Chen Xinyan was not the only one waiting for Jiang Ye's message by the river. Big bosses such as Zhong Chengyun, Zhou Tianhao, Chu He, Zhen Jinyang, as well as many martial arts practitioners and ordinary spectators also stayed.
Either they remained rational in extreme moments, knowing that even if they ran away at that time, they would not be able to escape the bomb explosion range; or they were so frightened that they even forgot their instinct to escape, and in short did not leave.
After the aftermath of the bomb had dissipated for a long time, Jiang Ye had still not returned. Not only was Chen Xinyan anxious, but Zhong Chengyun and Xiao Bawang were even more anxious like ants on a hot pot.
Jiang Ye defeated Yin Guhong and successfully won the position of leader of the Black Alliance. They, the Jiang Ye faction, were the biggest beneficiaries.
If Jiang Ye never comes back, then the huge benefits that have just entered their pockets may be snatched back by Chuhe and Zhen Jinyang immediately.
Zhong Chengyun said: "Immediately send a ship to search near the explosion. At all costs, we must find Mr. Jiang's people. If you want to see them alive, you want to see their bodies if they die!"
The little bully nodded solemnly and took orders to do the work.
Zhong Chengyun said to the bosses: "It's okay for everyone to just wait here. I believe that Mr. Jiang has such extraordinary and holy martial arts. He will definitely turn danger into good luck and return safely. Why don't we all go back to the ocean first?"
, let’s discuss the Black Alliance’s integration plan first.”
Chu He and Zhen Jinyang looked at each other with subtle expressions.
Thinking that Jiang Ye didn't know whether he was alive or dead at this time, he couldn't act rashly, so he listened to Zhong Chengyun for the time being.
According to Zhong Chengyun's arrangement, he left the scene surrounded by his subordinates.
He Qiwu and Zhang Zhuo, who had offended Jiang Ye, had already escaped without a trace, but Xu Renjie and Lu Wenfeng did not leave.
The two of them still stood there and watched until Little Overlord took dozens of boats and rowed in the direction where Jiang Ye disappeared.
They didn't run away because they knew that if Jiang Ye decided to retaliate against them, they would be able to escape but the monks would not be able to escape from the temple.
Their family backgrounds determine that they cannot, like He Qiwu or Zhang Zhuo, go far away and remain anonymous to escape Jiang Ye's possible investigation.
They must see Jiang Ye die with their own eyes, or hear with their own ears the news that Jiang Ye is missing. Otherwise, even if they return safely now, they will never be able to sleep.
This wait lasted all night.
Both Chen Xinyan and Lin Chuxue were escorted away by Zhou Tianhao's people, but they haven't left yet.
When they saw that the dozens of boats that the Little Overlord had taken away were coming back one after another, the two people hurriedly rushed forward to greet them.
"How's it going? Is there any news about Mr. Jiang?"
The little bully didn't know who these two people were, but seeing that they were so interested in Jiang Ye, he thought they were Jiang Ye's friends, so he was polite to them.
He gave each of them a cigarette and shook his head.
"But I believe that Mr. Jiang's divine power must be a blessing from heaven. You two don't have to worry. You can go back and wait for the news."
Xu Renjie and Lu Wenfeng looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.
I thought to myself, Jiren is fucked! He died very well!
He said: "Yes."
Turn around and leave.
Until this moment, Xu Renjie breathed a sigh of relief: "Now we can have a good sleep."
Lu Wenfeng sighed: "That's right. If that guy really survived, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to protect us even with our family background. Fortunately, he is finally dead."
Fifteen kilometers away from the river, Jiang Ye, who was photographed by the bomb at the bottom of the river, gradually floated upward.
Finally, his body emerged from the water, but his eyes were still closed and his limbs were motionless.
The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. The river night drifts, drifts, drifts along with the eternal Yangtze River to the east, as if it is going to follow the river to the end of the world.