Chapter 279 Shen Sanniang in Wanma Hall

The dinner party has begun. The wine is ready, and the dishes are ready.

But there are only two guests, one Ye Kai and one Fu Hongxue.

One host, two guests.

On a long table that can seat at least 300 people, but it seems to be very crowded.

Ye Kai suddenly said, "Where are the other guests?"

"The nature that should come has come, and the nature that hasn't come will not come again."

"Good answer!" Ye Kai laughed.

This is indeed a good answer.

The dinner party is still going on.

The lanterns in the hall are very bright, just outside the hall. But it's dark everywhere.

In fact, some banquets should be in the dark. Because only when everyone pretends not to see each other can they do something wrong!

There have always been people in the dark.

The border city is not big, but the place outside the border city is very large. The place outside Wanma Hall is bigger. How many shady things are there in this big darkness? No one knows.

But there is something shady today, but some people know it.

It is not far from Wanma Hall. No matter what happens, nothing will be shocked, but it will never leave.

This is an empty hillside, but at this time, there is a person standing on the hillside. It's a man. He is not masked and carries his hands empty. Dressed in blue and black. He stood there as if he had nothing to do, but you have to get close to hear him talking...

"In Wanma Hall, there are 21 male dogs and 17 female dogs, a total of 38; 393 chickens are fed, with an average of 300 eggs per day, and about 40 broilers are eaten every day, which is not the case."

He actually reported the running account like a stewor in the account room.

Unfortunately, he is definitely not an accountant, and it seems that no one listens to his report.

"The thirty-eight fierce dogs and three hundred and ninety-three chickens have died cleanly overnight."

He seems to have finished speaking, but it seems that he has just started: "It's really a good trick to keep chickens and dogs!"

He does seem to be talking to himself, but whoever listens to him believes that he is definitely not talking to himself.

He actually sang in a low voice: "Emperor, earth emperor, people like jade, jade fragrance, Shen Sanniang in Wanma Hall."

He doesn't sing well, but his tone is very familiar. Is it that he is singing on the way to Wanmatang?

No one answered, so he had to sing again...

"Emperor, earth emperor, people like jade, jade fragrance, Shen Sanniang in Wanmatang.

The emperor, the emperor of the earth, the chicken and dog, the people are scattered, and Shen Sanniang in Wanmatang.

The eyes of the person standing on the hillside have shifted to a place, but the person who should appear in that place still does not appear.

He had to frown and speak again...

"Emperor, earth emperor, people like jade, jade fragrance, Shen Sanniang in Wanmatang.

The emperor, the emperor of the earth, the chicken and the dog, the smoke dispersed, and Shen Sanniang in the Wanma Hall.

The emperor, the emperor, the emperor, plain white clothes, peach blossom fan, 30 years of kindness today.

The emperor, the emperor, the eyes are bleeding, and the moon is lightless. Shen Sanniang in the Sword Hall!"

A person finally appeared where he stared. But it was not Shen Sanniang he thought, but a man.

"Who are you?" The man standing on the hillside looked at the man who suddenly appeared and frowned and asked!

"Who are you?" The man who appeared in the place where he shouldn't have appeared smiled and looked at the man standing on the hillside and said, "To be honest, you sing really badly."

"Real?" The man standing on the hillside looked at the man in blue and sneered: "Singing is bad, it's hard to die, but it's hard to talk."

The man in blue sighed: "Yes, there are many ways to find death."

The man standing on the hillside was lazy to talk to him more and said directly, "Where is Shen Sanniang?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

People standing on the hillside don't want to ask again, but directly short and clenched their fists.

His movements were nothing special, but when he inhaled, an illusory dragon appeared on his body.

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, are you from the Beggar Gang?"

The man standing on the hillside sneered, but did not open his mouth. He had jumped up, and the dragon shadow accompanying him had roared and rushed to the man in blue...

Flying dragons in the sky!

As soon as he took action, it was a killing move in the eighteen palms of the dragon.

There are many people who have heard of this move, but not many people have seen this move, because there are not many people who have learned it, and there are fewer people who are worth this move.

If he hadn't been a little excited, he wouldn't have made such a big move. There are not many people who died under his move, because there are really not many people who are worth using this move.

Unfortunately, as soon as he used this move, a smile appeared on the face of the man in blue standing below: "The flying dragon is in the sky. It's a shame that you made this move like this!"

Before the surprise appeared on the face of the person rising from the hillside, he saw the man in blue standing at the foot of the hillside smiling and taking action with the same fist, from bottom to top. He hit his fist hard.

There is no shadow, which means a simple and ordinary punch. But when he hit his fist, he felt the explosion of his body in an instant. Then there is a darkness in front of me...

The man in blue withdrew his fist, but never looked at the dead man on the ground again. He turned around and looked at the direction he came out and said slowly, "Shen Sanniang, now it's time for us to talk about it."

He didn't have any excuses, nor did he need any excuses. He didn't even sing like that person. Shen Sanniang, dressed in white, had appeared in front of him.

"What are you going to talk about?" Her voice was almost tired and cold.

The man in blue said with a smile, "What can we talk about? Of course, let's talk about Wanmatang."

"If you want to talk about Wanmatang, go to Ma Kongqun to talk to him."

"The seven provinces of Kanto are all under the banner of Wanmatang. They have dominated Kanto for decades. How much wealth does Wanmatang have? Sanniang must understand it until today. Wanmatang has no power to come back. Countless Jianghu people want to shoot some wealth from the Wanma Hall that is about to perish.

"What does this have to do with me? Besides, aren't you one of those people?"

"Yes, I'm also one of those people, and the biggest one, because what they think is just some wealth, but what I think is Wanmatang!"

"Your tone is really not small."

"This has nothing to do with Sanniang, and I don't need to do anything with Sanniang. I just want you to let Kanto kill less after the matter is settled. After all, Kanto used to be your Kanto.

Shen Sanniang is already sneering. She has seen a big tone, but she has never seen such a person who doesn't know the depth of heaven and earth!

The man in blue stood there and looked at her sneer. It was not until the sneer on her face dissipated that he slowly said, "San Niang, you can go. Don't come out recently. It's too messy outside."

"Who are you?"

"If you don't convert at night, you won't convert at night!"