Dayu Mountain is covered with clouds. In the darkest moment before the early morning, there is only one guild here and it is brightly lit.

This is the disguised place of Qisha Hall, with the logo of "Fragrant City Charity Federation" hanging outside.

At this time, Qisha Hall was holding a secret meeting.

All the leaders of the four major rudders arrived in the entire hall.

There were at least 300 top masters in Qishaotang at the scene, and more than a thousand people were idle staff at the hall, and a few were specialized in the "killer business".

The boss of Qisha Hall, Reggae, sat in the chief chief with a gloomy face.

This man was wearing a weird black leather jacket, and there was a small braid on the back of his head, and he looked extremely vicious.

"The assassination of the Gambler God Feng Xiaotian failed, but don't be nervous. I have sent someone to the Martial God Alliance to discuss it. I spent 200 million yuan to solve this problem."

Reggae said and looked down: "Where is Su Luoluo? As the gold medal killer of the church, why did he fail this time?"

"Report to the master of the hall, Su Luoluo is missing and can't contact her!"

"Su Luoluo has a good man in the mainland who chased us to Xiangcheng. This may be the reason for the failure of the assassination. Song Zhong has gone to find that man, and I believe it will be resolved soon."

The reggae sneered and slapped the coffee table in front of him: "Notify Song Zhong and kill him directly to avoid trouble!"

"Where is Su Luoluo?"

The corners of the reggae's eyes twitched: "She can't move, no one is allowed to move her!"

The head of the Qisha Hall actually showed a look of fear when talking about Su Wanying.

But he gritted his teeth and said in front of everyone: "When I use it, I will reward her to the person who has made the most contribution in the church, and you can play it at that time!"

The men in the field all showed ecstasy.

Su Luoluo...Tsk, that's really a beauty. With an organization like Qishatang, there are not many women who can see them, and there are even fewer those who are good-looking and capable.

Su Luoluo is the beauty they want to conquer the most.

The people in the room were smiling vulgarly, and suddenly there was a buzzing sound at the top of the hall?

how……

They were still in a daze, the top of the hall was directly broken, and a figure fell straight from above the nine heavens.

"I am Chen Qingzhi, the Song Zhong from your Qisha Hall has been buried by me!"

Chen Qingzhi flicked the dust on his shirt and walked straight towards the reggae: "Su Luoluo is my wife, I want to ask clearly about something."

Reggae was stunned at this time and looked up at the broken ceiling: "Then, isn't that a steel structure? How did he explode it?"

Reggae suspected that the other party came with a bomb, so he jumped up and yelled: "Around him!"

Chen Qingzhi was speechless, raised his hand gently and slapped the pillar beside him.

The carved beams and wooden pillars shattered on the spot, and the wood chips turned into sharp arrows, like flowers shooting, and a group of people fell down in the wide hall in an instant.

Everyone has a thorn in their eyebrows.

Reggae screamed and paralyzed on the ground.

The others shouted, turning around and running.

Another explosion sounded, and the two wooden pillars in front of the gate were shattered by Chen Qingzhi across the air, and the exit was completely blocked.

Chen Qingzhi pulled up the paralyzed reggae and leaned over to look at him: "How did Su Wanwan join your Qisha Hall? I want all her information and information."

"She, she, no, is not from our Qisha Hall, it is recommended by Tianxiahui..." Reggae shivered: "Tianxiahui is the only organization that can confront the Martial God Alliance. I just want to take both sides, so I accepted her as my disciple."

What's the thing?

It is the Martial God Alliance and the World Association.

Only then did Chen Qingzhi feel the strong aura of the rivers and lakes of Xiangcheng.

It seems like I was back in the ancient world of horse racing, wearing white clothes and swords.

However, it's a bit boring.

People in the martial arts world always like to make their names loud and loud.

For example, this reggae from Qisha Hall is nicknamed "The King of Thunder and Ten Thousand Ghosts"!

It's simply ridiculous.

"Well, Boss Lei, why did you assassinate the god of gambling Feng Xiaotian?"

Reggae shivered: "It's because the world would want to eat his gambling boat business, so he gave me 500 million to let me do it. I, I dare not send my own people, so I will let Su Luoluo try it!"

I had a good idea to kill Feng Xiaotian and directly push it to Su Wanying and Tianxiahui.

If he can't get rid of it, he can also be pushed to the World Association. His Qisha Hall did not dare to provoke the Martial God Alliance behind Feng Xiaotian, so he used this insidious trick.

Reggae trembled and looked up at this time: "Brother, boss! We're just making a living. Really, can you give me a way out?"

Chen Qingzhi smiled: "Sorry, no!"

Why? The famous Qisha Hall Master, the leading boss of Xiangcheng, was kneeling there with dusty faces on his face and burst into tears.

Chen Qingzhi said lightly: "It's nothing, you are unlucky. I'm in a bad mood tonight!"

boom!

The last wooden pillar fell down, and the brilliant Qisha Hall collapsed.
Chapter completed!