Amidst the shouts of his apprentice, Wang Mingsheng finally came to his senses.

He blinked, stood up suddenly, and walked out.

But halfway through, Wang Mingsheng slowly stopped again, his face uncertain.

To be honest, at that moment, he had the urge to run away.

Wang Mingsheng is certain that the seizure of Hailong Martial Arts Gym is only the first step in the Martial Arts Alliance's counterattack.

Next, more people will be arrested.

Although he didn't know when the Wulang faction was found, Grandmaster Huajin's keen intuition made Wang Mingsheng realize that he was in an extremely dangerous situation.

Xu Hailong knows too much. If he falls into the hands of the Wu Meng and cannot bear the pressure and confesses, then no one else can escape unscathed.

Like a falling domino, if one link goes wrong, the whole thing collapses.

Wang Mingsheng paced back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back, thinking quickly about countermeasures.

Can the Wulang faction withstand the wrath of the Wu Meng?

The answer is no.

Compared with the behemoths like the Martial League, which has countless masters and strong men, the Wulang Sect, which controls the wind and rain in Bigang City, is not much better than ants.

Wang Mingsheng originally thought that he had carefully considered the consequences and was mentally prepared, but when the bad news actually came, he was still in chaos.

The Wulang sect's centuries-old foundation is about to be destroyed because of his selfish desires.

What face does he have to meet the ancestors under the nine springs?

A bitter taste filled Wang Mingsheng's mouth.

"I regret it..."

He looked up at the sky and murmured to himself.

"Master, run away quickly!" The apprentice came behind Wang Mingsheng and advised him in a low voice.

"escape?"

The corner of Wang Mingsheng's mouth twitched, he glanced at his apprentice with his peripheral vision, and said with half-hearted interest, "It's too late."

"There's enough time."

The apprentice was calmer than his master Wang Mingsheng: "You go first and don't worry about us."

"You want me to abandon my ancestral heritage and run away?"

Wang Mingsheng was furious: "What's the difference between this and bullying the master and destroying the ancestor?"

"As long as you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. As long as you are still alive, the inheritance of Wulang Sect will not disappear. In more than ten years, when the limelight has passed, it may not be possible to make a comeback."

The apprentice spoke quickly and straightforwardly: "Moreover, you are the main target of the Martial Alliance. If you leave, the Martial Alliance will definitely not embarrass the remaining brothers."

When Wang Mingsheng heard this, his hands hanging by his sides could not help but clenched into fists, and his nails were almost embedded in his flesh. He was in a dilemma and could not make a decision for a long time.

escape?

Still not escaping?

The disciple saw Wang Mingsheng's struggle, his eyes flashed, and he urged: "Master, you can't hesitate any longer, the Martial Alliance will come to you at any time, and if we drag it on, you really won't be able to leave!"

Wang Mingsheng breathed a long sigh of relief, and his tense body suddenly relaxed.

"you're right."

Wang Mingsheng patted his apprentice on the shoulder, as if he was agreeing with the other party, but also as if he was convincing himself: "I have to go, and I can't hurt you."

The disciple's eyes turned red and he said emotionally: "Master, we are not afraid of being implicated. When the storm subsides, you must contact me and I will take my brothers to find you."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Wang Mingsheng was so relieved that he even said three good words.

"Master, do you have anything else to explain?"

As parting was imminent, the apprentice couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and he asked while wiping away tears.

"You are my most beloved disciple. You have the best martial arts skills and the smartest brain. In the future, you should take more care of other brothers and don't let them be bullied."

Wang Mingsheng said earnestly: "Be an upright person, do things in a down-to-earth manner, and don't engage in crooked ways, let alone repeat the mistakes of your teacher."

"Yes, disciple, I have remembered it."

The apprentice nodded vigorously.

Wang Mingsheng looked around, looking at the familiar scenes around him, with a look of regret and nostalgia on his face.

"Whoosh!"

He no longer hesitated, his body swayed, and he shot straight out like an arrow from a string. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the darkness.

The apprentice ran to the door and watched Wang Mingsheng's back disappear. After waiting for a few more minutes to make sure that the other party would not return, he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the Wumen League's branch in Bigang City.

Not long after, a pleasant female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, this is the Bigang City Martial Alliance branch, what can I do for you?"

The apprentice pinched his throat and his voice became rough and hoarse: "I want to report it!"

The female voice paused for two seconds and asked again: "Who do you want to report?"

"I want to report Wang Mingsheng, the head of the Wulang faction, who colluded with foreign forces and participated in the attack on the Wumeng branch!"

******

at the same moment.

Xiawan District, Changfeng Martial Arts School.

"Quickly, take away all the valuable things!"

"Why are you holding that vase? It's not genuine, throw it away quickly!"

"Move quickly, destroy all the data, and leave no clues!"

"Why is there no one watching outside? What if someone from the Martial Alliance comes?"

"Don't panic, everyone, you have enough time. Be careful when destroying the information. Shred it with a document shredder first, and then burn it when you leave!"

The whole martial arts hall was in a frenzy, with more than a dozen young men and women running back and forth, too busy to even touch the ground.

The owner of the museum, Shen Yuxuan, crossed his arms across his chest and looked at everything in front of him expressionlessly.

Next to Shen Yuxuan, stood two strong men who looked like iron towers.

One of the strong men was nine feet tall, with dark skin and a bare head, his eyes were shining brightly, and his body exuded a fiery aura.

The other strong man was only over five feet tall. He also had a shaved head, and his arms were thicker than an ordinary person's thighs. He looked like a square, and he was exaggeratedly strong.

Two strong men, one tall and one short, stood on Shen Yuxuan's left and right respectively, like two King Kongs in a temple.

"Senior brother, are we really leaving Blue Harbor City?" the tall, strong man asked abruptly.

Shen Yuxuan nodded slightly.

"Isn't that a bit of an overreaction?"

The tall and strong man frowned and said: "Although Hailong Martial Arts School was sealed by the Martial Arts League, Xu Hailong may not dare to betray us. If we escape now, we may be exposed in advance."

"Who said I was going to run away?"

Shen Yuxuan glanced sideways at the tall, strong man with an indifferent look: "We are only moving temporarily. Don't worry, we will be able to fight back again soon!"

The tall, strong man could not help but feel refreshed when he heard the implication of Shen Yuxuan's words.

"Then where are we going?"

He looked around and lowered his voice subconsciously.

"Before agreeing to cooperate with Cheng Ailun, in order to deal with unexpected situations, I prepared a boat and parked it at Tunzai Pier."

Shen Yuxuan said calmly: "Take the students you trust and go to the ship to wait for news about me."

"Senior brother, aren't you with us?" the short and strong man asked.

"I still have some things to deal with."
Chapter completed!