The war in Africa is in full swing, but not many people know about it. However, there are at least two people who know it well. One is naturally Elder Long, and the other is the Third Elder.
At this time, he was standing silently on the balcony of the villa on the second floor, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance. Outside the window was a drizzle of rain, gently beating on the window in front of him. Dressed in a black Tang suit, he looked...
A feeling of loneliness and loneliness.
"Blood Guard, I heard that the Dragon Soul took action. The Dragon Soul mercenary army, which had been dormant for more than ten years, just took action and killed the Dragon Slaying mercenary army. It can be said that it is a great success!" The third elder did not look back.
said softly.
The Blood Guard, who stood there like a javelin, heard the words and said softly: "Lord, please let me go to Africa. Although Qin Feng's mercenaries are all warriors, but there are no masters in charge, they can't resist the sharp dragon soul.
attack."
"Can you resist it?" The third elder turned back and glanced at him lightly, and said lightly: "Qin Feng's mercenary originally existed to attract the attention of the dragon soul. Now that he has attracted the dragon soul,
It’s over, you should seize the time to prepare for the important things.”
"Yes!" Blood Guard hurriedly lowered his head and agreed, but a flash of regret flashed in his eyes. Dragon Soul, the man who always weighed on his heart like a mountain, brought him too much depression. He had too many
I wanted to lift up the mountain here myself, but unfortunately, I never had the chance.
"How is the training of the Dragon Claw Guards going?" the third elder asked softly.
"Nine thousand masters have been selected, and now there are only 300 left. Each one is a master who has experienced hundreds of battles. They are subordinates. They can only deal with five at most, and they can't handle any more." Blood Guard said solemnly.
road.
"Three hundred people?" The third elder raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Three hundred people are too many. I only need a hundred people. You can make arrangements."
"Yes!" the Blood Guard agreed, but a look of unbearability flashed in his eyes. Three hundred elite warriors, three hundred elite warriors who were killed out of nine thousand people, each of them has experienced hundreds of battles and has nothing to lose.
Exaggeration. They have more scars on their bodies than the beasts that hunt in the jungle all day long.
The terrifying murderous aura in them was even crazier than that of wild beasts. Sometimes even he felt secretly frightened, but now just for the Lord's words, the remaining two hundred people would sleep forever.
into the hands of our compatriots.
"Blood Guard, I know what you are doing here may be a bit cruel, but you have to know that Dragon Soul and other Old Man Long's guards are not so easy to deal with. As far as I know, Old Man Long also has dozens of elite subordinates.
They are code-named Golden Dragon and Silver Dragon respectively. Although I don’t know their specific number, each of them is as good as one against a hundred. Even if they are compared to you, I am afraid they won’t be far behind!”
The third elder turned his head, his bright eyes like blades, with an icy chill: "If we don't have an absolute elite, always strong power, what can we use to fight against Old Man Long? In another year, we will just protect him.
The high-level meeting of the Dragon Clan has begun, and Old Man Long will announce who is his heir. If he is sensible, it would be best to choose the Snow Sword, otherwise, I can only go and get it myself."
"When the time comes, I will ask you to clear the obstacles for me, do you understand?" the third elder said solemnly.
"My subordinates will risk their lives to complete the mission. Please rest assured, Your Majesty." The Blood Guard said respectfully with a straight look on his face.
The third elder nodded gently, waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. From now on, the Wugen plan will be fully implemented, and you will be responsible for everything here!"
"Yes!" The blood guard nodded and retreated respectfully.
The so-called Wugen plan started from several simultaneous moves. The first was to deal with Tang Feng. Elder Long secretly helped the boy named Tang Feng, and the third elder had always seen it. As the third elder of the Baolong clan, there was nothing wrong with him.
You can hide it from him.
Since Mr. Long intends to train Tang Feng as his successor, he should get rid of Tang Feng first to see who else he can hand over his great cause to?
On the other hand, it is aimed at the descendants of some key figures of the Baolong clan, kidnapping, tempting, in short, no matter what method is used, to induce them to violate the rules of the Baolong clan. It is really impossible to kidnap them directly. In this way,
Their pigtails and even their offspring are directly in their hands.
When the time comes, can we still have them not support us?
Of course, these actions will only be carried out at the last critical moment. Of course, the third elder will not start them in advance, so as not to be discovered by others and damage his own position. But from now on, he will slowly start to implement them.
Winning over the senior leaders of the Baolong Clan and slowly accumulating energy for the future.
"Grandpa!" A young man in white as snow walked over slowly, with two slender sword eyebrows like two dragons playing with pearls, with an unconcealable arrogance and arrogance straight into his temples, and the straight bridge of his nose.
Like Kunlun lying on the plain, distant and cold.
A pair of cold eyes, as deep as frozen lake water, showing a strange blue color, and the occasional flash of divine light is more like a sharp sword, with a suffocating coldness!
He is wearing a black Chinese tunic suit that is fit and noble. The most exaggerated thing is that he has long blue hair. What does it mean to be heroic? What does it mean to be graceful? What does it mean.
Unfortunately, the fly in the ointment is that the corners of his mouth are too thin, giving people a feeling of arrogance and unfeeling. Especially when he bends downward, it makes people feel as if his eyes are on the top of his head!
The word "arrogant" is simply tailor-made for this person!
However, this does not affect his appearance, especially his gentle and heroic temperament, which makes people who see him can't help but shine. This is what a beautiful man in troubled times should be like.
Human right?
"Xue Jian, why are you down here?" The third elder chuckled. This young man is naturally his only grandson, Xue Jian.
"Grandpa, did the Dragon Soul go to Africa? And the Qin Feng mercenaries?" Xuejian did not answer the third elder's words, but walked straight to the side, looking at the world outside the window and said in a deep voice.
"As long as you can get to that position, even the Dragon Soul mercenaries are yours, so why care about a small Qin Feng mercenary?" the third elder said calmly.
Xuejian turned his head and glanced at him, and said softly: "Do you think I can sit in that seat?"
"Hahaha, why not?" The third elder said calmly: "Grandpa has been one of the most powerful men in the world all his life. I can never let you follow my old path. What you want to do is to be the most powerful man in the world.
A powerful man, not one!”
Xue Jian nodded fiercely, and when he turned his head, he didn't know what he was thinking in his cold eyes! But the third elder looked at his back with pity, and there was an indescribable determination in his eyes.
!
Now that night has come, day will come at an unstoppable pace. On the road from Province N to Province S, a seemingly ordinary Audi A6 followed the traffic and moved forward quickly.
Tang Feng yawned softly, curled up in the car seat behind and squinted comfortably. He sent the black-clad handsome guards to the northeast. He knew that at the critical moment, Xiaomao was beside him to command Liangzi.
With the secret cooperation of Erzi, the number of people in this team is small, but they can accomplish many great things with their skills.
There was a nail set there, and he was relieved a lot. Now, before he could spare the time to go back, he had to see what happened in the dark hall. What is the background of this Xuanlang?
Dare you make such a big noise here?
"Where are you now?" Tang Feng said calmly.
The person driving in front was an old man from a club sent by Ghost Face. He was nicknamed Fat-headed Fish just because he had a big head. Now that he heard Tang Feng's question, he immediately said respectfully: "Boss, we are now in NY.
We are about to enter Province S."
Tang Feng nodded. When he was here, Fathead Fish glanced at the reflector and said softly: "Boss, there is a car following us behind, what should we do?"
"What kind of car? When did you catch up?" Tang Feng didn't get up, and was still lazily leaning on the car seat at the back. This time he brought a younger brother from Fat Tou Yu. Here it was because of Fat Tou Yu's outstanding driving skills, as a club
The loyalty of the old brothers can also make people feel more at ease.
But looking at his rotten belly, one cannot have any confidence in his skills.
"It's a Changhe car. I can't see how many people are sitting in their car, but I have tried to overtake it many times, and they have been following us. I suspect they followed us when we were in LY."
The fat-headed fish said calmly.
"Changhe? Are the four people in our circle still going to be overtaken by them? Get rid of them!" Tang Feng said softly.
"No way, boss, their car has been modified and there is no way to get rid of them!" Fathead Fish said solemnly.
"A Changhe, it seems like they didn't find out my identity, but how could they follow us? Forget it, never mind, go to a small restaurant in front and stop for a meal and see what they plan to do
What are you doing?" Tang Feng said and then gently closed his eyes.