Not only Gan Zhenping thought this way, but the other innate warriors who participated also retreated.

With Mo Mingtang's realm, it is obvious that the Buddha Lu Yunlian is no longer needed. He must have been appointed by a certain force when he appeared here.

Thinking of this, many people were secretly guessing what force could invite such an existence as Mo Mingtang.

Gan Zhenping looked at Mo Mingtang unwillingly, but he still plucked up the courage to ask: "Mr. Mo, I'll take the initiative to ask, I wonder which Chinese forces asked you?"

"If possible, our Chinese martial arts will be willing to pay three times the price."

As soon as Gan Zhenping finished speaking, he felt a cold light flash in front of him. He subconsciously touched his cheek, and a long and finger-like bloody hole appeared on his left cheek.

Gan Zhenping was frightened and sweated coldly, and immediately said, "Yes, I'm sorry."

Mo Mingtang glanced at Gan Zhenping coldly and flashed into a room.

Seeing this scene, Mu Feng raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "This Mo Mingtang's sword technique is interesting. It seems that he should have obtained some kind of ancient heritage."

Although Mo Mingtang is only at the ninth level of the innate realm, the sword technique he showed is much more powerful than that of Gu Tianyou.

When ordinary monks encounter warriors like Mo Mingtang, they are probably in danger.

Mu Feng's breath is now restrained, but he only shows the fifth and sixth level of the innate realm, so naturally he did not attract Mo Mingtang's attention.

From beginning to end, Mo Mingtang didn't even look at Mu Feng.

At this time, Gan Zhenping lost his previous anger. He glared at Mu Feng fiercely and walked back to his room in disappointment.

"Mr. Mu, our room is here." Seeing that the situation calmed down, Feng Yujun wiped his forehead and sweated coldly, and took Mu Feng to the lounge of the General Military Region.

At this time, there was a middle-aged man in his fifties in his restroom. When he saw Feng Yujun coming back, the middle-aged man immediately stood up.

This middle-aged man looked a little vicissitudes. On his forehead, there was a fist-sized scar, which made him look a little hideous.

"Mr. Mu, this is Hongquan master, Mr. Hong Hefeng." Feng Yujun introduced.

"I have long admired Daming. When I saw you today, I didn't expect Brother Mu to be so young." Hong Hefeng laughed.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "It's all just a false name."

"How can it be a false name?" Hong Hefeng immediately said: "Continuous

Shooting two masters from the Japanese Martial Arts Federation is so arousing our Chinese warriors!"

Hong Hefeng said with emotion: "Since the Japanese Martial Arts Federation launched a congenital Great Perfection warrior, we have really suffered a lot of cowards in the past few years."

"Forget it, let's not talk about those unhappy things." Hong Hefeng waved his hand and smiled: "Without a young hero like Brother Mu, our Chinese martial arts finally have hope."

Hong Hefeng is very generous, and in a few words, Mu Feng developed a lot of favor towards him.

"Brother Mu, when this matter is over, why not go to my place to visit for a few days." Hong Hefeng smiled and said, "I happened to hold a jade conference."

Feng Yujun explained next to him: "Mr. Mu, Mr. Hong is the famous jade king in our Caiyun Province. His industries cover Southeast Asia and even the jade mines of the Myanmar military, which have his shares."

"Jade?" Mu Feng was interested in jade now, and he couldn't help but smile: "If I don't bother, I really want to go and see it. I'm very interested in jade."

"Hahaha, that's great. If I can invite Brother Mu, then my conference will add a lot of lottery." Hong Hefeng laughed happily.

Mu Feng said softly: "Brother Hong, I have a bad relationship with the Chinese Martial Arts Association now. Are you afraid that I will implicate you?"

"Implication? Humph, I haven't joined the Chinese Martial Arts Association." Hong Hefeng said with a disdainful look: "Besides, martial arts regard strength as the most important thing. If you want to move me, ask my fist first."

Hong Hefeng waved his fist and laughed: "To be honest, I don't care about those guys."

Hong Hefeng's realm barely reached the sixth level of the innate realm. His strength would not easily provoke him unless he had to.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Okay, then when this matter is over, I will definitely visit you."

Hong Hefeng obviously wanted to make friends with Mu Feng. He talked with Mu Feng from local customs to anecdotes of life. No matter what, Mu Feng is now the only one in Haizhou Province.

After about half an hour, a loud noise outside interrupted Hong Hefeng's words.

"Are those bastards coming again?" Hong Hefeng stood up.

Feng Yujun's face also became a little ugly, and he said, "They are really endless."

"What's going on?" Mu Feng looked at Feng Yujun.

Feng Yujun said in a deep voice: "The previous few

God, several Western countries that have gaps with our China formed an alliance, and they come to us almost every day to call."

"The two consultants of our General Military Region were injured by them."

Mu Feng frowned and said, "Don't Gan Zhenping and others care?"

"They? Humph, a group of profit-oriented villains." Hong Hefeng said with disdain: "They are thinking about how to preserve their strength so as to snatch the Buddha Dew Cloud Lotus!"

Feng Yujun nodded, his expression slightly depressed, and said, "They can sit still, but we can't. If we soldiers don't stand in front of us, who can stand in front of us?"

"Fuck! I'll go out and kill them now!" Hong Hefengteng stood up and rushed outside.

At this time, there were already whistles and insults outside.

"Mr. Hong." As soon as he saw Hong Hefeng rushing out, Feng Yujun immediately chased after him.

Mu Feng didn't expect that this would be in such a state of chaos. He thought to himself: "Kill a few people who are not open first and let them calm down."

At the entrance of the courtyard, more than a dozen white warriors were yelling and scolding. The white warrior in charge had a medal with seven gold stars hanging on his chest, standing at the door like a door god.

His eyes were full of disdain, and he let the warriors behind him shout loudly.

"This is the number one expert in France, David, and the World Hunter Association has just awarded him the title of Seven Star Hunter." Feng Yujun, as a spy in the General Military Region, has thoroughly investigated the details of these people.

"Team Leader Feng, you only have two people left. Are you still planning to fight?" At this time, Gan Zhenping walked out of the room.

A few days ago, two other warriors from the General Military Region had already fought with the warriors who came to provoke each other and suffered losses.

Gan Zhenping's eyes fell on Mu Feng and laughed: "I won't plan to let Mu Feng play this time, right? Tsk tsk, then we are looking forward to it very much. He is the number one expert in Haizhou Province, and it's scary just to hear this title."

Gan Zhenping's sarcasm immediately angered Hong Hefeng.

Hong Hefeng roared angrily: "Gan Zhenping, your Chinese Martial Arts Association dare not respond, so stand aside and shut up!"
Chapter completed!