Douluo space fighting god

Zhu Zhuqing's strange-colored eyes flashed continuously, and she noticed that today's Feng Ce was completely different from the aura of the past.

In the past, he often smiled and looked calm.

But today, it seemed that he had touched his reverse scale.

The dragon's inverse scales, you will die if you touch it.

Qin Tian, ​​who was clamoring just now, has already gone to the gate of hell. If you hurry up, you can buy a first-class cabin.

However, Zhu Zhuqing didn't know the reason for Feng Ce's anger. Could it be those words they said?

Ning Rongrong in the audience had been worried for a long time, but now he breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene.

In their Qibao Glazed Sect, killing people with no more than a nod is nothing.

At this time, the host saw something was wrong on the stage and rushed over.

Feng Ce was about to take action again, but was stopped by the host.

"The game is over!"

The host was also someone who had seen strong winds and waves, but his voice was trembling at this time.

Given the current situation, Feng Ce could not continue and had no choice but to restrain the fluctuations in the soul power of the Ultimate Feng Wuhun.

At this time, the audience slowly took a breath. The previous pressure from Feng Ce made them breathe more cautiously.

When Li Zhe saw that his partner was already cold, he put away the soul power he had released, quickly ran over and pushed him.

"Brother Tim, Brother Tim!"

It's over, completely dead.

"How could he die?" Feng Ce said suddenly, pretending to be confused.

"You, you are the one who killed Brother Tim!" Li Zhe stared at Feng Ce fiercely.

"I didn't! I didn't even use any force, how could he be dead?" Feng Ce spread his hands and ran over to take a look.

He exclaimed, "Fuck! He's really dead. What's going on?"

The host was immediately stunned. Didn't you kill him? Can you not know?

"In this game, the Qingfeng combination wins!"

However, the host had to announce the result loudly at this time. It remains to be determined whether it was an accident or intentional.

Suddenly, the audience was in a commotion again, accusing the sky of causing them to lose money.

"What rubbish is covering the sky? Why pay me for it!"

"Pay for my coffin book!"

"It's the tuition for my daughter to go to the intermediate college, you cheaters!"

Li Zhe's face turned dark. No one cared about his teammates when they were cold, but he was scolded bloody.

Feng Ce stepped down and Qin Tian was dragged away by the medical staff.

"Excuse me, what happened in this game?" the supporter asked with a microphone.

"I guess it was an accident." Feng Ce gave an ambiguous answer.

But at this time, Ning Rongrong cleverly called Flanders and Tang San Xiaowu.

The fighting spirit field has also sent personnel who specialize in handling similar incidents.

Flanders understood the general situation from Feng Ce. Not only was he not angry, but he praised him.

"We Shrek can't help others do evil. Those who don't cause trouble are mediocre people!"

"With your words, I can rest assured."

Feng Ce nodded with satisfaction.

Flender entered the Soul Fighting Arena's office and talked with the accident personnel of the Soul Fighting Arena.

"You are quite smart." Feng Ce couldn't help but praise Ning Rongrong.

"Hey, I'm not afraid that they will make things difficult for you. If that doesn't work, I'll call my father!"

Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue cutely. This kind of thing was not worth mentioning to her.

At this time, the host took Feng Ce's bonus.

Looking at the few gold soul cards in my hand, which amounted to a total of gold soul coins, I couldn't help but beat my chest, why didn't I buy a thousand gold soul coins just now?

Otherwise, I would have received two years’ salary!

"Hello, this is your settlement bonus." The host handed over the golden soul card with both hands, thinking that it would be great if he could share one hundred and two hundred with him.

Feng Ce accepted the money, took out a thousand gold soul card, and threw it away.

"I'll reward you if you have more discernment in the future."

The host quickly took it and was extremely excited. This was one thousand gold soul coins, half a year's salary.

"Okay, it must be necessary!"

Taking people's money to help others eliminate disasters is completely normal no matter where they are.

After the host leaves.

Tang San was extremely envious and couldn't help but ask Feng Ce how to make money.

Feng Ce did not hesitate to teach him, and after interpreting it, Tang San benefited a lot.

You have to have the capital to sum up a truth.

Half an hour later, Flanders came out of the negotiation room, and Qin Tian's death was determined to be an accident.

At night, close to eleven o'clock, Soto City can be said to be the city where the sun never sets. No matter what time it is, the city is filled with white light.

For some businesses, this is just the beginning.

Dai Mubai and the two twins were playing three-person Landlords, and the sound of playing cards was extremely loud.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar may be a little bit worse. After eating fast food, they stayed overnight.

So Feng Ce invited a few other people to have a late-night barbecue and didn't go looking for them.

Several people ordered a lot at once.

Tang San and the others were all having barbecue in the private room, and couldn't help but express that following Feng Ce, they really enjoyed spicy food, and no one else was having a good time these days.

Feng Ce looked to see if there was anything delicious left, and prepared to order more. After all, he had earned five gold soul coins, so he could eat whatever he wanted!

"Fengce Fengce, I want to eat this!"

Ning Rongrong suddenly jumped out from behind and pointed at the steaming sausages on the grill.

"Okay, let me take one too." Feng Ce took two and handed one to Ning Rongrong.

After taking it, Ning Rongrong looked at it and found that not enough tomato juice was added, so she said immediately.

"Feng Ce, I want your dick."

Feng Ce had no choice but to exchange one with her.

Ning Rongrong took the sausage, took a bite with a satisfied look on his face, and licked the corners of his mouth with his little tongue.

"Well, your sausage is more delicious and juicy."

Feng Ce was startled, as if something was wrong, and quickly said, "Okay, let's go back to the box."

Ning Rongrong followed soon after.

Not far away, the man in black who was secretly observing seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He was also hungry, but he had a mission to go back and report as soon as possible.

It's getting late.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Great Hall of Discussion.

Ning Fengzhi took a sip of hot tea and it was almost time to go to bed.

But before that, he wanted to know about his daughter's current situation.

"Uncle Jian, how is the new spy sent today?"

"Well, the newly sent spy is highly qualified and his briefings are clear. There will definitely be no unnecessary misunderstandings." Uncle Jian looked determined, but also a little sleepy.

"Well, our Rongrong is elegant, gentle and quiet. We have my style, so there must be some misunderstanding today."

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, exuding the aura of a humble gentleman from top to bottom.

"What the sect master said is true. We Rongrong are spotless and clean."

Uncle Jian looked at the dark sky outside and couldn't help but said, "It's almost time for the spy to come back."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Outside the hall, a young man in black clothes and a mask walked in with his legs bent, bowed his hands, and knelt down.

"What's wrong with you?" Uncle Jian asked with concern.

"It's nothing serious. When I passed by a farmhouse, I mistakenly thought he was a thief and was beaten up. But it didn't affect my ability to come back and report on time."

The young man in black smiled bitterly under the black cloth.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but admire him, this was called dedication.

"Okay, then you can tell me nicely and I will reward you heavily!"

The young man in black thought for a moment. He was experienced and good at imitating.

"Sect Master. Today, the young lady and I arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena. They opened a private room, and the young lady said."

At this point, the young man in black imitated Ning Rongrong's soft voice.

"Feng Ce, do you want both of us? Xiaoqing and I, you can only choose one~"

Ning Fengzhi was instantly furious and slapped his palm on the table, "Uncle Jian!"

"Sect Master, calm down. Give him another chance and let him talk things over. Xiao Hei is someone I have grown up with, so there is absolutely no problem."

The young man in black is very calm and quite confident in his profession.

"Well, this was indeed a misunderstanding. It turned out that the boy just asked them to stay in the box."

Ning Fengzhi restrained his anger. It seemed that he was too impulsive.

"You go on."

The young man in green clothes nodded, "Later, I followed them to a store. This is what the lady said."

"Fengce Fengce, I want to eat your dick!"

"Hmm, your sausage is more delicious and juicy."

Uncle Jian's face turned livid when he heard this, and he was trembling all over. He couldn't help but look at Ning Fengzhi.

Just hear a "boom".

Veins popped up on Ning Fengzhi's face, and he was furious. He slapped the carved table with his palm and shattered it. He roared angrily.

"Uncle Jian! Draw your sword!"