"What does it mean?" Matsutano heard something in Canlang's words, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

The Canlang ignored Matsutano and poured half a glass of wine for himself, leaned on the sand, crossed his legs, and started drinking leisurely as if no one was around.

"Miyamoto, what's going on?" Canlang ignored him, and Matsutani no had to turn his head to Miyamoto Honyashi, hoping that he could explain the reason for this matter. The proposal to find the Golden Retriever Gang seemed to be proposed by Miyamoto Honyashi.

"I think it's the Golden Retriever Gang who came, but they didn't come to discuss with us as we thought. They probably wanted to... they received the message one step ahead of time and then..." Miyamoto Yoshiyasu explained the most understandable explanation.

But he didn't know that the most reasonable inference he had made was missing one very important person.

Without the key figure Hei Yuyi, how could they know that all this was "director" by Hei Yuyi.

"Then my sister knows that I've been in the White Tiger these two days?" Matsutano didn't care about other contents when he heard Miyamoto's analysis. The only thing he cared about was that his sister knew where he was going for the past two days. "I wonder if she would tell that old guy to tell this."

"It shouldn't be. Since Sister Rose asked you to stay with Baihu and did not take you home directly, I guess she was afraid that the old man would blame you." A trace of yearning flashed in Miyamoto's eyes when he mentioned Bai Luo.

Bai Rose, a woman who is decisive, cold-blooded and ruthless, has a very charming face to face her younger brother who is not motivated and causes trouble everywhere but is as gentle as water.

Such a woman has longed for her since she met her for the first time. However, now he is too far from her. Perhaps this kind of feeling that should not have can only be hidden in her heart for the rest of her life.

"That, Young Master Matsutani, right? Do you want to chat out? I prefer to be alone when I drink because it is quiet." Canlang looked at Matsutani who made a mistake like a child and was anxious to make up some reason to go back to deceive his parents. He hummed disdainfully and issued an order to expel the guest.

"Uncle Wolf, we..." Canlang's cold words reminded Matsutano, who was troubled by his own troubles, where he was now and what he was going to do.

"Canced Wolf!" Uno Zhuo stood beside him and observed the Canced Wolf, trying to find what he was missing from him. After looking for a long time, he couldn't see anything except for the muscles that were stronger than ordinary people and the few white scars on his face, even the "wolf eyes" he expected. "I want to challenge you."

"Oh?" Canlang took a sip of wine, looked at Uno Zhuo with his eyes narrowed, as if he heard a funny joke, "Are you sure?"

"Uno, what are you doing?" Matsutani patted Uno's back gently and reminded, "The sacred wolf is not something you can deal with now."

"Boss, I want to try." Uino Trauo didn't care about Matsutani's reminder, and opened his eyes wide and boldly looked at Canlang, "Canlang, why? Are you scared?"

Dong!

Canlang suddenly sat upright, slapped the glass of wine that was no longer half a drop of wine in his hand on the coffee table, and stood up with a sneer, "You are not qualified yet."

"I dare not, right?" Uno Trauo had already made up his mind to train himself. How could he give up because he was rejected? Since he could not compete with the Canlang formally, he would anger him and force him to do something with him. He wanted to see how powerful the legend Canlang is, and he looked down on people so much.

"Kid, you don't seem to understand what I mean." Canlang stepped on the coffee table, staring at him coldly, and his disdainful eyes added a cold look, "You are not qualified enough."

"What qualifications?" Uno Zhuo felt the captivating momentum that was emitted from the wolf, and the murderous aura in his eyes that was similar to that in Kuroyuyi's eyes. He suppressed his physical discomfort, lowered his voice, and concealed the fear in his heart, "How can we challenge you?"

"You don't even know the rules here, and you still want to challenge me?" Canlang looked away, withdrew his feet on the coffee table, and limped towards the desk.

"Canlang only takes action once a week, and that opponent is no1 in the black boxing ring this week. If you want to challenge Canlang, you must defeat other boxers No1." Matsutani no was so kind that he was not angry because of Uron Shuo's constant words, but instead patiently explained to Uron Shuo for Canlang.

Miyamoto Yoshiyasu, who was standing behind Matsutano, carefully noticed that Matsutano's thumb and curved index finger joints were slowly rubbing Matsutano's intentions.

"Let me go on the court tonight." Uno asked hurriedly. In order to overcome the fear of those murderous eyes in his heart, he thought that only by defeating him could he be completely overcome. He is already a little eager for quick success and hopes to have a fight with him right now. "I will definitely win first place."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Canlang turned his back to him and opened the drawer of his desk.

"I'm here to experience death." Uno Zhuo made up his mind. He had always been very conceited with his strength, but he always felt that he was missing something. Since he saw the evil and non-human eyes of Kuroyuyi, he understood that what he lacked was the experience of growing up between life and death.

call!

A whistle of wind.

The body of the sacred wolf instantly appeared in front of Uron Zhuo.

Bang!

Uno Chuan's hands crossed his chest to protect his chest, and the wolf's right fist stopped steadily at the intersection of Uno Chuan's hands.

"It's great. I'll sign this life and death case. I'll arrange for you to play in the evening. As for where you can go, it depends on your own." Canlang retracted his right fist and turned a piece of paper and pen with black words out of thin air with his left hand.

Uno Trauo widened his eyes and hugged his hands in front of his chest, without any movement, and had not yet come back to his senses from the sudden blow of the wolf.

It was too fast. When he rushed towards him, he seemed to see a wolf and a ferocious wolf pounced at him. He had no time to predict and could only rely on his physical instinct to make conditioned reflexes.

I just saw Canlang limping and found the incompleteness of his legs and feet. I thought this was his weakness and his degree should be very slow, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.

"Hey!" Canlang frowned. He was originally satisfied with Uno Zhuo's reaction to his attack, but now he regretted it. He didn't like Moji people. If it weren't for what he said, he wouldn't take it back. He wanted to take back the order in his hand, "Can you sign it?"

"Sign!" Uno Zhuo grabbed the paper and pen in Canlang's hand, and without even looking at it, he squatted on the coffee table and signed his daimyo.
Chapter completed!