Reborn Noble Prisoner

You are like a snake and a scorpion!Let me go to death! "Qiu He screamed strangely, but his face was relaxed.

Qiao Bai stared at the two of them, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that Qiu He was very sticky and obtrusive, so he stretched out his hand to lift him away, and his smile showed a little sharpness: "Mamen, you are trying to snatch him!" Am I a partner?"

Qiu He glanced at Xiao Snow with a smile, then turned his gaze back to Qiao Bai, and his eyes suddenly became meaningful: "Ha, are you already 'synchronized as one'?"

Xiao Sinuo's face turned cold: "Get lost!"

Qiao Bai didn't mean to deny it at all, and smiled calmly, "It's a matter of time."

"Hahaha..." Qiu He burst out into a burst of laughter, laughed twice, suddenly realized that the timing was wrong, and glanced left and right, and sure enough, he was greeted with strange glances, Qiu He raised his hand and patted his face , humbly and shyly smiled at everyone, "...my muscles twitched, please forgive me, forgive me."

All the prisoners around cursed in a low voice, curling their lips boredly.

"It's insidious! Framed the young master!" Qiu He gritted his teeth and gave Qiao Bai the middle finger.

Qiao Bai rubbed the center of his eyebrows noblely, with a cold arc on his lips: "Ha, a low smile shows that your character is not good."

Xiao Sinuo nodded tacitly, and smiled maliciously: "Correct answer."

Qiu He was choked and speechless for a while, and after a long pause, he finally choked out a sentence: "You are actually a wolf, a embarrassment, right?"

Xiao Meiren glanced at Qiao Bai: "What do you mean?"

Qiao Bai smiled calmly: "Wolf is very fierce, but embarrassment is very smart."

Xiao Sinuo nodded understandingly, directly ignoring Qiu He's almost distorted eyes: "In comparison, he is very weak and stupid."

"Correct answer." Qiao Bai answered.

Wolves are fierce.Embarrassed is very smart.

One wolf one embarrassment.

That's called adultery.

"...It's 'working together', okay? Even the illiterate can't do this..." Qiu He said weakly.

Xiao Sinuo narrowed his black pupils slightly, stared at the front, and suddenly sneered: "Whether it's a wolf or a wolf, let's see how the lions and tigers fight first?"

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"The timing is just right, the beasts are already boiling with enthusiasm." Weiss wiped his lips, Ling Rui's eyes swept across the audience, and smiled slightly, and the butterfly at the end of his eyes folded out dark purple and strange fragments, like killing The thin cold knife light.

"Yeah." Milan responded lightly, his calm eyes glanced away, and with just one glance, the silver-grey eyes dyed with luxury in the lake blue directly met Long Teng, the leader of the second district, who was separated by three human walls.

The corner of Milan's lips twitched, and with a thin arc of coldness, he raised his hand and gestured to Long Teng. With a random movement, the audience was instantly overwhelmed.

The king's aura is both shocking and bewitching.

"...Z! Z! Z!" The prisoners in the first district suddenly boiled over, and shouted the name of Milan Z with arrogance.

Weiss picked at the ends of his black hair and laughed: "Z, you are a natural demagogic Satan, even I feel pity for your opponent."

"Remember, I have no opponent." Milan twitched the corners of his lips slightly, with a haughty and dignified posture, and lightly raised his finger, instantly stopping all voices.

All was quiet.

Milan Z took graceful steps, with an aristocratic and proud figure, but stepped on an extremely cold foot, directly stepping over the back of a seriously injured prisoner in the second district, and then, followed closely by each of the prisoners in the first district. Everyone stepped on King's footsteps and trampled over until finally they stepped on a pile of dead meat that could only twitch.

Trampling, this is the real trampling.

The body and soul step into the crushing of the soil together.

No one in the third district spoke, and no one in the second district dared to speak.

Almost at the moment Milan entered, Long Teng parted from the crowd and appeared at the same time.

Long Teng, Long Boss, the head of the Hong Kong Blue Dragon Club, was once the number one arms leader in Southeast Asia who understood both black and white.

A man in his thirties, in the prime of his life, with unruly eyebrows, a resolute and domineering aura, calm and at ease.

"Milan Z." Long Teng's eyes were gloomy, and he stared at the young emperor unkindly.

"Mr. Long." Milan smiled, indifferent and polite, maintaining the most noble demeanor.

Long Teng sneered: "I didn't expect to touch it."

"Of course." Milan raised the corner of his lower lip slightly, "The place is so small, you can't see it when you look up."

He raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "I don't know how you think about the last suggestion? With the wisdom of Mr. Long, the choice should not disappoint people."

Long Teng's complexion changed, his lips turned cold, and a sinister look loomed in his eyes: "I'm a businessman, and I only talk about business cooperation."

"That's a pity." Having said that, there was no regret on the other party's face, he slightly hooked his lower lip, and said slowly, "There are many collaborators, but it takes a lot of money to pick the right one. Kung fu, Mr. Long doesn’t like the creation of the pyramid, so he can’t coexist with me at the top of the pyramid. Is this what your old saying goes, ‘It’s better to be broken jade than to be whole’?”

Long Teng laughed loudly, and said coldly: "Milan Z, you are so conceited like a madman. Pyramid? This is a fucking prison."

"Madman?" Milan repeated lightly, his noble and elegant eyes smiled slightly, the cold and icy kind, "the arrogance of a madman and the self-confidence of a genius have the same effect. Prisons are the same as pyramids. Strict hierarchy, so there will always be only one King. Mr. Long, I still regret to say that your choice is really unwise."

"King is not forever." Long Teng sneered slightly.

"That's you." Milan Z was born with arrogance, and the corners of his brows and eyes were full of pride. He raised his finger slightly, "Z stands for Eternal."

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All in an instant.

What started is over.

The tortoise cracks that spread rapidly on the concrete wall were ferocious and deep enough to irritate the eyeballs. Everyone watched Long Teng fall straight from the recessed wall. His body on the ground twitched twice and stopped moving. It flowed like a trickle, and then merged into a pool, bright red, crimson, dark red, and gradually thickened to black...

No one spoke, even held their breath together.

Unexplainable, unimaginable, beyond human limits.

Desperately strong.It seems to be the only way to describe it.

Horror, fear, excitement, admiration, fanatical worship, the moment the nerves contracted, the liquid in the blood vessels went from freezing to boiling, and then spewed out, almost overwhelming everyone's reason all at once.

"King, there is only one." Weiss raised his right hand and pointed his index finger upwards.

As soon as the voice fell, there was an overwhelming cheer: "...Z!Z!Z!——" The voice like a wave, accompanied by the excited breath of the beast, the male scent was so strong that it burst.

As for the man Milan Z, he just stood there as if nothing had happened, smoothed his sleeves without a single wrinkle with his fingers, then raised his head and smiled dignifiedly and indifferently.

"Wow, you're so angry!" Qiu He, who was crowded in the crowd, jumped up and down, pumped his fist excitedly, and turned his head to see Xiao Sinuo who was silent and thoughtful, and couldn't help laughing. He touched his shoulder and joked, "What? You don't even recognize such a strong man?"

Xiao Sinuo pursed his lips, and said in an unexpectedly serious tone: "He is very strong."

"Ha, it's up to you to say, anyone with eyes can see it." Qiu He said with a serious smile.

Xiao Sinuo paused, then looked at Qiao Bai sideways: "What do you think?"

Qiao Bai touched the corner of his lower lip, frowned and thought for a while: "It's too strong to be human. I hardly saw him move."

"..." Xiao Si Nuo was silent for a while, "I saw it. He kicked, or rather, only kicked."

"It doesn't matter, Boss Long is over, and there is no choice." Qiu He waved his hands indifferently, "Z is very capable, as long as he can cover us."

Xiao Sinuo glanced at him and sneered: "You think it's over when Long Teng dies? You underestimate Milan Z."

"Ah?" Qiu He rolled his eyes, and then became excited again, "Could there be a follow-up?"

Xiao Sinuo folded his arms and snorted softly, obviously not in the mood to talk to him.The game has its own rules, the winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, the dragon is down, if there is no new leader in the second district, it will be obvious that the forces will turn their backs.What about the third district?Pingpinghe is considered lucky to be included in the Royal Party of Milan Z. I am most afraid that things will not be so simple. The third district has always been neutral and does not buy Longteng's account, but it is not considered a branch of the Royal Party. When the forces in the first district and the second district are balanced, neutrality is a It's a life-saving tactic for a snake, but after slaying the dragon, the two districts merged, and the original neutral people are too suspicious. If Milan Z is as he thinks, a harsh and powerful idealist, weeding, the power It must be done.

Just as he was thinking, Qiao Bai suddenly said something, but Xiao Sinuo didn't hear it clearly, so he glanced sideways at him and followed his gaze.

When the eyes touched, the pupils suddenly tightened.

Knife.

Gorgeous scabbard with dark red patterns, a slender samurai sword.

The black-haired strange man held a slender sword similar to his temperament, and his dark red lips were slightly raised. He walked forward slowly, and arrogantly sent the samurai sword in his hand in front of everyone: "Slay the Dragon!" First, break the dragon tail, everyone understands what it means, right?"

After finishing the sentence, the faces of the people in the second district immediately changed, and they couldn't help but become agitated.

Weiss' eyebrows moved frivolously, and his eyes swept away. In the next second, his body was stuck to a man who scolded his mother. The knife only came out a little, and a silvery cold light flashed in his eyes. There was an imperceptible bloodstain, the blood bead