Master of the End Times

“Fighting grounds? Life or death?” Qin Feng sneered.

Singer Sheng was enraged by such a diffuse response.

“Yes, life or death! ”

“Yeah, I'll be right there! ”

Qin Feng is not afraid of this.

“This manager, please help my girlfriend settle the bill! ”

“Yes, sir! ”

The man naturally wanted the two of them to leave quickly and quickly calculated the accounts.

Xin Jiasheng sneered: “It doesn't help. I must have bought this beautiful woman's things in the future. I won't let her wear these things either! ”

Qin Feng smiled.

“You think too much! ”

As soon as Qin Feng raised his hand, he loaded everything into his space symbol equipment, which led him to go outside.

Singer Sheng also went out and went straight into a rather luxurious convertible sports car.

It's also a hovered chariot.

Qin Feng stood on the side of the road, apparently without a car.

”Xin Jia Sheng smiled coldly. 'What, you don't even have a car...

Only halfway through this sentence, Qin Feng lifted his arm and waved randomly. A floating car instantly appeared in Xin Jiasheng's gaze.

It held his words back and almost choked his saliva.

The most important thing is not how good Qin Feng's car is, but Qin Feng's space symbol device!

A cipher device of about eight cubic meters. How much is that?

This has far exceeded the value of a suspended car, and even Singer Sheng has none!

“Lead the way!” The faint voice of Qin Feng came as if to instruct a servant child.

Singer Sheng is even more pissed off!

“Damn, what are you proud of? When you get to the fight, whether it's your woman or your stuff, it's definitely mine!” Singer Sheng saw a gleaming greed in his eyes this time.

The car hovered halfway into the air and advanced at a fast pace.

Qin Feng followed each other, but thought about how to maximize the benefits.

Fighting grounds in Chengyang City!

Looking forward to it!

Like the underground black boxing in the Chengbei gathering place, Chengyang City's fighting field is a place for the capable to fight, but it is not in the low dark forces, it is a place where the rich entertain.

This is a more formal, competitive battlefield for the capable! The official name is Chengyang Competitive Skills Museum.

It's not as bloody here, but the mortality rate has always been high.

It's all because the battlefield is actually a place for resolving internal contradictions, and even the four big families let the younger generation duel each year in the battlefield, so that the upper level doesn't hurt the bones, and a new division of interests can be made.

And some conflicts are difficult to resolve elsewhere, and it is normal to agree to go to battlefields.

On the car, Qin Feng thought that there had been no internal efforts to move forward lately, and I'm afraid it could be harvested today!

And White Glass whispered, "Why are you fighting again? ”

Qin Feng thought it was funny, "It's not for you! ”

One time unknown, so the second time White Glass finally understood.

“Are you fighting for my right to mate? I'm a little girl! ”

Qin Feng's hand shook and almost hit the car on the building. He drove back soon. He activated the locking system to allow the floating car to drive automatically, reaching out and ravaging his hand. Brushed white hair.

“You're young, you know a lot? ”

Glass dissatisfied anger stared at Qin Feng: “The fighting ground to go to is the place to fight. We Silver Fox only have one partner in our life. Excellent people will naturally compete to rob each other. It is common to beat you to death! How could I not know! ”

I know everything about white glass. You underestimate me.

Qin Feng is helpless!

Little white glass?

This is smart. It's gonna be fine soon!

“All right, all right, you know!” Qin Feng is helpless, white glass is just too straightforward!

Think about it. It's evil.

In front of Xin Jiasheng was a convertible car. Naturally, he saw Qin Feng and White Glass in the rear car in the mirror. He said they were laughing. He also manually moved his feet. He had to burn in jealousy for a while and stomped the accelerator hard again.

With this acceleration, the martial arts will arrive soon.

“I'm here to see how good you really are. For a while, you better not kneel down and beg for forgiveness! ”

Qin Feng was too lazy to say anything, so he took a closer look at the battlefield.

The area is huge and open-air and looks very empty.

The square of the competition is 200 meters wide, there are a lot of fighting platforms out of the square, some 10 meters, some 20 meters, it looks like at least 40 meters in a hurry, surrounded by a lookout stand, so the square is like a large and small pit, of course, surrounded by a lot of floor-to-ceiling window compartments, people can watch the game in the bakery.

Qin Feng followed Xin Jiasheng to the registration place.

The layout here is no less than, and even more comprehensive than, the Competencies Verification Hall.

Fighting rules, every victory has a reward, so in order to prevent people from pretending to be pigs eating tigers and playing fake games, the test of ability is very accurate, consciousness strength, physical strength and strength.

Fortunately, there are no exotic script tests, otherwise Qin Feng wouldn't be here!

And in order to prevent fraudulent rewards, not only did the mutual agreement have no reward, but even those who came on stage had to pay $10,000 to win and lose within half an hour.

This 10,000 bucks, for those who are capable, is ninety cattle a dime.

Xin Jiasheng's meeting place in Chengyang City was obviously not Xiao Xiao Huai. He came and even the manager was in front of him.

“Xin Xiao, why are you here today? You have to play two! ”

Singer Sheng is now in a bad mood, using his comms to pull out his battle serial number in the battlefield, coldly said: “There's a blind boy coming to die, just to teach you a lesson! ”

“Ha!” the manager snapped his ass: “Who is so blind, Xin Xiao's strength, he can also resist, Xin Xiao, wait a minute, I will arrange a stage for you! ”

The manager hastily arranged it, and at this time there was a group of people around, all of whom knew Singer Sheng, or they unilaterally met, wanted to get together, all of them together.

At one time, Singer Sheng was incredible.

On the contrary, Qin Feng, with white glass, was weighed up and down by those around him. His eyes were filled with sympathy and bliss.

“Xin Xiao, is this the one you want to teach? This kid's got a lot of nerve. How dare he call you a board! ”

“A G-segment? Where's the use of such a color? I'll let him have one hand! ”

“I let him fly with both hands and one foot! ”

“Ha ha! ”

It is also disgusting for Singer Sheng to watch these people exaggerate in order to knock themselves out.

“He's not a real G-segment, he's strong!” Singer Sheng opens his mouth: “But what about stronger? On the ring, I beat you to the ground! ”

That phrase, in the invisible, lifted itself.