Chapter 282

"Zhao is really clever, knowing that the person he is looking for will be killed, so he prepared the coffin early."

"I admire this insight by Chen Ao ~"

"ha ha ha ~"

Chen AO and others couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Zhao Wuji's old face became a pig's hoof, and he had almost all his heart to die.

"Waste!"

"Meng Baichuan is such a waste ~"

"it's enough to force a dish. What kind of force did you pretend before?"

Although Meng Baichuan is dead, Zhao Wuji is still angry in his heart.

Now he seems to have become a joke of Jiangdong.

"But Chen Ao, you don't have to be happy when my man is dead."

"In front of Wu He Rong, you and I are on the same boat."

"Both prosperity and loss."

"If we can't help Wu Helong in Jiangdong, then not only I will die, but you Chen Ao will not live." Zhao Wuji said coldly.

However, Chen Ao is light return way: "Zhao Wuji, it is too early to say these."

"Your trust is dead, but mine is still there."

"Well?" Zhao Wuji suddenly surprised, "do you still have a second hand?"

Chen Ao sneered: "I told you that I really rely on Mr. Chu instead of Xing He, the master of the martial arts school."

"Mr. Chu?" Hearing this, Zhao Wuji immediately laughed, as if he heard a big joke, "you mean that stinky boy?"

"Mr. Chen, I'm afraid you are teasing me."

"The commander-in-chief of the three services can't do anything about it. Tell me that you put your hope on a young yellow boy?"

"That's a big smile."

"That guy, I'm afraid, is like that old man. He's scared away for a long time."

"Maybe in the same car?" Zhao Wuji chuckled.

However, Chen Ao ignored him.

At this time, on the challenge arena, Wu He Rong still stood tall and upright. He looked around the whole arena, looked down on the heroes, and roared: "who else can rival us in Jiangdong?"

The fierce wind, with its strong domineering power, is sweeping across the world.

All the people in the room are afraid and speechless, and no one dares to speak.

Qiumu orange and Susie's faces are pale, and Wang Yu and Liu Jiawei are also frightened.

However, when all the people in the guild hall were frightened and changed color, under the full view of the public, Chen Ao stepped down from the high platform, faced the audience from all sides, bowed his hands and drank. The voice of reverence that reposed his expectation reverberated in the whole guild hall in an instant.

"Please Mr. Chu, help me Jiangdong!"

After Chen Ao walked out, Li Laoer also stepped forward and bowed down in front of him and worshipped him: "please Mr. Chu, help me Jiangdong!"

Lei Laosan's two hands clasped fists. He also drank with a deep voice. The voice of respect echoed endlessly: "please Mr. Chu, help me Jiangdong ~"

...

it was like a huge stone falling into the sea, arousing waves of thousands of layers.

All of a sudden, half of Jiangdong's big men actually got up and went forward. They bowed down to the front and worshipped together.

"Please Mr. Chu, save Jiangdong ~"

... Br >

"please Mr. Chu, save Jiangdong ~"

...

respectful words and respectful words converge into a stream, just like a wave, impacting the whole world.

At this moment, nearly ten thousand people present were all shocked to lose their voice and turn pale with fear.

Li Xiaohong's face turned pale. Wang Yu and Liu Jiawei sat up in surprise?

All the people in Taishan guild hall are shaking crazy at the moment.

Let Chen Ao, the king of Jiangdong, worship him with his fists, let Li Er Ye of Yunzhou respectfully greet him, and let Lei San Ye bow down to worship.

Let half of Jiangdong's dignitaries pay tribute to him, and let Jiangdong's life and death rest on him?

Who is this Mr. Chu?!!

What is the holy place?!!

At this moment, Susie widened her eyebrows and eyes, and qiumu orange was full of doubts.

Everyone looked around in panic.

The same kind of doubt swept through all people's hearts.