The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

'I fight! '

When Jiang Tong uttered these three words, the boiling Wu Kingdom was lifted to another level, almost like a tsunami.

Face the challenge of the little witch god.

While shocked, most people thought that the young and strong man from the Hua Kingdom would definitely not dare to fight.

The little witch god became famous too early.

When he conquered South Asia and was invincible, Jiang Tong didn't know where he was.

The gap between the two, both in terms of realm and age, is too great.

Apart from other things, just because the little witch god has never made a move in the past few decades, no one knows how much his cultivation has accumulated?
In front of him.

This young and strong man in Huaguo is not enough.

Everyone believed that Jiang Tong should reject the challenge of the little witch god, and then find a place to practice penance for more than ten years.

In the future, if you step into Huashen, a mere little witch god, you can kill him by raising your hand.

When the outside world was in chaos, Jiang Tong and his party were already on the road.

This time, Jiang Tong didn't stamp out the rest of the Witch God Sect branches, but took Staff Qin and Xu Lai to the capital of the Wu Kingdom in a fair and honest way.

The three of them simply rented an off-road vehicle and left leisurely, as if they were traveling.

It seems to be ordered by the little witch god.

In most of the Wu Kingdom, no one stopped Jiang Tong.

"A smart guy."

Inside the off-road vehicle, Jiang Tong was holding a coconut and drinking with relish.

With his cultivation level, even without food, he can live for several months.

Whole grains, delicious delicacies, most of them are idle and have nothing to do, just to satisfy the appetite.

Xu Lai laughed and said, "Even Wu Zang was beheaded by Jiang Zhenren, and no matter how many others came, they would all be sent to death."

"If I were the little witch god, I would also order everyone to back off."

But the closer they got to Mecca, everyone found that the surrounding vigilance gradually increased.

In some places, the army was even dispatched to enforce martial law throughout the entire process.

……

Mecca capital.

As soon as a few young men and women walked out of the tourist attraction, they saw a large number of heavily armed military vehicles driving around.

"Wow, look, that gun is so big."

Just as Yan Xiao was about to run over, he was grabbed by Old Wei.

Old Wei said unhappily:

"It's called a vehicle-mounted machine gun. It has a .[-] caliber and can tear apart steel. Be careful and run over there, or someone will catch you."

Yan Xiao looked around curiously, as if overnight, the whole city of Mecca was under martial law.

Soldiers with rifles are everywhere.

Old Wei frowned and said:
"What's the matter, dispatched the army well, is Wu Kingdom going to war?"

Everyone looked at each other.

In the first few days when Mecca was still peaceful, suddenly hundreds of people drove into the city.

Depending on the number of people, there is at least one group.

Wang Dong shook his head and said, "Impossible. Once the army is dispatched, it will be an earth-shattering event. Several surrounding countries will notice it instantly. I think there should be some important person coming."

Wang Dong's girlfriend, Zhou Zhuxin, is tall and sexy with a ponytail, a stand-up collar sweater, and white jeans.

She looked around suspiciously.

Then he whispered: "Have you gone online? I saw on Wuguo's network, it seems that there are some masters who are going to fight here."

"These troops should have come to maintain law and order."

Everyone was stunned.

Hearing the decisive battle of the masters, I instantly thought of those martial arts masters I saw in the movie, flying over the roof and walking on the wall, omnipotent.

"Damn it, even the world-renowned MMA mixed martial arts, or UFC free fighting super events may not be able to dispatch troops, right?"

Old Wei was dumbfounded.

Wang Dong shook his head:

"If this is the case, I'm afraid it's not those boxing masters. It's a duel between warriors."

Musha?
Old Wei was full of doubts, this was the first time he had heard such a title.

"Is it the same as those martial arts masters in the movie?"

Yan Xiao immediately became interested.

Wang Dong thought for a moment, then nodded: "Accurately speaking, warriors are similar to those martial arts masters who fly across the wall and cross the river with a reed."

Listen to what he said.

Old Wei rolled his eyes immediately: "Old Wang, are you stupid in reading books? How can things in movies appear in reality?"

Wang Dong shook his head.

With a wry smile, he also heard the so-called warrior from the vice president of the company by chance.

He said lightly: "I have heard people say that there are indeed some warriors in our world. They are so powerful that they can split steles and stones, and lift hundreds of catties with one hand."

"Many big bosses who are worth billions of dollars like to hire warriors as bodyguards at high prices. It is said that such people can fight more than a dozen special forces at the same time with bare hands."

This time even Yan Xiao looked suspicious.

The more you say it, the more exaggerated it is, it's like listening to Mr. Shu bragging.

"I think you are bragging. This is better than a martial arts master. Besides, how can such an awesome person be a bodyguard for others?"

Yan Xiao looked at Wang Dong's gaze, just like looking at a liar.

Others do not say.

If you have the ability to work as a mercenary overseas, wouldn't you earn more than a bodyguard with a salary of several thousand dollars a day?

Wang Dong shook his head.

Reluctantly said: "I'm not sure, anyway, even if there are warriors, this group must be bound by the laws of the country. You can't do whatever you want, can you?"

Besides, if you are disobedient, the country is not vegetarian.

Everyone curled their lips, treating it as a joke, and no one took it to heart.

Old Wei smiled and raised his fist: "What kind of bullshit warriors, I think they are those palace clowns, boasting and putting gold on their faces."

was talking.

Suddenly there was a disdainful voice: "Boy, be careful, if you let other people hear it, be careful to break your leg."

Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound.

I saw an old man wearing cloth clothes and shoes, holding a small bowl of Wu country specialty, coconut milk jelly, looking at them with a half-smile.

I heard the old man speak fluent Chinese.

Old Wei was full of disdain: "I don't believe there is such a person, who is a warrior, come and beat me up?"

Following his roar, many people raised their eyes at the sound, but most of them shook their heads lightly, glanced casually and left.

The old man sneered and said:

"Hey boy, don't you believe it?"

"Okay, the old man will take you to open your eyes, and be careful not to be scared to pee later."

With that said, the old man turned and left.

Lao Wei and the others exchanged glances, and then hurriedly followed.

"Hey, old man, where are you going to take us to open our eyes?"

Old Wei shouted.

The old man stretched out his hand, and everyone looked in the direction, and saw a hundred-story tower in the center of Mecca, standing on the ground like a sacred mountain.

There, it is the summit of Mecca, the Witch God Tower.

Old Wei frowned.

Yan Xiao covered her mouth and exclaimed: "That is the Tower of the Witch God, isn't it that visitors are not allowed to enter?"

The old man shook his head and smiled.

Disdain:
"Who told you that the decisive battle will take place in the Witch God Tower?"

Everyone was stunned.

For a while, I didn't understand what the old man meant.

Yan Xiao muttered softly:

"Not in the tower, can't we still fight on the tower?"