looking at him jokingly,
All of a sudden, the thin, middle-aged man in his 30s disappeared before his eyes.

The eyes of the lazy old man in black suddenly widened, "No, my lord, hide away..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure suddenly appeared in the crowd,
The figure raised his palm and slapped him lightly,
The old man turned pale with fright, and the long sword around his waist was unsheathed instantly, and stabbed at the man's palm,

However, he saw that the palm of the man turned red all of a sudden, and the fine steel long sword pierced his palm and broke inch by inch.

In a fierce hot wind, the palm like a soldering iron continued to grow bigger,

Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and the palm was printed on the old man's chest, but there was no strong wind, as if the palm was not exerting any force.

But the old man in black was motionless, and then fell to the ground with a thud, green smoke began to emit from his body, and a smell of meat emanated from his body.

The others turned pale with shock, and just as they were about to make a move, they saw heavy palm shadows.

Amidst the soft bang bang bang, the dozen or so people around all stood there dumbfounded.

The shadow of the palm was retracted, revealing the thin and tall figure of the king of Nanjun.

Plop, plop, all ten people fell to the ground with the smell of meat, and died under his burning flame palm.

Don't look at how Nanjun Wang was subdued every time he faced Tang Rao, and he was powerless to fight back, but it was because his opponent was too strong, not because he was weak.

Martial arts innate, if it was before, it was already the top martial arts in the lower world.

However, after a long time, the situation is treacherous, and all the monsters are out, which makes the old Nanjun King innately overshadowed.

The young man in Huafu was shocked and wanted to run away as soon as he stomped his feet.

Unexpectedly, a big hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

For a moment, the originally bustling scene was eerily quiet, only the sound of some people's rapidly beating hearts and teeth chattering.

The bustard and steward who were following behind were even more frightened and fell to the ground.

The steward murmured, "I said he is a master..."

He did think that the opponent was a master before, but he didn't expect to be so high.

The king of Nanjun pinched the young man in the fine clothes and wanted to break his neck.

But Tang Rao said, "Forget it, it's true that we took his position and then killed him, it's a bit too much."

The King of Nanjun smiled, threw away the young man in his hand, and returned to Tang Rao's side, "I've ruined my lord's interest..."

The young man in Chinese clothes coughed violently, and looked at Nanjun Wang not far away with resentment.

He came back to his senses, stumbled and ran back, "You, you wait for me, if you dare to kill people from my Luohe faction, you, you are dead..."

Although he said harsh words, he didn't slow down, smashed through a window on the fourth floor with a bang, and flew away.

The king of Nanjun showed a sudden expression, "So it's a member of the Luohe faction. No wonder that kid looks familiar. He looks like He Zhang of the Luohe faction. I didn't recognize him before..."

(End of this chapter)