In the evening, Tang Long pulled Uncle Hei and sat on the yard wall to drink.

In fact, Tang Long’s purpose is very simple. He just wants to ask about Tang Tian’s identity from Uncle Hei.

But Uncle Hei's mouth was very strict. No matter how Tang Long asked, Uncle Hei just smiled without saying a word.

"Uncle Hei, can you reveal it a little?" Tang Long said with anticipation on Uncle Hei's shoulder.

Gudongdongdong.

Uncle Hei drank the strong wine and said in a voice: "It's not that I don't want to say it, but that you are too weak now and know too much, which is not good for you. Moreover, your father has many enemies. I heard that there is a killer organization code-named "Thirteen" abroad that has targeted your father, and maybe they will take action in the near future!"

"Code name Thirteen?" Tang Long asked in confusion.

call.

Uncle Hei sighed deeply and explained slowly: "The full name of this killer organization is called Thirteen Round Table, which means that this killer organization has Thirteen giants, and each giant is also called Knights, that is, Thirteen Round Table Knights."

"Thirteen Knights of the Round Table?" Tang Long said silently.

Uncle Hei nodded and said, "Yes, it's the Thirteenth Round Table Knights. Each knight has the strength that is not inferior to the masters of the God List. And the higher the ranking, the stronger the strength. If all the Thirteenth Round Table Knights are dispatched, even your father will be difficult to escape. After all, these knights are all famous killing gods in the world. Their strength is all tempered from the pile of dead people."

Thirteen Knights of the Round Table, this is an organization that has suddenly emerged internationally recently. No one knows who the leader of this organization is. Only knows that these Thirteen Knights are all long-lost gods of killing, or giants of a certain family.

In short, these Thirteen Round Table Knights represent the world's top killers.

Most of these thirteen people came from different countries, but their goal was to kill Tang Tian.

Thirteen Knights of the Round Table?

Tang Long said silently, then asked carefully: "Uncle Hei, is my father in danger?"

"this……?"

Uncle Hei frowned and said in a deep voice: "As long as the Thirteenth Round Table Knights are not all dispatched, your father should be able to leave calmly."

"That means that if all the Thirteenth Round Table Knights were dispatched, my father would be in danger." Tang Long analyzed carefully.

Thirteen Round Table Knights, these people are all people who are not inferior to those of the experts on the Chinese God List.

If one-on-one, Tang Tian can definitely kill any of them in seconds.

But if all the Thirteen Knights of the Round Table were dispatched, Tang Tian's situation would be very dangerous.

Uncle Hei smiled rare, "Haha, don't forget that the Thirteenth Round Table Knights are not the same. They each have their own plans. To put it bluntly, they all gathered together for the sake of interests. Besides, in addition to the masters of the God List, our China also has the Dragon List. If one of the Dragon List masters can be invited, then the so-called Thirteenth Round Table Knights are no different from jokes."

Dragon List?!

This is the most mysterious list in China.

Except for the known former head of the Wudang Sect, Chi Lie Zhenren and Shaolin Blood Bodhi Master, no one knows who other Dragon List masters are.

strength!

At this time, Tang Long secretly made up his mind to improve his strength as soon as possible and not become a burden to Tang Tian.

boom!

At this moment, the roar of cars came from the entrance of the village, and a black Land Rover was slowly coming and finally stopped at the door of the Tang family.

"It's coming so fast." After glanced at the license plate, Tang Long jumped off the courtyard wall.

Similarly, Uncle Hei also jumped down.

Clang.

The car door opened and two people walked down. Yan Feixia was wearing a long green gown. He looked average, had a national face, a burly figure, a long sword around his waist, and thick eyebrows. Then he looked up at the village courtyard that looked very ordinary.

Walking in front of Yan Feixia was an old man with half white and half black hair. He was thin and slightly hunched, and he looked unpretentious, but when he walked, he didn't make any sound and didn't even leave footprints.

Needless to say, the slightly hunched old man in front of him is Marquis of Yan Wu.

The masters of the Chinese God List are one god, two emperors, three emperors, four kings, and five princes.

The Yanwuhou in front of him is one of the five masters of the God List, the former head of Kongtong Sect and the Danjin master. The most powerful ones are the ancient Tai Chi eight styles and the Seven Injury Fist. The martial arts are unfathomable and they are definitely not inferior to the White Emperor.

"Father!"

"Old Master!"

Seeing that Yan Wuhou and Yan Feixia walked forward, Yan Feitian and others shouted hurriedly.

Looking at Yan Feitian and others kneeling at the door of the Tang family, Yan Wuhou and Yan Feixia's faces looked ugly.

No matter what, these eight people are from the Kongtong Sect, and each has one sect. They are the leader of one sect. Even if they have any mistakes in their words and deeds, they will not kneel on the ground.

If you don’t look at the monk’s face, you have to look at the Buddha’s face. Just by the three words “Yanwuhou”, who dares not give face to Kongtong Sect?

"Who is Tang Long?" Standing in front of the Tang family, Yan Wuhou shouted coldly.

"I am!" As he spoke, Tang Long walked out with Uncle Hei, and Uncle Hei was still killing the pig.

Marquis Yan Wu frowned and said in a deep voice: "I have already understood the whole story of the matter clearly. Yes, this matter is indeed because Gongsun Yang is wrong first, but isn't it a bit vicious to pick out Gongsun Yang's tendons and legs?"

"Evil?"

Tang Long couldn't help but smile and said, "Old man, you are still a master of the God List. Why are you so shameless? Please, Gongsun Yang lifted his sword and wanted to break my hand tendons. If I hadn't been strong enough, I would be the one who broke my hand tendons and feet now."

"Hmph, but your tendons are intact. Elder Gongsun has become a useless person. Don't you have any repentance?" Yan Wuhou groaned and said coldly.

As the old leader of the Kongtong Sect, Yan Wuhou naturally wanted to protect his calf, which is also human nature.

If the Yanwuhou let go of this, where would the Kongtong Sect put his old face?

Today some people dare to let the eight leaders of Kongtong Sect kneel down, and tomorrow some people dare to let the leaders of Kongtong Sect kneel down. If this continues, is that great?

In the eyes of the Marquis of Yanwu, the dignity of the sect is greater than anything else.

"Haha, it's so ridiculous!"

Tang Long couldn't help laughing and said coldly: "What if I am the one who has broken the tendons of his hands and feet?"

"Hmph, if it's you, you can only blame you for not being good at learning." Yan Wuhou said expressionlessly.

Tang Long smiled angrily and said, "From what you mean, I can't pick out Gongsun Yang's hand tendons and feet. But is it natural for Gongsun Yang to pick out my Tang Long's hand tendons and feet?"

"So that's it!"

Yan Wuhou held his hands behind his back and said coldly: "After all, you were the disciples who injured Gongsun Yang first, and he forced him to kneel down in public. Even if he was broken, he would suffer the consequences!"

"Haha, what a self-inflicted!"

Tang Long couldn't help laughing and said angrily: "Old dog, are you a little too crazy?"
Chapter completed!