In the next few hours, with the help of Ye Qingyang, Wenji was in a state of spiritual connection.
He sat cross-legged on the yoga mat, his graceful figure motionless, and his mind was filled with the scene in the Tianxiahui member's field of vision.
At the beginning, there was no valid information.
Until two hours passed, when Wenji suddenly felt tired.
Tianxiahui suddenly held a pre-game meeting.
This pre-match meeting, as the name suggests, is a meeting held by Tianxiahui internal staff about the operation of the boxing match before the start of the black market boxing match.
For example, the docking confirmation of the entire operation of the boxing match, how to deal with emergencies, and some instructions from the top of the World Association for this match, etc.
These are very important. Holding this meeting the day before the game will also impress everyone so that they will not forget what they should do.
This is an excellent investigative opportunity for Wen Ji.
Wenji immediately became energetic, sat cross-legged, and paid careful attention to the meeting.
"I saw it, I saw it!" Wenji muttered.
"What did you see?" Ye Qingyang asked.
Wen Ji said: "I saw the senior members of Tianxiahui who landed on the island this time!"
"Who is there?" Ye Qingyang asked.
"There is Situ Jing!" Wen Ji said fiercely.
She only had her enemies in her eyes, so she immediately saw Situ Jing sitting in the main seat of the conference hall.
Ye Qingyang rolled his eyes, it must be him, needless to say.
"Sister, please tell me in detail, who are the other senior executives?" Ye Qingyang asked.
The reason why Ye Qingyang did not bind the talisman to himself personally was because, even if he shared the same perspective with that Tianxiahui member, he did not know these people from the Tianxiahui.
This is not the case for Wen Ji. Not only has she participated in black market boxing matches in the past, but she has also been involved in the underground world of Qingzhou City for many years by virtue of her identity as the boss's goddaughter.
Therefore, it is natural to know the senior personnel of Tianxiahui.
Wenji said: "Don't be anxious, just listen to me slowly!"
Ye Qingyang lazily lay down on the sofa: "Okay, I'll listen slowly!"
Wen Ji was already sweating on her forehead at this time, and it could be clearly seen that this state was also very tiring.
"Almost all the top leaders of Tianxiahui are dispatched!" Wen Ji said excitedly: "The four heavenly kings of Tianxiahui and the twenty-eight Arhats under the four kings are also here!"
Ye Qingyang frowned, dumbfounded: "This world will be like a martial arts novel, and there will be kings and arhats. Is there such a strong sense of ritual?"
Wen Ji said: "The World Society advocates force. Although their people cannot be called heroes, they are all heroes. They like the pleasure of chivalry and decisive killing. Therefore, the World Society has always billed itself as the maintenance of the order of the underground world.
Those who think they are the righteous party!"
"Haha!" Ye Qingyang sneered: "To put it bluntly, it's just wearing the cloak of righteousness, trying hard to win over the strong, and gathering money!"
"Brother Qingyang, your summary is quite insightful!" Wen Ji said.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Wen Ji's expression suddenly changed dramatically.
"He's actually here too!"
"Who?" Ye Qingyang asked.
"Unknown Elder!" Wen Ji said: "The most mysterious and powerful existence in the Tianxiahui, Situ Jing must be polite in front of him. If he wants to be the number one in the Tianxiahui, Situ Jing must obediently give up!"
"Is there such a number one person?" Ye Qingyang said with a faint smile.
"The nameless elder is the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Tianxiahui. Normally the five elders will not attend the event. Unexpectedly, he actually came to the scene this time." Wen Ji said: "I heard that he seems to be very sad recently because he also has a junior brother.
My surname is Bai, my ability is average. He passed away some time ago. He died in a small mountain village. His body has just been found..."
Ye Qingyang smiled coldly.
The person Wenji was talking about was the old man Bai who fell off the cliff and was bitten alive by wolves.
It turns out that Old Man Bai has such a powerful senior brother!
The nameless elder sounds quite bluffing, but who knows whether it is true or false!
"Is there any other personnel information?" Ye Qingyang asked.
Wen Ji said: "The rest are all minor roles, the kind that can't even sit at the table in meetings, they are not worth mentioning!"
"However, what is a little strange is that, when I took a closer look, one of the Twenty-eight Arhats was missing!"
"I remember there used to be a man with scars on his face. He was very fierce-looking and left a deep impression on me. I heard that he was extremely fast and a very powerful assassin. He was called the Phantom Arhat. I didn't see him this time.
Get to him!"
Ye Qingyang laughed: "Sorry, that man was killed by me a few days ago!"
"Ah?" Wen Ji was surprised: "Did you kill him?"
"Otherwise, how do you think I got into the detention center?" Ye Qingyang said.
"So..." Wen Ji suddenly realized something: "Would anyone in the world recognize you?"
Ye Qingyang said: "If they could recognize me, they would have recognized me a long time ago. Didn't you notice that I came here this time and put on a little disguise? Moreover, at best, they have seen my photos and never seen me in person. This time
As long as I don't use my real name, they won't think of me!"
As he spoke, Ye Qingyang shook his disheveled hairstyle, his sad stubble and blurred eyes, more like a street beggar with no wine and a story.
"Oh, your look is indeed a little different from before! I thought you were doing some kind of performance art!" Wen Ji said.
Ye Qingyang: "..."
Wen Ji said: "But for black market boxing matches, the bosses of each force must register with their real names, but the boxers do not need to. As long as they have a nickname or a nickname that can be called by others! So, if you are a boxer, if your identity
, you don’t need to tell your real name!”
"Haha!" Ye Qingyang sneered: "It seems that in this competition, the boxers are really not regarded as human beings!"
After some investigation, Wen Ji also found out clearly the personnel dispatched by the Tianxiahui this time.
Although this kind of spiritual connection can only share vision and cannot share senses such as hearing and smell, Wenji still basically understood the content of this meeting through her own intelligence.
Every year, Tianxiahui looks for some outstanding players in black market boxing matches, offers them an olive branch, and recruits them to join Tianxiahui.
Those twenty-eight Arhats are the boxers recruited in previous black market boxing matches.
But this year, they seem to be even more eager to recruit strong people.
Therefore, they increased their efforts to recruit boxers and provided more favorable conditions.
Moreover, in this black market boxing match, Tianxiahui also had boxers participating, and they vowed to win the first place, making the reputation and status of Tianxiahui even stronger.
As for the other contents of the meeting, there wasn't much useful information, and Wen Ji didn't bother to think about it.
After several hours of investigation, Wen Ji was already a little exhausted.
"Brother Qingyang, come and help sister!" Wen Ji said.
Ye Qingyang stepped forward and helped Wenji.
However, Wenji fell into Ye Qingyang's arms.
At this time, Wen Jixiang was dripping with sweat and her breath was like blue. She put her green and white jade arms around Ye Qingyang's neck and whispered in Ye Qingyang's ear: "Brother Qingyang, my sister is weak all over and sweating a lot. Can you help me?"
Are you busy?"
"What's the deal?"
"Take my sister to the bathroom and help her change her clothes, okay?"
Wen Ji looked at Ye Qingyang charmingly, biting her lower lip, her eyes very provocative.
