Urban God Class Appraisal

Chapter 291 Story
In the Jiangzhou branch of the Shenying Club, under the dim light, Feiying's face looked particularly gloomy. In the gloomy face that could drip water, with a slight tap of a finger, the body of the dozen or so confidantes under the seat suddenly trembled like a sieve. , obviously terrified.

"boom."

Seeing these guys being so cowardly, Flying Eagle was so angry that he slammed the table and roared, "Now you know how scared you are?"

"What did you do early?"

"Let you serve tea and pour water properly, and let you watch carefully, and don't let that guy run around, what's the result?"

"People disappear in a blink of an eye? You fucking tell me that people disappear in a blink of an eye? I want you to look at him, not to tell me that he is gone."

Feiying's roar made more than a dozen people kowtow non-stop, one of them was even scared to pee by the roar, crying and begging for mercy, which made Feiying even more annoyed.

"Drag it out and chop it all up."

"A bunch of trash."

This is his subordinates, his confidantes, and his servants who have been with him for more than ten years. They didn't understand it until they were in Jiangzhou, and they didn't understand until they were in charge. When it really came time to need these guys to share his worries alone Only then did I realize that each of these people may be loyal, but they have no ability at all.

However, for him, loyalty is needed, but what is the use of only being loyal?

Only loyalty, without ability, in his opinion, will only mess things up like now, and the originally good situation has been abruptly turned into a mess.

Cut them down, really don't wrong these guys.

"What a bunch of trash."

"Why are my identities all such rubbish?"

"Maybe I should have listened to my cousin and sent these guys out to exercise earlier, otherwise it wouldn't be so useless."

The two confidantes behind Feiying quickly lowered their heads, but Feiying didn't care when they saw it. Indeed, the trash he mentioned included these two.

He can see that it is difficult for a subordinate who has not experienced fighting to become a great weapon after all. Only after experiencing fighting, climbing up from the pile of dead people, and then going through the tempering of being put to the grassroots can he be really useful.

Otherwise, other people might still be able to do it. One out of ten thousand out of a hundred can always be used, but his subordinates are all servants of his family for generations.

Although they are servants, their lives are far better than those of ordinary people. They have no worries about food and clothing, and there is no security threat. Coupled with the daily uninterrupted education of foolish loyalty, these guys may be loyal, but their brains are really not good. It must work.

And because of this, the situation that annoyed him in front of him was created.

"Fire Rat, missing."

Feiying sat down in vain, "Based on the character that this kid has shown since he was a child, it is very likely that he ran around by himself."

If that's the case, it's actually okay, it's just running around, as long as he can find it, he's afraid that this guy didn't run away by himself, but was killed or caught by someone.

Although in his opinion, there is almost no such possibility. After all, this is just a small Jiangzhou under the Tiance Mansion. Logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for there to be a Huoshu who can threaten the strength of a half-step master.

But what if?
What if this kid really disappeared, or even died?

"That's the end."

Thinking of this result, Feiying's face became extremely ugly. The Fire Mouse was not only brought in by him to help out, not only his good friend, but also the apprentice of the Southern Councilor Fire King who has the strength of the master of the Tianbang. .

There is also a teacher who is the speaker of the southern parliament, the speaker of the southern council, that is the strength of the peak of the master, the real top combat power in the world.

Even though his background is also not small, otherwise it would be impossible to be friends with a half-step master with the strength of the stellar energy protection, but,
This is enough to make him deeply afraid, even the Condor Society behind him will also be afraid.

The Southern Council is not a small force, but one of the few big forces in the Martial Arts Union.

The speaker of the Southern Council is already one of the most powerful and powerful people in the Southern Council other than the chairman, and can even direct some matters of the Southern Council under certain circumstances.

therefore,

"We must not let this kid really have an accident, otherwise, we will have to escape to the headquarters first." Feiying thought with a gloomy face.

Once this is done, as long as you return to the headquarters of the Condor Society, it is not even if the Southern Council wants to do something, you have to find the Condor Society first.

As for him, as a child of the high-level members of the Condor Society, even if the Southern Council wanted to put pressure on the high-level members of the Condor Society, it would be impossible for him to be taken over.

Because it was about the face of the Condor Society, but in this way, although his life was saved, his face was lost. This was not the result he wanted to see.

There are so many people, where do I start looking?Eagle's eyes lit up,
"Where is the remnant of the Lin family now?"

The Lin family, as one of the three major families in Jiangzhou, has been entrenched in Jiangzhou for many years, and was even regarded as the boss of the three major families in Jiangzhou. Whether it is strength, money, or influence, they are all very high in Jiangzhou.

Having been a ground tiger for so many years, the wealth accumulated in his hands is not a small amount. Of course, the money king sighs that he doesn't care.

Money is like a passing cloud to him, what he cares about is antiques, antiques with stories.

"I have wine, do you have a story?"

Hey, there are.

In the Lin family's villa, Wang Tanzhi rummaged through the mess for a while, and found something that was considered a good thing in Shentong's eyes.

"snuff bottle?"

"This stuff shouldn't have much history, right? How did it get included?"

"what story does he have?"

Shentong said, "A love story that can sing and cry."

"Hehe." Wang Tanzhi sneered, and broke the snuff bottle. It seems that it is only 200 years old, and there is no such thing as a love story.

Such a close time, really so impressive, why is there no record at all?

"vulgar."

"inferior."

"What kind of shit idea?"

"Is there nothing to sing or cry about if it's not recorded?"

"What's wrong?"

Wang Tanzhi was left speechless after Shentong's questioning, the reason is so reasonable, but isn't what we are looking for an antique with divine blood?

The story, he is related, but not the point, the point is the blood of the gods, the blood of the gods.

In such a short time, the Martial Arts Alliance has been established long ago, can there still be divine blood on this thing?
"Why not?" Shentong asked back, then nodded and said, "Well, there really isn't."

(End of this chapter)