Yang Jianfeng glanced at Wei Xiongwu and gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that you said it was right last time. That kid has a deep relationship with the Canglong Team."

"But no matter who he is, taking action in our martial arts area is already provoking Long Xia's majesty!

"This time, I not only want to prevent Hong Feilong from turning over, but also let that kid become Long Xia's enemy!"

Wei Xiongwu had a little more excitement in his eyes: "Brother Yang, what are you going to do?"

Yang Jianfeng did not reply, but took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

The phone number was not connected after more than ten seconds, and Yang Jianfeng said directly: "Master, I have something very important to report to you."

Upon hearing this, Wei Xiongwu next to him shook his body, and Yang Jianfeng had only one master, that is the famous sword god of war today!

"I didn't expect Yang Jianfeng to report this matter directly to the God of Blade War. Su Feng, I'm afraid no one can save you this time!"

Wei Xiongwu kept sneering in his heart.

Yang Jianfeng respectfully reported the matter to the God of Blade War, and after receiving the response, he hung up the phone.

"Brother Yang, what did he say about the God of Blade War?"

Wei Xiongwu asked tentatively.

"My master said he would report this to the elders in Longdu. We just need to wait for Hong Feilong to come to apologize!"

Yang Jianfeng's face was filled with a cold smile!

On the other side.

After Hong Feilong returned to his office, he did nothing and just looked at the phone on the desktop.

Sure enough, within half an hour, the phone rang and it was a special number.

Hong Feilong picked it up directly, "I am Hong Feilong."

"I am the fourth elder, Feilong, you should know why I called you, right?" A thick old man's voice came from the phone.

Hong Feilong nodded: "I know, it's about the beaten incident of the Blade Team coach Yang Jianfeng?"

"Yes, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation for this."

The fourth elder's voice was very calm, but Hong Feilong had no doubt about what kind of anger he would face if he could not explain.

Because this old man, the manager of Long Xia, even the God of Blades in front of him, he had to temporarily hide his sharpness.

Hong Feilong took a deep breath, without saying nonsense, and directly told Su Feng and his possession of the Canglong Team's military talisman.

After hearing this, the fourth elder became restless: "What did you say? That young man possesses the military talisman of the Canglong War God and the orthodox Canglong Fist?"

"That's right, if I guess correctly, he should be the successor of the Canglong War God."

Hong Feilong said truthfully.

The fourth elder fell into deep silence and asked after a long time, "Can I see him?"

Hong Feilong smiled bitterly: "Fourth Elder, this is not something I can decide. Mr. Su doesn't seem to want to see the senior executives of Long Xia now. He has repeatedly told me not to reveal his identity. If this kind of thing hadn't happened this time, I probably wouldn't have told me."

The fourth elder was silent again, as if thinking.

This time, after five minutes, he finally spoke: "I understand. Since that's the case, I won't see him for the time being. As for this matter, let's just forget about it. I will say it on the Blade Team."

"As for Su Feng's identity, from now on, it is my top secret from Longdu. Without my approval, the Hong family will not be allowed to tell anyone."


Chapter completed!