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"Why?"

Li Sifan, who was sitting in the chairman's seat, looked at Zhao Chunliang with a sinking face and asked.

"His people, the ones who killed me." Zhao Chunliang calmly looked at Li Sifan not far away.

The vacant seat next to Li Sifan, if there is no accident, is his.

"Why?" Li Sifan asked why again.

"There is revenge, I can't let my brother wait down there for a long time." Zhao Chunliang said again.

"Why?" This is the third time Li Sifan has asked why.

"Zhulian." Zhao Chunliang grinned.

He seemed to understand the meaning of Li Sifan's three whys, so his answer was very simple and simple.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chunliang intently.

Will this man who appeared like a comet fall?

"Carry the body out." Li Sifan said calmly.

A group of people walked up to William, who was already out of breath, and carried him away.

"Give up a life." Li Sifan looked at Zhao Chunliang and said, "This matter is over." ”

"Whose life?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Whoever kills in front of me, hand it over." Li Sifan said.

Everyone looked at the stick.

It is the stick that kills.

The stick reached out and touched his waist, pulled out a dagger, and then stabbed himself in the chest without hesitation.

There was a burst of exclamations at the scene, and no one expected that this young man would be so decisive, in order not to cause trouble for the night owl, he would say that he would die...

It's just that the stick can't die.

Because Zhao Chunliang grabbed his hand.

Zhao Chunliang's hand didn't have much strength, so it was a little difficult for him to grasp it.

But still caught.

"Whoever lets my people die, I will let them die." Zhao Chunliang looked at Li Sifan on the chairman's seat, and didn't give any room for concession.

Li Sifan frowned and said, "If you don't give a human life, how can you convince the public?" ”

"Do I need to serve the public?" Zhao Chunliang asked rhetorically.

Zhao Chunliang's words were full of arrogance from the bones, but no one thought that there was anything wrong with Zhao Chunliang's arrogance, because people had strength.

"Let's have a meeting." Li Sifan's words once again made the scene fall silent.

The meaning of this statement is clear.

Li Sifan, give in.

Or rather, the Mercenary Association gave in.

The Mercenary Association has already died with one president and two vice presidents, and it can no longer withstand the toss.

So Li Sifan could only give in.

There was silence.

Zhao Chunliang waved his hand at the stick and motioned for the stick to leave.

The stick nodded and turned away.

"From today onwards, if there is another weapon fight in the mercenary city, I will definitely punish it severely." Li Sifan grimaced, looked around, and then said, "In this world, there is only one night owl. ”

"Thank you." Zhao Chunliang nodded to Li Sifan, and then walked to the chairman's seat.

The second-highest position next to the chairman's seat originally belonged to Edward. Rondo, but now, this position belongs to Zhao Chunliang.

Zhao Chunliang was not polite at all, he sat on the chair, his face was calm, as if what happened just now had not happened.

Li Sifan continued to make a report, as if nothing had happened just now.

I don't know how long it took.

The door of the venue was pushed open again, but unlike Zhao Chunliang's previous kicking open, this time the people were much softer.

Outside the door came several people in white robes.

Seeing this white robe, Zhao Chunliang's face was expressionless, but there was already a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Li Sifan frowned and asked.

"Introduce yourself, we're from heaven." At the forefront was Bai Zhien, his face filled with sadness and anger.

"Heavenly Machine?" Everyone looked at each other suspiciously, they had never heard of Tianji, was this a mercenary group?

"Heavenly Machine? What is it? Li Sifan asked on behalf of everyone.

"Heavenly machine, the upper should be the mandate of heaven, and the lower is the geographical edge, starting from the sky and ending in endlessly." Bai Zhien said something that seemed a little difficult to understand, and he didn't care whether the people present understood it or not, he walked straight to the rostrum, and several on-site security personnel wanted to stop Bai Zhien and others, but they were lightly knocked to the ground by people waving their hands.

Beating people in the headquarters building of the Mercenary Association is a provocation to Chi Guoguo of the Mercenary Association, if Zhao Chunliang's provocation will be tolerated before, it is very likely that Zhao Chunliang's strength is too strong, then these few people in front of him are not enough for the Mercenary Association to tolerate.

So, Li Sifan took action personally.

He jumped up from the chairman's seat and struck Bai Zhien like thunder.

Bai Zhien looked at Li Sifan indifferently, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

He has already stepped into the innate with one foot, which means that he has reached the end of the martial path.

For him, although Li Sifan is very strong, he is only an acquired martial artist after all.

Compared with the congenital, it is too much worse.

So, Bai Zhien reached out a hand.

This hand is very rough and old, not like the hand that a person of Bai Zhien's age should have.

This hand opened its five fingers slightly, and collided with Li Sifan's fist head-on.

It came like thunder, but it came to an abrupt end.

Li Sifan's body stopped in the air.

Bai Zhien's feet were standing in place, motionless.

With such a violent punch, he couldn't even make Bai Zhien take a step back?

Everyone was stunned.

There was only one person who didn't.

A hand suddenly stretched out strangely from the side.

The five fingers of that hand opened and went towards Bai Zhien's face.

At this moment, a person behind Bai Zhien suddenly rose to the top and stabbed at that hand.

This sword, although simple, is as if it has traveled through the rules of the world, and there is no reason why it is fast.

Seeing that the sword was about to stab that hand, suddenly, another hand stood in front of the sword.

The five fingers of that hand were spread out, and he caught the sound of the blade.

Blood shot out, at the same time.

There was a crunch sound.

Bai Zhien was slapped in the face.

So simple, was slapped in the face.

The slap was not very strong, but the sound was very loud.

There was a snap and it spread throughout the venue.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What's this, what is this doing?

If you are stabbed in the hand, you have to slap someone?

Is this meant to insult the other party?

Bai Zhien was also a little confused, he had lived for decades, and it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

The hand holding the sword suddenly let go, and then the owner of the hand took two steps back.

The long sword did not let go of the owner of that hand, and stabbed at the owner of the hand like a shadow, Zhao Chunliang...

At this moment, Li Sifan fell to the ground, and then slapped his palm heavily on the sword.

Knort.

The blade of the sword made a hideous crunch and stopped.

"Stop..."

Bai Zhien raised his hand to stop the sword from continuing the pursuit.

Li Sifan stood in front of Zhao Chunliang, slightly blocking Zhao Chunliang.

"You're that woman's man?" Bai Zhien looked at Zhao Chunliang, he still had a deep impression of Nangong Fengluan, because on the one hand, it was the other party's appearance, and on the other hand, it was the other party's words when he was leaving.

"I can't get it back, my man, will help me get it back"

That sentence is still in my ears, and I was slapped in the face.

"Yes." Zhao Chunliang nodded calmly, without the anger he imagined, and without the momentum to kill Bai Zhien, he was just saying something very ordinary.

"Sure enough, she deserves that woman." Bai Zhien nodded and said, "I will return this slap." Not now, though. ”

"This slap is not enough, but it is not now." Zhao Chunliang nodded to himself, looking at his appearance, it seemed that he wanted to slap Bai Zhien a few more times.

Bai Zhien smiled, he had seen countless young people like Zhao Chunliang, and even some people had already stood at the same height as himself, but in the past seventy years, only he could live.

That's right, Bai Zhien is seventy years old.

Although he still looks very young, his body is already seventy years old.

He had already crossed the threshold with one foot, so he had mastered some methods of nourishing his body with the qi of heaven and earth, so he looked very young.

But the body is not yet nourished.

When one day he completely crosses that threshold, maybe he will really become a young man.

"Who the hell are you?" Li Sifan looked at Bai Zhien and the others with a solemn face.

"As I said, we are people of heaven." Bai Zhien said, "Maybe you don't know us, but you probably know, Daomen. If you are from China. ”

"Daomen..."Li Sifan frowned slightly and said, "You are Daomen?" ”

"To be precise, the Dao Gate is just a gateway to our heavenly machine." Bai Zhien said, "I came here mainly because I have a question, and I want to ask you. ”

"What's the problem?" Li Sifan asked cautiously.

"IS THE MAN UNDER THAT TALL BUILDING THE BLACK JOKER OF DAWN?" Bai Zhien asked.

"The man?" Li Sifan was a little puzzled.

"Looks like you don't know the person's identity." Bai Zhien sighed.

"That man's name is Mr. Mei." At this moment, a noble, cold voice suddenly came from the side.

Kenty. Neo walked from the side, his body very straight, his hair meticulously combed.

Everyone thought that this aristocratic young man should have taken advantage of the chaos to leave the Mercenary Association, and even the City of Mercenaries, but they didn't expect that he was still here, and he didn't look scared.

It seems that this is still a noble boy with guts.

Of course, it can also be said to be the honorary president.

"Mr. May?" Bai Zhien was slightly puzzled.

"Of course, Mr. Mei is just the name of the Mercenary Association, his real name is Qiu Xiaodao." Kenty. Neo said calmly and earnestly.

"Qiu... "Bai Zhien's face changed suddenly.

There are very few innate martial artists in the whole world, and there is a list of innate martial artists in the heavenly machine, whether they are alive or dead, and in the dead volume, in the past ten years, only one name has been recorded.

Qiu Xiaodao.

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