Shen Yuxuan lowered his head, and a huge wave broke out in his heart.

The seemingly careless cold glance was filled with warning.

But this is not the reason why Shen Yuxuan was shocked and afraid.

After all, he is a top expert at the peak of Huajin, so how could he be moved by just a look?

What really scared him was the man's eyes.

The light red pupils are as transparent as amber, and they are shining with cold and ruthless light, like gods looking down at all living beings, high above, treating everything in the world as ants.

Grand Master of Danjin!

That man with a face covering, even if he is not the Grand Master of Danjin, is still a super strong man who is not inferior to the Grand Master of Danjin!

Shen Yuxuan suddenly felt his throat a little dry.

He never expected that in order to deal with the Wu Alliance, Cheng Ailun actually invited such a big shot.

Two super strong men at the level of Grand Master of Dan Jin, plus Song Xuan and Kong Li family, two super assassins who are proficient in assassination, no wonder Cheng Ailun is confident of killing Lin Chong.

However, judging from the meaning of the two super strong men, it seems that they are unwilling to reveal their identities in advance, otherwise the middle-aged man would be able to show off his power.

In just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through Shen Yuxuan's mind.

Xu Hailong, who was standing next to him, noticed something was wrong and looked at the masked man following Shen Yuxuan's gaze. However, the masked man had already withdrawn his gaze and became ordinary again.

Xu Hailong frowned, and his heart was full of doubts.

But he did not act rashly.

He has completed the task assigned by Lin Chong. Next, just wait and see what happens. Saving your life first is everything. There is no need to put yourself in for the Martial Alliance.

He even wanted the Wumeng and Cheng Ailun to fight both sides, so that he would have greater confidence in escaping without having to be as trembling as he is now and walking on thin ice.

Just as Xu Hailong was thinking, the tall and burly middle-aged man spoke lightly, with a low voice: "Why are there only a few people?"

Cheng Ailun's face was thrust, as if he was poked into the sore spot by a middle-aged man.

"The Wu Alliance's reaction was faster than I thought. From last night to early morning today, they launched a raid and captured many of our partners."

Cheng Ailun said calmly: "There are indeed a little fewer people, but the benefits of having fewer people are not what we thought we would have head-on to confront the Wu Alliance. The smaller the number of people, the more convenient it is to move."

"Hmph, don't make excuses for your failure."

The middle-aged man sneered and his eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Cheng, you'd better have remedies, otherwise you'll just wait for the blame to resign."

Cheng Ailun's face darkened, and his eyes gradually became sharper. He looked at the middle-aged man without any allowance and said coldly: "It's not your worries, Richard, I will take on the responsibility I should bear, you just need to cooperate

I'll do it, don't forget that I'm still the head of the Far East Intelligence Department."

The middle-aged man named Richard shrugged: "Whatever you want."

While speaking, two other women also jumped off the yacht deck and stood behind Richard.

As for the two men with faces, they seemed to be in the same group as Richard.

They picked up the half-person-high box, slowly jumped off the deck, walked to the side alone, and stood there with Cheng Allen and Richard.

Cheng Ailun glanced at the two masked men, and then quickly looked away as if he was electrocuted.

His movements were very subtle, but he did not escape Shen Yuxuan's eyes.

Shen Yuxuan felt a faint reverence and fear from Cheng Ailun's actions.

"Who are those two people...?

Shen Yuxuan's thoughts were changing, and various ideas came to him, but he could not form a complete idea.

Since he couldn't find a clue, Shen Yuxuan decided to wait and see what happened for the time being.

Richard looked around and swept the faces of Shen Yuxuan, Xu Hailong, Cha Tianqing, Duan Qifeng, Xiong Rui and others. His eyes narrowed slightly and said meaningfully: "Cheng, don't you introduce it to us?"

Cheng Ailun has returned to normal at this moment, with a smile on his lips and introduced in turn: "This is Mr. Chen from Changfeng Martial Arts Hall, this is Mr. Xu from Hailong Martial Arts Hall, this is Mr. Duan from Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall, this is Fengxiong Martial Arts Hall Mr. Guanxiong..."

After the introduction, Cheng Ailun pointed at Richard again and said to Shen Yuxuan, Xu Hailong and others: "This is my colleague, Richard Claymanson."

Richard changed his previous arrogant attitude and took the initiative to extend his hand to Shen Yuxuan, saying in a straightforward Yanhuang saying, "Mr. Chen, I'm lucky to know."

Shen Yuxuan's gaze moved down, stared at Richard's right hand for two seconds, and finally reached out to hold him, saying, "Good to know."

The next moment, the two of them held their hands together.

"Boom!"

The invisible energy swept across all directions with two people as the center.

Richard's expression remained unchanged, but his aura was rising steadily. His already tall and burly body became more and more majestic, as unattainable as mountains and ridges, making people feel a sense of looking up to him.

Shen Yuxuan's face was as deep as water, and he silently activated his energy to deal with Richard's pressing step by step.

His attention was all on the two unfathomable masked men, and thus he had a certain degree of contempt for Richard.

It was precisely because Richard saw this that he gave him a warning.

In Shen Yuxuan's perception, Richard's aura was like a surging flood, one stronger than another, as if there was no end, far beyond the ordinary master of Transformation and Power.

Moreover, Richard's inner breath is very pure, and it is not inferior to him. After at least decades of hard practice, he is definitely not a person who has become a monk halfway through the journey.

Shen Yuxuan suddenly took a step back, slid his arms slightly, took advantage of the opportunity to get rid of Richard's control, and then clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Richard is very good at martial arts, I admire him."

Richard raised his eyebrows, looked down at his right hand, and said with a smile: "You are not bad either."

Duan Qifeng, who watched the whole process, couldn't help but ask, "Where did you learn your martial arts?"

Duan Qifeng's personality is reckless and impulsive. At this moment, he will inevitably be abrupt. After all, he is not familiar with Richard.

A hint of displeasure flashed in Richard's eyes, and he took out his ears and was too lazy to answer.

Duan Qifeng thought Richard didn't hear it clearly, so he repeated the question.

Richard raised his chin slightly, pointed at his nose and said, "Are you asking me?"

Duan Qifeng nodded quickly.

"Sorry, nothing can be told."

Richard sneered and glanced at Duan Qifeng from the corner of his eyes: "On our side, the weak are not qualified to ask questions to the strong."

When Duan Qifeng heard this, his face suddenly turned as if he was slapped in the face.

humiliation!

Blatant humiliation!

What does the weak mean that the strong are not qualified to ask questions?

Who is the weak and who is the strong?
Chapter completed!