Doomsday Rise

Bright lights lit the conference room, no shadows in every corner, and the position of the bulbs shot perfectly.

The strong man in sportswear knocked on the door of the conference room.

"How's the situation?" The man sitting at the top opened his eyes, and for a moment, the light in the conference room seemed to be a little brighter, and it took a while for it to return to normal.

"The situation has been ascertained, the messenger of Lianxiang is dead!" The strong man in sportswear knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at the man in the head.

"Dead? Did you see the corpse?" The man at the top spoke with deep suspicion.

"Looking at it from a distance, the Ping An soldiers are too closely guarded, and their subordinates dare not approach. Judging from their dress, they are the messengers of Lianxiang." The strong man in sportswear said.

"Are you sure?" the man at the top asked.

"Not sure!" The strong man in the sportswear hesitated.

"How did you deal with the body of the messenger Lianxiang?" the man at the top asked.

"Fed the **** black boy." The brawny man in the sports suit said.

"Have you finished eating?" the man at the top asked.

"After eating, I also ate the bones." The strong man in the sportswear replied.

"Go down!" said the man at the top.

"Yes, altar master!" The man in the sportswear resigned respectfully.

The man is the new altar master of Black Moon Province, Chen Daogui. Unexpectedly, the first action he planned would damage a messenger and more than 500 brothers. This made him feel a lot of pressure, and he was also thinking about how to fight back. He was very clear about the treatment of "Underground Royal Court". Means of undercapacity members. That's not a problem of the capable and the weak. The fate of the weak is miserable.

The other brothers died when they died, but the messenger Lianxiang couldn't die. He was not just a messenger, he also had a special identity, which one's nephew was he. If it weren't for this level of relationship, how could he be able to sit on the position of messenger based on his strength?

The altar master looked at the other people in the conference room. There were not many people, only four, but these four people were not simple, they were all incense masters. It can be said that the five of them can decide the fate of the entire southern region.

"What do you think?" Chen Daogui asked the four incense owners. Although he was anxious, his face was calm and his tone was calm.

"It's fake." Lu Yunfeng said, these two words have no beginning or end, but everyone understands what he means. The Lianxiang messenger killed by the Peace Army was fake, and the Lianxiang messenger did not die.

"Rescue the messenger of Lianxiang." He Renyong has long black hair and a ponytail. He looks like an artist, but his horse face looks very inconsistent.

"How to save?" Wang Yanbing looked indifferent, "If the messenger of Lianxiang didn't die, Ping An would have set up many traps waiting for us to take the bait. When the time comes, people will not be rescued, but more brothers will die." It's not that Wang Yanbing didn't know Lianxiang. The identity of the messenger, on the contrary, he knows the background of the messenger Lianxiang better than anyone present, but he is not afraid, he also has a background.

The relationship behind the messenger Lianxiang couldn't move him.

"There must be difficulties, but people must be saved. You know your own people are being arrested, but you don't want to save them. Will the brothers still be loyal and work hard in the future?" Lu Yunfeng's tone was beyond doubt, "As for how to save, everyone can Discuss it, and there will always be the best of both worlds.”

"I can't do anything, who can? Speak up!" Wang Yanbing's attitude was indifferent, Lu Yunfeng and Lianxiang messenger were together, and they both breathed out from one nostril.

"People must be saved, otherwise if the messenger Lianxiang accidentally reveals any secrets, everyone will be in trouble." He Ren Yong said, everyone was stunned. Indeed, if it was an ordinary messenger, he was arrested. He was caught, but he had limited knowledge. Lianxiang messenger was different. He knew too many secrets.

"What does Liu Xiangzhu want to say?" Chen Daogui named Liu Jilin, the oldest and the oldest among the four Xiangzhu. He usually looks like a good man, but no one dared to despise him. A person who can sit in the position of the incense master for so long and nothing happens is absolutely terrifying.

"We must first determine one thing. The messenger of Lianxiang is dead or alive. After confirming this matter, we can plan." Liu Jilin did not intend to speak, but Chen Daogui was the altar owner. .

"Liu Xiangzhu is right, this is indeed a top priority." Chen Daogui showed admiration, Liu Jilin was worthy of being the old Xiangzhu, and he grasped the key points immediately. He sat up straight for a few minutes, and said solemnly, "I'm going to..."

Martial Arts Arena.

Taishan Mountain has won 12 consecutive victories. This record cannot be said to be very advanced, but it is certainly not low. His strength has won the approval of the Ping An warriors. This can be seen from the strength of those who come to power.

If you don't recognize his strength, the soldiers will use crooked methods to fight him. The arena is like a battlefield. It only depends on the results, not the methods. It is okay to use hidden weapons, poisons, and tactics. In that case, it is for ranking. , will only be used when necessary. Under normal circumstances, the soldiers will not use such means~www.readwn.com~ but choose the above-mentioned means.

The soldiers who are now in power are using the above-mentioned means.

"Come again!" Tai Shanshan had a lot of wounds on his body, but none of them were fatal injuries. For him, they were all skin injuries. He looked excited. The opponents he had met before were all too weak to win. The first time he encountered so many powerful masters, he could let go of his hands and feet without any restraint.

One by one, the masters were knocked out of the ring by him. The warriors were very gentlemen. When he was weak, they gave him monster meat. It was the first time that Taishan Mountain ate monster meat. When he took the first bite, he almost vomited it. Seeing the laughter of the soldiers, he swallowed it.

The soldiers smiled kindly, which he understood as mockery, but soon, he reacted, and no one laughed at him. The meat of the beast is a good thing, and it contains huge energy. Soon, his physical strength recovered. At the peak, he let out a wild beast-like roar, and said loudly: "Come on, I want one to hit 20."

"Arrogant, I'll meet you when I come!" Bigfoot came to power. Bigfoot didn't follow the power route, but no one dared to underestimate his power. He was explosive, and when he suddenly stepped out, the elephants had to retreat.

"It's good to come!" Seeing a big foot appearing, Taishan Dongyue didn't even think about it, he punched it out, the wind and thunder shook, the void distorted, everyone stared closely, looking forward to the result...

Most of the prisons of the Ping An Army are empty, because there are not many prisoners. In the era of food shortage, it is not easy to become a prisoner. You have to have enough identity and status. Otherwise, the death penalty is the destination. .

In the depths of the prison, a vague figure slowly emerged...