137: C137 The Legendary Annual Competition

C137 The Legendary Annual Competition

"Don't worry, Director Zhuang."

Elder Hee cupped his fist and laughed loudly: "A few years ago, my family was busy with trivial matters, and I was unable to find the time. This year, although this old man is over a hundred years old, he is definitely not someone that those little bastards in Nanjiang of the Nanjiang Province can handle."

Elder Hee looked proud as he said, "Since the start of the year, I have had a smooth start. My cultivation has also broken through the bottleneck, so it's about time for me to come out and exercise!"

Zhuang Kaigaang nodded with a smile: "With you here, I'll be at ease with this year's Annual Competition. After eating for so many years, it's time for me to be proud! "

"..."

The backyard of the Qiushan Villa had been completely defeated by Pei Feng – the Ancient Well was withered and cracked, not a single drop of water remained. The plants in the backyard had long since died out, leaving behind only a piece of decayed loess.

Since Ancient Well were already wasted, Pei Feng did not plan to continue staying in the Qiushan Villa's backyard. He originally wanted to return to the 5th floor residence that he rented from the external Ninghai, but who would have thought that the residence would have already been evacuated by Elder Zhou's order.

His Immortals' Villa s were empty, so Mister, please stay.

Old Man Zhou obviously didn't want him to leave, so even if he didn't want to stay in the Qiushan Villa, he could still enter the Immortals' Villa next door. Since I've already sent it to you, please take over.

Elder Zhou's actions were meticulous and his Immortals' Villa had long since been set up according to his preferences.

Pei Feng didn't say anything and just stayed in.

He knew that Old Man Zhou had an intimate relationship with him, and was especially fond of seeing him cultivate. Old man Zhou had started his family, suffered injuries for half of his life, and it was not easy to practice martial arts again at the end of his life.

Not even half a day had passed since they had moved in, and they hadn't even had the time to meditate before the guests had already arrived. It was Ninth Master Du, Luo Sanlee, and Xue Renju.

"Ninth Master, Master Luo, Director Xue, is there any news about the material I want?"

The moment he entered the door, Pei Feng directly said.

Previously, whenever they found the materials, the various bosses would send their servants to deliver them to their doorstep, and would not personally deliver them to them. Today, Ninth Master Du, Luo Sanlee and Xue Renju would come to visit them together, and this was most likely not about the materials.

When these words came out, Ninth Master Du and the other two looked at each other.

"Mr. Pei, the material..." "Still looking."

"Mr. Pei, my men are doing their best to help you. Don't worry."

"That's right, Mr. Pei. The materials you asked for are very strange, they are really hard to find." "Don't worry, Ninth Master and I have already found the exploration and deep sea salvage teams, there should be news soon."

"Then why did the three of you come to visit today?"

Pei Feng looked at them with a smile that was not a smile and asked lightly: "Congratulations on moving to my new home?"

Luo Sanlee laughed, "Other than congratulating you on moving to a new residence, we... "There's one more thing I want to ask of you, Mr. Pei."

"What is it?"

Luo Sanlee explained in detail about Annual Competition to him, and then said respectfully: "All these years, we have always been humiliated by him, and can only watch from the sidelines. That friend of mine, Zhang Guangnian, Vice Sect Leader Zhang, Jiu Zun's lackeys, Earth Dragon, and Chief Xue's personal bodyguard, Liao Wei, is normally one against ten experts, but in terms of Annual Competition, that is not enough for me … "

"Basically, the few of them can still play in the first three to four rounds. After that, they won't even have the qualifications to participate anymore."

"I heard that this year's Annual Competition is even more grand than the previous years. The number of experts invited is extremely large, and there are even many experts from Internal Force Martial Master and foreign countries among them."

Xue Renju, who was at the side, also nodded and said, "Mr. Pei, may I ask... "Did you get that 100 million from Yu Qian?"

Pei Feng shook his head. "I gave you a sum of 2 million a few days ago. I beg you to forgive me for two weeks. I accept."

"Mr. Pei, I'm afraid there's a trick to this!"

Pei Feng slightly frowned: "Oh? "What do you mean?"1

"A few days ago, this Yu Qian released a message, saying that this time, he invited a great expert to our Annual Competition, if he wanted to suppress all of the heroes, he would tyrannize the Annual Competition! I feel that he invited this expert here for Annual Competition and a more important reason … It should be because he wanted to deal with you, relying on the remaining 100 million! "

When he finished speaking, Ninth Master Du, Luo Sanlee, and Xue Renju all looked at him as if they were waiting for his reaction.

In the Chong'ang Area, the three of them were all seniors that could call the wind and summon the rain. However, if the three of them were to put it in the Nanjiang, Yu Hang Ninghai, then it would be a huge gamble for them to gather and fight against each other for Annual Competition … They didn't have enough.

It was fine for the heroes of the first region to be familiar with each other in Ninghai City, but once they left the city, they wouldn't be considered as big shots.

If not for the Zhou Family of Nanjiang supporting them from behind, to be honest, there were not many Nanjiang that would have placed any importance on them. Because without the Zhou Family of Nanjiang behind their backs, it did not matter if they were from a rich background, regardless of whether they were from a powerful clan or a powerful faction … He truly wasn't qualified to be compared with the other party.

Pei Feng looked at them quietly. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly as he said coldly, "The three of you... You want me to help you all fight this so-called Annual Competition? "

When these words were spoken, Ninth Master Du and the other two's expression suddenly became cold and changed instantly.

Pei Feng's voice was bone-chilling. He was obviously unhappy!

Pei Feng was a bit unhappy.

To put it bluntly, this so called Annual Competition was actually an underground boxing match organized by the rich big shots in order to stimulate and gain benefits from gambling.

Asking him to be a thug for Ninth Master Du, Luo Sanlee, and Xue Renju, betting his life for their benefit?

It was simply a joke, they were not worthy of him!

"Mr. Pei, don't be angry. Of course, that's not what we meant."

Ninth Master Du bowed deeply and the old fox finally spoke.

"This year's Nanjiang's situation has undergone a drastic change. The competition between the various powers has become more and more intense, so I'm afraid that this year's bet on Annual Competition will be very fierce … All three of us have recruited an expert this year, so we plan to do our best. "

Speaking to this, he gave Pei Feng a deep look and smiled apologetically, "Today, we are here to tell you the news about Yu Qian. I think... "This brat has ill intentions. He wanted to find someone to deal with you, and yet he still dares to go back on his word. You must know beforehand!"

"Also, since he wants to take that whatever expert to gamble with his Annual Competition before the two week deadline, and even boast about 'suppressing heroes and dominating Annual Competition', you might as well … Firstly, he can confront him face-to-face. If necessary, we can immediately cripple that great expert he invited, and have him settle his debts obediently! Secondly, we have confidence in ourselves with you around. "If there's any problems or mistakes, as long as you're here, no one will dare to touch us, right?"

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