The City’s Invincible Soldier King Chapter 731: A bunch of silver threads

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The same goes for the steel whip warrior.

"Kill your dirty hands, go away."

The words of the dragon scales made the two people amnesty.

"Boom boom boom."

Only Dinosaur Scale changed his mind, and both of them banged their heads three more times. Then, the two-faced warrior suddenly stood up and fled to the gate of the nursing home in embarrassment.

The steel whip fighter with all broken legs can only climb to the gate with difficulty.

Human nature is despicable.

Looking at the martial artist who completely ignored their companions, Long Lin and Wu Lianke couldn't help shaking their heads.

The world of warriors, the fist is respected.

The powerful strength displayed by the dragon scales made the rest of the people afraid to say a word of nonsense.

"You, you, you, you, and you, just hand in the score card and you can go."

The Yanhuang group, the two girls group, and the chain hammer warrior, who had been passed by No.1 one by one, couldn't help but stare at each other.

"Senior, why is this?"

"I'm calling you here just to make you return the score card." Number One said disdainfully.

Yanhuang’s strongest representative said dissatisfied, "I have twenty-six points."

"Are twenty-six points a lot? Boy, take out your points card."

"Yes."

Dragon Scales handed the points card with both hands.

The Eagle Feather is gone, leaving her score card to Dragon Scale.

"Boy, count yourself."

No. 1 slapped the score card to Yanhuang's representative.

"Two hundred four six eighty...Three hundred sixty seven..."

With the numbers constantly reported by the strongest representatives of Yan and Huang, the hearts of the five people are sinking to the bottom.

"Five hundred and seventy-eight, five hundred and eighty, five hundred and eighty-three, senior, how is this possible?"

The number one asked dissatisfiedly, "Boy, are you suspecting Laozi's fraud?"

"Don't dare."

"If you dare not, just get out of here."

"Yes, senior."

The score of the dragon scale completely crushed Yanhuang's strongest representative last point of pride. As he left frustrated, others also handed over their score cards and left the nursing home quickly.

"The two of you have the same score, but we only need three. It is up to you to decide who will stay and who will go."

The bloodblade group respectfully said, "Senior, we are tied for third place."

"You guys are tied for the third level, my shit, I said, only three."

"Brother Wu, please do us a favor." A member of the bloodblade group looked at Wu Lianke and said.

"Please speak."

"Help us make a long and short signing."

"Good."

Wulianke strode away, fold off two small branches of the same thickness, hold one end tightly in his palm, and one end neatly arranged and exposed.

"Pick it."

Two twigs were drawn out, one long and one short, very obvious.

Those who draw long branches stay, those who draw short branches leave.

"This is my scoring card." The one who draws the short branch handed out the scoring card and said respectfully.

Although the bloodblade combination left one step ahead of the dragon scales and the others, it was also desperately desperate. Moreover, both of them acted upright, and they were both good men in the army.

Dragon Scale finally couldn't help saying, "Senior, can you..."

"Boy, I promised to wait for you a few days to see the face of that little chicken. Don't think I can't live without you."

The little chicken? Dragon Scale couldn't help being dumb.

But it's normal to think about it.

In front of Wuwang-class No.1, the strength of the Eagle King Innate Martial Artist is indeed not on the stage.

"I just think..."

"You feel like a shit, but if your kid is willing to promise Lao Tzu a condition, Lao Tzu can make an exception and leave another person to participate in the special training."

Dragon Scale asked seriously, "What are the conditions?"

"When you are strong enough, torment that lunatic Wu in front of Lao Tzu." One said in a low voice.

Torture the infinite predecessor number one? This can be.

"No problem." Longlin happily agreed to No.1's condition.

Number One looked at the blood blade combination and said blankly, "Okay, you two can come to the special training."

"Thank you, senior."

The two dared not neglect, and quickly bent over to salute.

"No." Number One said frankly, "With this little pervert, you three are to accompany the prince to study."

"That's not necessarily." Wu Lianke was awe-inspiring.

"Boy, many things are indeed 99% perspiration plus 1% talent, but after the innate, that one is the key. Only if there is that one, there may be one hundred. Without that One, it can only be ninety-nine forever, understand?"

Wulianke was speechless about this, because he had no right to speak before he reached innate.

"Boy, don't be convinced. Have you seen that crazy Wu Se? The difference between Lao Tzu and him is that he has that one, Lao Tzu does not, so I can only watch him all his life. Se, and the previous number one, it’s the same."

Long Lin asked curiously, "Senior, where did the previous number one go?"

"Looking for someone to fight with him."

"Where is the previous number one?"

"I was afraid of being beaten by the lunatic Wu. I would have strayed a long time ago. If I didn’t want to instruct other people, I would have strayed a long time ago, and I would be beaten into a pig’s head if I had nothing to do. Who can stand it?"

Number One, with his hands on his back, walked away in eight steps.

This also works?

Looking at No.1, who is full of superior demeanor, the four of them couldn't help feeling a mess of leaves in the wind.

"Hurry up and get out, come over for the special training in three days."

"Yes, senior."

Although No.1 is very funny, but Long Lin and the others dare not be disrespectful at all. They annoyed this guy, and their fate was beaten into a pig.

Although everyone has fought side by side, the situation is critical and they are still on the bottom of the sea, so they have not had time to exchange names.

Dragon Scale stretched out his right hand, smiled and said, "Dragon Scale."

"I heard Brother Zhao say it." The relatively tall Bloodblade member stretched out his right hand and said sincerely, "Thank you Brother Long for helping our brothers intercede. My name is Xiong Da, and this is my second brother Xiong Er."

What rice?

Xiong Er also stretched out his right hand and said helplessly, "My father was an old hunter. He took his mother to hide in the mountains to escape the war. It is said that when my eldest brother was born, my father happened to hunt a **** bear home, plus my brother. It’s the eldest of the family, so I named Xiong Da, and I naturally called Xiong Er."

"Your two brothers can sue Xiong Daxiong Er for infringing your name rights." Longlin joked, "Looking at the ages of the two, this name has been used for more than 40 years, right?" /

"I am forty-eight and my second brother is forty-five."

"Both of them are much older than me, so don't call me Dragon Brother, Dragon Brother, breast augmentation, it sounds awkward, just call me Xiao Long, or just call me by name."

"Okay, then our brother will not be hypocritical."

"Brother Wu, what year were you in?"

"Eight zero."

Dragon Scale jokingly said, "You are also a lot older than me. Don't call me Dragon Brother anymore, lest you call me old."

"Okay, in the future you can just call me Lao Wu, yes, Qingwan asked me to give this to you."

A bunch of silver threads?

The meaning is self-evident.

Dragon Scale couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Qingwan, let me tell you a word."

"What are you talking about?"

Wulianke stared at the dragon scales, and slowly said, "Don't forget that I lived and died with a girl named Wu Qingwan."