Everyone else was having fun, Long Heiqiang was very good at choosing, but he found a woman with a odor.

After hearing this, Han Xiaohei almost laughed and said nothing, completely speechless.

Long Heiqiang was even more depressed, but he asked for it himself, so he could only blame himself for being too unlucky.

Before the Hongjiumei came back, Han Xiaohei stopped laughing and was about to comfort Long Heiqiang. But at this moment, a strange sound rang out outside.

The sound was very rhythmic, like music, but it was very harsh. It made people listen, their mind was messy and a bit disgusting.

Air Defense Alarm?

But if you listen carefully, it seems that it is not an air defense alarm.

This night, the world is peaceful, and the air defense alarm is just a fool.

But what is the sound?

Listening to this movement, even if it is not an air defense alarm, the volume is comparable to that of the air defense alarm. I am afraid that this sound has spread throughout every corner of Ningji City.

There were seven or eight people in the hall, all of whom were Queen Ye’s staff. When they heard the sound, they all seemed to be accustomed to it.

When Han Xiaohei noticed that the voice sounded, Long Heiqiang's face changed a little and asked, "What's this sound?"

Long Heiqiang walked to the floor-to-ceiling window on the east side of the hall and opened the curtains. To the east, there was a red light, flashing and dark. It should be someone setting off fireworks there, and the scale was huge. Otherwise, there would be no firelight over there from such a distance.

Strangely, today is not a festival, why did fireworks be set off?

marry?

Business celebration?

Or something else?

But what is that sound?

Moreover, Han Xiaohei vaguely felt that the sound of the sound outside seemed to be related to the firelight in the east.

Before Han Xiaohei asked, Long Heiqiang said with a serious look on his face: "The song of death of the Battle Flag has sounded again!"

Battle flag?!

Han Xiaohei showed a sneer on his face. There was still two days before the battle flag, and there was a prelude first. It was good to have such a big noise!

I originally thought it was just a boring fight, but now it seems quite interesting.

Song of Death?

Is this playing for those fighting fighters who are about to die in the battle flag?

No wonder it sounds so harsh, just like a Black Sunday, making people feel confused and disgusted for no reason.

"Is the battle flag held there?" Han Xiaohei looked at the fire in the east, and his bloody heart boiled, and his face was full of fighting spirit.

"That's right, the battle flag is held there, there is the island of death!" Long Heiqiang was also full of passion.

"Island of Death? Where is the sea in Ningji City? Where does the island come from?"

"Ningji City is not near the sea, but it has the largest lake in the country. In the center of the lake, there is an island. That island is the venue for the battle flag, the Island of Death! The first three days of the battle flag, a grand flag celebration party will be held. At that time, those invited masters will also land on the island!"

After Long Heiqiang finished speaking, he looked at Han Xiaohei meaningfully. He also wanted to stop Han Xiaohei, but he could get the answer from Han Xiaohei's firm eyes.

Even no matter how much he dissuaded him, he knew that he could not change Han Xiaohei's decision at all.

So, I won’t say it.

Han Xiaohei used his fingers to clean his ears and was still staring at the firelight in the east. It was becoming more and more interesting. He originally thought that the people who participated in the battle flag were just a group of candids. Now it seems that there should be many experts in the martial arts world.

Hongjiumei came back at some point. He looked at the fire in the east, with a hint of sarcasm and said in a deep voice: "Battle Flag? Humph! What a shit thing, it's just a toy they want to establish their prestige."

Han Xiaohei asked with great interest: "I feel a little hateful of the Battle Flag after hearing your tone."

Long Heiqiang interrupted, "Of course he hated. Every year, the battle flag is so large, where did the funds come from? Humph! It was stolen from them, including Hongjiumei?!"

"I know, ask, cut it!" Hongjiumei glanced at Long Heiqiang angrily, walked to the side, holding a lady's cigarette, and frowned slightly, "They insisted on pulling me and Yan Guibai up, and we had no choice but to pay the money obediently."

Han Xiaohei still didn't understand, "Who are they"? Why did he ask Hongjiumei and Yanguibai to pay for money?

Long Heiqiang explained: "Brother Xiao Hei, things are very simple. The battle flag is so large that it requires strong funds. These funds are sponsored by participants. And those of the level like Hong Jiumei and Yan Guibai have no intention of participating in such a battle."

"But they can't escape, they are forced to participate in the battle flag. They dare not invite masters. If they win, their lives will be even more difficult. So, they can only follow the sauna."

"Not only Hongjiumei and Yan Guibai, but even those who are not as good as them also need to raise funds. As far as I know, those who participate in the battle flag must give out five million, right?"

Red Nine Sister spitted out smoke rings and said, "You kid knows a lot, only five million. Five million is nothing, it's just a frustrating panic."

Han Xiaohei understood that big gangsters of the level of Hongjiumei and Yan Guibai will also participate in the battle flag at that time. However, their participation in the battle flag is completely forced and oppressed.

Who are the people who force them and oppress them?

Is it just a force like the Bai family?

Long Heiqiang sighed and said, "The underground world of Ningji City is very dangerous."

Han Xiaohei sneered and said, "I don't think it's dangerous, but it's very fun."

Hongjiu Mei said angrily: "What's fun about it? It's just a murder game. You guys, they probably don't know if they snatched me and Yan Guibai's territory. So, you will survive this year and you shouldn't have to be forced to participate in the battle flag."

"Why are you forced to participate in the Battle Flag? The final winner of the Battle Flag this year is our Sister Hua!" Han Xiaohei was full of confidence.

Hong Jiumei looked surprised and asked, "You don't want to participate in the battle flag, are you? Oh my God, we can't even hide, and there are still people who are willing to participate? It's so ridiculous. I would like to remind you, don't think that the battle flag is like a house, and it's very dangerous."

"Thank you for your reminder, Hongjiumei, then, you must keep your eyes open!" Han Xiaohei patted his chest hard, "The person holding the battle flag in his hand is me, Han... Xiao... Hei!"

Perhaps it was the firmness in Han Xiaohei's eyes that made Hong Jiumei's confusion and sarcasm all disappear.

However, a fledgling brat wants to become the final winner of the battle flag. This is just a delusion.

However, this has nothing to do with him, Hongjiumei. This year he still obediently took out five million and then followed suit. The rest of the things are like other people's life and death, and have nothing to do with him.

Therefore, he would not care whether Han Xiaohei would participate in the battle flag without knowing whether he could live or not. He handed over the sets of clothes he had just brought to Han Xiaohei and walked away.

Han Xiaohei looked at the fire in the east again and asked, "Who will you give that five million to!"

Long Heiqiang was about to finish speaking when he felt restless at the door. Looking back, two people dressed in weird clothes were already sitting on the sofa at some point.

The two guys were wearing black and white clothes, like Zhongshan suits, but they didn't look like them.

The felt hats on their heads were matched with the colors of their respective clothes. The brim of the hat was pressed very low, so they couldn't see their appearance clearly.

On their chests, there were red skeletons painted each. Perhaps the color was too bright, with blood drops on them. Those blood drops seemed to be really going to splash out.

It gives people the feeling that it is black and white impermanence.

When Han Xiaohei saw these two people, his face was shocked. Why can't he feel a trace of life from these two people? They are like dead people!

Hongjiumei walked towards the two people. Although she was respectful on the surface, anyone could see that Hongjiumei was very reluctant.

After Hongjiumei walked over, there was no words between them. The guy sitting on the right took out a piece of black paper from his arms. It was densely packed, as if it was full of words.

The guy on the left took out a box of ink paste. However, when the lid was opened, the ink paste inside was so red that it seemed like it was really blood. Moreover, it seemed that a bloody smell was floating out.

After Hong Jiumei pressed the ink paste carefully, she pressed the black paper twice. Then she placed a bank card in front of the two of them.

No words said!

That's it?

That's right, that's all.

Moreover, the two strange guys were very unceremonious and threw the bank card to Hong Jiumei with two dragons printed on it, which was about the size of an adult's palm, and prepared to get up and leave.

Han Xiaohei was confused and didn't understand who those two guys were and why Hongjiumei gave them money. And what the hell was Hongjiumei signed with them just now? What the hell was that golden brand?

Long Heiqiang whispered: "Brother Xiao Hei, didn't you ask who to hand over the five million to? These two people are here to collect money. The signing of the Red Nine Sister just now is a life-and-death situation. As for the golden card, it is the pass order of the battle flag!"

wipe!

Even robbery is so good, I really don’t know who trained these traits.

Before the two guys walked out, Han Xiaohei quickly walked over with a smile and said with a smile: "Please wait, two, I have something to say."

Those two guys are so cold, and they don’t have any spare time to listen to a young boy talking nonsense.

However, Han Xiaohei immediately took out a bank card and said, "We Sister Hua wants to participate in the battle flag. Here is five million. What about that piece of paper, I will sign and seal it."

The two guys were obviously stunned. They and Hongjiu Mei had the same idea. It was too late for others to have more battle flags, and there were people who took the initiative to participate in the battle flags.

However, someone wants to participate, and it takes five million to lose his hand, so they naturally won't refuse.

In their hearts, the battle flag is a game of fighting between major forces. A young boy like this is nothing more than just following the soy sauce.

This is like selling tickets. If you have money to buy tickets, there is no reason to push the money out.

So, the two guys took out another piece of black paper and the box of ink paste. However, this piece of black paper was different from the black paper of Hong Jiumei just now, and there were no words on it.

Han Xiaohei felt that he should have guessed the reason. This was not the first time that Hong Jiumei was forced to participate in the battle flag, and those people must have been prepared.

However, Sister Hua was the first time she participated in the battle flag and was definitely not prepared. So, it was a blank piece of black paper.

But it doesn't matter. Han Xiaohei pressed his handprints on it.

The two guys threw the pass order into Han Xiaohei's hands, and turned around and left without even saying anything.

Han Xiaohei laughed and shouted, "Two, it's dark, the road is slippery, the society is complicated, be careful!"

Now that he even paid the money, Hongjiumei no longer doubted whether Han Xiaohei really participated in the battle flag, and Long Heiqiang would no longer dissuade him.

Long Heiqiang walked up to Han Xiaohei and cursed: "Damn it! Five million, how much does this group of sarcastic guys have to charge for this night?!"
Chapter completed!