When Xu Qingyun was on the phone with Xiao Ziyang before, Xiao Ziyang said that he would send someone to pick him up and dispose of the body.
The name of the person mentioned is Yang Yongchang, the national protector stationed in Sichuan.
Yang Yongchang heard Xu Qingyun's question, nodded and said:
"it's me."
Immediately, Yang Yongchang looked at Xu Qingyun and asked:
"Excuse me, where is the guest of the Protectorate Mansion that I am going to welcome?"
Xu Qingyun smiled and nodded:
"I am."
"What?"
Yang Yongchang was stunned when he heard this and didn't react. After a while, he looked at Xu Qingyun in astonishment and said in surprise:
"Are you the guest minister of the Protectorate Mansion that Xiao Shuai mentioned?!"
Xu Qingyun did not answer, but directly took out a token and showed it to Yang Yongchang.
Yang Yongchang confirmed Xu Qingyun's identity with just one glance.
The token that Xu Qingyun took out was the token of the guest minister of Huguo Mansion.
Yang Yongchang quickly put away his suspicious look, looked respectful, and gave a slight salute:
"Yang Yongchang of the National Protectorate meets with the senior guest minister!"
Although Yang Yongchang was still shocked that the guest minister of the National Protectorate was so young, he could still see that the identity token could not be forged.
Yang Yongchang even guessed in his mind whether this young man had practiced some secret technique to rejuvenate his youth. His actual age was already over a hundred years old.
"Okay, no need to be so polite."
Xu Qingyun waved his hand and said.
Mo Yanyu on the side did not introduce herself.
Xu Qingyun looked at Yang Yongchang and said:
"Xiao Ziyang should have told you what you came here to do, right?"
Yang Yongchang nodded quickly:
"Shuai Xiao has already told me to come over to greet you, your guest, and to help dispose of the body of the intruder."
Hearing this, Xu Qingyun looked behind Chaoyang Yongchang, and then looked at Yang Yongchang doubtfully:
"Only you?"
Yang Yongchang was a little confused as to why Xu Qingyun asked such a question, but he still nodded in response:
"It's just me."
"How are you going to dispose of the body alone!"
Xu Qingyun said angrily.
It's just a matter of handling a few corpses. Isn't it enough by myself?
The look on Yang Yongchang's face was noticed by Xu Qingyun, and he shook his head gently.
Xu Qingyun said:
"Come with me!"
Yang Yongchang was a little confused, but he still followed Xu Qingyun's footsteps and walked towards the back.
Xu Qingyun turned his right hand, a flashlight appeared in his hand, and he turned on the flashlight.
At this time, the two of them also came to the open space behind the car.
The bright light of the flashlight shines through, plus the moonlight in the sky.
Yang Yongchang's pupils shrank suddenly, his body trembled, and he stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
On the road, thirteen corpses were neatly lined up.
Shocking and shocking.
Many of these corpses were separated and put back together, and some were directly broken into two parts, with blood flowing all over the floor.
Thirteen people, without exception, all died with their eyes open.
"This...this...this..."
Yang Yongchang's body trembled and he almost collapsed to the ground.
As a protector general stationed in Sichuan Mansion, he was well-informed and had seen corpses before, but the sudden appearance of thirteen such corpses still shocked him.
Looking carefully, it seems that many of these thirteen corpses look familiar.
Most of them are wanted criminals who have information within the Protectorate and are on the list.
All of them have the strength of Heavenly Realm Grandmaster or above.
This guest from the Protectorate Mansion killed thirteen top masters!
OMG!
If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it.
Thirteen corpses, no wonder this guest just said he was the only one?
He really couldn't handle thirteen corpses by himself.
When Yang Yongchang received the order, he thought there were only three or two corpses, but he never expected that there were thirteen corpses of top masters.
Xu Qingyun ignored Yang Yongchang's gaffeful reaction, but kept to himself and said:
"I just thought about it. Their martial arts alliance sent thirteen top masters to surround me. Should I also give them a big gift?"
"I want to take a photo of all the thirteen people and post it in the warrior forum so that the people in the martial alliance can appreciate it. I believe they will like this gift I gave them very much."
"Mr. Yang, what do you think? I want to leave this matter to you."
Xu Qingyun finally looked at Yang Yongchang.
After Yang Yongchang heard this, he recovered from the shock.
He turned to look at Xu Qingyun, bowed deeply, and said word by word with a serious face:
"Your Excellency, please rest assured, I will live up to my mission and deliver this great gift to the Martial Alliance!"
When Xu Qingyun heard this, he laughed, and his smile was so bright.
Then Xu Qingyun drove Yang Yongchang's car and left with Mo Yanyu first.
Yang Yongchang stayed to take care of the corpses. He was waiting for someone to come over to deal with them. In addition to taking pictures as Xu Qingyun said, these corpses also had to be transported away and could not be left here.
There are also damaged roads that need to be repaired.
China, known as the infrastructure madman, can only repair these damaged roads in a day or two at most.
…
In the early morning, the sun rises.
Some warriors who have finished their training habitually take out their mobile phones and check warrior forums online.
This has become a habit of many warriors.
One piece of big news came into their eyes, some were worried, some were excited, some were shocked...
Last night, more than a dozen Chinese geniuses were surrounded and killed by the invaders, and several people were killed or injured.
The Buddhist girl Fang Jing was surrounded and attacked by three heavenly realm masters and two great avenue masters, killing four of them. She finally broke out of the siege, but was seriously injured and disappeared.
Zhenwu Shaolin, monk Fulong, encountered a surprise attack, five people surrounded and killed him, and faced a life and death crisis. At the last moment, a strong man from the National Protectorate arrived and rescued Fulong.
He was arrogant and was ambushed at the same time.
Although the National Protectorate, Dragon Soul Pavilion, and Demon Suppression Division have given full support, several geniuses have still fallen.
The three major organizations of the National Protectorate also suffered certain casualties during the support process.
Makes people sad.
But it is not without good news. The invaders who surrounded and killed Tianjiao suffered nearly a hundred casualties.
After this incident, they were hit hard.
Every Chinese warrior who looked at the news on the warrior forum had mixed emotions.
This is really a war, a war between Chinese warriors and overseas warriors.
Just when everyone was feeling sad, a new post was just sent out.
The content of the post shocked everyone.
"Master Xu, the guest minister of the Protectorate, is a genius of the world. With one man and one sword, he killed the thirteen top masters of the Martial Alliance!"
As soon as the post was posted, countless Chinese warriors were dumbfounded, horrified and in disbelief.
"It's true! One person killed thirteen top masters!"
"Master Xu, the guest minister of the Protectorate Mansion, the most talented person in the world!?"
"This is cheating! It's so fierce!"
"The Protectorate is not trying to stabilize people's hearts by publishing false news!"
"Shut up upstairs, read the content of the post before you speak, there are pictures and the truth!"
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The entire warrior forum was completely ignited because of this news.