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110 Farce 2

All the warriors onlookers became excited now.

Seeing that the July Gate's trump card was actually a shameless fighter like Chu Long, his view of the July Gate became strange.

The disciples and students of the Qiyue Sect wanted to crawl into the ground one by one, their faces were red and their ears were red and they could not even lift their heads.

Even the second elder and the ministers and senior officials of several company groups could not bear this kind of contempt, and they quickly turned around and left.

The Great Elder's face turned blue and white. He is a retired federal general. He is not a idle member of the army, but a military general with great influence. He has huge power. He usually has contact with Chuo Long and other martial artists.

After hearing Chu Long's self-praise, he thought that the so-called fighters outside were just like that. He also had a fighter around him, and he was the strongest fighter - the undefeated Red Python Fist Chu Long.

Just by hearing his name, he knew he was very powerful. After meeting several martial artists who easily killed his competitors, and even two famous ones, the great elder's initially doubtful confidence became even stronger.

There is no longer any doubt about the nickname.

I didn’t expect that today was my first appearance. I actually ran away from the battle!

For a while, contemptuous glances came from all around, and the disdainful comments around him were buzzing like wasps.

puff!!

The great elder spat out a mouthful of blood again and fell to the sky.

"He spurts blood again... This old man only knows how to spurt blood!" The Star Ring Sect elder was speechless. "If my martial arts hadn't been broken, I couldn't help but want to slap him twice!"

“Elder, it’s really impossible this time...” Silla, who had just stood up, whispered beside him.

Sure enough, the disciples of the Qiyue Sect rushed forward in panic.

"The great elder has passed out of shock! Hurry! Send him to the hospital quickly!"

"Send to the Military General Hospital immediately! If anyone has quick-acting medicine, please do cardiopulmonary resuscitation!"

"Press your heart! Hurry up!"

After a period of miscellaneous work, the people from the Qiyue Gate finally carried the temporarily relieved Great Elder and quickly evacuated.

Rampes anxiously accompanied the great elder. Although he had conflicts with the elder because of Garen's matter, the great elder still took good care of him.

When he finally left, he looked back at Garen, who was standing quietly in the yard. His eyes were complicated.

The originally menacing July Gate suddenly turned into a farce.

The eyes of the field once again fell on Andrela and Garon.

"I owe you a life." Andrela took a deep breath, quickly took the pill from one of the three rings next to her, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Don't worry, I promise in my name that my branch of the Star Ring Sect will not trouble you from now on. I will also give you an explanation for anything else. You have to be careful, Black Mark will interact with the sect.

The Lord will never give up. In the end, I will recover from this defeat."

Garen did not make a sound, his body slowly relaxed, and his whole body gradually shrank and returned to its original shape.

Watching the Star Ring Gate and others slowly leaving with the wounded, he walked to the edge of the pool in the courtyard, where the golden and red goldfish were swimming carefree and slowly.

Garmulili and others from the round dance door came over and looked at the messy courtyard. They didn't say anything, just looked at Garen.

call....

Garen took a long breath and suddenly felt infinitely relaxed.

Most of the onlookers around him gradually dispersed, and the leader of the Red Obsidian Sect gritted his teeth and took his disciples back to his sect.

The unified trend of the Star Ring Gate Black Label Society was completely blocked at Galleon.

As long as Galleons exist in the Twelve South Sects, it will not be easy for the Star Ring Sect Black Label to unify the overall situation. After this battle, the Twelve South Sects are now marked by Galleons, and some of the sect leaders who have returned have

In fact, we have seen the situation clearly, and now there are only two choices.

The first is to maintain the original existence of the sect and move to the edge of Garonne for shelter. The second is to break up the sect and merge into the Black Label Society.

No one wants to disband themselves and merge into Black Label and let others manage them. After all, they are martial arts that have been passed down for many years. Many of them have their own spirits and ideas, and they cannot be given up simply by giving some benefits.

Now as long as Gallon does not fall, the Southern Twelve Gates will not completely fail as an obstacle to unification.

As time passed around the Round Dance Gate, the onlookers gradually dispersed, and the policemen who maintained public security also got into police cars and left. Traffic resumed in the originally blocked area.

The girl at the round dance door closed the broken courtyard door. Garen took out a stack of checkbooks from the room, wrote a number on it and handed it to Garmilili.

"This is the venue fee for damage caused by this competition, please accept it."

Gamlili is not being pretentious, she really needs money now. When she saw the check, she looked at the number on it, it was one million!

"What a great gesture."

Garen smiled and said, "This time the Star Ring Gate matter has been temporarily relieved, it's time for me to go back." He has now gradually separated from the category of ordinary high school students, and in addition, his age is far beyond the seventeen years of high school students.

There is no point in going back to school anymore.

And there are still many things that need to be settled. The Star Ring Gate and the Black Mark Society have only retreated temporarily. In addition, the matter of Immortal Fran has not yet been settled. The people of Immortal Palace are mysterious and abnormal, and there is no trace at all.

Garen was certain that Xianflan had no murderous intention towards him, but it seemed that he had taken something from him that time. He checked for a long time, but could not find out what he had taken away. He could only put his doubts on

Bottom of my heart.

He didn't know why Xianflan wanted to lure him out. Maybe it was because of the Black Label Society's plan, maybe because of something in him, or maybe it was some other reason.

What he could feel was Xianflan's complicated and inexplicable attitude toward him.

The support of the Twelve South Gates is about Su Lin.

In addition to these two aspects, there is also the matter of relying on Detective Tali to find the ill-fated antiques. Currently, Tali Mercury and others are still investigating the case in Blue Bay City, Efua Province.

The three aspects may seem independent, but they are all connected in common.

That is, there seems to be the shadow of the fairy palace behind them.

What Garen needs to do is to thoroughly check each one and investigate clearly. In the process, he constantly looks for new antiques of doom to improve his strength.

This is his current purpose.

"Are you going back?" Imlili asked a little disappointed, "Can't you stay a little longer and guide us?"

"Next time. Haha." Garen was relieved from the fight and replied with a smile.

"Then when are you leaving?" Gamulili said calmly.

"I still want to trouble you to help me sell my clothes." Garen awkwardly pointed to his naked upper body, and the white pants on his lower body were all stained. "It's not good to go out like this."

"That's true." Although Gamulili's attitude was still extremely cold, her eyes looking at Garen had become much softer.

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The battle at Yuanwumen shocked the entire southern martial arts world.

The chief of the Star Ring Sect, Senior Brother Andrela, was defeated by Baiyun Sect Garron. This represented that the unification trend of the southern martial arts community was contained.

There are currently seven sects in the Southern Twelve Sects. Except for the July Sect, which has suffered a huge loss in strength due to the decline in popularity, the other five major sects have united with the remaining Southern Twelve Sects to spontaneously form an alliance organization to resist the rise of the Black Label Society. This organization

He respected the number one master in the south, White Bird Holy Fist Palosha, as the leader, and was recognized by Palosha. Coupled with the momentum of South Twelve Gate Gallon's defeat of Star Ring Gate Andrela, the reputation of the two gathered together.

A large number of people with lofty ideals have long been dissatisfied with the Star Ring Gate Black Label Association and the three parties of Red Sand Sword.

Moreover, this organization also unexpectedly won the non-intervention policy of Star Ring Sect and Red Sand Sword. While external forces remained neutral, the battle with the Black Label Society was extremely fierce. There were endless formal competitions between the two sides. But none of them reached the level of fighting.

At the family level. However, the two sides are calling friends, and the scope of the battle is getting larger and wider. The conflicts are intensifying and escalating.

After a period of stalemate, the organization officially announced its establishment as a unified force. It was renamed: Nantian Holy Fist Sect. It means the Supreme Fist School of the South.

While the Nantian Holy Fist Sect and the Black Label Association were fighting, Garen returned to Huaishan City, processed the procedures for leaving school, took a temporary leave of absence, and began to sort out the affairs of the Baiyun Sect. But the first thing he had to face was the Baiyun Sect industry.

The controller, Bouveni.

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Huaishan City

On a building in the city center area.

In a magnificent room.

Gallon and Bouvini sat opposite each other, with a cup of hot coffee in front of them. The strong aroma of coffee slowly filled the air.

Garon said nothing. He came here at the invitation of Bouveni.

Sitting on the sofa at this time, he recalled that since traveling through this period of time, he did not know how many lives he had experienced that were much more exciting than the previous life on earth. It was no longer dull, no longer boring, no longer repeating the boring mechanical life, no longer

No longer will you be soaked in the boredom of life and become depressed, deteriorate, and finally rot.

His fingers gently caressed the delicate texture of the white porcelain cup, and the slightly hot coffee could only feel a little warm temperature through the cup.

After regaining consciousness, Garen looked up at the fat bald man opposite.

"Mr. Bouveni, what are you planning to do by inviting me over this time?"

With a relaxed smile on his face, Buvini took out a document he had put aside and placed it on the table next to Gallon.

"Mr. Gallon, these are the various properties transferred to your name, with the asset appraisal from the appraisal company attached. Take a look."

"Transferred to my name?" Garen was slightly stunned.

"Of course." Buvini picked up the coffee and took a slow sip, "You have made such great contributions to the Baiyun Sect through life and death. It's not a big deal to transfer a little property to you personally. I think even if the owner of the museum wakes up, it will be a big deal.

You won’t blame me for this little thing.”

Garon suddenly understood what Buvini meant.

The properties of Baiyun Martial Arts School are all in Fei Baiyun's name, which actually means nothing to him. They are all the master's assets. He cannot use them, and he is not even qualified to intervene in management. Now the Baiyun Sect has withered, and only

He is the one who makes the decision. Buvini is trying to drag him into the table where Baiyunmen's industry will be divided and block his mouth with actual interests.

"Mr. Bouvini, maybe you have wrongly blamed me." Garon laughed dumbly and shook his head slightly.

Buvini's expression remained unchanged and he maintained a faint smile.

"It doesn't matter. Let's talk slowly. There will always be things in common that we can communicate with."

He calmly took out another stack of documents from the briefcase on one side and placed it in front of Garen.

"You take a look first."

Gallon picked it up and looked at it. Several documents were the asset transfer agreement for the casino, factory, and antique trading company under Baiyunmen. You only need to sign your name to take effect. In addition, there is an asset evaluation report and a federal document.

The check from the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China showed a total amount of 20 million.


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