The list currently known does not mean that it is the entire list of Ye Long's rumors.

Warrior organizations around the world are still secretly ready to move!

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Daxia National Conference Room.

Mr. Feng sat in the main seat, supporting his chin with both hands.

His eyes were covered by shadows and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

The conference room door was pushed open.

An old man wearing an old man's shirt and leaning on a cane walked in.

"It's so rare, you'll call me here."

The old man's surname is Cui, and he is the founding fathers like Mr. Feng.

He is quite low-key. Apart from the documents, only the old guys who work with him remember it.

"You must trust the younger generation more, otherwise you will not be able to retire."

Mr. Cui walked to the seat next to Mr. Feng and sat down.

Mr. Feng didn't say anything or look at him.

Mr. Cui realized that the atmosphere was wrong and immediately changed his expression.

Stand straight and wait for battle.

Soon, another person pushed the door open and came in.

When the two looked at each other, they found that they were young people, and their unhappiness flashed by.

"Old Feng, bad news, everyone else... has something to do..."

The young man whispered.

Bang--

Old Feng slapped the table in anger.

He said angrily: "Go and urge me again! No matter what method you use, find them for me!"

"Yes...yes!" The young man was stunned for a moment and ran out of the conference room like running away.

Seeing this, Mr. Cui looked heavier.

He rarely sees Mr. Feng lose his temper.

People like those sitting in their position always show their emotions without showing their emotions.

What exactly can make Mr. Feng hurriedly summon the founding fathers?

"What happened?" asked Mr. Cui.

Mr. Feng vented for a while, sat down again, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

He organized the language: "Ye Long was successfully caught."

That's good news.

But Mr. Cui didn't laugh.
Chapter completed!