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Chapter 1892 Goodwill Concealment

Zhang Zhen'e usually lives in seclusion in the Dragon and Tiger Sect, but he does not live a life of peace with the world. Remember back then, he used all means to fight for the position of the sect leader, but no one who could compete with him for the position of the sect leader, either openly or covertly, was defeated.

After a good ending, he finally got his wish and took the position of the leader of the sect. Such a cruel and ruthless hero will never trust anyone easily, and will never allow anyone in the Dragon and Tiger Sect to escape from his control.

Zhang Zhen'e returned to the side hall and found that the Hu family and his son were still drinking tea slowly. When he saw him coming back, he immediately put down the tea cup in his hand, with a respectful look on his face. The more he did this, the more cautious he felt.

He knew in his heart that the father and son were definitely not good people, and the purpose of coming to the Dragon and Tiger Sect might not really be to seek asylum.

Hu Shuo smiled and said: "Sect Master, your wild tea is indeed good. We brewed it five times and it still tasted fragrant." He was rounding the corner to remind Zhang Zhene that he had been gone for a long time.

Zhang Zhen said with an evil smile: "This tea grows on fertile land with excellent feng shui, and no one takes care of it. A few kilograms of high-quality tea every year is considered too much. If you like, ask someone to give you two later."

Come on." He was very good at pretending to be dumbfounded, and he had a thick-skinned face, so he responded skillfully.

The smile on Hu Shuo's face did not change, and he whispered: "I wonder if the sect master has seen my old and weak clansmen?" He guessed exactly where Zhang Zhen'e went, and he made it clear by asking casually.

Zhang Zhen smiled evilly and said: "I have seen it, but I haven't seen that good thing that can break through the realm. Now I have asked Yingke Taoist to send them to the Tiger Roar Valley to rest first. There are more than ten wooden houses there, and the conditions are a bit simple.

, but the surrounding scenery is quite good.”

A look of pride appeared on Hu Shuo's face, and he whispered: "To be honest with the sect master, that thing is called a super power-increasing instrument. It was broken into parts and packed in several suitcases. It can be put into use as long as it is assembled.

, when the time comes, you can choose a Zhongtian realm warrior to practice Baoyu Kung Fu with me, and if you have some small achievements, you can use it to break through the realm."

Zhang Zhen'e chuckled and said: "Bao Yu Gong? I think that when the two heroes of the Hu family formed an alliance with this sect, they copied a copy of Bao Yu Gong as a gift. All the disciples of our sect have practiced it for several years, and it can be said that everyone has

Everyone has achieved success!"

Hu Shuo's face changed several times when he heard this, but he quickly returned to normal and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! This is the best. As long as you select the heavenly warriors in the sect, you can use the power-increasing instrument.

Already."

Hu Jie, who was standing aside, frowned and stood up, and said in a low voice: "Dad, have you forgotten that a large amount of spiritual jade is needed to activate the super power-increasing device? Without the spiritual jade, the power-increasing device is just a pile of scrap metal.

"

Hu Shuo frowned, with a troubled expression on his face. He cupped his fists and gave Zhang Zhene a hand, and whispered: "Sect Master, you have also heard that a certain amount of spiritual jade is required to activate the super energy-increasing device.

, I think your sect should have a lot of spiritual jade from practicing the Jade Holding Technique, right?"

Zhang Zhen'e nodded and said: "I have saved some spiritual jade over the years. I can send someone to the Tiger Roaring Valley. I wonder when I will be able to see the magic of the super energy-increasing device?"

Hu Shuo picked up the teacup, drank the last sip of tea, stood up, and said with a slight smile: "As long as you have the spiritual jade, you can try it now. I believe that the magic of the power-increasing instrument will definitely satisfy you."

Zhang Zhen'e smiled and said: "You must be tired from traveling all the way. There is no rush to test the power-increasing device. Let's go back and rest today. I will send someone to take the spirit jade to Tiger Roaring Valley early tomorrow morning. Then we can meet Zeng again.

The magic of gongyi.”

Hu Shuo nodded and said, "That's fine, let's say goodbye first." After saying that, he stretched out his arm to his son. Hu Jie immediately understood and took two steps forward to hold his hand. The tacit understanding between father and son has reached a level.

An enviable level.

Zhang Zhen'e raised his hand and slapped him twice, and a middle-aged Taoist priest with a sinister face walked in from the door. He waved his hand and said: "Dao Feng, you are sending Sect Master Hu to Tiger Roaring Valley now, and see if there is anything else we need.

"

The middle-aged Taoist priest named Daofeng nodded and said to the Hu family and his son: "You two, please come with me." There was a glint in his eyes when he spoke, but he quickly lowered his head to cover it up.

.

Hu Shuo nodded and smiled and said, "Thank you." Dao Feng turned around and led the father and son out of the side hall. Zhang Zhen stared at the father and son's leaving figures with evil eyes until they disappeared from sight... Who is trying to steal the skin of a tiger now? Everyone.

Keeping your own thoughts is the only way to maintain your interest in further interactions.

As the saying goes, there is no airtight wall in the world. The news that the Hu clan entered the Longhu Sect to seek asylum soon spread to the Chinese Martial Arts, and a detailed information was placed on the desk of the General Staff Headquarters. Perhaps

Zhang Zhene never imagined that someone within the Dragon and Tiger Sect was providing intelligence to the Chinese Martial Spirit.

Ren Bing reached out and picked up the report on the table, read it twice, threw it on the table, and rubbed his painful temples with his hands. At this moment, the office door was knocked twice, and he immediately reached out and picked it up.

He put the information on the table into the drawer and said in a deep voice: "Come in."

The office door was pushed open, and a tall bald man walked in. Ren Bing's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Why are you here?"

The bald man is none other than Xu Qing's best friend He Shang, who is currently the General Staff Officer of the Sacred Blade. His position is the same as that of Ren Bing. He Shang seems to have matured a lot now, and he is completely different from the bald brother who used to be a promiscuous man.

Perhaps because he has been in a high position for a long time, he has a faint sense of power in his movements.

With a sad look on his face, He Shang quickly walked to the seat opposite Ren Bing's desk and sat down. He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked one and threw it on the table. He took one in his mouth, lit it on fire and started chowing fiercely.

"Boss, the boss hasn't slept for five days and five nights. There will be problems if this continues. Look at how worried he is!" He Shang got used to the previous title, and when there were no outsiders, he still called Ren Bing the boss.

After he took charge of the Holy Blade, the tacit understanding and cooperation between the two special forces reached an unprecedented height, and the Wuhun General Headquarters was also a place where he often visited.

Ren Bing sighed, reached out from the drawer and took out the information he had just collected, leaned forward and placed it in front of He Shang. He picked up the cigarette on the table, put it in his mouth, lit it and started smoking.

He Shang frowned and glanced at the information on the table, then reached out to pick it up and read it over. Two flames flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "These bastards from the Hu clan must be skinned this time."

Ren Bing looked at his angry face and said in a deep voice: "Don't tell Qingzi about this for the time being. Let's work together to fight a good fight."

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