Overseas organization?

Ding Qianshan is really shameless. He just ordered Tang Long to the ranks of overseas organizations in just one casual sentence.

In fact, Tang Long knew that Ding Qianshan was just looking for trouble for Tang Long.

No matter what, Huo Qingshan is Huo Qinglei's younger brother, and Huo Qinglei has a high status in the Wushen Sect. Even if Ding Qianshan meets Huo Qinglei, he must respectfully salute him.

Ding Qianshan was very annoyed when he saw Tang Long sitting on the sofa and drinking a little wine leisurely.

"Boy, take off your mask. I have reason to suspect that you were sent by an overseas organization. Maybe you are an international wanted criminal." Ding Qianshan said with a calm face and gritted his teeth.

Tang Long said impatiently: "Stop holding chicken feathers as command arrows. If you're fine, just get out quickly."

"It's too crazy. Captain Ding, what's the point of talking to this kid? Just catch it."

"Yes, Captain Ding, with this kid's strength, he is probably a fighter of five scumbags."

"Hmph, that's of course. In front of Captain Ding, a wise and powerful man, a little brat can only kneel down and lick it."

People from other clubs also started to cheer.

Ding Qianshan did not take action immediately. No matter what, the person wearing an iron mask in front of him was brought by the imperial concubine.

Ding Qianshan was still very afraid of the imperial concubine's strength.

Thinking of this, Ding Qianshan suppressed his anger and asked, "I will give you another last chance. As long as you are willing to take off the mask, let us verify it. If you have no criminal record, I, Ding Qianshan, will naturally not be difficult for you, otherwise...!"

"Otherwise, what?" Tang Long said, crossing his legs and shaking his red wine glass.

Ding Qianshan smiled fiercely and said, "Otherwise I will hit you until you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

"Haha, that's great. In my life, I have never been beaten to kneel down and beg for mercy. I hope you can help me." Tang Long looked at Ding Qianshan with a smile, with contempt on his face.

Ding Qianshan shouted angrily: "It's so fucking rampant, little brat, if I don't beat you up today, Ding Qianshan, and beg for mercy, I won't be named Ding."

As the master of the Martial God Sect, Ding Qianshan claims to be not weak, and even if Lei Hu meets him, he has to be obedient.

But now, the person wearing an iron mask in front of him dared to provoke him!

After all, he is a top expert in Liushemen. How could he bear this anger?

"Look at me, don't you scratch your throat!" Ding Qianshan was furious, his right hand turned into claws, and grabbed Tang Long like lightning.

At this moment, a beautiful figure came over. She swung the folding fan in her hand and saw several sharp knives extending from the tip of the folding fan, shooting towards Ding Qianshan in a spiral shape.

Puchi!

A stream of blood spurted out, and Ding Qianshan was scratched on his forehead, and the blood flowed down.

Whoosh!

And the folding fan swirled back to the imperial concubine's hand.

"Ding Qianshan, you are so brave. Even my imperial concubine dares to move. Do you really think that my imperial concubine is a decoration?" The imperial concubine shook the folding fan and returned to her previous elegance and coldness. Her eyes exuded a faint murderous aura, which forced Ding Qianshan to retreat.

Ding Qianshan also took a breath of cold air. If the folding fan had been lowered by twenty centimeters before, it would have been his forehead, but his throat.

Gudu!

Thinking of this, Ding Qianshan subconsciously swallowed.

"Haha, this wine is really good."

Seeing Ding Qianshan being defeated, Tang Long laughed strangely and shook the wine glass in his hand at Ding Qianshan.

Soon, the imperial concubine took Tie Kexin forward, and Tang Qianrou, Qu Shaoyang and Bai Peihan also followed.

Bai Peihan came to represent the Black Shark Hall, and Tang Qianrou naturally came to represent the Zhanlong Hall.

Among those people, the only thing that made Tang Long feel strange was a young man in white. The young man looked pale and had a sick look, but the lower plate was extremely stable, and his eyes also exuded a faint murderous aura, which was quite as powerful as a generation of heroes.

Following the young man in white was a burly man with a scar on his face.

Tang Long didn't know the person in front of him.

However, when he saw Wu Feng, the leader of the Xiaoqing Gang, step forward, Tang Long guessed the origin of the young man in white.

If Tang Long was not wrong, the young man in white should be a master invited by Wu Feng.

Seeing the imperial concubine walk forward, Ding Qianshan hurriedly said, "It's yours..."

Bang!

The imperial concubine swung the folding fan and sucked it up. Soon, a blood mark appeared on Ding Qianshan's right face.

"Apologize!"

The imperial concubine shook the folding fan gracefully and looked at Ding Qianshan coldly.

Ding Qianshan blushed and shouted: "Imperial concubine, don't bully people too much, my six doors are...!"

Bang!

Before Ding Qianshan could finish his words, the imperial concubine swung the folding fan and sucked it up again.

Similarly, Ding Qianshan's left face also had a blood mark.

"My imperial concubine has a habit of saying that there are only three things, you should have heard of it." The imperial concubine said coldly.

Listening to the imperial concubine's biting voice, Ding Qianshan couldn't help but tremble, so he had to walk to Tang Long unwillingly and say "I'm sorry."

Tang Long, sitting on the sofa, was also secretly shocked. He is really worthy of being the imperial concubine of Xiangnan. His words are really domineering.

There is no matter how many things happen, it is the imperial concubine's style of acting.

No matter what the imperial concubine said, she only said it three times at most. If someone dares not listen, then what awaits him is death.

Although Ding Qianshan is as arrogant as 20,000 or 50,000, there is still a big gap compared to the imperial concubine.

Not everyone can mess with the imperial concubine of Xiangnan.

"Mr. Ding, what did you say just now? Can you be louder?" Tang Long pretended not to hear it and said in a playful tone.

KAKA.

Ding Qianshan's teeth were chewed crisply, and he said with anger: "I'm sorry!"

"Hey, I have a poor hearing. Unless someone is willing to kneel down and say to me, I will not hear even if he speaks loudly." Tang Long sighed and said with some meaning.

Those present were not fools, so they could naturally hear what Tang Long meant.

Looking at Ding Qianshan with a look of unwillingness, Qu Shaoyang couldn't help but come forward and persuaded, "Ding Qianshan, do as he said, don't forget that the imperial concubine is a madman. If you get angry, your life will be gone. Besides, as long as you endure it for a while, will you still worry about not having a chance to take revenge? Don't forget that there will be a martial arts competition and sword competition next."

Ding Qianshan seemed to understand Qu Shaoyang's words, and that's right, the highlight is the competition and the sword competition.

It is the major societies that send each other higher competition.

And the list is naturally based on previous bets.

Humph, little brat, let you be proud for a while.

When I waited for a martial arts competition and sword competition, I, Ding Qianshan, must tear you into pieces.

thump!

Ding Qianshan knelt on the ground, suppressed his anger and said, "I'm sorry!"

"Haha, you're so good, why don't you get along with me?" Tang Long touched Ding Qianshan's hair, and his expression seemed to be touching a pug.
Chapter completed!