Because, at this moment, there is only one person standing on the table.

This person is not the butcher expected, but the iron-faced man that everyone has never thought of.

Look closely, the butcher is falling on the table, the body is separated, the head is bombarded with powder, scattered around.

The Iron Man won!

After a long time, the people accepted this fact, and burst out a frantic roar and shouting, shouting "Iron face man" and "iron face man", and the sound was deafening.

At this time, Wang Lian on the doll table was squatting down, groping on the butcher's body, found a stack of gold tickets, counted, and indeed thirty thousand gold.

Therefore, he did not be polite to these gold tickets, all the income in his arms.

Then, looking at the side, the wooden chicken's pipe manager glanced at it and said lightly: "Where is my money?"

This is more than the managers of the fighting field, which just reacted and handed the gold ticket up.

Wang Yan laughed at this satisfaction.

This time, in this underground than the fighting field, the fight was killed for half a month, the strength was improved a lot, and the money also made a lot.

Today, he already has more than sixty-two gold gold tickets, although he can't compare with the behemoth of Tianbao Pavilion, but many small families in the city are much richer.

Then he glanced at the butcher’s body.

It must be said that this butcher is really powerful, actually forced himself, had to show, his own bottom card, that is, the door of the "slaughtering sword trick", which finally beheaded it.

This "slaughtering the sword trick", Wang Leng only one trick, this trick is exhibited, Wang Lianquan feels that the whole person has been drained, I am afraid that not a day or two, can not recover it.

But the power is also obvious.

Even the butcher of the eighth day of the condensation was beheaded.

This makes Wang Yong more looking forward to, when will he be able to find the "Slaughtering of the Sword", the remaining moves?

Also, this "slaughtering sword trick", in the end what history, why dare so much rebellion, called the name "slaughter god"?

Wang Yan shook his head, and thought too lazy, took a step, ignored the eyes and cheers of everyone's worship, and left the underground than the fighting ground and returned to the ground.

After walking out of several alleys, Wang Lian took off the iron face of his face and threw it aside.

He doesn’t need this mask anymore.

After dropping the mask, he stepped forward and continued.

However, not far away, he suddenly stopped, turned back to the empty alley, coldly said: "Get out!"

But for a long time, no one appeared.

Wang Yan's face was heavy, and the voice became more cold, as if it came from the nine dark realms: "No more coming out, Laozi will have to kill!"

“Don’t say no, don’t...”

Wang Lian just said this, a young man about 18-year-old, so he hurried out of the back of the wall, and smiled at Wang Yan waved his hand.

Looking closely, the teenager was wearing a colorful brocade, with a jade belt around his waist, and a rounded and shiny green wrench on his left thumb, which was obviously a rich man, and his identity was unusual.

The appearance of the young man is also handsome, and between the eyebrows, there is a sharp spirit, and it seems that it is also a cultivation that is not weak.

“Who are you, follow me all the way, what is the idea?”

Wang Yan’s eyes looked at the young man coldly, and his tone was not good.

At the same time, my heart was secretly upset, and I was so careless that I was followed for so long to find out.

The boy quickly waved his hand and showed an innocent face: "Don't worry, I have no malice."We’ve been together before!”

As he spoke, the boy took a ghost mask out of his arms.

Wang Lian looked closely, this is remembered, before, as if there was such a No. 1 person, wearing this mask, and he had fought with himself twice.

The first time I lost, I was not convinced, and after a few days, I jumped up and played a game.

The man's cultivation is not weak, is a monastic cultivation of the seventh heaven of the condensate.

Is this the boy in front of him?

The young man saw Wang Yan as if he remembered the general, and hurriedly said with surprise: "Yes, it is me!"I have no malice, but I want to see who the iron-faced man in the legend is.I can’t believe it’s a younger boy than I am, hey.”

Seeing Wang Lian frowned, the boy hurriedly said: "Forget to introduce yourself, I call Hua Manjiang!"Now you have to introduce yourself, right?I can’t believe your real name is Iron Man!”

Wang Yan did not answer him, but was surprised: "Flower Manjiang?"Are you the flower master of one of the three major families in the city of Manchuan?”

If you’ve heard my name, that’s fine!Brother, I really admire you, at a young age, so powerful.We are almost old, don't see out like this, walk around, drink together, drink together, and talk while drinking!"

Hua Manjiang came from the familiar, stepped forward, then smiled and put his arm around Wang Yan’s shoulder and walked toward the front: “You are better than me, and then I will call your big brother.”Big brother, to tell the truth, the younger brother in this life, has never been like you, admire any person ah, you are too cow..."

Originally, he was found out, and Wang Wu was planning to kill.

However, after learning the identity of this young man, Wang Lian was not good at starting.

The other side, after all, is one of the three major families of the city of the flower master ah, although the flower family force is not as good as the royal family, but also the Tianbao Pavilion fanfare.

If you kill this flower full river, I am afraid it will not be long, the flower family will find the murderer and find the door.

Moreover, after the exercise of the "Twilight of the Gods", Wang Lianzhenyuan has been exhausted, and if he really fights at this moment, it is not necessarily the opponent of this flowering river.

I want to destroy it, I can't destroy it!

Wang Yong thought about it, the identity of this iron face person, in fact, is nothing, leaked it.

However, looking at this flower full of rivers, it does not seem to be the kind of person who will preach everywhere.

Go sit with him and explore the wind.

Under the enthusiastic invitation of Huamanjiang, Wang Lian had to follow him and enter the drunken building of one of the largest restaurants in the city.

Huamanjiang obviously did not come for the first time, directly took Wang Lian to the window on the second floor, said the scenery here is good, drink a small wine here, talk about life.

After saying this, he brought the shop two, ordered a lot of wine and vegetables, and several pots of good wine.

The wine and vegetables have not yet been sent, Hua Manjiang suddenly "oops" and said, "Brother, you sit for a while, don't leave, I go to the hut and come back soon!"

After saying this, Hua Man covered his stomach and quickly left.

Wang Yan couldn’t help but shake his head, and his eyes looked through the window and looked toward the sky outside the house, which was a blue sky.

“My mother, I’ve had all the bad things these days!”

At this time, suddenly on the first floor of the stairs, came a scolding sound.

Then I saw a big bald man, holding a beautiful young woman, walking upstairs.

The woman snuggled in the bald man's arms, please laughing: "Ba master, you are the manager of the flower family ah, high weight, where do you dare to provoke your old man?"

Wang Lian couldn't help but glance at the other side of the stairs, and suddenly found that the bald man who came upstairs was actually Budchang.

This is a very narrow road.