Outside the ruins.

Zhang San sat on the ground, holding a bowl of big porridge in his right hand and chopsticks in his left hand, and eating greedily.

Ye Bugui stood beside him holding a blood sword.

No words were spoken.

His eyes looked around, very alert.

"The best food in the world is this big-grain porridge." Zhang San ate all the bowl of big-grain porridge, burped with satisfaction, and sighed: "How great would it be if he could eat big-grain porridge every day."

Ye Bugui didn't reply.

"The gutter capsizes. If you hadn't come to save me, I would have been crushed under this ruin like Sun Wukong for five thousand years!" Zhang San stood up, kicked a piece of concrete gravel away, and clapped his hands: "Let's go, Li Shier will go later."

After saying that, he looked at Ye Bugui and asked, "Do you know where Li Shier is now?"

"Unreliable news, Li Shier is in Tongquetai." Ye Bugui said.

"Unreliable news... is really unreliable. Even the news I inquired myself is unreliable. Do you think I am too impatient and underestimating the enemy?" Zhang San stood on the ruins and began to reflect.

What should I do if I go to Tongquetai and encounter a trap again?

He Zhang San is not afraid of powerful warriors, but is afraid of such sinister and cunning people.

At that time, will there be another explosion in the Tongquetai platform? Will it still make people live?

"I have summoned 100,000 warriors and will surround Qingcheng in seven days! But you know, many of these warriors are changing their minds when they see the wind and may not be really loyal to me. But as long as they come, it's enough."

Zhang San's eyes rolled and patted the dust of the white suit on his body: "Or what if I'll cheat his hometown and go to Zuoqiushan?"

"Zuoqiu Mountain has heavy troops to defend, and there are wolf riders. It is not wise to go. The most important thing at the moment is not to find a enemy Li Shier. You have not been in this world for many years and don't understand too many things."

Ye Bugui spoke out his advice next to him.

Zhang San is very capable and difficult to be killed.

There is no choice to never return at night.

He must rely on Zhang San to complete his revenge plan.

His superstitious force also needs wisdom to support him.

If a short-term tolerance can bring huge future benefits, it is worth it.

"Then tell me, who is his enemy?" After such a struggle, Zhang San realized that it was not that easy to defeat Li Shier.

"As far as I know, there are Du Jinghong, the prophet of the Divine Realm, Chi You and the Imperial Master. These are Li Shier's former enemies. They have had their own experience in fighting with Li Shier for a long time."

Ye Bugui added: "The most suitable one is Du Jinghong. He is smart and powerful, and he is Li Shier's most difficult opponent."

When it comes to Du Jinghong, he has his own selfish intentions.

Ye Bugui didn't choose to die. One is that he was unwilling to give up, and the other is that he changed his mentality when he was tortured by Zhang San.

Just after Yizhe, he needs to maintain a reasonable attitude.

"Du Jinghong? A glimpse of Jinghong. This name is good, can you find it?"

Zhang San is a smart person, and he knows that the current situation is not good for him.

Although I have confidence, it is still good to do anything with confidence.

Seeing Long Wu and Li Shier get together, Zhang San is a little uneasy.

That was a seductive woman.

If Li Shier's soul is really attracted, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Zhang San actually wanted to know whether Li Shier had sex with Long Wu.

No matter who it is, as long as you have sex with Longwu, you will get the ability of Longwu.

However, while gaining abilities, people will also lose their souls.

Become a puppet of dragon dance.

Only Zhang San and Li Si knew about this, and even Wang Ermazi didn't know about it.

"Brother Li, you'd better control yourself. That girl's ability is attractive and her figure is also attractive. But I have been enduring it for a long time. If you can't control yourself, then I have to face it, but a stronger Long Wu."

Zhang San sighed.

"As you said, find Du Jinghong and contact him to see me as soon as possible. If you don't come, I will go and kill him in person."

Zhang San disappeared on the street.

"One day, I will become the master of this world." Ye Bugui clenched his fists, his eyes becoming redder.

He felt a burning heat on his chest.

The mouse seemed to be coming out.

"Damn it! Why is this happening!" Ye Bugui had red eyes, grabbed the blood sword tightly with his right hand, and disappeared on the street.

He has his own information channel and can find Du Jinghong.

Inside a bar.

The chaotic order in Qingcheng not only did not scare ordinary people, but also excited them.

There are rules in the martial arts world.

Once such a top-level war breaks out, you must never implicate innocent people.

The martial arts world has its own methods, and the lives of ordinary people must be guaranteed.

If it is because of their melee, the lives of ordinary people will be affected, the world will retreat.

The leeks must be kept well before cutting them.

Sustainable development.

Otherwise, society will regress, and relying solely on these warriors who only know how to grab territory and fight all day long will probably return to the primitive era.

Li Shier once asked the world the warriors, what is the meaning of your existence?

Apart from fighting and creating disputes, it seems that it has not made any contribution to the world.

Sometimes it is reasonable that existence is not completely reasonable.

Because the right to speak is in the mouth of the strong.

"Have you heard it? The Qingcheng Building was bombed. My God, Qingcheng landmark building is gone if it is gone!"

"Fortunately, there were no casualties, but Ouyang Nanzhi said that this was a fixed-point blast, saying that it was to build a higher one."

"I think it's probably attacked."

Ordinary people are drinking wine and talking enthusiastically about what happens during the day.

And in the corner of the bar, there are many warriors scattered.

Their whereabouts are hidden and they look no different from ordinary people.

"You want to see the city lord?" A pale man was holding a cocktail and drinking slowly.

If I don't know, I would think it's a vampire drinking blood.

His face was too white, pale and a little scary.

"It's not me, it's the Third Master. I'm here to meet you on behalf of the Third Master." Ye Bugui picked up the wine glass, shook it, and lowered his voice: "The current situation is, the Third Master is a well-deserved hero. And if you city lord cannot seize this opportunity, there will be no more day to turn around in the future."

"Oh? Really? I don't believe it. Hahahaha!" The man laughed and poured wine on Ye Bugui's face. "If Mr. Zhang was sitting here and talking to me today, I wouldn't say anything. But what are you? A dog of Mr. Zhang is worthy of talking to me like this? I am the brother of Lord Du, the leader of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang!"

Bang!

He picked up the wine bottle and smashed it on Ye Bugui's head!

"I want to talk to our city lord and let Mr. Zhang come to see me in person!"

"Looking for death!" Ye Bugui drew his sword in an instant!

Click!

The table and chairs were shattered, but the man disappeared.

The wine on Ye Bugui's head dripped down his hair.

His eyes were cold.
Chapter completed!