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1942. Chapter 1942 Killing Lin Zhong

There was silence on the beach.

The people in the cloak fell silent and thought about Cheng Ailun's words.

After a long time, a hoarse and strange voice said, "Tell us directly what we want us to do."

"I want you to cooperate with me and kill Lin Chong!"

Cheng Ailun's eyes narrowed into a gap, and a cold light flashed deep in his pupils.

"Kill Lin Chong?"

"Why should we kill him?"

"He broke into the lair of the Gods alone and was able to escape without any hesitation. It's not that I'm underestimating myself. I'm afraid that if we rely on us alone, we're not his opponent, right?"

"Mr. Cheng, do you have any plans? Do you actually want to use Lin Chong's hand to kill someone to silence?"

Questions kept ringing in the crowd.

"Everyone, please be careful, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Cheng Ailun's expression was still calm and said slowly: "I know very well how difficult it is to kill a great master of Danjin, but it is up to humans. As long as we are well prepared, there is no possibility of success."

"If you're confident, then I'm willing to join."

The hoarse and strange voice said, "But declare in advance that I will not be cannon fodder, so don't even want to order me to do a mission that will surely die."

Others also spoke one after another and expressed the same meaning.

"You are all powerful people who are famous. We have spent a huge price to attract you. How could you make you cannon fodder?"

A trace of inexplicable expression flashed in Cheng Ailun's eyes, and then he turned a decisive track: "I, and the Far East Intelligence Department behind me, will surely advance and retreat with you!"

"So tell me about your plan."

"I have reported Lin Chong's news in Bigang City to the headquarters. The support sent by the headquarters will soon arrive, including a batch of high-end weapons developed for super humans."

Cheng Ailun spread his right hand, his five fingers suddenly closed, and the air exploded in his palm, making a dull explosion of air: "At that time, we will introduce Lin Chong into the trap arranged in advance, so he will not be able to escape even if he has wings!"

Someone poured a cup of cold water: "What if Lin is not deceived?"

"I will use myself as bait. As long as he still wants to avenge the dead members of the Martial Alliance, he will definitely be fooled." Cheng Ailun said confidently.

"How do we lead him into a trap?" another questioned.

"This is your job."

Cheng Ailun looked around and looked playful: "I think, with your identities and talents, a small matter should not be a problem for you."

The people in the cloak looked at each other, and the atmosphere fell into strange silence again.

*******

Lotus District, Hailong Martial Arts Hall.

When Song Xiao, Wei Tao, Fan Rongming, Qin Shaolei, Feng Xundao and others came to the door, it caused another mess, just like the previous Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall.

"Sorry, our owner is not here."

A tall young man blocked the door and forbidden Song Xiao and his party from entering. At the same time, he said with a cold expression: "Please come again next time."

Behind the tall young man, dozens of male students were staring at Song Xiao with weapons such as swords, guns, sticks, and staring at him with a fierce hatred of the enemy.

Song Xiao moved his eyes, swept the young man's face, and then looked at the students behind him.

In Song Xiao's perception, this young man's cultivation is really not weak, at least he has reached the level of the realm of the War of Reincarnation. No wonder he has the confidence to stop them.

"Where has Master Xu been?" Song Xiao asked indifferently.

“Nothing to be told.”

The young man wrapped his arms around his chest and stood in a very tough tone.

"No matter whether the owner Xu is present or not, it will not affect what we are going to do."

What a person like Song Xiao, not only wasn't angry when he saw this, but instead smiled: "I am Song Xiao, Xin Shiping's apprentice, and the deputy director of the Huang-Class Inspection Institute of the Wumeng League. I believe you should have heard of my name."

The young man's body suddenly stiffened.

After standing for three or four seconds, he slowly lowered his arms and his attitude became much more humble.

"It turned out to be Song... The Deputy Director of the Song Dynasty, who was in the Yiwanzhou, had just joined the Hailong Martial Arts Hall, and the owner of the Meng Xu Dynasty was not abandoned. He is currently the deputy director of the school."

Although the young man is arrogant and has a high mind, he is not the kind of stupid and ignorant person. He knows very well who can provoke and who cannot: "Person Master Song, has the Hailong Martial Arts Hall offended you?"

In a quiet manner, the young man changed his name to Song Xiao.

Song Xiao shook his head.

"Then why do you mobilize so much..."

The young man named Yi Wanzhou glanced over Song Xiao's shoulders and looked at Wei Tao, Fan Rongming and others standing behind him.

"The branch of the Wu League in Begang City was attacked in the early morning of this day. We are pursuing the whereabouts of the attackers."

Song Xiao went straight into the scene: "According to reliable information, the Hailong Martial Arts Hall has contact with some overseas forces, so we came to investigate and hope Brother Yi will cooperate."

After hearing Song Xiao's words, Yi Wanzhou's face changed drastically.

In fact, it was not only Yi Wanzhou, but also the students behind him who looked alert, all showed a look of panic.

"Everything is spread out, go whatever you should do!"

Yi Wanzhou suddenly turned around and shouted at the students.

The students who had originally shared the same hatred of the enemy immediately scattered.

"Person Master Song, please."

Yi Wanzhou stretched out his hand to attract him again, with a humble expression and no longer arrogance.

"Thank you."

Song Xiao secretly made a gesture while walking towards the inside of the Hailong Martial Arts Hall.

When nearby members of the Martial Alliance received the signal, they immediately divided into several groups according to the prior arrangement, and quietly disappeared in the darkness under the leadership of powerful men such as Wei Tao, Fan Rongming, Qin Shaolei.

In a blink of an eye, Song Xiao was the only one left at the scene.

When Yi Wanzhou saw this scene, his muscles in his eyes couldn't help but pick them, and his heart felt even more uneasy.

Even though the weather was quite cool, fine beads of sweat oozed out from his forehead.

Things are not good!

Four words flashed through Yi Wanzhou's mind.

Although he didn't understand why the Martial Alliance was eyeing the Shanghai Dragon Martial Arts Hall, there was no doubt that as the deputy owner of the Hailong Martial Arts Hall, he could not be out of the matter.

Song Xiao had already stepped into the martial arts hall with half his foot. Seeing Yi Wanzhou standing there without moving, he stopped and asked, "Is there anything else for Brother Yi?"

“No, no.”

Yi Wanzhou woke up from a dream and quickly turned around and led the way.

The scale of the Hailong Martial Arts Hall is slightly inferior to that of Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall. It has an outer hall and an inner hall. The outer hall is a place to train students and entertain guests, while the inner hall is a place to stay and office.

The outer hall is divided into a conference hall, a military hall and a teaching room. The conference hall is in the middle and can be directly accessed through the gate. The military hall and a teaching room are located on the left and right sides of the conference hall.

Yi Wanzhou led Song Xiao into the conference hall and asked Song Xiao to sit in the main seat, and he was the second one to accompany him, fully reflecting the "arrogant at first and respectful at the last".
Chapter completed!
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