In order to welcome Sun Ziwen and the heroes from the martial arts world, the Lu Mansion demolished the gates, smoothed the passage to the mountain with cement early, and at the same time, expanded two miles along the mountains on both sides, built a large square, and put up tables and chairs for everyone to rest.

The heroes of the martial arts world sat together, and naturally chatted from all over the world, and the Lu Mansion could be described as very lively.

Yi Changqing and Wei Lao sat on the vermilion chairs in the front row, their expressions extremely solemn.

"Old Wei, our soldiers can keep an eye on the people in the city, but can you make sure that there are no assassins in this group?" Yi Changqing asked vigilantly.

"With Huo Xinwu here, don't worry, I have already installed guards among them, although for top assassins, the possibility of defense is very low, but it can only be like this." Wei Lao whispered.

"Why didn't the brilliance and that Wang Haiyang come?" Yi Changqing glanced around and asked.

"It is estimated that the soldiers here are useless, so they are busy checking at the bottom of the mountain." Wei Lao Dao.

While the two were talking, Zhang Daling led Liu Guozhong, Wen Xuan and others over, and someone on the side immediately whispered a sentence.

Yi Changqing personally led people to greet him, and said: "It's fun to have friends from afar, Director Zhang, Yi has lost his welcome." ”

"Yi Gong, it doesn't matter whether you welcome or not, after all, we don't know each other well, after the iron prison is opened, it's not too late to make friends." Zhang Daling smiled indifferently, passed by him, and sat down in his place.

"Hmph, what kind of dog thing is this surnamed Zhang, a little Taoist priest, he dares to be so arrogant, the old man cleaned him up." Seeing that Zhang Daling didn't give Yi Changqing any face, Wei Lao couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

"If you have imprisoned other people's masters, can you be happy? Don't worry about him, the iron prison is open, and without Qin Hou, he has to roll back to Jiangdong for me. Yi Changqing sneered.

"Guozhong, Yaodong, are they ready?" Zhang Daling asked in a low voice while politely bowing his hand to other martial arts people who came to greet him.

"The director can rest assured that the people from Yaodong have infiltrated the eastern Guangdong garrison area, and the people on their side can't get up a moth."

"It's the people here, we can't guard against it!"

Liu Guozhong's brows sank, his chin raised slightly, and he looked at those martial arts masters.

"You remember, once there is a change, you must protect Mr. Sun and the three bosses at all costs." Zhang Daling advised.

As he spoke, several military vehicles escorted the convoy up the mountain.

The soldiers and a platoon of Huangquan guards wearing cyan tunics stood by the car, and the guards did not open the car door until they were sure that there were no special circumstances and dangers in the venue.

I saw Sun Ziwen and Huo Xinwu getting out of the first car, followed by the three CEOs, the most powerful people in Huaxia, except for Yan Mu, they were all here.

"General Politics Sun!"

"Hello Governor Politics!"

"Hello to Mr. Gu and the three bosses!"

Everyone stood up in unison, stood at the gate, and greeted respectfully at the same time.

"Don't be polite, Sun Mou came south today, since everyone is from the rivers and lakes, Sun Mou will follow the customs, and everything will come according to your rules!"

Sun Ziwen waved his hand kindly and smiled at everyone.

Seeing that he was the head of a country without any shelf, everyone couldn't help but secretly admire!

"Mr. Sun, the three CEOs, please take a seat." Yi Changqing greeted him and bowed his hand.

"Mr. Yi, my grandfather once teamed up with Yi Shuai back then, and in terms of the inside, I have to call you uncle!"

"In the end, this world is all fought down by our ancestors, and we, the descendants, have a great responsibility!"

Sun Ziwen patted Yi Changqing with both hands and said sincerely.

"Yes, yes! What Mr. Sun said was, please, please. Hearing these words made Yi Changqing's heart feel warm, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Sun Ziwen and Gu Hongwei sat down at the big table at the top, although it was the rule of the martial arts world, but in the final analysis, Sun Ziwen was the head of a country, even Qiu Changsheng, Xuan Zhi and others did not dare to hold it up in front of him, so they could only sit on the side.

As soon as Sun Ziwen sat down, several pairs of resentful eyes in the crowd, like poisonous snakes hidden in the shadows, stared at him.

"Listen, after the iron prison is opened, once Qin Hou dies inside or is still alive, the scene will definitely be chaotic, and when the time comes, I will take advantage of the chaos to assassinate Sun Ziwen."

"Ah Qi, your people are responsible for dragging Huo Xinwu, Wei Lao and other Huangquan guards, Old Sixth, your people are blocking the others!"

"The third, fourth, you and I will assassinate Sun Ziwen."

A blue-faced man at the beginning whispered gloomily.

His name is Yan Qiao, he is a famous assassin in the Yan family's army, and the group he controls is called Thirteen Eagles, all of whom are top assassins who have never missed.

"Don't worry, Master Qiao, Sun Ziwen will definitely die today." The crowd responded.

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"Everyone, it has been rumored in China recently that my Yi family has imprisoned Qin Hou and said that it is in that iron prison!"

"It's absolutely non-existent!"

"Someone wants to use this name to frame and murder my Yi family."

"Let's think about it, what kind of person is Qin Hou, the lord of the south, can my Yi family do such a stupid thing to hurt his own family?"

"It's just right, today, Sun Xian, the three bosses, and all of you are here, I'll open the iron prison as everyone wishes, and see if Qin Hou is inside."

"Give everyone an explanation, and it's good to give my Yi family a Qingbai."

Yi Jinglun, as the host of the conference, stood up and said in a loud voice.

"Huh, framed?"

"In the past six months, you have fanned the flames in several southern provinces, if you hadn't imprisoned Master Hou, would you dare to have such courage?"

During the banquet, Peng Lianhu slapped his beautiful hair and scolded angrily.

"You still have to be shameless, dare not do it!"

"Hurry up and hand over Master Hou! To live to see people, to die to see corpses! ”

These people were originally directed towards Qin Yi, and for a while, the crusades and scolding were constant, if it weren't for the Huangquan guards to maintain order, they would have rushed over and started fighting.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, since you have come, why rush for a while, justice is in the hearts of the people, and you will know when you open it."

"Mr. Yi, you can start!"

Sun Ziwen stood up, pressed his hand down, and said solemnly.

Everyone sat back one after another, and Yi Jinglun gestured to the modern high-tech laser cutting machine placed in the distance, as well as the console responsible for controlling dozens of cranes and various modern cutting machines.

For a while, the cutting action that had already been rehearsed and tested by high-end elites began.

The cutting time is long, and for everyone, it is like waiting for the final jackpot to be released, and a few families are happy and a few are sad!

Rao is based on modern cutting technology, and it is difficult to move the iron on a large scale, and can only be cut horizontally from the weakest front door position.

PS: There will be an update later.

(End of chapter)