Qiu Hai looked at Fang Heng and was silent for a moment.
The more Fang Heng spoke casually, the less stable he felt in his heart.
"Do you need us to send someone to protect you?"
"No need, I won't make any big noise. I just went over to meet someone. Besides, it's not convenient for you to take action from the Western District Federation, right?"
"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to take you away and give you three days. Come back as soon as possible after everything is done. If you encounter trouble in the West District, please contact me immediately. Don't hold on."
Fang Heng nodded in response: "Okay."
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We took off the fastest flight overnight, and it was already the morning of the next day when the plane landed in a small edge town in the western federal district.
After getting off the airport, Fang Heng looked around and focused on a black business car next to the airport.
In the passenger seat of the business car, Zhong Haoyang took off his sunglasses, stuck his head out of the car window, and waved to Fang Heng.
Fang Heng stepped forward.
"Boss Fang, I'm sorry for asking you to come all the way here. The matter is urgent and we can only talk about it in person."
"You're welcome, I'm very sincere in cooperating." Fang Heng nodded, got into the business car, and said, "I hope my coming here this time will be valuable."
"Of course." Zhong Haoyang motioned to the driver to drive, and Fang Heng said: "The boss has decided, we will work together this time."
"Suddenly figured it out?"
"Well," Zhong Haoyang said with a solemn expression, "To tell you the truth, the Twelve Financial Groups took action against Jian Muzhi."
Fang Heng was stunned, "What? Are they fighting among themselves?"
The commercial vehicle entered a tunnel ahead.
"The blood clan's invasion of the real world did not achieve the results expected by the twelve chaebols. The blood clan king's coffin was lost. Two-thirds of the blood clan king's remains fell into the hands of major forces in the real world, and the remaining one-third
All the remains were fused into the body by Jian Muzhi."
"The Twelve Chaebols are very dissatisfied with this. They feel that Jian Muzhi has gradually lost control."
Zhong Haoyang told Fang Heng the intelligence he got from the Western District Federation, "Under pressure from the Central Federation, the Twelve Chaebols are planning to abandon Jian Muzhi this time and push him out. But before that, the Twelve Chaebols still want to get Jian Muzhi."
The remains of the vampire king in my hand."
"Jian Muzhi..."
Fang Heng murmured to himself and thought quickly in his mind.
He had met Jian Muzhi once, and judging from his aura alone, Jian Muzhi's strength level was not inferior to that of the vampire prince!
There are also the remains of the blood king.
The physical quality of the fused tyrant body is already extremely powerful, but even it will explode due to insufficient strength when it fuses and inherits the second king's remains!
Jian Muzhi was actually able to fuse three parts at the same time?
So how strong is his physical strength?
Fang Heng raised his head and asked: "I'm afraid it's not that easy for the twelve chaebols to deal with Jian Muzhi, right?"
"Well, we have also considered this, but the Twelve Chaebols seem very confident. After all, it is only the initial stage of the game, and the evaluation of the players' strength is limited. If the Inspection Bureau goes all out, it is absolutely impossible for Jian Muzhi to be able to withstand it in theory.
living."
Zhong Haoyang already had some calculations in his mind and continued: "In addition to this, there is another reason why the Twelve Financial Groups chose to deal with Jian Muzhi."
"Oh? What?"
Zhong Haoyang turned around and said with a wry smile: "That's you, Boss Fang."
"I?"
Fang Heng pointed to the tip of his nose, with a puzzled look on his face.
Soon, Fang Heng suddenly realized, "Are you referring to the end of the blood clan?"
"Well, Blood Doomsday is the foundation of the entire Western Federation in the primary game. A large part of the annual financial revenue comes from the Blood Doomsday game."
Zhong Haoyang said: "During this period, you have caused too much trouble in the Doomsday of the Blood Tribe. The entire Western District Federation is on guard against being invaded by you in the Doomsday of the Blood Tribe."
"Jian Muzhi has been controlling the apocalypse of the vampires all these years. The Twelve Chaebols do not have much control over the worlds of the vampires, and players of high-level games cannot enter the lower-level games to help."
Zhong Haoyang shook his head and sighed.
He didn't know how Fang Heng, a monster like him, developed so rapidly in the first-level game and made it difficult for the entire Western Federation. He didn't even know what method he used to persuade the Central Federation to grant him asylum.
"Jian Muzhi is seriously injured now. He is recuperating in the real world and cannot take care of the game world for the time being. However, the vampires in the game world all follow Jian Muzhi. If Jian Muzhi is not dealt with as soon as possible, the twelve chaebols are worried that the game world will continue to be invaded by you."
Fang Heng's eyes lit up and he laughed.
"So I tricked Jian Muzhi again?"
More than just a trick? You simply caused Jian Muzhi misery.
Zhong Haoyang smiled bitterly in his heart and continued: "Fang Heng, this time the twelve chaebols are out with all their strength, the probability that Jian Muzhi can escape is extremely small. Our boss decided to cooperate with you after thinking about it again and again. We have already communicated the conditions for cooperation in the previous game.
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Fang nodded and said: "Work together, you want to exchange for the remains of the blood king, right?"
"Yes, the rumors about that world are very credible, and we also want to get a ticket."
"make a deal."
Fang Heng agreed immediately.
It's just a ticket, nothing.
With the coffin and coffin of the vampire king in his own hands, who else is more confident than him in finding the entrance to that mysterious world?
After all, if you can't find the entrance to the world, it will be useless no matter how many tickets you have.
Fang Heng understood clearly that completing the mission of becoming the Lord of the Blood Realm was the most important thing at the moment.
After getting a general idea of what happened in the Western District Federation in the past two days, Fang Heng continued to ask: "Then where are we going now?"
"Southern Cross Island."
As the vehicle passed through the tunnel, Zhong Haoyang squinted his eyes under the dazzling bright light, "Over the years, the Twelve Chaebols have placed great trust in Jian Muzhi and raised funds to build a resort on Southern Cross Island."
"In fact, the Western District Federation secretly granted Jian Muzhi the right to establish a research base in the resort for research. Since the last time Jian Muzhi was seriously injured, he has been hiding in a special research institute to recuperate."
Fang Heng frowned, "Has the Federation already taken action?"
"Well, it's very strange. As soon as the news came out that the Twelve Financial Groups wanted to take action against Jian Muzhi, my boss informed you immediately. In theory, we still have to discuss it. We didn't take action so quickly. I didn't expect that the federal government was already in emergency at three o'clock this morning.
It may be that the pressure encountered in the game is too great."
"Is it my fault?" Fang Heng shrugged helplessly and said seriously: "So what's the situation? If the federation comes out in force, Jian Muzhi may not be able to withstand it, so we won't be in vain, right?"