"Uncle, I won't go!"

Zhong Huainan struggled away from Zhong Fushan's hand and said angrily: "Obviously, there are two sets of regulations on Wangzhi Street. If it weren't for this regulation, why didn't we see anyone with eyes other than those with purple eyes on Wangzhi Street? "

"The little brother."

The shopkeeper opened his mouth in a cold voice and walked forward: "The Lord personally speaks, this rule has never been in the Street of Wandering. As for the Street of Wandering, there has never been a person with eyes other than the purple eyed. Why, you can’t think of it. NS?"

After that, without waiting for Zhong Huainan to speak, he continued: "How about the Reinforcement on the street, everyone should understand that the purple-eyed people with weaker spiritual power can't survive, let alone people other than the purple-eyed people?"

"Not only on the street, even the front street, the street that enters the street, the spiritual pressure is not low, the average person with blue eyes and green eyes, staying on that street for less than two quarters, will Seven holes bleed and died."

"And in such a situation, how can everyone see people with eyes other than the purple eyes?"

Zhong Huainan was taken aback for a moment, opened his mouth to speak, and the shopkeeper said without any warmth: "We said that we only welcome those who are able, as long as they have the ability to enter the street of Wangzhi, and there is no leak, we are welcome at any time."

"Up to now, you can say anything, anyway, the right to interpret is in your hands!" Zhong Huainan sneered.

"Stupid."

It was the taller host, his voice was icy cold, "What's the use of such a rubbish!"

When the shopkeeper heard it, he understood it instantly. With a wave of his hand, a dark light swept away towards the government at such a fast speed, not to mention Zhong Huainan, even Zhong Fushan could not react.

Everyone only heard a bang, the dark light hit Zhong Huainan, Zhong Huainan didn't even have time to scream, then turned into a cloud of black air, and the whole person disappeared without a trace!

"Huai, Huainan?"

Zhong Fushan saw that his canthus was cracked, his red eyes plopped and knelt down, "I beg the two masters to let Huainan go..."

"It's too late."

The shopkeeper said coldly: "He was originally a dead man. He arrogantly gave him his life on the street. He doesn't know how to cherish and cannot blame others. Also, as an elder, you are hopelessly stupid because you don’t know how to teach younger generations. Zhijie doesn't welcome people like you!"

When he said, he squinted his eyes, muttering something softly in his mouth, and then squeezed, and a delusion card automatically flew out of Zhong Fushan's arms and fell into the open palm of the shopkeeper.

When Zhong Fushan saw it, his heart was cold, "Sir..."

"Snow muscle."

The shopkeeper didn't even glance at Zhong Busan, turned his head and coldly ordered Xueji: "Let's send them back."

"Yes."

Sekkisei replied, and brought a few people in black, walked to Zhong Pushan, and said lightly: "Guests, please."

Zhong Fushan clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and hung his face down. He didn't dare to say a word. He followed Sekkisei and left. After a few steps, he turned his head and stared bitterly at Duanmu Yawang's back. A few seconds.

Little Bailu saw it, "Master, this clock in Busan has passed this time, and the hatred for you has grown deeper."

"That's right."

Duanmu Yawang didn't care at all, "I will meet you, there is no need to be merciful." I knew this before. At the entrance of Wangzhi Street, I should have killed them!

Save a lot of trouble!

"The guest is frightened."

The shopkeeper walked over, and Wen Sheng looked at Duan Muya.

Duanmu Yawang shook his head, and the shopkeeper asked, "I don't know how the guest is called?"

"Duanmu Yawang." Now that he has reached this point, Duanmu Yawang feels that there is no need to hide his name.

"It turned out to be Miss Duanmu, please." The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and politely asked Duanmu Ya to walk forward, and came to the two house owners. The shorter one asked with a smile: "Miss Duanmu, what do you want? Let's talk in the quality house?"

Quality house?

Isn't the quality house the place for trading?

Duanmuya frowned and didn't say anything. The shorter Shezhu seemed to see through her thoughts at a glance, and said, "Miss Duanmu seems to reject our hostage?"

"It's not rejection..."

Duanmu Yawang told the truth: "It's just that I won't trade with the quality house casually."

"We respect you."

The shorter host said: "However, you won the competition, and we owe you a condition. If you don't pledge, do you want to talk about your condition here?"

When the Lord She spoke, his voice was smiling, and it sounded very gentle. I don't know if it was her illusion, but Duanmu Yawang heard a little threat from inside.

Intuition told her that if she really dared to say her own conditions here, she would die ugly!

Thinking about it this way, Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and grinned at the corner of her mouth: "This condition is really inconvenient to say here. Please let the two masters decide on the location."

The shopkeeper listened, he was relieved without a trace, and at the same time had a feeling that this woman is indeed not a thing in the pool, she is smart enough!

"good."

The lord nodded, "However, the other lord and I still have things to do. I'm afraid that we can't immediately fulfill the promise in the hostage, and Mr. Jiang will take you to the hostage."

"Okay, there are two masters."

"You're welcome, we like to deal with smart people." After that, he said ‘Let’s go’ to the taller host, and the two of them disappeared on the stage.

No more traces.

The two homeowners left, and Xueji went to work. Many things here still need to be handled by the shopkeeper. He looked at Duanmuya and said, "Miss Duanmu, please wait a moment."

"no problem."

"Thank you for being considerate." When the shopkeeper said, he went to order people to clean up the things on the stage and do all the things.

When the shopkeeper did not come back, He Lao and other contestants came forward to express their joy. Everyone smiled openly, looking even happier than Duanmu Yawang himself.

Duanmuya smiled faintly, and answered twice from time to time.

The last person who came by was Fan Li Xueyi and Poison Sage. Fan Li looked at her face and smiled very gently: "Miss Duanmu, I heard that you are from the Liuhuo Empire?"

Duanmu Ya glanced at him and said lightly: "Yes."

"Where is the Liuhuo Empire? I am ignorant, as if I have never heard of this country."

"It's a small empire, it's not surprising that I don't know."

Perhaps Duanmu Yawang's reaction was too cold. A light flashed in Fan Li's eyes, but the smile on his face did not change: "Small hidden in the city, big hidden in the mountains, it seems that this sentence is really correct. An empire capable of nurturing such a talented Miss Duanmu must have its strengths."

Duanmu Ya looked at the corners of her lips and did not answer.

She has walked through so many empires, the Flowing Fire Empire is really so-so, and she didn't find any good points. But after all it is the country of the original owner's birth, no matter how bad it is, it shouldn't contradict it.