The guard captain looked at them speechlessly: "A cripple, a disabled man in a wheelchair, with an old man and two idiots over there, come to our Tieshan Camp to catch people? You are the funnyest combination of this year!"

Chen Qingzhi in the wheelchair said lightly: "Is Zhao Si here?"

The guard captain grinned: "Our commander is having a meal. Don't fucking shout, come on, arrest them, throw them to the confinement room first! Wait for the commander!"

The guard beside him laughed: "What else are you catching? You trespassed on Tieshan Camp and beat him to death!"

right!

In the camp of the Jiuzhou Army in the Dark World, the trespasser died!

The guards rushed up with a grin.

Chen Qingzhi said nothing and made a gesture.

With a crisp sound, the first guard who rushed over broke his neck on the spot. After Yuan Zun destroyed the man from the air, his figure disappeared.

During the martial arts performance, screams rang neatly.

A few seconds later, only a group of people lying down were left.

Yuan Zun clapped his hands: "Sorry, sir, I didn't hold my strength. I should leave someone to ask Zhao Si's specific location."

Yuan Zun feels sorry.

Chen Qingzhi said lightly: "It doesn't matter. He just said that the superior is having a meal, just look for a restaurant that the superior is dedicated to! Well, it's getting late, and Tieshan Camp should be fully alert!"

Sure enough, there were fierce alarms outside, and there were still shouts.

Yuan Zun glanced outside: "We seem to be surrounded!"

Chen Qingzhi looked at the time and raised his hand: "If you break this Iron Mountain Camp, you can deal with the people outside, but Zhao Si must be alive!"

Yuan Zun tidied up the black jacket on his body, and the gold thread on his sleeves shone more and more.

Then he opened the door and walked out leisurely.

Gunshots and explosions kept ringing.

In the martial arts performance venue, Chen Qingzhi actually leaned halfway in the wheelchair and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

The remaining three people were all trembling with their legs and looked at each other in fear.

"That Yuan Zun is really OK, can you break the entire camp?" The cripple's voice was hoarse.

The old man sat on the ground, took out the cigarette and started smoking: "I don't know, but this case may be really handled!"

Only the undercover agent, now his eyes were shocked, and he said for a long time: "A master of the world! Mr. Yuanzun must be the kind of master of the world! The golden thread on his sleeve! I seem to have heard of it!"

Suddenly, he remembered it and exclaimed in disbelief: "Golden Robe Lord!"

"What does it mean?" The old man and the cripple were both trembling.

"That represents strength, it is a symbol. According to what they said, the golden robe destroys the army, and the heavenly king destroys the country! Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, the strength of the golden robe master level is enough to fight against all the Jiuzhou army!"

Confronting the entire Jiuzhou Army?

Unbelievable!

They muttered and discussed, outside, Yuan Zun walked in easily.

The black dress was spotless, and the white tissue on the chest was still so neat.

Like an elegant butler, Yuan Zun bowed: "Sir, the Tieshan Camp has been broken!"

Chen Qingzhi opened his eyes and stretched: "Where is Zhao Si?"

"I drank too much in the Chief's restaurant. When I called him, he fainted."

Chen Qingzhi nodded: "Old man, you bring the undercover agent and throw Zhao Si into the car! Crip, you find the address book and contact the guard chief Zhao Tiehai! He is Zhao Si's cousin and the culprit behind the scenes!"

"Let Zhao Tiehai take the initiative to surrender, otherwise I will pull him out before sunset, no matter how he hides, no matter how alive he is!"

The old man and the undercover walked into the martial arts arena tremblingly, looking at the mess with a little numbness!

"My God, really, really destroyed the entire Tieshan Camp!"

All the fortifications around the camp were destroyed.

What did Yuan Zun do just now?

The undercover looked at it muffled, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself in the face!

"What are you doing?" The old man was startled.

The undercover rubbed his face: "This is not a dream, it's all true!"

The old man swallowed: "Maybe, maybe the Ange can really stand up again, or even be even stronger than before!"

"Fair, just!" The old man's eyes flashed with glory: "I thought I joined the Dark Pavilion when I was young, and I wanted to wipe out the sins of the world and give innocent people justice. However, after being in the Dark Pavilion for so many years, my blood has become cold and gradually become numb."

The undercover sighed: "Because you always see injustice!"

"Not bad! I thought later that the Ange is just a protective umbrella for those powerful people. He is determined and decisive in dealing with people without power, but if he has a little bit of power in the Huaxia Alliance, the Ange doesn't even dare to let go of a fucking fart!"

"But it's different now!"
Chapter completed!