The leader of the zong was thinking about his tantalum coins, but there was no news for a long time. The visitor kept keeping his insults and made him restless.

"So, where are they?"

Zhao Hui pretended to be very upset and looked at the leader of the sect with apology and said, "Oh! You see, I forgot about this matter. That night, I was thinking about revenge, and the matter of tantalum coins was thrown out of the sky."

Zong Zewei's voice became louder and louder, and he couldn't control his excitement, "Zhang Mingwei died in front of everyone. How can I explain this? "

"This is hard to say..." Zhao Hui shook his head and thoughtful again.

"Let me tell me."

Zhao Hui carefully recalled the situation at that time, "After Zhang Mingwei's death, I saw your people rushing to various rooms, and they should have looked for them. At the same time, I also went to the basement to see them, but there was no Wang's Tantalum Coin. Your people were also present at that time, saying that I was not on Tantalum Coin, your people would always look for them with their hearts, right?"

Zong Zewei was speechless for a moment. He arranged for his subordinates to focus on finding Wang Zhitan coins in advance, but Zhao Hui said it, so he was embarrassed, "This..., I..."

"It's over!" Zhao Hui was suddenly shocked and slapped his head and stood up.

Zong Zewei didn't know why the other party made such a big move, and was surprised and looked at the young man blankly.

Zhao Hui immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet: "It must be those people..."

Cui Xiping was also anxious. She didn't know what Zhao Hui was selling, but it was really a big deal when she looked at his expression.

"who?"

Everyone was impatient, but Zhao Hui waited for a long time before saying with a utterance: "Isn't there a group of people who escaped and were let go?"

He was talking about those who were dismissed and unwilling to stay. The implication was that they took Zhang Mingwei's Wang Zhitan coins.

Zong Zewei was heartbroken. This possibility was completely equivalent to facts.

It seems that Zhao Hui and Cui Xiping were really thinking about taking revenge at that time, and they didn't expect that Wang Zhitan's coins might be taken away, so they let the group of people leave.

People who live by Zhang Mingwei every day naturally know what treasures the commander has. The most important thing is Wang Zhitan coins. In such a chaotic situation, they will definitely steal them.

No matter who it is or wherever you escape, you can exchange three kingly tantalum coins in your hand for a place to settle down. It is more likely to get a job and have no worries about food and clothing for life.

Zong Zewei felt even more convinced that the person who took Wang Zhitan coins to the Red Sect territory. If Zhao Hui did not know the truth, the analysis would be exactly the same as Zong Zewei.

But Zhao Hui was the winner, and three tantalum coins were in his hands and put in his close-fitting pocket. Cui Xiping knew when he changed his clothes, but the two were in the same group, so of course he understood the whole story of the incident.

Zong Zewei was very sorry for this, but fortunately, with Zhao Hui there, the young man promised that he would help him get nine king tantalum coins.

Zhao Hui seemed to see through the big monster's thoughts and said, "President of the Sect, please rest assured. No matter where Wang Zhitan coins are brought, Zhao will definitely help you find them."

"Is that true?"

Zhao Hui patted his chest, "One day you will see the nine kings of tantalum coins appear in my hands."

Zong Zewei reminded carefully: "It's six."

Zhao Hui found out that he had a slight mistake and immediately corrected: "Yes, there are still six."

"That's good, I've always been optimistic about you." Zong Zewei suddenly became happy again, because every time Zhao Hui said he would find Wang Zhitan coins, he never broke his promise, and believed that the guarantee would take effect this time.

Zhao Hui proposed his new conditions, "I also need the support of the leader of the Zong."

"Whatever, as long as you can do it."

Zhao Hui stared at the monster's expressionless face and said seriously: "Only if Cui Xiping gets your true support here, can she continue to sing with her, and it is good for you and her."

Zong Zewei laughed, "Don't worry about this, I promised that she would come forward and I would support you behind the scenes."

Zhao Hui said meaningfully: "I'm afraid the leader of the sect doesn't think so completely in his heart..."

Zong Zewei stood up, as if he wanted to show his sincerity to Zhao Hui, and said solemnly: "Mr. Zhao is too worried. As long as he can get nine king tantalum coins, Zong must do his best to assist Commander Cui."

In fact, there was another voice in his heart yelling that as long as he could get nine king tantalum coins, he would be willing to be a grandson for Cui Xiping now. He would unify the entire Storm World and even the third phase of the Blue Dream Home Immigration Star. This experience is nothing. Those who have accomplished great things since ancient times are not limited to trivial matters.

Zhao Hui nodded and reminded him: "President Cui hoped that you would come forward a few days ago to invite the leaders of major tribes, why didn't you arrive?"

"Mr. Zhao doesn't know anything. The orange area is very large and there are many leaders." Zong Zewei continued to explain, "I have arranged for my subordinates to notify you everywhere. Don't worry, I will be here in about one or two days."

Zhao Hui pretended to question: "Captain Zong is so shameful?"

"Mr. Zhao laughed. In the Orange Sect area, Zong is still a little appealing, except for Zhang Mingwei." Zong Zewei was very proud. Although there was nothing on his face, his body that was so excited that he trembled revealed his inner secret.

After looking at Cui Xiping, Zhao Hui knew that Zong Zewei was telling the truth. It seemed that the gathering of tribal leaders would be realized soon, and Zong Zewei would do his best to make everyone obey the new commander. He could also make profits from it. After all, Zhao Hui and Cui Xiping needed Zong Zewei's support, so without the transfer of interests, it would naturally not be called a transaction.

Under Zong Zewei's promotion, as he said, the leaders of all tribes came in two or three in one after another. They each brought at least ten guards to respond to threats during the conference.

For a time, outsiders were crowded with people in the headquarters building of Orange District, and the tribes set up tents, stretching for several kilometers.

Zhao Hui stood on the second floor and looked over. It was so lively. The more he reached this point, he was not happy at all, but was worried. The more people came, the more difficult it was to reconcile it, and the more demands, the more conflicts he had, the more conflicts he had.

Cui Xiping was also thinking about the problem. She was under less pressure at the moment. She always thought that Zhao Hui could handle everything and didn't have to worry too much.

Zong Zewei ran in and out to organize all kinds of things for everyone, striving to make everyone last until the moment of the conference. In order to wait for the people who arrived later, several major tribes who had already arrived first began to complain and had the idea of ​​going home.

I finally survived for another four days, but only one or two of them were gone.

"It will start tomorrow morning!" Cui Xiping nodded.

This direct call made Zong Zewei feel very upset, but he still conveyed her meaning.

The tents outside the headquarters were surprisingly quiet that night. I had enough trouble these days, but now I have clear instructions to let go. They need to rest well so that they can deal with abnormalities that occur at any time tomorrow, and they must be able to accumulate energy at this time.

The sun rose the next day, but the temperature was not as hot as the previous few days. Orange Zone is near the equator of the third phase of the Blue Dream Home Immigration Star. Although it will not be too cold in winter, the temperature will still drop by nearly ten degrees compared to the other three seasons.

The desert was filled with mist in the morning, and the few plants actually hung with water droplets, which looked very much like today's atmosphere.

Zong Zewei set up a high platform at the entrance of the headquarters yesterday. Cui Xiping sat in the middle, Zhao Hui on the left and himself on the right. On the surface, this is the symbol of the future Orange Zone pattern, and it is the world of the three of them.

At least that's what Zong Zewei thought.89
Chapter completed!