The Most Powerful Young Man

Song Laoliu was very happy. He didn't expect that someone would spend a billion to buy Xiao Yao to win in such a round.

However, when he saw the talking woman clearly, his face looked a little ugly.

"Sister Qin, why are you here..." Seeing Qin Rou, Song Laoliu's face almost turned into a pig liver color. This is Qin Rou from the Qin Family's Shuangfeng! Do you dare to collect her money?

Qin Rou's eyes were like a knife, passing over Song Laoliu's body, murderous aura permeated.

"You said, Xiao Yao will definitely lose?" Qin Rou's voice was cold, and everyone who heard these words couldn't help but smashed together.

Song Laoliu’s forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he wanted to say "yes", but he couldn't say the word, as if his throat was pinched by an invisible hand. He wanted to breathe. It is a kind of extravagant hope.

"I give out one billion and buy Xiao Yao to win. If he loses, you take the money. If he wins, you take the money out. If you can't take it out, I will destroy your entire Song family!" Qin Rou said The expression is extremely serious, without the slightest intention of joking.

With so many people present, none of them would think that Qin Rou was joking with Song Laoliu now.

Besides, Song Laoliu didn't have that qualification either!

As for Qin Rou, there are not many people in Kyoto who don't know her. In Kyoto, there is a saying, you don’t need to know Qin Naohui, but you don’t need to know who Qin Rou is!

In Qin Rou's eyes, Song Laoliu was an insignificant little person. If it had to be an image metaphor, then Qin Rou was a rich man driving a Bugatti Veyron, and Song Laoliu was a little white-collar worker.

Two people are not comparable!

Qin Rou looked at Song Laoliu's eyes, so Song Laoliu couldn't wait to kneel down and kowtow to the other party. Because this time, no matter who won in the end, Song Laoliu was regarded as offending Qin Rou. In fact, Song Laoliu was also very wronged in his heart. He thought for a long time, but he did not know when he offended Qin. Softly, why does the other party have to bite himself?

"Take it!" Qin Rou wrote a check and handed it to Song Laoliu.

Song Laoliu and Chu were there, like a wooden person, afraid to reach out to pick them up.

"I'll let you hold it!" Qin Rou's voice suddenly rose a little, and Song Laoliu was so scared that she sat on the ground.

He really wanted to cry out "wow".

"Sister Qin, what do you mean? I really can't figure it out. Where did I offend you? If you say it, isn't it okay for me to pay?" Song Laoliu said with a sad face.

If they lose, Song Lao Liu can't afford to pay, so Qin Rou can just abolish their entire Song family.

If he wins-he dare to take Qin Rou's money? I'm afraid that when the time comes, even if Qin Rou doesn't bother him, the juniors of the Qin family will be able to deprive Song Laoliu of life and death.

At this time, no one would stand up and say a word to Song Laoliu, mainly because it was unnecessary, and this matter had nothing to do with them, so it's better to hang up high. More importantly, there are really few people in Kyoto who dare to offend Qin Rou. Even if there are people who can challenge Qin Rou now, they have no reason to trouble Qin Rou because of a Song Lao Liu.

Therefore, many people look at Song Laoliu with a gleeful look. This is really a snack. Originally, they were all rushing to the century war between Xiao Yao and Long Jianxing, but they didn’t expect that there was not yet. When the show started, there was a lot of noise here.

"You didn't offend me." Qin Rou stuffed the cheque to Song Laoliu, her eyes resolutely, "No one can return the money I gave."

After saying this, she stepped aside.

Qin Luan kept looking at Qin Rou from a distance, and sighed inwardly.

With their identities, there is no reason to trouble Song Laoliu, because Song Laoliu does not have that qualification.

However, Qin Luan knew that his sister was very angry now. So many people are now saying that Xiao Yao will definitely lose, not to mention Qin Rou, even Qin Luan herself has a anger in her heart, after all, Xiao Yao is her nephew anyway! Few people don't understand what it means if you lose in today's battle.

That means death!

Xia Yixing was not curious at all. When she saw Qin Rou, she had already thought of this scene.

On the other mountain peak, there are a few telescopes, and on that small platform, there are a small table and a few small horses.

Qin Naohui was sitting there, drinking tea and blowing the wind, so happy in his heart!

"This kind of feeling is really good. I can drink tea and watch the mountains and small mountains. Moreover, I can watch the death of the person I hate." Qin Naohui squinted his eyes, "Hey, I have to leave immediately."

Chu Ciqiong acted as an **** and didn't speak, but he felt a little helpless in his heart, hoping that Xiao Yao could give some strength, even if he lost, he could not die.

There are many people who are the same as Chu Ciqiong and Qin Naohui, such as Xia Bodhi and Xia Langxing, they also specially find someone to get a telescope.

"Dad, do you think Xiao Yao can really win?" After Xia Langxing asked this sentence, he couldn't wait to slap himself, for no reason. From the beginning to the present, he has been unable to ask this question for ten. After all, let alone Xia Bodhi, even if it is himself, he is a bit annoying.

"Langxing, you are still not steady enough!" Xia Bodhi shook his head and sighed.

Sharanxing gave a wry smile.

He wanted to be calm, but how could he be calm at this time?

"The victory or defeat is not important. The important thing is that Xiao Yao is already standing there." Xia Bodhi pointed to the two small black shadows on Potian Peak and said with a smile, "Look, the one standing in front of Xiao Yao , It’s Long Swordsman, that’s Zhuge Fentian’s disciple, that’s the first person out of the three masters of Huaxia, but now, Xiao Yao is already standing opposite him, isn’t that enough to explain?"

President Xia Lang sighed, nodded, and sighed: "Yes, there are really not many people who can stand in front of the Long Sword Walk under the sky. If Xiao Yao really wins this time, he It's considered to be famous all over the world, when the time comes, there will be countless people who want to befriend him, even the Qin family, who wants to move Xiao Yao, will have to think about it for a while, but if he loses..."

For the latter words, Sharanxing did not continue, because everyone knew in their hearts that losing means death.

On the Potian Peak.

Xiao Yao said, "With such a view, I thought of a poem, can I read it out?"

Long Sword Xing was taken aback for a moment, his eyes narrowed, and he nodded: "Yes."

"Ah!" Xiao Yao sighed, first expressed his emotions with the word "ah", and continued to say, "You can pick the stars with your hand, and invite the bright moon to a toast! Good poem, good poem..."

Long Sword Line was stunned for a long time.

He listened to this poem, always feeling that nothing was right, and finally the corner of his mouth twitched, and the mood that had not been easy to quiet down was almost broken by Xiao Yao.

Damn, if you are illiterate, be silent! Isn’t it embarrassing to even express your emotions even if you can’t read a poem?

Long Jianxing regretted it, so why did he have to agree to let Xiao Yao read the poem? Fortunately, the people below couldn't hear it, otherwise, they would definitely think that they were as illiterate as Xiao Yao.

"Quick battle!" Long Jianxing said, holding the sword in his hand, looking at Xiao Yao.

"Do you think it's very cold to stand on it?" Xiao Yao said with a smile, "It's okay, I can give you some time. You can find an army coat, oh yes, bring me one by the way."

Long Jianxing was stunned, and finally shook his head: "It's meaningless."

"What's meaningless?" Xiao Yao looked blank.

"You know what I'm talking about. You want to destroy my state of mind. It doesn't make any sense. If my state of mind can be broken so easily, I won't stand here anymore, so I said, no Meaning, let's start." Long Jianxing said.

Xiao Yao rubbed his nose.

He also knows that there is no point in doing this. He just wants to break the state of mind of Long Swordsman before starting, and make him excited or angry, no matter what emotions appear, as long as it is not as indifferent as it is now, it is for Xiao Yao It was a good thing, but it was obvious that Long Sword Trading was not that simple, Xiao Yao said so many useless nonsense, and Long Sword Trading's face didn't make any waves.

The combat experience of the long sword line seems to be very rich.

"Do you use a sword?" Xiao Yao asked, forgetting to take a look at the long sword.

"Yes, I use a sword." Long Jianxing said.

He spoke very naturally and didn't feel that he was taking advantage of anything.

Just like Xiao Yao said, because the swordsman is good at using swords, he takes the sword and that is the real swordsman.

Xiao Yao is not suitable for using swords. If he has to throw a sword for him, it will reduce Xiao Yao's strength. You force a League of Legends player to play Cross Fire, can others be happy?

It means that.

Long Jianxing believed that Xiao Yao would understand this truth, so when he said this, there was nothing unnatural.

Xiao Yao shook his head, looking a little unhappy.

"It's not fair to you. Look, you have weapons, but I don't have weapons."

Long Jianxing frowned: "Are you pretending to be a fool?"

"Of course not, I just don't think it's fair. Why do you use the sword but I am unarmed?" Xiao Yao muttered, "In this way, even if you really beat me, you won't be able to win. You are I’m not worried that if I have more weapons in my hand, you are not my opponent anymore?"

Long Jianxing felt that his mentality was not as natural as before.

Xiao Yao laughed loudly: "That's true, forget it, then I'll let you, no weapons!"

Long Jianxing wanted to make a move, and finally stopped again and shook his head.

He was really worried that if he defeated Xiao Yao, others would feel that he was incapable of victory, so he opened his mouth and said, "What weapon do you want, tell me."

"Do you help me?" Xiao Yao asked, poking his head.

"Yes." Long Jianxing nodded, no matter what weapon Xiao Yao wants, he can be delivered within half an hour.

"Then thank you! Others say that Long Swordsman is a hero. Now it seems that if it's not fake! So are the great heroes!" Xiao Yao thanked him.

Xiao Yao is a little embarrassed about Long Sword Walk. It's good for everyone to understand these things in their hearts. How shy to say this? He thought to himself.

"Let's do it! I only need a.k47. As for the old and new, I don't mind, what do you think?" Xiao Yao's voice sounded so humble.

"..." Long Jianxing was struggling in his heart.

It is as if there is a worm crawling up the blood vessel.

He suddenly thought of a sentence-I have never seen such a brazen person.

"You, **** it!" Long Jianxing yelled angrily, finally no longer waiting, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand, and dived forward.