Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 20 The black dragon is a bit weird today (Please collect and recommend)

In the Black Dragon Club, Black Dragon was sitting on a high platform. The dim light hid most of his figure in the shadows, and his face could not be seen clearly.

A finger tapped the table lightly. Although the black dragon didn't make a sound, the little brother underneath still felt a huge pressure, as if he was under the pressure of fear like being stared at by a prehistoric giant beast, he couldn't breathe.

"Boss, boss, the missing Big Brother Sun Wu and Brother Xie Wen are still looking for people below. The brothers suspect that this matter was done by Zhanlong Pavilion and other forces. The strength of a leader." The younger brother said tremblingly.

There were still some things he didn't dare to say, for fear that he would be torn to pieces by the black dragon in a rage.

"Missing" is not a good word in the underground. Generally, if you disappear, you are probably dead. Even if you are not dead, you are likely to be imprisoned. When the value is squeezed out, you will still die in the end.

"Did Wei Zheng do it again?" Heilong murmured softly.

The younger brother below didn't know whether to answer or not, so he stood there and waited for the order from the black dragon.

"Go ahead, send a post to Wei Zheng and tell him to make an appointment to fight on Houjie tomorrow."

Heilong's voice was very calm, unbelievably calm, the younger brother below swallowed, very puzzled.

When did the black dragon boss become so artistic?Also learned how to post battle posts?

The younger brother is puzzled, he always feels that today's black dragon boss is a bit different from before.

You definitely don't dare to ask, you can only obey the black dragon's orders like a pug.

"Go on, it's time to make a deal with Wei Zheng." The black dragon looked in a certain direction, which was the location of Zhanlong Pavilion.

It's been too long, it's really been too long, the grievances between him and Wei Zheng that have been entangled in two generations should really be settled.

For some reason, he always had a premonition that this incident was not simple, as if someone was specifically targeting him.

The instinct of the beast has always been terrifying. Black Dragon felt that the hatred between him and Wei Zheng would probably come to an end this time. Of course, as a price, one of them would definitely die.

Black Dragon is not sure whether the person who survives in the end is himself. Maybe this time next year will be his memorial day.

Do you want to stop here?No, he, the black dragon, is never afraid of a challenge.

They have been fighting for more than ten years, and the history of their feud is longer than the existence of the newly built Qingshui City.

Does he hate Wei Zheng?Hate, there is no doubt about it, when did it start for the first time?
He couldn't tell, even though he was more sober today than before, he still didn't remember the day when the hatred started.

This enmity was inherited from the previous life, and it has been carried forward by him in this life. In many cases, going crazy is beyond his control.

As soon as he saw Wei Zheng, the anger from the bottom of Black Dragon's heart couldn't stop pouring out, and his mind was filled with the thought of killing Wei Zheng. Except for fighting, he was a little slower to think about other things.

The anger came so inexplicably and miraculously, Heilong was not someone who could be easily dominated by anger, but he didn't hate the feeling of boiling blood.

Whether it is the hatred of the previous life or the hatred of this life, there is no need to distinguish.

Wei Zheng had beheaded him in the previous life, and Wei Zheng also had a long-standing grudge with him in this life.

As for who was the one who started the trouble, I'm sorry, but please don't pay attention to these details.

So what if he, the black dragon, was the first to cause trouble?Heilong seems to be a reasonable person?

The little brother below crawled out of the black dragon's room. Today's black dragon boss is very wrong, without the madness and tyranny of the past, it feels more dangerous.

Inside the villa in the suburbs, a small crystal tree emerged from Fu Jiu's hands, draining the energy and blood of dozens of second- and third-tier monsters in front of him.

There are quite a lot of advantages to cooperating with Zhanlong Pavilion. For example, these monsters are selected from Longbao Mall. Of course, the more important thing is that they are free, otherwise he can't afford so many spirit stones.

With these qi and blood fruits, the strength of the three of them can be improved in a short period of time.

With so many high-quality qi and blood fruits, they couldn't absorb all of them in a short while, so the extra ones were stored first, and it was better to keep them to replenish qi and blood.

The Fish Intestine Sword was hidden in Fu Jiu's sleeve. The length of more than 30 centimeters was more like a dagger, and it was perfect for intimidating people.

The name "Fish Intestine Sword" is too ugly, Fu Jiu thought about it and simply changed it to another name - Qing Ming.

Green, taken from the color of its body, dark, means to return to death, and it will bring death to the enemy together with him in the future.

Fu Jiu asked the system, and according to the system, rashly changing the name of the Lingbing will cause a certain damage to its luck.

But it's not without benefits, since the name was bestowed by the new master, so as long as the spirit soldiers recognize the name, they can establish a deeper connection with the master, and the luck of the two will be more involved.

It seemed to be hesitant when the name was changed, and after a while of Qingming, it finally agreed.

Fu Jiu reckoned that part of the reason was that the restrictions under the system were in effect, and the rest was probably because he also felt that the name of fish intestines was not very good.

Just like there are people named Aotian and some called Goudan among humans, the names of spiritual soldiers are also divided into good and bad.

For example, the Emperor Sword Tai'a in Qin Shihuang's hands, and Longquan and Juque in Ou Yezi's hands sound domineering. Looking at their own swords, fish intestines and so on sound too weird. Dog eggs" is a closer name.

Actually, Fu Jiu still complained a little about the sword stabbing him as soon as it came up.

Look at Crystal Little Tree, who has been working honestly from the beginning to the end, and has never played a small temper.

Qing Ming seemed to have sensed Fu Jiu's thoughts, and the sword kept shaking and groaning softly.

……

Less than three hours had passed since that battle, and the ground was still stained with blood from both sides that hadn't dried up.

On the roof of a building not far away, Sun Xiaoman in a brown leather jacket squatted on the guardrail with a troubled expression on his face.

"Really, it's too late again."

Sun Xiaoman stomped his feet angrily, and his little brown leather boots stepped on the guardrail, making a "creaking" sound.

Putting the palm of his right hand on his forehead, Sun Xiaoman looked around, trying to find something interesting.

The result obviously disappointed her. The current time is around three o'clock in the morning. How can anyone go out at this time?
Even those who belong to the underground forces should return to their old nest at this time. There is not much to gain in the middle of the night.

Sun Xiaoman was a little disappointed, as soon as she heard that there was a battle here, she hurried over, but she was a step late.

"How about going back first?"

No, no, Sun Xiaoman subconsciously shook his head, and they all came out, how could the trip be for nothing?
Well, just wait nearby, that Black Dragon guy is very dishonest, and he will definitely make moves in the future, so just beat him up when he comes out.

The big city of Qingshui, with a population of millions, is not at all easy to manage.

As the law enforcement officer of the whole city, Sun Xiaoman worked very hard. He ran around all day and never had a day off.

As the second most restless rioter in Qingshui City, Black Dragon will naturally receive extra attention from Sun Xiaoman.

"It's so boring, hurry up and do something interesting."

Sun Xiaoman squatted on the guardrail of the building with a pitiful look. People who don't know may still regard her as a weak woman. In fact, why can Heilong only be called the second most restless rioter?Because the first is right in front of you! !

(End of this chapter)