After a while, he drove away with He Shen.

Forty minutes later, the car returned to the city and He Sheng parked the car at the door of the Han family villa.

After returning home, He Sheng and He He returned to their rooms to sleep.

After a big battle, both of them were exhausted, especially He Shi. The use of the killing sword caused him too much damage. Before he got home, he fell asleep in the car. When he arrived at the back, He Sheng carried him into the room.

He Sheng's right finger had completely deformed, but at this moment He Sheng had no means to treat him, so he could only endure the pain and wait.

With He Sheng's strength, he could completely pinch a porcelain cup into powder. Feng Chaohai was a seventh-level celestial master, so the strength in his hands was naturally stronger. He Sheng's finger bones were almost completely broken. If he wanted to recover, He Sheng had to use a qi needle on himself.

However, He Sheng, who used three skills, had to wait for a day after he had exhausted his true energy in his body.

This means that He Sheng has to endure the pain for a day.

......

In a hospital in Renfeng City, orthopedic inpatient building.

Early in the morning, Zhou Zheng went to buy breakfast for Xiong Shilong. When he returned to the ward, Xiong Shilong had already woken up from the bed.

Xiong Shilong's right hand was covered with plaster. His right hand, which had been broken before, now has steel bars embedded in his bones. The doctor said that he would not be discharged from the hospital in a month.

"President, are you awake?" As soon as Zhou Zheng entered the ward, he walked quickly towards Xiong Shilong.

Xiong Shilong sat on the hospital bed, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Zheng. He asked, "What's going on with Mr. Feng?"

During the two days in the hospital, Xiong Shilong's first words every day when he woke up. He was eager to know that He Sheng had been killed, but the results of the previous two days were particularly crazy for him.

He Sheng played with Yin Bangdong and Feng Chaohai and killed more than a dozen people in the branch, which was not good news for Xiong Shilong.

"President, no one answered Yin Bangdong's phone call now, but the people under him said that they went to the place where He Sheng killed people yesterday evening early in the morning. The man surnamed He seemed to not want to run away and wanted to compete with Mr. Feng head-on!" Zhou Zheng said.

After hearing this, Xiong Shilong's face changed.

"Whoever surnamed He takes the initiative to compete with Mr. Feng?" Xiong Shilong asked.

Zhou Zheng nodded: "That's what the people under his command said, and... they are already rushing over there, and they will probably have a result soon."

After saying this, Zhou Zheng grinned: "President, don't worry, with Mr. Feng here, the one with the surname He will definitely die!"

Xiong Shilong nodded thoughtfully: "It's been two days, and I finally heard some good news. He Sheng, a bastard, dares to follow Mr. Feng in circles. I believe Mr. Feng won't give him a complete body..."

After learning about the situation in the past two days, Xiong Shilong was also very worried. He was afraid that He Sheng would keep hiding. If He Sheng kept parking his car at the airport just like the previous two nights, then Mr. Feng would definitely not find the opportunity to start.

"President, have some breakfast, it's still hot..." Zhou Zheng looked at Xiong Shilong nervously and placed a bowl of porridge on the bedside table.

Xiong Shilong chuckled, turned his body sideways, and picked up the spoon with his left hand.

And just then, Zhou Zheng's cell phone rang.

After looking at the caller ID, Zhou Zheng smiled at the corner of his mouth: "President, the person below is calling!"

"Come on!" Xiong Shilong could not wait to hear the news of He Sheng's death, and hurriedly urged Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng nodded and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Xiao Li, what's the situation? Is that person surnamed He dead?" Zhou Zheng took his phone to his ear and asked hurriedly.

A voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Zheng, it's not good. Brother Yin and Mr. Feng are both dead!"

After hearing this, Zhou Zheng's face changed almost instantly.

"What did you say? Mr. Feng is dead?"

"Yes..." The person on the other end of the phone replied in horror: "Mr. Feng is covered in blood, and a broken sword is inserted on his back. He has... been dead."

Zhou Zheng turned his head to look at Xiong Shilong, and Xiong Shilong was also stunned. The spoon in his hand fell on the bed, and his face was filled with disbelief.

For a moment, Zhou Zheng didn't know what to say.

"Brother Zheng, I...what should we do?" the younger brother on the other end of the phone replied.

Xiong Shilong looked excited, and a ferocious look appeared on his face. He stretched out his left hand and snatched Zhou Zheng's phone.

"I am Xiong Shilong! What's the situation? How could Mr. Feng die?" Xiong Shilong roared at his phone.

Zhou Zheng, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but shrink his neck. He could not bear Xiong Shilong's anger.

"Will... President, we don't know. After we saw Brother Yin's car arrive here, we immediately rushed here, but after we arrived here, we saw the bodies of Brother Yin and Mr. Feng..."

"Why are you born? Others are not dead?" Xiong Shilong's eyes were wide open.

"No...I didn't see his body..."

Hearing this, Xiong Shilong's face suddenly turned ashen.

Feng Chaohai died, but He Sheng’s body was not there, which shows that He Sheng killed Feng Chaohai.

However, Feng Chaohai is a seventh-level heavenly master. What ability does that boy named He have to kill Feng Chaohai?

Could it be the master who killed the Dragon Sword?

However, Xiong Shilong could see clearly that the person was shot in the heart and even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured.

"President, I... are we going to bring back the bodies of Brother Yin and Mr. Feng?" Another voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Bring it back first!" Xiong Shilong shouted loudly: "In addition, withdraw all the people of the Longyang Chamber of Commerce in Jingshan from Jingshan. Today, the Longyang Chamber of Commerce cannot leave only one person in Jingshan!"

"yes..."

Xiong Shilong's hand holding the phone slid down from his ear, and he also collapsed on the bed.

Feng Chaohai, the fourth in the seven great masters of the Li family, died, but He Sheng did not die.

Xiong Shilong's heart suddenly became cold to the bottom. He needed to explain this to Li Jingfeng. Similarly, he also had to face He Sheng's next revenge.

Since that auction, no less than forty masters of the Longyang Chamber of Commerce have died at He Sheng's hands. This is undoubtedly a nightmare for the Longyang Chamber of Commerce!

Now, the seventh-level heavenly master Feng Chaohai is dead, and the dragon sword is dead, and there is no master around Xiong Shilong who can deal with He Sheng.

For a moment, Xiong Shilong felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.

This He Sheng may really subvert the Longyang Chamber of Commerce's position in the Northern Province for so many years.

"President..." Zhou Zheng shouted softly for fear of Xiong Shilong's accident.

Xiong Shilong's expression was dull and hesitated for a moment. He said, "Don't send someone to Jingshan for the time being. Next, let's have a stable time..."

"Yes!" Zhou Zheng nodded quickly and responded.

Thinking of the various confrontations with He Sheng, Xiong Shilong felt an indescribable panic in his heart.

He Sheng seemed to have only two people from beginning to end, and the Longyang Chamber of Commerce was stable in Northern Province and had many experts. But until now, He Sheng was still alive, but the Longyang Chamber of Commerce suffered heavy losses!

Xiong Shilong couldn't even imagine what the Longyang Chamber of Commerce would face next.
Chapter completed!