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Chapter 200 Demon King

The sudden commotion immediately alarmed the people in other rooms.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people had already come out and watched what was going on.

Seeing the servant's broken limbs and clothes on the ground, a tiger-headed man stepped forward, pointed at Heijiu with a gloomy face and shouted:

"Human, don't go too far. What's the point of hurting my fellow demons?"

"I hurt your uncle."

Hei Jiu replied calmly, and the first sentence the tiger said made him feel nauseous.

He was labeled as an opponent of personal demons at the beginning, without asking at all what was going on at the scene.

In the blink of an eye, everyone was asked to target Hei Jiu from what he called the so-called demonic stance.

To put it bluntly, this is a kind of bullying and discrimination.

——

"Boy, don't be too arrogant, we are seeing you..."

However, before he could finish his words, Hei Jiu's knife pointed directly at the tiger-headed man:

"Finding trouble is finding faults. How can there be so many things that are missing? Not only do I poison my vegetables, but I will be labeled as racial opposition at first.

A big silly man, why should you pretend to be a wise man even though you are obviously a martial artist?

If you want to beat it, just beat it less.”

"Boy, you're looking for death!!!"

The tiger-headed man raised his big hand, then slapped Hei Jiu and greeted him with a slap.

Hei Jiu didn't hide at all, because in the blink of an eye, a red shadow had already appeared in front of him.

It was Hongyi. I saw that Hongyi raised her right hand gently and easily blocked the tiger-headed man's attack, and she didn't even move her body.

The devil's personal outcome made the atmosphere at the scene subtle.

I saw Hongyi saying with a kind look:

"There will be a joint fight tomorrow. Now the internal strife is not a good sign. So, what exactly happened?"

The red-clothed look at the tiger, and the tiger withdrew its hand, with great momentum:

"Your subordinates don't like the demons, so they fight against my compatriots. You can see it yourself!"

After saying that, he pointed at the broken limbs on the ground in anger. Hongyi had no major expression change, but just turned around and asked Hei Jiu:

"What's going on?"

Hei Jiu moved his mouth and pointed to the food on the cart there:

"There are insects in the vegetables."

Qingze Cymbi is a poison that is highly toxic. Ordinary people have never heard of it, but Hongyi knows it.

I saw him come to the plate of meat, pick up a piece, stuff it into his mouth, chew it for a few times, and then spit it out.

Then he squinted his eyes calmly and said with a friendly face:

"It seems that someone is really poisoning. Since the murderer is dead, can you stop this for my sake?"

No one spoke, only the tiger was still aggressive:

"Who knows if he directed and acted by himself? Maybe the poison he brought was ready to harm people?"

"Oh, can Brother Hu trust my subordinates?"

"He is a human race, why should I believe it? After all..."

He was only halfway through, and then he was stunned.

The tiger suddenly realized that something was wrong with the name of the Red Demon King just now.

Wait, Brother Tiger?

The tiger gradually became uneasy, and saw him turn his head to look at the red shirt, but he had not yet said the next word.

I saw Hongyi's right hand gently waved.

"puff!!!!!"

It was like the sharpest knife in the world that instantly slashed through the tiger's neck.

A huge tiger head fell to the ground.

Then, the huge body fell to the ground and made a loud bang.

"Senior, although Brother Hu is wrong, are you too..."

"Boom!!!"

The powerful pressure was released from the red-clothed demon king, and he interrupted the dog-clan man who was holding back his composure.

Everyone felt like they had a heavy object on them.

At the scene, no one except Hei Jiu and Hongyi were standing.

Everyone was so powerful that they lay on the ground and could not move.

In this case, Hongyi's eyes slowly opened, revealing his blood-like vertical pupils.

At the same time, the expression gradually became cold.

Cold tone:

"No matter how bad I am, I am one of the devil kings. A bunch of ignorant little ghosts, don't be shameless!!!"

After saying that, the pressure increased again.

"ah!!!!"

Some people couldn't help but screamed in pain, and some people's bodies were making the sound of bone breaking.

"Previous, senior, please spare me, younger me... cough cough... I know I'm wrong."

In the end, someone couldn't bear it and started begging for mercy. Hongyi snorted coldly and withdrew her pressure:

"Walk!"

Red clothes walked in front, while Hei Jiu followed closely behind.

No matter how embarrassed the backbone lying on the ground is.

But there is no doubt that the strength of the Red Demon King is far above that of Hei Jiu's imagination.

"This kid is quite strong!"

The voice of Tianqiu began to appear in his mind, and Hei Jiu asked remarks:

"Who is better than you?"

Tian Qiu sighed with a smile:

"My strength has not been fully restored yet, so I should not be able to compare, but if I can completely recover, this guy's life will be necessary within ten moves."

"I hope what you say is true."

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"Black Nine!"

The red-clothed Demon King walking in front suddenly spoke, and his expression once again returned to his usual humble and friendly appearance.

"Um!"

"You just made a big fuss when you knew I was nearby, right?"

"Haha, you really deserve to be the boss. You have discovered this."

Black Nine chuckled:

"I mainly don't want to lose your face, so I naturally have to be tougher."

"Oh~"

The Red Demon King nodded and then sighed:

"You can go to the ground to sleep in the room tonight, it's safer."

“Yeah, I got it!

The boss looks like he has something to worry about?"

"I'm not the only one who has something to do. All the demons have their own ulterior motives, including myself, and there is no good person."

"Is the boss worried about the Purple Gold Demon King?"

"Oh? How do you say it?"

"At present, Zijin and Bainiu are in equal terms, which is the battle between the eldest and the second.

When the white bull dies, the biggest benefit of the purple gold is of course.

But Zijin is already very strong, fortunately, there are white bulls that are pressing him from time to time.

It can be imagined that once the white bull dies, Zijin will definitely be even more unscrupulous in doing things.

The situation with the remaining three demon kings may not be very good.

Furthermore, today the white cow is dead, how can we guarantee that the next white cow will not appear tomorrow?

Is it the Blue Devil? Or the Blue Bird? Or you, the boss?"

"Your worries are not unreasonable, but we have thought about this kind of thing, and the white bull's crusade has been decided.

The only thing we can do is to try to divide a bigger cake during the confrontation."

"After all, I'm short-sighted. In this case, I'm sure I can only join forces with the Blue Devil or the Blue Bird in the future."

"The arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Everyone is unwilling to let go of the cake in front of them. If you don't snatch it, it's all someone else's.
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