Strands of the Templar gave Long Qiyi information about the chess pieces ambushed by major Western secret forces, and Lin Xian actually said the same thing. Obviously, the chess pieces given by Strands were not complete.

Is a portion of absorbent alloy really such a terrifying attraction?

Obviously, this has exceeded Long Qi's expectations too much.

Looking at Long Qiyi's frowning face, Lin Xian smiled and said lightly:

"Go and solve the troubles in the inner city. Even if you have a foundation and a foundation, you have the chance to take off. If you can't even solve the troubles in the inner city, then, I'm thinking, some of the people behind you who look at you will definitely be disappointed."

Long Qi looked at Lin Xian and always felt that Lin Xian's eyes were as clear as watching the fire.

But he couldn't get a certain thing from his mouth.

After coming out of the study, Long Qi was still a little dazed.

"Boy, come here."

With a greeting, Long Qi raised his head. Old Master Lin changed his clothes, wearing a double-breasted jacket, rolled up his trouser legs barefoot, and was actually hoeing the floor with a hoe.

Long Qi walked over and couldn't help but sigh:

"Mr. I believe that the meeting today was also proposed by your son? You are so calculating, you are such a scheming!"

Mr. Lin threw the hoe on his hand, looked at him with a smile and said:

"I don't have the heart to plot against you. I just want to protect myself. So think about it carefully. The power of the Hongmen will serve as your strong backing."

Long Qiyi curled his lips:

"As far as I know, two-thirds of the power of the Hongmen were pulled away by Zhu Qing. You can't take care of yourself, so don't talk big."

Old Master Lin smiled faintly, a light flashed in his eyes, and a domineering aura suddenly burst out from his body.

The heroic nature made Long Qi tremble for a moment.

"Zhu Qing? Haha, something like a pig or dog. Not to mention the three kings joining forces, even ten Zhu Qings are bullshit! Do you really think I don't have a trump card in my hand? I will tell you the truth. Those bastards were deliberately kept by me."

Long Qi looked at Mr. Lin blankly, then gasped.

Immediately afterwards, he gave Mr. Lin a big thumb.

Expert!

Awesome!

A cruel person!

He suddenly realized that he had nothing to say, whether in front of Mr. Hu or in front of Mr. Lin.

Which old fox like this has practiced no more than a thousand times more advanced?

I am worried about nothing, I am so full.

This old fox said so bluntly, but Long Qi didn't understand it, wouldn't he let down his IQ of 18?

Although this IQ is actually used to study women's underwear sizes.

Boy, please beg me quickly, please beg me, I will tell you.

The old fox’s approach is nothing more than treating Zhu Qing and others as whetstones.

Lin Ba is that knife.

If Lin Ba's wife takes over the sect leader with an ordinary wife, she will not be able to suppress these veterans in terms of prestige.

Not to mention, the power in the hands of the Four Kings is simply terrifying.

With the capital as the core, the four directions radiate thousands of kilometers from southeast, west and north to north, all belong to the Four Kings respectively.

The structure of the Hongmen is divided into two sets.

Four kings and eight gods, eight halls inside and outside.

If the Hongmen is compared to one court, the four kings are equivalent to the chief officials of the border.

The Eight Gate Gods are equivalent to senior officials in the capital. The positions of the two are slightly worse, but they are too different in terms of strength and authority.

In fact, in the capital, the status of the four monarchs and eight gods is comparable to that of the second and third-rate families in the inner city.

Therefore, when Xia Qingtian's son Xia Kun dared to force Zhao Yunan to drink at Boss Zheng's roaring bar.

And it was after knowing that Zhao Yunan's father was a lieutenant general in the army.

This is Xia Kun’s confidence.

That night, even Li Tianhe or the princes of some other third-rate families in the inner city would probably not dare to really go against Xia Kun.

This is the awesomeness of Hongmen.

"Old man, just give me a good word. What should I do before you can show your trump card for me!"

Mr. Lin smiled:

“It’s simple too.”

Hearing this sentence, Long Qi turned around and left:

"The green mountains remain unchanged, the green water flows forever, goodbye, old man."

The two words that Long Qi fears the most now are simplicity.

Especially the simple words that come out of the mouth of this old fox.

I was plotted by my grandfather and got a simple task. What about now?

Simple, your sister.

"Little bastard, don't leave!"

When he saw Long Qi's head, Mr. Lin suddenly became anxious.

"You come back, I promise, it's really simple."

Long Qi turned around now:

“Really simple?”

“Simple guaranteed.”

Long Qiyang snorted proudly before turning around.

He is not a fool. When the old guy grasps him, he can completely pat his butt and leave.

Anyway, Lin Ba is carrying it there.

The old and the young sat on the edge of the flower field for more than two hours. After Long Qi came out of the back door of the Lin family's old house, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

After finally refusing Mrs. Lin's enthusiasm to keep him, he drove home directly.

There was no fourth person in the world who happened to be a conversation in the old house of Lin's family, but Long Qi knew that whether it was Lin Xian talking to him or Mr. Lin talking to him, if it was spread, it would definitely cause a hurricane in the capital.

Zhu Shihai's book of war has become a chance for Long Qi.

There is still one week before the challenge day.

Then, this week is enough to prepare a big show for him.

If Zhu Shihai loses, will the Zhu family withdraw from the inner city?

Surely not.

Then, let’s take the Zhu family first.

Late at night that day, Long Qi followed Lin Xian's instructions and arrived at the lakeside behind the manor.

In the dark night, a breeze blew, and Long Qi couldn't help but shivered.

He rarely gets so nervous again.

But at this time, he was extremely nervous.

In Long Qi's understanding, Master Zhuo Qingcang is the truly well-deserved best-selling figure in the world.

And he entered the ranks of innate masters at a young age, and he was actually very proud.

But since the master said something about the eighteenth grade of the innate, his compassion disappeared completely.

Zhuo Qingcang's strength is the fifth-grade innate level, and Lin Xian is probably comparable to him.

When Lin Xian talked about these twelve sword elders, he brought a sincere respect to his tone.

Perhaps, this is because the twelve sword elders have high identities.

However, Lin Xian is the leader of the Sword Sect.

So, at least, the strength of these twelve sword elders is probably not much lower than that of Lin Xian, right?

So, what awesome character is this?

Twelve!

Thinking that there were twelve of this kind of existence around him, Long Qi's various worries were thrown into the sky.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly looked up and saw a pair of eyes looking at him.
Chapter completed!