Chapter 607: Gold Rush

Chapter 608 Gold Diggers

"What's going on?" Huang Ling stopped and looked around there were many people in black clothes embroidered with a strange symbol.

Chen Li frowned and said, "It should be Hasha's people here, but with Uncle Wang here, it should be fine."

Huang Ling nodded, and walked towards the crowd with Zhuo Bufan, "Second Uncle."

A middle-aged man in casual clothes stood in the crowd. It was Huang Ling's second uncle, Huang Haoxuan, the helm of this gold rush.

Next to Huang Haoxuan there is a middle-aged man in a black Tang suit with a beard, thin body, but a straight back, just a warrior who hasn't stepped into the dark power yet, Zhuo Bufan glanced at him, and he didn't. Interest.

Opposite the crowd, there was also a dark-skinned man who confronted with a group of people.

Huang Haoxuan watched Huang Ling and Chen Li come back, nodded, and his gaze fell on Zhuo Bufan's body, "Well, who is Xiao Ling?"

"Yes... It's a friend I just met. They are all from Lan country. If he wants to go back, I just want to do him a favor by the way." Huang Ling said timidly.

Huang Haoxuan was obviously very majestic in her heart, so she was a little scared.

"Second uncle, I said Lingmei don't bring anyone you don't know with me. A person suddenly appeared in the wilderness of this place, I'm afraid it's unpredictable." Chen Li stood aside and said coldly.

Huang Ling glared at him, then hummed softly and stopped talking.

Huang Haoxuan didn’t care about Zhuo Bufan’s origin at this time. He looked at the dark-skinned man standing in front of him and said, “Ha Sha, our two families have been in peace. ?"

"I don't want to do anything. It's just that this is the site of our Wilderness Alliance. You, a Lan Guoren, should go back. It is the old rule. If you lose, you will give me the site of this gold rush." ​​The dark-skinned man Speak in non-standard Lan Guo language.

It seems that I have been in contact with the people of Lan Guo for a long time, and learned a little bit of Lan Guo's language.

"Haha, didn't you call a black boxer to come over last time and was beaten to the ground by my man, and you came to die this time?" Huang Haoxuan said with a sneer.

"Hey, it's different this time, my new master Lucas." Hasha said, and his eyes fell on a young man next to him. The young man was about one meter tall, with a dirty braid, and the corners of his mouth curled up. The cold arc, no one looks like it.

Huang Haoxuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Well, if you lose this time, get out of here. Brother Wang, please."

"Well, isn't I just here to help you." The man in Tang suit stepped forward and said calmly.

Chen Li said triumphantly: "Uncle Wang is a master of martial arts. He has opened two martial arts gyms in China. He is a descendant of Bajiquan. This kid wants to die."

Zhuo Bufan stood beside him, silent, Uncle Wang's strength did not even break through An Jin, heir to Bajiquan? I'm afraid it's just an outer disciple of Bajiquan.

"Ha." Uncle Wang said, squeezing his fist and pedaling in a breeze, so he attacked fiercely.

Wen You Tai Chi calms the world, Wu You 8 shocks the universe, Wang Shu's movements are simple and simple, but extremely swift and violent, the offensive is fierce, he stepped on his feet, his whole body gathered on his fists, and brought a gust of wind.

Everyone stepped back and gave way to a wide open space.

The young man named Lucas was originally an underground boxer in the nearest city "Villi". He was well-known far and wide. When he saw Uncle Wang attacking, he calmly squeezed his fists, his eyes burst out, and suddenly his body was purple. The blue light flickered, and everyone was taken aback.

Even Huang Haoxuan was taken aback, faintly feeling bad.

Bajiquan is known for its sturdiness. Normal opponents will use force to break the strength with softness and dare not respond to its sharpness. However, Lucas squeezed his fist and hit it straight, like a meteor. .

The fists of the two were struck together. Uncle Wang suddenly retreated dozens of steps before stopping. However, blood surged in his chest and a mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth.

"Uncle Wang."

"Uncle Wang."

Huang Ling and Chen Li both showed horror at the same time, and yelled out aloud.

Hasha has always been Huang Haoxuan’s hostility, and the two have been vying for the right to dig for gold here. This time Wang Shu and others came over to help Huang Haoxuan. Unexpectedly, the master sent by Hasha would lose with just one punch. Uncle Wang.

Huang Haoxuan's face was dusty, frowning, a little unwilling.

"Haha, it's really vulnerable, Huang Yuan accepts the bet and loses, get out of here." Hasha laughed when he saw that he had won.

Huang Haoxuan, Huang Ling, Chen Li, and many other employees are ashamed. Even some indigenous people who work for Huang Haoxuan are worried. Although Huang Haoxuan is a native of Lan, he treats them well, and his salary is higher than that of Hasha. Doubled.

If Huang Haoxuan left and Hasha controlled this place, their life would be difficult.

"How did your power come from?" Suddenly, at this moment, a figure stood out.

Huang Ling was taken aback for a moment, and it was Zhuo Bufan who was standing next to him who walked out.

"Zhuo Bufan, what are you doing..." Huang Ling showed anxious expression on his face.

"I'm going, why is he going up there, even Uncle Wang can't beat him, will he go up and die?" Chen Li said disdainfully.

Along the way, he saw Zhuo Bufan not pleasing to the eye, he was jealous that Zhuo Bufan was handsome, and Lingmei was pestering Zhuo Bufan to talk, and now Zhuo Bufan wanted to stand up for the limelight, he was naturally very upset, I better hope Luca Si beat Zhuo Bufan severely.

Huang Haoxuan frowned and said, "Little brother, it's none of your business."

Uncle Wang clutched his chest and sighed: "Brother Huang can't help it. I'm not his opponent, little brother, so don't do it."

Zhuo Bufan's face is as beautiful as an idol boy, and he looks like a delicate scholar, standing with Lucas, who has dark and strong skin all over his body, just like the difference between a black bear and a white rabbit.

Hasha's eyes flashed sharply and stared at Zhuo Bufan: "Do you want to challenge Lucas, I advise you to go home and have some milk."

"Noisy!" Zhuo Bufan slapped it casually, with a strong cold wind, traversing several meters, hitting Hasha and flying out, half of his face sunken in.

There was deathly silence in the audience, Huang Haoxuan, Uncle Wang, Chen Li, Huang Ling and others grew their mouths, looking at this delicate young man in disbelief.

"Master of martial arts?" Uncle Wang said in a speechless voice.

Lucas frowned and looked at Zhuo Bufan warily, "Who are you on earth?"

"Your power is not your own, where did it come from?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a cold look.

"What does it have to do with you, go to **** you." As he said, Lucas suddenly emitted a purple light from his fist and struck Zhuo Bufan with a punch.

"This energy is not even a supernatural person." Zhuo Bufan shook his head, punched out lightly, and collided with Lucas' fist. This time Lucas flew upside down like a broken kite. Seven or eight meters away, he fell to the ground, his entire arm was broken, and he was crying with pain.