In the last manor of the green wood club, on the man-made lawn covering a vast area, thirty or fifty people are fighting together. From the sound of Zhao Sanjin to the action of Mu Chen and Su Qi, only ten seconds later, one third of the people have fallen on the opposite side.

The one-sided killing made everyone present suddenly take a breath. Looking at Su Qi and Mu Chen, who were like the God of war, they were a setback. As the strongest two under Zhao Sanjin's command, when they faced the enemy together, the momentum released was too terrible.

From the other party's reaction ability and hand strength, Zhao Sanjin can only reluctantly shake his head and say something impolite. In Zhao Sanjin's eyes, the strength of these people can't even compare with Li Erdan, and they don't know what qualification they have to sit on the lawn with sunbathing, wasting the resources of Qingmu club.

If the whole Aoki club is this picture of virtue, Zhao Sanjin has to admit the fact that he is disappointed!

In any case, as a big gang for a hundred years, how can there be several strong people sitting in the town? In the island country, the most powerful must be ninjas. In addition to ninjas, even karate masters should be trained to the peak, so they can be called strong people.

However, from the perspective of the thirty people in front of them, if they were put in the hands of Zhao Sanjin, they could only be the lowest thugs, or to put it in an ugly way, mixing black was simply not suitable for them.

Zhao Sanjin looked at the beating speed of the stopwatch on his mobile phone. In the twinkling of an eye, it was 50 seconds. Mu Chen and Su Qi were still the first to return to Zhao Sanjin. When the stopwatch jumped to 75 seconds, everyone stood behind Zhao Sanjin neatly.

"Seventy five seconds!" Zhao Sanjin didn't even look at the people lying on the ground crying. His words were directly revealed. The cold voice clearly revealed Zhao Sanjin's dissatisfaction with this time.

Ninety seconds, that's the time Zhao Sanjin gave them. The reason why he gave so much time is that Zhao Sanjin felt that the strength of the other party might not be weak, but at the moment of the fight, Zhao Sanjin found that 60 seconds was more than enough to deal with such an opponent.

Hiding behind the small window on the second floor of the villa, a middle-aged man was obviously shocked. Looking at the situation on the lawn, he tangled for a long time before pressing a number on his mobile phone.

The door of the villa opened with a bang. The big man who appeared in Zhao Sanjin's sight, with a height of one meter and eight meters, followed by two men in black, with a Dongying long knife in their hands, walked steadily, looked gloomy, and their eyes were like torches, and walked slowly towards Zhao Sanjin and his party.

"Interesting!" Zhao Sanjin didn't expect that the president of the green wood club would give Zhao Sanjin an appetizer first. It is estimated that the three people who appear in the public's view at the moment can be regarded as the hidden strength of the green wood club.

"Sookie, Mu Chen, black snake!" Zhao Sankin's mouth outlined a funny arc and whispered the names of the three. When Sookie came out, he threw the Tiancong cloud sword wrapped in rags into Sookie's hand and said with a smile: "I hope to see a quick decision!"

Zhao Sanjing knows very well that at this time, whether he or the president of Aoki club, the purpose of constantly sending strong people is to give each other a downfall.

The purpose is very simple. Zhao Sanjin has no habit of relying on others and listening to him. Aoki club is a century old gangster, and will not willingly become a chess piece in Zhao Sanjin's hand.

Since the two sides can not reach a consensus, the simplest solution is through competition. Who can hold the other side down and make decisions on dealing with the Jiaji gang.

Standing in front of Zhao Sanjin and his party, Su Qi hugged the Tiancong cloud sword wrapped in rags. Mu Chen also looked at each other with both hands in great interest. As for the black snake, the snake was disdainful.

"Is that you want to see our president?" among the three of the other party, the tough man with the head flew up and looked at the three Suqi who had gone to war. He said with thick words and saliva.

"Let you grow up so that you won't suffer more." Sookie smiled noncommittally. Naturally, Sookie responded impolitely to the other party who wanted to give a bully.

"It's arrogant!" the head middle-aged man with a body of meat looked at Sookie coldly, stepped forward and shouted: "dare to make trouble in my Qingmu meeting. I don't know what it means. I want to see how many kilograms you have."

"Black snake, I'll leave this person to you." after Suqi looked at the other three carefully, she finally made a strange decision.

Reasonably speaking, the tough middle-aged man, as the leader, should be right with Sookie or Mu Chencai. However, Sookie handed him over to the weakest of the three of them.

"Do it!" for the tough middle-aged man who felt greatly humiliated, Sookie didn't even bother to look more and rushed out directly.

The three men stepped out at the same pace, and the black snake blew out with one punch. To deal with the tough middle-aged man, the black snake's playing method is to simply fight violence with violence and deal with him with an underground black fist.

And Mu Chen should be relatively gentle. Looking at the man in black holding the Dongying long knife in front of him, Mu Chen took the lead in testing and chose to slowly approach and fight close to him.

As for Su Qi, who also plays with the knife, the playing method is more fierce. The tiancongyun sword wrapped with rags in her hand has not been opened at all. The black cloth wrapped on the scabbard collides fiercely with the long knife of the man in black.

Three people, three kinds of playing methods. Zhao Sanjin and his party all knowingly chose to step back. Although both sides knew that they were just a competition, there was no face to talk about in the game until one side failed.

Ten meters away, the black cloth wrapped on the tiancongyun sword in Suqi's hand still showed no sign of pulling away. From beginning to end, even in the face of Ninja, she still met the enemy in an orderly manner.

Not to mention Mu Chen, as the only one in the "Sirius team" who can fight Zhao Sanjin head-on, Zhao Sanjin has never worried that she will lose.

At that time, on the black snake side, they both fought with their lives, which led to a stalemate in the battle. Both sides were injured, but they still tried their best in the fight.

"Zhengzheng..." the sound of weapon collision finally rang out in the field. Su Qi's Tiancong cloud sword broke away from the black cloth, and the scabbard was thrown aside. The Tiancong cloud sword in the sky was like a God coming to the world. In the moment of collision with the samurai sword of the man in black, the samurai sword of the man in black was directly broken into two pieces.

"What a powerful weapon!" Su Qi's sudden knife, coupled with the power of a blow, even Liu Jingtian couldn't help sighing.

"The weapon of the island God's generation, Tiancong cloud sword, was inadvertently obtained on the way to the island country." Zhao Sanjin smiled and was very comfortable.

"Tiancong cloud sword in the era of God?" Zhao Sanjin's words made Liu Jingtian even more stunned. He stared at the Tiancong cloud sword constantly waved by Su Qi, smashed it twice, and said with a fiery face: "is it true or false?"

"I can't tell whether it's true or false, but even if it's false, the strength of this weapon can't be underestimated!" Zhao Sankin nodded with a bitter smile, indicating that he didn't know it.

"It's really a good knife, especially in the hands of the team member!" Liu Jingtian nodded noncommittally, but said with a strange smile: "but if brother Suzuki sees this weapon, I think he will change it from you by all means!"

"I know!" for this result, Zhao Sanjin had expected it for a long time. Whether Tiancong cloud sword is true or false, as a weapon in the era of the island God, even if it is false, it is also the spiritual symbol of the island. Even if Zhao Sanjin has a good personal relationship with Suzuki Saburo, it is not the reason for Tiancong cloud sword to fall into the hands of the Chinese people!

"Just do it yourself!" Liu Jingtian patted Zhao Sanjin's shoulder and said with a meaningful smile.