Everyone was talking hard, and suddenly they heard clear footsteps in their ears.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!Dong!"

The footsteps were heavy and powerful, as if they were stepping on everyone's hearts.

"who?"

In an instant, more than a dozen cloaked figures turned their heads in unison and looked at the place where the sound came.

The first thing that caught their eyes was an extraordinarily burly and sturdy muscle monster.

He is nearly 2.5 meters tall, and his muscles are swelling to an exaggerated level. His eyes are flashing with red lights in the darkness, full of ferocious and cruelty.

Compared with this muscle monster, the other two people seemed inconspicuous.

One of them has a tall figure, straight nose, bright and three-dimensional facial features. Although his hair is black, he has obvious characteristics of mixed race.

The other person is thin, ordinary in appearance, cold and sinister, and his whole body exudes an uncomfortable atmosphere.

These two people are Cheng Ailun and Cha Tianqing.

After recognizing the identities of the two, the group of figures in cloaks suddenly relaxed.

"Sorry, something happened, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Cheng Ailun walked towards the crowd calmly and smiled as he walked.

"It's okay, we've just arrived soon."

A strange voice rushed to say, "Mr. Cheng, we have done everything you told me. When will we leave?"

"Walk?"

Cheng Ailun raised his eyebrows: "Where to go?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became stiff.

Everyone in the cloak looked at each other, and after seven or eight seconds someone said, "Mr. Cheng, are you kidding us?"

Cheng Ailun spread his hands: "I really don't understand what you mean. I finally cut off the Wumeng hand in Bigang City. We should take advantage of the victory to pursue it, why should we leave?"

"This is different from what we agreed in advance."

After a brief silence, another harsh voice sounded: "Mr. Cheng, we have fulfilled our obligations, and you should not go back on your word."

"All right."

Cheng Ailun shrugged and said seriously: "I know you are worried about the revenge of the Wu Alliance. I hereby promise you that as long as you do the last thing, I will take you to the White Eagle Federation and enjoy endless wealth and honor in the second half of your life. How about it?"

Seeing Cheng Ailun seemingly trying to be content with them, everyone in the cloak couldn't help but grit their teeth secretly and felt resentful.

However, Cheng Ailun is the martial arts master of the peak of the spiritual transformation and half-step Danjin. They can't beat them at all. What if they get angry again?

"What do you want us to do?" asked a cold and dumb voice.

Cheng Ailun wrapped his arms around his chest and looked around with his eyes.

His eyes were shining in the dark, as if there were flames burning: "You must have heard of the new leader of the Martial Alliance named Lin Chong, right?"

Someone asked coldly: "What if I heard of it?"

"So you know that he has arrived in Bigang City and held a press conference and vowed to avenge the dead members of the Martial Alliance."

Cheng Ailun's tone was slow, but what he said made everyone present change color at the same time: "I call you all to tell you this news and discuss the next charter."

As soon as he finished speaking, the beach exploded.

"What?"

"Lin has come to Bigang City again?"

"You're not kidding us, are you?"

"As he is the dignified leader, he actually ran all the way to the south for a trivial matter?"
Chapter completed!