Chapter 1265 Eight Dragons Appear, Exerting Strong Pressure
Jin Xiaolou immediately felt like he was facing an abyss, as if he was being stared at by a wild beast.
Don't dare to make any rash move.
Sikong even tightened his lips, was highly nervous and guarded closely.
He didn't dare to say it, and he didn't dare to look at it either.
But he knew that these eight fierce breaths must be from the eight eighth-level dragons.
If one of them dares to act rashly, no one can escape their ruthless blow.
Not only that, except for Zhang Xing and the other three, everyone else present felt this strong aura.
They were all too scared to move.
Ta-ta-ta!
Eight figures walked out from different directions.
"It's them!"
Young Master Li and the other three were stunned, and a huge wave of panic suddenly arose in their hearts.
Aren't these the nine mysterious people in the Colosseum who won more than 100 billion?
But why is there one person missing?
They didn't know that the missing person was Long Wenjing beside Zhang Xing.
Yes, these eight people are Hei Bao and his eight giant dragons.
It is absolutely not allowed for a small Yijinlou boss to express murderous intent towards his boss.
With the current situation, it was time for the Eight Dragons to show up and shock Jin Xiaolou.
Li Shao watched Ba Long walk up to Zhang Xing, and at the same time he cupped his fists and bowed, calling him "boss".
His vision went dark, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.
From the very beginning, they had been manipulated by Zhang Xing, and they were still plotting against Zhang Xing like idiots.
Ridiculous! Ridiculous!
After Hei Bao and Zhang Xing saw each other, they suddenly turned their heads to look at Jin Xiaolou.
"If you dare to murder our boss, you are seeking death!"
With that said, he punched out.
Jin Xiaolou was shocked.
Hastily made a counterattack.
There was a crash.
Jin Xiaolou stepped back more than a dozen steps, each step leaving a three-inch deep footprint on the hard rock ground.
"This is just a small lesson. If you don't get the money quickly, you and your Yijin Tower will disappear from this world."
Heibao retracted his fist and said coldly.
He didn't use all his strength, didn't need the boss's orders, he knew what to do appropriately.
Jin Xiaolou felt that blood was surging all over his body, and half of his body was numb.
Although he hurriedly fought back, he still used eight points of strength, but the opponent obviously did not use his full strength.
Looking at it this way, he felt that he was no match for this black-faced man.
What's more, there are seven people of the same weight next to him.
I felt a little regretful, why I didn't listen to Sikong's persuasion and insisted on taking back 500 billion low-grade spiritual stones.
I have always been smart, so why did I ignore the key points?
Even Sikong was afraid of someone, and he actually wanted to have a fight with him.
Now we are riding a tiger that is hard to get off. We can't defeat it even if we fight. There will be no good end if we don't fight.
His eyes turned to Sikong, and now he just hoped that he could deal with it.
Sikong was also bitter and originally thought he could minimize the loss.
But now it seems there is no hope.
"Zhang Gongfeng calms down, Xiaolou is being reckless, please don't be like him!"
He bowed his head with his hands in hand, looking frightened.
Although he prides himself on not bending down, he has to bend down in front of Zhang Xing.
"Don't worry, City Lord Sikong, Moyu Mountain and Tlan City are both from the same camp of the Southern Alliance, so I will definitely give them your respect."
"Otherwise, Boss Jin would be a dead man by now."
Zhang Xing said lightly.
"Sikong knows, thank you Zhang for giving me this face, and thank you Lord Heibao for showing mercy!"
Sikong bowed to Zhang Xing and Hei Bao repeatedly.
Then, he turned around and said coldly to Jin Xiaolou: "Xiaolou, please hurry up and offer me 500 billion low-grade spiritual stones. This is what Zhang Fengfeng has earned. You can't default on it."