Seeing that Feng Wuye said what he said was true, Xiao Hengjiang couldn't help but ignite the fire of hope. Although Mo Hai has great magical powers, is there really no one in this world who can deal with him? Xiao Hengjiang didn't believe it. This time Feng Wu
His words gave him hope.
Perhaps, this corpse refining clan can really defeat Mo Hai.
When he thought of revenge, Xiao Hengjiang couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Then wait a minute, please ask Brother Feng to introduce me to you." Xiao Hengjiang suppressed his excitement.
"No problem. Now, regardless of you and me, this time Patriarch Ji will unify martial arts. You and I will provide him with financial and human help. The benefits in the future will be yours and mine's." Feng Wuye said with a meaningful smile.
"Wu Bingxiong, the underground leader in Hangzhou, has come to congratulate me." Suddenly, there was another shout.
"Mr. Wu is here. Brother Xiao, let's go and greet him together." Mr. Feng Wu said with a smile.
Wu Bingxiong came in a Bentley, and Mr. Feng Wu personally went to open the door for Wu Bingxiong.
Wu Bingxiong, the underground leader in Hangzhou, controls the underground world in Zhejiang Province. It can be said that he is extremely rich.
These underground forces in China also have small groups. Feng Wuye, Xiao Hengjiang, and Wu Bingxiong are a group. They usually live a little closer. After all, among them, one is located in East China, one is in Central China, and the other is in Southwest China.
There is no conflict over interests or territory, so we can be friends.
Wu Bingxiong is the oldest, so it is natural for Feng Wuye and Xiao Hengjiang to address him as Mr. Wu respectfully.
"Mr. Wu, you are well, you and I have not seen each other for three years." Feng Wuye said with a smile.
"It's true that we haven't seen each other for three years. This time I'm taking advantage of the big day to get together, and Hengjiang is also here." Wu Bingxiong said with a smile, and then glanced at Xiao Hengjiang with a complicated expression.
"Mr. Wu, what's wrong?" Seeing Wu Bingxiong looking at him strangely, Xiao Hengjiang couldn't help but asked in confusion.
The outside world did not know about the murder of Wu Bingxiong's son. After all, the last time was at a martial arts conference. The martial arts conference was basically attended by people from martial arts. The confidentiality was very good, and not many people knew Wu Yuan at that time. Everyone's attention
, it’s all on Yan Motian, who cares about a young man, so Wu Yuan’s murder did not cause any waves.
Wu Bingxiong also specifically ordered not to make it public, so outsiders basically didn't know that his son was dead.
"Hengjiang, I heard that your son was killed not long ago. Please express my condolences." Wu Bingxiong said.
"Mr. Wu, I'm much better now, but I will definitely avenge this." Xiao Hengjiang said bitterly.
"Mr. Wu, your son is still learning swordsmanship in the island country. If there is a chance in the future, let your son recognize Brother Xiao as his godfather. In this way, the three of us join forces and can control the wind and rain in the Chinese underground world.
, We can even help you regain your position as the underground leader in East China. Your current leader in East China is Qin Tianheng from Anhe City. So how can Qin Tianheng be the leader in East China? Don’t say you are unconvinced.
I am not convinced, East China is the richest place in China." Feng Wuye said, he invited Wu Bingxiong and Xiao Hengjiang this time to form a united front.
Ever since he got involved with the Corpse Refining Clan, Fifth Master Feng's ambitions have been growing day by day. If the Corpse Refining Clan wants to become the supreme martial arts master in China, then he has to become the leader of the Chinese underground world. He doesn't want to continue to settle in a corner and guard the world.
Southwest Province is such a backward place.
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BR/> When he heard Feng Wuye's words, Wu Bingxiong remembered his son who had passed away, and his expression suddenly felt sad.
"What's wrong? Mr. Wu." Feng Wuye and Xiao Hengjiang asked quickly.
"Hey, Brother Xiao, we are in the same boat. My son died during a competition with others at the Cangnan Martial Arts Conference half a year ago." Wu Bingxiong said with a sad expression.
"What? Is there such a thing?" Feng Wuye and Xiao Hengjiang were stunned, especially Xiao Hengjiang, who looked at Wu Bingxiong with a look of sympathy.
"It's okay not to mention this matter. Martial arts competitions are about life and death. I can only say that my son is ill-fated." Wu Bingxiong sighed.
"Mr. Wu, I made a mistake. Although we are competing in martial arts and life and death are determined by fate, shouldn't we keep it in mind for your sake? It's really unforgivable that I dare to kill." Feng Wuye said dissatisfiedly.
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"At the martial arts gathering in Cangnan last year, Luo Jue, the ancestor of the Luo family, one of the seven major martial arts families, was killed by Yan Motian of Hongmen, and Yan Motian was killed by another person. My son was killed, and there was nothing we could do.
"Forget it, let's not mention this matter. Don't talk nonsense. We can't get involved in martial arts matters." Wu Bingxiong warned that every line of work has its own rules, and martial arts has its own rules. Underground martial arts has its own rules.
Forces have their own rules and regulations. It is best for everyone to keep their own words and deeds in order to live a long life.
"Mr. Wu, the reason why I asked you to come here this time is actually to get involved in martial arts affairs. Just tell me who killed your son, and I will avenge this revenge for you." Feng Wu
I said grandly.
"Stop joking." Wu Bingxiong said speechlessly. He knew very well the strength of Feng Wuye, and he had already seen Mo Hai's magical power, and he did not dare to take revenge.
"Mr. Wu, I'm not joking. This time, I have a big backer." Feng Wuye said with a smile, and then told Wu Bingxiong what he just said to Xiao Hengjiang.
When Wu Bingxiong heard this, he was also stunned.
"Are you telling the truth? Is this Corpse Refining Clan really that powerful?" Wu Bingxiong was shocked. If what Feng Wuye said was true, he might really be able to take revenge on Mo Ye.
After all, according to what Feng Wuye said, one flying bronze-armored corpse from the Corpse Refining Clan is equivalent to a strong martial artist in the divine realm. Wouldn’t a hundred flying bronze-armored corpses be equivalent to a hundred strong martial arts divine realms?
, Moreover, the Corpse Refining Clan has even more powerful trump cards. In this way, they can really compete with Mo Hai. Even though Mo Hai has great magical powers, it is difficult for him to beat four hands with two fists, and it is impossible to beat him over a hundred.
It must be a corpse in flying bronze armor.
"If this is really the case, you can really give it a try." Wu Bingxiong was also slightly excited.
"Mr. Wu, let's do this. You, I, and Brother Xiao will form an alliance. With the help of the Corpse Refining Clan, from now on, the underground world of China will be divided equally between the three of us." Feng Wuye said with a smile.
"I have no objection." Xiao Hengjiang said.
"I have no objection, but brother Feng, you should have the conditions, right?" Wu Bingxiong said.
"There are no conditions. Since Mr. Wu, your son is no longer here, then simply accept my son as your godson. From now on, we will be considered a family. There is no closer relationship than this. Let's eat meat and drink soup together."
Mr. Feng Wu smiled.
Master Feng is really doting on his son Feng Feng. Now he is thinking about paving the way for his son. With so many rich and powerful godfathers, no one in China will dare to mess with him in the future.