"Who sent you here?"

After confirming that he could not catch up, Lu Lu retracted his gaze and lowered his head to ask the two black-clothed warriors who had been knocked over by him.

The two black-clothed warriors did not move at all, and the light in their eyes gradually dimmed.

Lu Lu's expression changed slightly, and she waved her jade hand lightly, and used her internal force to shake off the black cloth covering their faces.

Under the black cloth were two ordinary faces, with blue faces and blood oozing from the corners of the mouth. In just a moment, the vigorous vitality disappeared.

"What a domineering poison!"

Lu Lu took a breath of air conditioning.

As the legitimate daughter of the head of the Donghua Sect, although she is not very old, she has rich knowledge, has such rapid attacks and such a strong poison. Not to mention seeing it, she has never even heard of it.

"What the hell is going on?"

Lu Lu's little face wrinkled, and all kinds of thoughts came one after another: "Here comes for me? Then why are they escaping? And with a group of dead soldiers, I want to catch me? Who do you look down on?"

The more she thought about it, the more confused she felt, and she felt like she was shrouded in her eyes.

She was outside and didn't know the cause and effect. With just one inexplicable attack, she certainly couldn't figure it out.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Lu Lu simply gave up thinking, picked up the two corpses on the ground, and returned along the same path: "Let me leave the trouble to my dad and the others, anyway, I'm just a minor girl."

That night, besides the Tianlong Sect and the Donghua Sect, there were many other sects,

They also suffer unintentional disasters.

In order to avoid leaving clues, Pei Huajun did not specify a clear goal before deciding to muddle the waters, but gave each team of death toll freely.

So, when, where, whom, even Pei Huajun, who was the commander, didn't know about it.

His only requirement for the Death Soldiers team was to make the capital city more chaotic as possible.

Only when the chaos is completely unrest can Zhenwu Sect have the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and frame the situation.

Shortly after the first attack, Pang Jun, who was in charge of the daily affairs of the Wu League, received the news.

"Is the Tianlong Sect Office attacked?"

After listening to the secretary's report, Pang Jun was a little surprised.

Although Xiao Shitong lost the sea-stabilizing needle, the remaining power of the Tianlong Sect still exists, with three great masters of Danjin. Which force with no eyes dares to attack them?

“What’s the result?”

Pang Jun frowned and continued to ask.

The plump and beautiful secretary looked tired and yawned repeatedly: "The attacker ran away, and several inner disciples died on the Tianlong Sect."

"that's all?"

Pang Jun's face was even more surprised.

“It’s really just that.”

The secretary walked to Pang Jun and sat down next to the latter: "The attackers did not have the idea of ​​fighting to the end. They retreated before the powerful Tianlong Sect arrived."

Pang Jun felt a strong sense of incongruity in his heart.

Something is wrong.

There is something wrong with it.

But he had no idea what was wrong, what was wrong, and because of insufficient information, he had no idea.

While thinking, the phone rings again.

The secretary hurried over to answer the call, and his expression became strange.

"What's wrong?" Pang Jun asked in a deep voice.

"I just received the news that three more places were attacked, one of which was the martial arts hall of the Donghua faction, and the other two places were the Xihai faction and the Tongbei faction office in Beijing."

After saying that, the secretary swallowed nervously.

Even though she is just a weak woman, she often serves Pang Jun, and her vision is beyond the ordinary people. She realizes that something big is about to happen.

Pang Jun's face suddenly became as cold and hard as steel.

"Convene all departments to discuss countermeasures."

As his thoughts turned, Pang Jun made a decisive decision the next second, grabbed his coat and walked out with great strides.

"Your Excellency, do you want to notify Alliance Leader Lin?"

The secretary hurriedly followed Pang Jun's footsteps, and asked in a low voice while observing his expression.

Pang Jun paused slightly, then shook his head: "The leader of the alliance told me that he should concentrate on dealing with the challenges of the hidden sects, and I am fully responsible for daily affairs."

"If I ask the leader for advice when I encounter trouble, what qualifications do I have to be the deputy leader? Why would I clean up the bedding as soon as possible?"

Hearing the anger in Pang Jun's words, the secretary couldn't help but feel silent.

Beijing

The undercurrent is surging, and there is a storm coming. However, when we are in the situation, many people are still confused.

For example, Fu Qinghou and his party.

The Zhenwu Sect’s plan never told them from beginning to end.

Although the storm started by them, they could not make the decision when it ended.

A force in the dark pushes them forward and controls their destiny.

At three o'clock in the morning, the suburbs of the capital.

Fu Qinghou led three masters of Huajin, including Wang Shuye, Yan Ling, Yu Jin, and more than 20 elite subordinates to the periphery of a medium-sized manor.

The darkness provided them with excellent cover, and the journey went very smoothly without any twists and turns.

"Jiang's family is hiding here?"

Wang Shuye narrowed his eyes and stared at the outline of the manor not far away. His face was hidden under the black scarf, making people unable to see the real idea: "Can they afford such a big farm?"

As the administrative center of the Yanhuang Republic, the capital city is worth every inch of land. Even if it is located in the suburbs of the city, such a medium-sized manor is worth billions.

The Yue family is just a local snake in Pu'an City and is vassal of the Zhenwu Gate. Where did he get so much money?

Fu Qinghou did not immediately answer Wang Shuye's question, but closed his eyes and let go of his perception.

He is the top powerhouse of the peak of the magic power and half-step Dan Jin. He can sense that it can cover a radius of 100 meters, and it just so happens to include that manor.

More than a dozen vigorous qi

Blood fluctuations appear in Fu Qinghou's perception.

One of the qi and blood fluctuations was particularly powerful, almost the same as Wang Shuye next to him, but for some reason, it revealed a sense of weakness and powerlessness.

"They do hide in it."

Fu Qinghou opened his eyes again, his eyes cold and calm: "Leave Yue Hai to me to deal with, you are responsible for solving other people, is there no problem?"

Uncle Wang remained silent.

"no problem."

Yan Ling twisted his neck, moved his limbs, and his joints made crackling sounds: "Using the lives of the entire Yue family as a stepping stone to join the hidden sect, this deal is worth doing."

"Remember, we must eliminate the weeds and kill them all, and we must not leave any hidden dangers."

Fu Qinghou said the cruelest words in the plainest tone: "I will fight for the glory and wealth in the second half of my life, do a better job and prove our value to Zhenwumen."

Hearing this, the others' eyes showed a hideous and cruel cold light.

Fu Qinghou no longer wasted his time, and he opened his body and rushed to the manor first.

Wang Shuye, Yan Ling, Yu Jin and others followed Fu Qinghou, too lazy to hide their whereabouts, and they all opened their momentum, just like a group of bloodthirsty beasts preparing to tear their prey into pieces.
Chapter completed!