Xiao Lou Zhu focuses on Mu Cong, the white faced young man in front of him. Looking at the slightly nervous expression and subtle movements of Fang Fang, Xiao Lou Zhu quickly makes judgment and evaluation on each other.
Obviously, the other party is not the best candidate for the first gatekeeper on the first floor of the natural selection building in her mind, but when Fang Su is promoted and Lady Hong is dead, Mu Cong is already the most suitable candidate she can find to replace the first gatekeeper.
As soon as I read this, landlord Xiao suddenly calmed down. Looking at Mu Cong in front of him, he said calmly: "compared with Qi Fang Su and empress Hong, although your duel experience is still a little different, I don't intend to refuse you."
Mu Cong, who looked nervous and was listening to landlord Xiao, immediately looked excited and happy. He couldn't help but say, "thank you for your help! Mu Cong must be a natural choice building and devote himself to death."
After listening to Mu Cong's sincere speech on his face, landlord Xiao just smiled and said, "I won't refuse you to become the real first gatekeeper, because only people with real strength can become the first gatekeeper."
"If you really have this strength, why should I refuse you?"
"We will take one month as the deadline. During this month, you will temporarily take the responsibility of the first customs keeper, and all remuneration will be paid according to the first customs keeper."
"As long as you can spend this month smoothly, you are the real first gatekeeper on the first floor of natural selection building in my surrender city."
"If you don't spend a month smoothly, you should know the result better than me?"
Speaking of the last sentence, landlord Xiao's face became serious.
Of course, Mucong understands what landlord Xiao means.
The duel between the natural selection building could not help but live and die. As long as you go to the battle platform of the natural selection building, you can only rely on your ability to stand or die.
As the first gatekeeper, the opponent must be very strong, and the opponent's goal must be the title of an invincible brave man and the reward of ten consecutive victories.
In order to become an invincible brave man, the opponent must go all out, and it is impossible to show mercy.
Under such circumstances, if Mu Cong loses and waits for his end, there is only a dead end.
However, although he had understood the danger, Mu Cong still didn't refuse. His face became more pale and almost like a dead man, but he didn't hesitate to face Xiao Lou Zhu and promised: "thank you, Xiao Lou Zhu. Mu Cong will not let Xiao Lou Zhu lose hope."
Then, led by Huolan, Mu Cong left the landlord's study.
After the crowd left, there was only one person in the open study. At this time, landlord Xiao didn't continue to climb to the table to sleep. She still sat quietly in front of her desk, frowning slightly, leaning slightly on her head, and didn't know what she was thinking.
Obviously, she didn't let down her heart because she decided to temporarily replace the first gatekeeper on the first floor of natural selection building.
Do not know why?
Lord Xiao always feels that things are not so simple.
She doesn't believe that Fang Su's grade promotion and the accidental death of Hong Niang's son are not fueled by external forces.
After all, if one thing can be interpreted as an accident, but if accidents happen one after another, I'm afraid it's not an accident, but a conspiracy.
Does anyone want to deal with the natural selection building?
Natural selection building is a huge force that even the whole Jin Dynasty dare not easily offend.
The owner of the small building didn't understand. If it wasn't an accident, what was it?
Who's planning this?
What's the purpose of the person who planned this behind the scenes?
After thinking for a moment, landlord Xiao finally gave up.
After all, there is too little known information, and she is just thinking and speculating. Such speculation will not help solve things, but will bring too many personal emotions and lead to her making wrong judgments and decisions.
In that case, landlord Xiao decided to put it down for the time being.
She believes that as long as the other party is really aimed at the natural selection building, the other party will not disappear.
As long as the other party's conspiracy continues, one day, it will come out carelessly.
What landlord Xiao has to do now is to wait patiently, wait for the moment when the other party shows his feet, use thunder to destroy the other party's plot, and then uproot the other party's power.
This move was also taught by her father.
On the first floor of natural selection building, Zhang Heng and Liang Peng did not leave, nor did they return to the previous VIP room.
On the contrary, under the leadership of the maid little sister a Lian, they came to the crowd in the semi ring square and found a comfortable place in the front row to sit down and watch the duel on the platform closely.
There are twelve battle platforms on the first floor of natural selection building.
Around each war platform, there were Carnival and laughing crowds.
Many people are not even brave, they are just ordinary people, but at this moment, they can comment, laugh and scold those brave people who are usually high on the platform.
A game is going on in front of the messenger of Zhengheng Lord.
On both sides of the competition, one is a woman with double swords and flexible body method. The woman is thin and dressed in a dark cyan yuan soldier's vestment. The whole person comes and goes like flying on the platform and goes northward like the wind, like a green deer.
The opponent of the woman in green is an old man who is as thin as firewood and holds a dark yuan soldier's long staff. The old man's face is swarthy and his hands are full of calluses. It is clear that his face has gone through vicissitudes and countless wrinkles seem to be engraved on his face, but his eyes are not muddy and deep, but full of vitality.
The old man's body is as fast as lightning.
They are dressed in green and black. They chase each other on the platform. Every time the two figures are intertwined, they think of the crisp sound of Dingding yuan soldiers colliding together.
Zhang Heng looked at the duel between the two on the stage. The expression on his face was strange. Liang Peng saw the expression on Zhang Heng's face and said nothing. He continued to look at the two on the stage.
Maid a Lian saw the strange expression on Zhang Heng's face, looked at him and comforted him, "what? Are you scared by their duel?"
"They are just a bronze duel between brave people."
"Most of the realm between the black iron braves is nothing more than a great achievement of gas refining. With the promotion of the black iron braves to bronze, even silver and gold Braves, when the gatekeeper leaves the factory, the opponent's bravery realm is at least the peak realm."
"Although your realm is high, you lack actual combat. You will inevitably feel uncomfortable when you see such a fierce duel for the first time."
"Of course, if you think you can't cope with such opponents, I'm afraid you're not suitable for Chen to guard the customs."
Zhang Heng smiled and listened patiently to Allen's little sister, then nodded slightly and said, "you're right. I really don't have enough practical experience."
"But to deal with them, I think I can use my strength to make up for my lack of experience and crush them easily."
After listening to Zhang Heng's words, the maid Miss Lian was stunned and suddenly realized.
Zhang Henggang's strange expression was not frightened by the fierce duel between the two on the stage.
On the contrary, he was bored by the low-level duel between the two on the stage.
At least Zhang Heng thinks that the level of combat effectiveness of the two on the stage is not high.
Obviously, the young man in front of him has committed the problem of high vision but low hands and self righteous.
Many people with little talent are prone to such problems.
He doesn't think that he can sweep everything in the realm of refining Qi after he has defeated fengziyi before, does he? Although Feng Ziyi has reached the entry level of second grade Qi refining, he is just a dandy of an aristocratic family, and he has not experienced cruel practical training.
When a man with such an empty realm went to the battle platform of the natural selection building, I'm afraid he didn't even know how to die, so he died.
At least, that's what little sister Lian, the maid, thinks.
Therefore, seeing that Zhang Heng has committed the problem of high vision and low hand, and her impression of the youth in front of her is not too bad, she couldn't help but educate: "young people don't aim high, high vision and low hand. The realm doesn't mean everything. The combination of experience, vision, mind and realm is the standard to measure a person's ultimate combat strength."
"Some people, as long as they look at the two sides on the stage, can distinguish the final victory or defeat of both sides. This is the extraordinary experience and vision of this person."
The maid, Miss Allen, did not forget to give examples to prove her point of view.
Then, as soon as the voice of the maid sister fell, Zhang Heng suddenly looked at her face and suddenly looked back at the two sides of the duel on the stage. Then he turned back again, looked at the maid little sister ah Lian in front of him, and said in very certain words: "well, you're right, that woman is going to lose."
As soon as Zhang Heng's voice fell, he saw two figures on the platform, black and green, suddenly staggered together.
Then, the jingling sound of the yuan soldiers came.
Then there was a sharp and sharp sound, followed by a long roar.
The maid saw a dark Yuanbing long stick flying out of the battle group. Seeing that the old Yuanbing long stick was hit and flew, she couldn't help smiling: "you can't put a cow fork. After all, the speed of putting a cow fork in the face is too fast!"
But just when she was ready to speak and educate Zhang Heng again.
Suddenly I heard two dull loud noises.
In the loud noise, a female figure suddenly flew out, slammed directly into the vitality shield at the edge of the platform, and then fell to the ground like a pool of mud.
The old man was standing in the center of the booth at this time. The people under Fuji's high platform naturally had a awe inspiring spirit on their expressionless faces.