It's dawn.

After a chaotic and intense night, when the sun rose, Beet Harbor City finally restored its former tranquility.

Because the Martial Alliance acted quickly and adopted various strategies to defeat each, there was no fierce resistance.

Except for a few top-level strong men such as Xu Hailong and Wang Mingsheng, most of the suspects chose to surrender when facing the net of heaven and earth set up by the Martial Alliance.

Of course, some people received the news in advance and successfully escaped arrest, such as Shen Yuxuan, the owner of Changfeng Martial Arts Hall, Xiong Rui, the owner of Fengxiong Martial Arts Hall, and Duan Qifeng, the owner of Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall.

The above three people have been operating in Bigang City for many years, with well-informed and cunning personality. After receiving the news, they immediately left their disciples and hid, causing Song Xiao, Wei Tao and his party to vacate.

Although several fish that escaped the net were eliminated, the action was still very successful overall.

It not only showed the terrifying power of the Martial Alliance, but also shocked the evil people hiding in the dark, and eliminated the spies who were bought by the White Eagle Federation. It can be said that they killed three birds with one stone.

If someone wants to go against Wumeng next time, I'm afraid he has to think about it carefully.

Such a big thing happened, and the martial arts world in Bigang City was inevitably affected, with undercurrents and people's hearts turbulent.

Wanghai District, in a medium-sized martial arts hall.

A middle-aged man with a well-proportioned figure and extraordinary temperament walked around the living room with his hands behind his back, feeling anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

Next to the middle-aged man, there were several young men wearing practice clothes standing.

Their eyes were also a little restless as the middle-aged man moved back and forth.

"Master, the second senior brother shouldn't have anything wrong, right?"

After waiting for about five minutes, maybe I felt that the atmosphere was too dull, and a young man with a good appearance couldn't help but ask.

The middle-aged man waved his hand irritably, too lazy to answer the other person's questions.

The young man touched a soft nail and couldn't help but shut up embarrassedly.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!Dong!"

At this moment, the sound of rapid and heavy footsteps came from outside the living room.

The middle-aged man was excited, stopped pacing, turned his head and looked towards the door.

A moment later, a burly young man appeared in the middle-aged man's field of vision.

He is more than two meters tall, dark skin, sharp eyes, and has a buzz cut. His muscles are strong and strong, and his blocks are clear. He is full of wind when walking, giving people a feeling of toughness and courage.

"Master, are you looking for me?" As soon as the burly young man entered the door, he asked directly.

The middle-aged man was already smiling at some point, his anxious expression disappeared without a trace. He grabbed the burly young man's arm and looked up and down several times: "Good disciple, you are not injured, are you?"

"No."

The burly young man shook his head: "I'm lucky. When the attack occurred, I was carrying out a mission outside."

After saying that, he waved to greet the other young people, then frowned and said, "Master, what's the matter with you looking for me? I'm very busy today."

"No matter how busy you are, you have to come back and have a look."

The middle-aged man pretended to be angry: "The wings are hard, don't you take the master seriously?"

The burly young man was speechless.

The middle-aged man pulled the burly young man down on his head, carefully speaking, and asked in a low voice: "Can you tell your master, what are you busy with?"

The burly young man's expression instantly became alert.

"Master, why do you want to inquire about this?"

He narrowed his eyes, and his already sharp eyes suddenly became sharp: "Can you be like those traitors, and you also collude with overseas forces?"

Seeing that his apprentice, who had always valued him, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be furious.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man slapped the coffee table hard and shouted in anger: "Cao Yuanqiu, do you still think I am the master? Is there anyone who talks to the master like this?"

Although the middle-aged man was furious, the burly young man named Cao Yuanqiu was not afraid of it.

"Master, my junior brothers, I'll leave first."

Cao Yuanqiu stood up without saying a word of nonsense, bowed to the middle-aged man and walked out with great strides.

"You...you..."

The middle-aged man was so angry that his face turned red and he almost cursed.

Several other young men rushed over and surrounded Cao Yuanqiu in the middle, and persuaded him in a slight manner: "Second brother, I finally came back, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, so stay for a while."

"Master does have something to discuss with you."

"Bigang City has not been peaceful recently. Second Senior Brother, you have to help us make an idea!"

Cao Yuanqiu was so entangled that he had no choice but to sit down again, his face was quite bad.

After coaxing Cao Yuanqiu, the young men rushed to the middle-aged man again, pounding his shoulders, squeezing his legs, and pouring tea, and making tea.

"Master, you don't know the character of your second senior brother, why do you have the same knowledge as him?"

"The second senior brother finally came back, why are you angry?"

"Don't pretend, tell the second senior brother about that matter quickly and let him take the initiative."

The middle-aged man picked up the teacup, drank the tea in it, and then waved his hand angrily: "Distribute it all for me, where can I go back? It's all a mess!"

The young men returned to their original positions with a smile.

Cao Yuanqiu heard a clue and didn't bother to bicker with the middle-aged man. He asked seriously: "Master, are we in trouble in our martial arts school?"

The middle-aged man had a little awkward expression and grabbed his scalp: "Do you remember I told you that you are going to open a branch?"

Cao Yuanqiu nodded: "Remember."

"I have chosen all the addresses, but the money is not enough."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "In order to raise money to open a branch, I am running around and unable to sleep at night. I am so worried that I have a few more white hair."

Cao Yuanqiu felt an ominous premonition in his heart, his lips tightly pursed, and signaled the middle-aged man to continue talking.

"Not long ago, the owner of the Changfeng Martial Arts Hall took the initiative to find the teacher and was willing to provide help."

The middle-aged man became more and more careful as he spoke, secretly observing his apprentice's expression, and the latter's face had already turned pale: "With the help of Master Shen, he got an investment for his disciple under the White Eagle Federation. He thought the result was done, but who did

It can be expected that the storm suddenly changed overnight..."

Cao Yuanqiu interrupted the middle-aged man and gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"For the martial arts world of Bigang City, it is normal to accept foreign investment."

The middle-aged man spread his hands: "You are so busy and you basically don't come back. I don't think there is a need to tell you specifically."

Cao Yuanqiu took a deep breath, held his forehead with his hands, suppressing his urge to attack: "Where is that money?"

The middle-aged man looked at the ceiling above his head: "It's been spent."

"it took?"

Cao Yuanqiu's voice suddenly increased: "How much did it cost?"
Chapter completed!