Zhang Fat Man's name is Zhang Nan, although the adjective of fat is very appropriate, but in the Changling City people, there are only a few people like Wang Taihua who dare to call him so.

When he came, the red rhyme was surrounded by two-story people, and there were at least hundreds of people on the two floors in the surrounding streets, and it was secretly not known how many archers and those who could pose a threat to the practitioners.

Inside the Red Rhythm Building, the rest of the room was playing music, passing through several walls, but the atmosphere of this quiet room became a little strange.

Seeing that Wang Tai was not talking after he was seated, Zhang Nan's fat face could not help but twitch slightly, and he said, "Wang Tai false, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd, we are guests, you are the Lord, since you are coming, what is the meaning of not saying?"

Looking at Zhang Nan's oily face, Wang Tai's fictitious face did not change, smiled: "Although I am the landlord, but today you are going to talk to me, not I want to talk to you, so I naturally want to listen to what you and I want to talk about."

Zhang Nan's face was cold, cold, and he did not speak.

The lack of Tang next to him was slowly raised up, a pair of cold eyes, determined to fall on the king's body.

"I began to kill at the age of fifteen, and at the age of sixteen, Xu Jin and Lin Qingjie came to Changling together, and I don't know how much blood I shed before I climbed to this position today."

Tang Shu said slowly and coldly: "Of course I am not afraid to die... so I came to see you today, not to ask you to let us go to Jinlin Tang a way, but to tell you that even if you can kill me and all my brothers around me, you can't keep those businesses on two floors."

The king looked at the cold and gloomy man calmly and said indifferently, “Then what?”

The fat on Zhang Nan's face trembled slightly, with some embarrassing smile: "Wang Taihua, according to the old saying on our rivers and lakes, is to forgive people and spare people, a few days ago, you died too many people, and then quarreled down, giving the above direct intervention opportunity, then there is no good fruit to eat."You are a smart person who knows when to go in and when to retire.You killed so many people in Jinlin Tang, but also got enough chips, and then cooperate with Jinlin Tang, will only earn, will not lose."

The king laughed and did not speak for a moment.

"The king, what do you say?"Zhang Nan looked at the king like this, and suddenly became impatient and drank with a deep voice.

Wang Taifu's face floated some mocking look, he looked seriously at the fat man, sighed: "Zhang fat man, you are also a wise man, and you are older than me, according to reason you should understand that there are some things we can't touch."

Zhang Nan's face became more and more gloomy, and the black face said, "The king is too false, you can make it clear."

"If you want me to be clear, I'll be clear."The king looked at him too vainly, and his eyes went down indifferently: "You give them as lobbyists, it is obvious that they have also given you a little bit of a bottom, and may have made you a little good."But you should easily think clearly, we have been doing business in Changling on two floors for so many years, and if you want to find a mountain above, are you afraid of not being able to find it?"

“But why don’t we look for it?”

"Can a man like us, and the powerful people in the temple, be qualified to be brothers and sisters?"If you look for a dog, you can only be a dog.”

Listening to these words of Wang Taihua, Zhang Nan's face appeared a sneer, he took a jinpao to wipe his sweat, coldly interrupted: "But you should also understand that for those nobles, our lives and a dog itself are no different."

"A wild dog can take a bite."Wang was too taunting: “Being a domestic dog is killing and cooking at will.”And the mountain is not very stable, you do not know when your mountain will fall because of something, by the way, you will be crushed to death.Which one to follow, others will see you will be annoying.So these years, we two floors of peace in the bottom of the pond mud mixed, careful not to stand under any noble door, this is not that I do not want to let the two floors climb up, but we were born is such a life, so that we can better settle down.Do you think of a wild dog to eat meat in the mouth of a tiger, even if the meat is beautiful again this time, it is worth filling up all your life?"

The meat on Zhang Nan's face shook again, and the cold voice said, "Your nobles are also divided in size."

“Where can I go big?”

Wang Tai thought of what Ding Ning had said before, he looked sideways, and saw that Ding Ning was dealing with a few dishes on the case very quietly, and he could not help but smile: "Now in addition to the strict phase of his Majesty's trust and Li Xiang, the rest of the people are bigger, not to say it?"Have you forgotten what happened two years before your majesty’s ascent?”

“Since you’ve said that, it seems that you’re not going to give in at all?”Zhang Nan took out Jinpa and wiped his sweat, but his face calmed down instead.

The king did not look at him, but looked at Tang Fu and said, "If you come to me today and ask me to let go of you and your brother, I may promise that as long as you never return to the tomb in the future, this is the greatest concession I can make."

“Yes?”

Tang looked at Wang Taifu coldly and said, “If I had been there that day, you would have been dead.”Our only mistake was that we didn't think you were a practitioner who had reached the fifth level."

Wang Taifu laughed: "There are not so many if in the world, I only know that the result is that I only lost one tooth, and the two families of Jinlin Tang are now lying in the soil."

Tang lack was not angry because of this, but his face rose a strange rosy, he looked at the king too virtual, cold said: "You are very confident."

Wang Taixiao smiled and said, "You need to introspect."

Tang Shuwei narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Ding Ning, who was paying attention to eating next to Wang Taihua, and the old man who had been drinking tea quietly since he had taken a seat, "I just don't understand what your self-confidence is, so I can't help it, with a sycamored of the market boy, a fortune-tched fortune-tender under a bridge?"

The king said, "Enough is enough."

"You gave up your last chance."

Tang Shu shook his head and said this indifferently.

Then the glass in his hand fell.

At the same time as his glass began to fall, Zhang Nan's eyes emitted a substantial chill.

“Do it!”

He gave a low drink.

In this quiet room, there were eleven people before Wang Taihu and Ding Ning, and the unspoken old man with snow-white hair entered.

Except for Zhang Nan and Tang lack and other four people, the other seven are all two-story people.

To be able to sit here with Wang Taixiao is naturally the most important person on the two floors, his most trusted partner.

At the same time as Zhang Nan's low drink sounded, all seven of them had already shot.

Three of them, however, were shooting at the other four.

The wind was accompanied by a lot of loud noises.

The clock next to the man wearing a purple-trick, flew up like a purple butterfly, and in the sleeves of his left hand, he stretched out a lavender sword without any pyrotechnic point to the king's fictitious forehead.

The table in front of Tang's lack of body was divided, and a blue sword jumped from his knee and fell on his palm.

Between a sharp, Tang lack to move forward in a completely straight line, the real element in the body poured into the sword body, the whole sword body rippled blue waves, and instantly like a blue wave to bombard the king's false body.

He was always hanging down his head, the one-eyed dragon Tang dust, and at this moment raised his head, and raised his arms.

There was an instant sound of heavy metal throes on his arms.

Dozens of blue light followed first, covering the shadow of Wang Taixiao.

At this moment, Zhang Nan did not do it, and he was still sitting motionless.

As with his previous plans, he didn’t have to do it at the moment.

The three people who were secretly on their side were enough to make the four people loyal to the king's fascination one time unable to rescue the king's fascination, and the king who had already been injured was too vain to stop the joint assassination of Zhong Xiu, Tang fu and Tang Mengfu.

As long as the king dies, they can quickly control the situation here.

Thinking that one of the most important competitors in Changling City was about to fall in front of him was supposed to be oily and satisfied, but I don't know why, but at this time, Zhang Nan's body was full of strong uneasiness.

The performance of an old and young man next to the king is too unusual.

At this time, Ding Ning was still holding a calm sandwich.

On the other side, the white-haired old man was still drinking tea with the teapot.

In the wind and rain of the room at this moment, such a picture is too calm and too strange.

However, according to the news of the two floors of the most trusted people, these two people are obviously ordinary people.

The boy was just an ordinary market boy in the syrup.

The white-haired old man is just the fortune-tcherish man Wang Taifu who knows in the market today.According to the few people, Wang Taihua only felt that this white-haired old man, the fairy bone duct wind, and deliberately brought it around him, so that they suspected that they were powerful practitioners.

So in the previous conversation, Tang said that the king was too vain.

Because like a gambler, Wang Taifa's cards have actually been clearly seen by them.

Why do these two people behave like this?

Zhang Nan's body is getting colder and colder, but on his forehead and body, he unconsciously gushes countless drops of sweat.

...

The king sat still and did not move.

His right hand suddenly disappeared into the air.

A gray sword shrouded in front of him.

It is a sword light that is only a foot long.

The sword in his hand was only a foot long, and the head of the sword was a bit blunt, and it looked like a gray flat foot.

He did not manage the lavender sword that stabs his forehead, nor the blue sword light that he used for the big waves, but he cut every blue light in front of him with great attention.

At this moment, Zhang Nan's throat involuntarily let out a groan of fear.

Because the thing he was most afraid of came.

The teapot in the hands of the white-haired old man next to the king fell down.

A white sword appeared in his hand.

The sword was large and short, and held in his hand like a thick horn of a fierce white sheep.