Chapter 87: Sit down and talk (1/2)

The overwhelming Qin Mengzhu wrapped up the entire Xingyue Building, and no one was waiting inside.

There are five large round tables on the second floor, one in the center and four on both sides. Except for the center, which seats only one person, each of the other four seats has eight persons.

Qin Haoran sat at the big round table alone. He rested his hands on the table, leaned on the back of his chair, closed his eyes and raised his soul, exuding the breath of a long-time superior.

Thirty-two martial artists on both sides of the sampan are big men of all factions. Although they are not as powerful as the lords, they also have awesome breath.

Because of their existence, the entire second floor became extraordinarily simple.

At this time, if an ordinary person came in and saw such a battle, he would be scared to snore.

”Qin Alliance Lord.”

After a long time, the owner of Longdaomen couldn't help but said, ”It's almost noon. Why hasn't the Ironbone leader come yet?”

”Will we release our pigeons?” Said Hu Xiaozong.

”No.” Qin Meng said firmly.

The matter was contacted through Xie Guangkun, and he did not think that the iron skeletons dare to make an appointment.

”Humph.”

An old man said lightly: ”He was late for such an important thing as the alliance talks. It seems that he did not take the 100 alliances seriously!”

”When he comes, you must ask carefully, but you are familiar with the rules of the 100 Alliances!”

”Forget it, Wei is in charge, he always laughs. If he knew the rules of the alliance, how would he do the horrible thing of the Destroyer Spring Sect!”

”Damn, that fellow Quanzong Zong, if the Holy Spring Zong comes to blame, we must suffer.”

The leaders of the various factions filled their arguments with indignation.

From an emotional point of view, Jun Chang is about to laugh, and he must be drowned with a saliva star!

In fact, the other martial arts were destroyed, and they would not be so angry, but it was the Lingquan Sect that had a relationship with the Holy Spring Sect.

Shengquan Zong, that's the Zongmen that has a sky-high ratio with the martial arts!

I do n’t say that a high-ranking person is going to go horses, and even if one disciple goes down the mountain, he can abuse his own suspicion of life!

Qi Qin Haoran's face also became dignified.

举办 ​​The organization of the Alliance Conference this time is to represent the Alliance first for the Lingquan Sect, so as to give the Holy Spring Sect an account.

”噔 噔 噔.”

Suddenly, a voice came upstairs.

Qi Qin Haoran and the thirty-two heads looked at the stairway, brushing their eyes coldly.

Xun Jun often laughed and showed her head at the entrance of the ladder. When she saw so many people, she said, ”Sorry, I didn't play the right way, please wait a moment.”

I said, and retracted again.

”Why did he go down again?”

”Hum, I'm afraid I'm too scared to see the Lord Qin.”

”Since you will be afraid, you shouldn't do things like the Extermination Spring Sect!”

”Beep Drum, Beep Drum, Beep Drum ...” Suddenly, a loud, low-pitched sound came, and the heads of the parties stood up in surprise, staring at the stairs.

常 Under the gambler ’s appearance in BGM, Jun Chang smiled, wearing a mink coat, holding a cigar in his mouth, and stepped forward with vigor.

I'm sorry, no! !!

青 Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo and Xiao Gui followed.

They are standing behind the head in the shape of ‘One’, and their hands are staggered. If they are paired with black suits and sunglasses, they are like dark evil forces!

Emperor Wuwu Ye Xingchen went up with a frenzied look on his face.

Oh shit.

I'm so shameful, so shameful!

Suddenly, the Divine Comedy suddenly changed and sang, ”Don't look at me as a sheep ...”

Xun Jun often twitched at the corner of his mouth and said, ”Shut down.”

Snapped.

The sound is turned off, silent.

The opposite Qin Mengzhu and the thirty-two leaders were all staring with wide eyes and a radiance of ‘this special, what a ghost’.

Xi Jun often shook his shoulders with a smile.

青 Li Qingyang stepped forward and took down the mink coat temporarily rented from the town, then returned to his original position.

”噗!”

He spit out a ring of smoke, Jun Chang smiled lightly and said, ”Qin Mengzhu, such a large table, not even preparing a chair, is it a bit out of order?”

The Jiuliu Iron Fist gang leader said lightly: ”Are you a hard-bone pie deserve a chair?”

就有 There is a ready-made chair next to him, which was originally left for Jun Chang to laugh, but was intentionally drawn back.