C1081 One-cut
C1081 One-cut
After they all sat down, a melodious music sounded.
One by one, the young ladies walked in and began to dance.
Dance, Beauty, Wine...
The cheers continued, and the atmosphere of the banquet continued to soar.
"President Leng, you invited us here to watch this?"
Looking at the weird atmosphere in the field, Nangong Duan frowned: "If that's the case, then I'll be leaving."
"Patriarch Nangong, you can't hold yourself back anymore?"
Leng Zhong teased, "The good show will come later, and each wave will be higher than the last."
"President Leng, it's really nice of you to arrange such a spot for Lin Fann."
Looking at the gloomy face of Lin Fann who was sitting in the corner, the depression in Kong Quansheng's heart dissipated by more than half.
"This is just the beginning. What's more exciting is still to come."
The corner of his mouth curled up as he said coldly, "We will definitely not let the two Patriarchs come here in vain."
"President Leng, I brought some experts with me this time."
Kong Quansheng rubbed his hands excitedly and shouted, "If you make a move, count me in."
"Listen to what Patriarch Kong said. If you attack, you will definitely not lower your Kong Family."
He pulled his Kong Family to the same line and looked coldly at Nangong Duan: "Patriarch Nangong, what about you?"
"I'll make a decision when I see what's behind it."
From beginning to end, Nangong Duan's gaze had never left Lin Fann's body. In his mind, Nangong Duan was still Ding Sheng. The scene of the explosion.
He was curious, what ability did Lin Fann have?
Dong …
The drum sounded and the second program began.
A brawny, bare-chested man, carrying a meter-long, twenty-centimeter-wide machete, walked to the center of the room.
He then cupped his hands together and said, "My name in the World Assembly is' One Cut ', and anyone who gets hit by one of my blade will collapse."
As the sound of his voice faded, he lashed out with his machete.
Waves of whistling sounds could be heard, and the metal buckles on the machetes also released waves of clanging sounds.
"To cut it in one slash is true skill. It is said that his blade is able to split a steelized door into two."
"Weren't there those who were courting death last time? If you provoke them, you would immediately die."
"Quick, look, look! What are you doing with one cut?"
The gazes of those who were watching the scene gathered toward the source of the commotion.
What he saw was the cleaver in his hand pointing towards the last position.
"I will do it in one stroke. Mr. Lin, please enlighten me."
The sound was so loud that it reverberated throughout the hall.
"President Leng, is this the good show you were talking about?"
As Nangong Duan looked at the ferocious muscles being cut, he said in confusion: "It looks very powerful, but martial artists don't just look at each other's appearance. You should know that."
"No, no, no, Patriarch Nangong, you misunderstood."
Shaking his head, he said with a cold smile, "This is not the start of a good show. In fact, it can't even be considered the start. It can only be called an appetizer."
Mr. Lin.
Hearing this name, those who knew what was going on all looked towards Lin Fann.
Today's banquet was not only to celebrate the fifth anniversary of the World Assembly, but also to deal with Lin Fann.
Lin Fann, who had his eyes closed all this time, opened his eyes and looked at the muscular man on the stage.
When he tried to stand up, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground. With great difficulty, he steadied himself and said, "The word 'guidance' is a good word. Unfortunately, if I use a blade, blood will be shed."
"Haha, Mr. Lin, swords have no eyes."
Seeing Lin Fann trembling in fear, he snapped, "Please enlighten me, Mr. Lin."