The villain just wants to live

 "Oh?" OttoLong laughed, "Anyone who has said such a thing in front of me would have laughed in the grave by now."

 "I'm sorry, those people, I don't recognize." FyrenZhang said.

 FyrenZhang slowly walked in, the clicking sound from his leather shoes was rhythmic.

 From his footsteps, not a trace of panic could be seen.

 Sherry felt more and more uncomfortable, FyrenZhang suddenly gave himself a very dangerous, extremely dangerous feeling like never before!

 It was clear to all three that FyrenZhang had come here, almost to the point of death!

 Either he had a certainty of victory, or he was bent on death!

 His footsteps were very calm and strong, without a trace of fear or worry.

 It was not at all the same person as the FyrenZhang who had gone weak in the knees when he saw OttoLong a few times before, smiling and wanting to put things to rest!

 Sherry slowly drew out her longsword.

 OttoLong looked back at her in surprise, "Nervous ass, he can't do anything."

 Then laughed, "And you're worried about him coming over and beating me to death?"

 OttoLong stood up and stuck his hands in his pockets, "Not bad, nice enough aura, but as far as I'm concerned, you're just here to get killed."

 FyrenZhang stood still ten meters away from him.

 At this moment, FyrenZhang said, "Iron King, get out and do something!"

 Sherry nervously looked around.

 After a long time, a silhouette fell from the sky and landed with a thud.

 It landed right in the middle of FyrenZhang and OttoLong.

 Meanwhile, outside the iron door, four big, tall and strong black men had slowly walked in from outside.

 OttoLong covered his forehead in depression, "These few idiots ..."

 FyrenZhang said, "Finish them off."

 Iron King looked at OttoLong, then at FyrenZhang, his mouth moved without action.

 OttoLong cocked his head and looked at him, "Stupid, didn't Armsmaster tell you to go back?"

 "But I told them to stay." FyrenZhang said coldly.

 "You're nothing!" OttoLong said angrily, "Are you idiots still unable to figure out who is your master until now? Finish him off for me and I'll count you guys as making up for your mistakes!"

 "No need to shout." FyrenZhang said, "Your trick has been dismantled."

 FyrenZhang very naturally and defenselessly lowered his head to pull out a cigarette, and said very calmly with his mouth, "Do it."

 Iron King gritted his teeth, his eyes red, "Who exactly is the young master of you ...?"

 OttoLong's eyes widened, "Are you fucking kidding me internationally? Still asking? Huh? Still asking? I am! Fuck you! I'm your young master! You stupid bastards, you're dumber than donkeys!"

 Iron King turned his head to FyrenZhang, "You're the one who's been lying to me?"

 FyrenZhang smiled.

 This was a fight to the death.

 OttoLong, Sherry, Iron King and those four people, any one of them here, could kill himself, easily.

 One did not have a heaven-defying cultivation.

 There was no beautiful escort with high martial arts skills.

 Nor did he have Iron King and his men who were willing to be his minions.

 But one has the brains!

 The courage to fight for once!

 The determination to live to the death!

 Iron King was one's last trump card, cheat him one more time, and if one succeeded, one could turn the tide against the wind and own the world!

 FyrenZhang looked at Iron King and shook his head in disappointment, "Iron King, do you know why I asked you to come over to work and give you one last chance? You do a good job on this one, and the past ghostly incidents are written off. Do it poorly ..."

 FyrenZhang tilted his head, "The world can't hold you."

 Iron King's anger had been replaced by doubt.

 At this moment, he suddenly fell to his knees and cried:

 "What the hell! What are you two doing? Whoever it is, tell the truth, okay?

 The two of you are always so neat will play me to death ah!

 I've already made a huge mistake, and I don't even dare to go back to headquarters!

 If I make one more mistake, I'll really be doomed!

 Both of you have such a fucking aura, you make me so conflicted ah!

 The key face can be switched around, did you two change your faces from the beginning or later?

 Who is taking up who's identity?

 Who is the young master and who isn't to tell the truth, okay?"

 FyrenZhang looked at Iron King, who was kneeling on the ground and crying, and said in his heart:

 [I'm sorry, this is how it has to play out today. I know you're in pain, but there's really nothing I can do. You condescend a little bit.]

 Sherry looked at FyrenZhang with a stern face, ready to strike.

 Iron King looked at FyrenZhang and suddenly woke up!

 This person's aura, definitely not kung fu!

 Right!

 Just this one, is a death sentence!

 Iron King stood up at once: ''You said you are my family's young master, where is the proof? Do you know kung fu? And why are you giving me a chance when I beat you up so much?"

 FyrenZhang laughed, "Gold king is on his way."

 Iron King froze.

 "You don't do anything, he does you, you do something, odds are he's going to do you too." FyrenZhang smiled slightly, "It's come to this, and you're still fucking asking me why I'm giving you a chance?"

 "You ... you you ... I broke more than seventy of your bones, how did you get well so quickly?"

 "Bone Restoration and Rejuvenation Pill."

 FyrenZhang walked over to OttoLong, ignoring his sinister gaze, and poured himself two cups of wine, one handing OttoLong a cup, then took the initiative to touch it and tip it up for a sip.

 Walking back with one hand in his pocket, "Heard of it, have you?"

 Iron King nodded vigorously, "I've heard, I've heard, I've heard, the young lord is really talented, such a rare elixir, only you can refine it!"

 OttoLong gasped, "I said that! I'm the one who fucking told him! He didn't even know what the name of this elixir was before yesterday!"

 Iron King couldn't decide, he knew that now was the last chance to choose between the two.

 Choosing the wrong one is death!

 Choose right and there was a ray of hope.

 "So tell me, why are you okay when I hit you with over seventy bones?" He asked OttoLong again.

 OttoLong was stunned.

 Holy shit!

 This brain!

 "Didn't he just say that? Bone Restoring and Strengthening Pill ah! Bone Restoring and Strengthening Pill! What the hell is wrong with you? I'll call the military division, it's always okay, right?"

 FyrenZhang looked at the wine glass without any reaction.

 It was a gamble of life.

 Once this call was made, one would surely die.

 But luckily, the call was never answered.

 OttoLong was furious: "Son of a bitch, not answering the phone!"

 Iron King looked at FyrenZhang: "You! You call Armsmaster!"

 FyrenZhang looked at Iron King and slowly smiled, "And then what? What do I tell Armsmaster?"

 FyrenZhang laughed more and more, laughing so hard that Iron King started to horse hair.

 "That you got it wrong again, that I had to call him for you to recognize me? Or else you're going to make another move on me? Oh well well well, I'll call ..."

 OttoLong jumped up and jumped to his feet, "You can't explain anything to him, he can't get through!"

 Iron King pointed a finger at OttoLong, "You shut up! Sit down! I feel like you're ... suspicious right now you know?"

 OttoLong took a look at the four masters and weighed them in his mind.

 His own combat power was already severely lacking, and at this point Sherry alone might not be able to protect his integrity.

 Damn!

 At this moment, the victory or defeat of life and death was actually on this big idiot and the four little idiots he brought with him!

 My God!

 Iron King looked at FyrenZhang: "Then ... you tell me why you didn't fight back when I hit you at that time?"

 FyrenZhang said, "Because I used the Shape Shifting Face Technique, so I had no internal energy for a short period of time! Understand?"

 Iron King nodded, "Wait a moment, I'll ask him again."

 OttoLong stomped his foot in anger, "He's damn polite!"

 "Your turn!" Iron King asked, "Why, you didn't fight back when I hit you then?"

 OttoLong was so angry that the flesh on his face was shaking as he gritted his teeth and said through his teeth, "Because I used the Shape Shifting Technique, so I didn't have any real qi! You idiot!"

 Iron King sneered, "That's what he just said! Is it fun for you to keep repeating his words?"

 OttoLong covered his chest, "You idiot! I really want to tear you apart!"

 Sherry said, "Young Lord, Iron King has a pit in his brain, FyrenZhang has evil intentions, and you are completely incapable of fighting with your old wounds, so it's better for me to escort you to retreat first!"

 OttoLong looked at Sherry, "I have no combat power thing, do you want to speak louder again?"

 Sherry clears her throat and says aloud, "Our young lord has no fighting ability right now!"

 OttoLong lowers his head and rubs his eye points.

 Why is everyone around me so stupid?Can Iron King let himself go? Today, he broke into a fight, it was necessary to separate the true from the false!

 OttoLong looked at Iron King: "Just one point, although I don't have much fighting power left, I still have the base, and this FyrenZhang, open your dog eyes and see, can he know kung fu?"

 Iron King turned his head and looked at FyrenZhang, "Yeah! Do you know kung fu?"

 FyrenZhang said, "Then let's compare, I won't beat you up, try attacking with the most powerful move you've learned in your life."

 A man came closer to Iron King and said, "Rumor has it that the Young Lord's Immovable King Kung Fu has been practiced to the fourth level, if it's really the Young Lord, it can definitely defend against your attack Iron King."

 Iron King nodded, "Both of you, in order to find out the Young Lord's true nature, how about one of you takes a punch from me?"

 FyrenZhang frowned, "You dare to hit me?"

 OttoLong immediately jumped up and pointed at FyrenZhang: "How about it! How about it! Wimped out, right? Haha! You don't know shit about kung fu, you just know how to fool us! FyrenZhang, I've seen through you long ago, you think you can fool us with your two pieces of mouth? You think you can fool us with your mouth?

 FyrenZhang smiled faintly, "Fine, start with you."

 "Yes!"

 Sherry hurriedly said, "Young Lord, you just used the Bone Restoring and Enhancing Pill to repair your external injuries, but your internal qi is insufficient, so if you insist on urging your true qi to refine the Immovable King of Brightness at this time, I'm afraid that it will cause internal injuries!"

 OttoLong was on the verge of crying and looked back at Sherry: "Why don't you just speak a little louder!"

 Sherry nodded: "My young master's internal qi is insufficient, carrying a punch hard will cause serious internal injuries, and by then it won't be something that the Bone Repairing and Strengthening Pill can repair ..."

 "You shut up! You idiot!"

 OttoLong angrily took off his jacket with one hand, "I'm going to fight with FyrenZhang today! Iron King, just punch me, and I'll show you what is called Immovable King Gong!"

 Iron King nodded and clasped his fists and arched his hands, "Then I am offended!"

 Iron King ran his true qi, and with the wind beneath his feet, he fiercely scrambled out and slammed his fist onto OttoLong's chest!

 OttoLong shouted the moment the fist was about to hit his chest, "Immovable King! Open!"

 Bang!

 OttoLong's body stood still.

 Sherry saw that his young master's body shook slightly.

 Iron King was shocked, "Indeed, it is the Immovable Ming King Technique! Even in a wounded body state, it is surprising that you can take a punch from me!"

 OttoLong laughed.

 He was bleeding from his nostrils and the corners of his mouth, dripping down his chin onto Iron King's hand.

 With difficulty, he said, "Now ... you know ... who ... I am... ..."

 Iron King nods, "Sorry."

 Turning his head, he looked at FyrenZhang and flamed, "Your turn!"

 FyrenZhang nodded, "You just saved your hand, didn't you? Bring out your full strength, I want to know how heavy your punch, really is."

 Acting and drinking.

 FyrenZhang quietly called up his Immovable King One-Time Experience Card!

 In his heart, he silently chanted:

 [It all depends on this one time!