C213 (1/2)

”The boss has one hour before the Gathering of the Mercenaries, a large scale search like this might cause some trouble.” An old man leaning on a walking stick said in a deep voice.

The meeting was held as scheduled. The ten mercenary leaders had all gathered in the meeting room. However, aside from Leng Xue, the three mercenary leaders, Black Spider and Bai Xiong were all overjoyed while the rest of their faces were dark.

”Humph, then you have summoned us here to elect you Blood Wolf as your Alliance Master? If we don't choose you won't be able to get out of this door! ” Bai Ming said coldly.

”Bai Ming, don't be so arrogant, could it be that you want to follow in Ling Feng's footsteps?” At this time, Black Demon, the captain of the Cold Blood Mercenary Group, said coldly.

”Ling Feng, who can be sure that Ling Feng is really dead?” A mocking smile appeared on Bai Ming's lips.

As the atmosphere in the room became more and more tense, there was suddenly a huge explosion outside, followed by loud gunshots.

The sudden change that happened outside caused everyone to reveal a shocked expression. At this time, the door opened, and a black clothed man ran in hurriedly and whispered a few words into Ke Laiao's ears.

Ke Laiao's face revealed a sinister look before laughing out loud: Everyone, do not be nervous, there are some small matters outside, Ling Feng is indeed not dead yet, but he is definitely dead today, the meeting will be suspended for a moment, I want to invite everyone to watch a good show.

With that, Ke Laiao turned on the monitoring system, and the images of the battle outside quickly appeared inside.

”It is indeed the Flame Dragon.” Upon seeing the figure on the other side, everyone recognized the other party's emblem almost immediately.

The battle proceeded intensely. However, the firepower of the Flame Dragon was clearly stronger than that of the Blood Wolf. The Blood Wolf was now in a defeated state.

But Ke Laiao was drinking his coffee with a satisfied look on his face, as if he had achieved something.

Soon, the Flame Dragon's group had already reached the plaza. However, at that moment, more than ten figures suddenly appeared from within the building.

”The ancient martial arts team.” Seeing the dozen or so figures in black clothes, almost everyone recognized this ancient martial arts team that had made the world's mercenary world tremble with fear.

Ke Laiao laughed coldly, ”Everyone, look at how the Flame Dragon was destroyed by me this time.”

Everyone looked at the screen nervously. When the group of men in black appeared, the Flame Dragon people retreated like frightened birds.

Seeing Yan Long's men retreat without even fighting, Ke Laiao became even more pleased. He picked up the microphone and said coldly: ”Kill them, don't leave a single one alive.”

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard someone exclaim, ”Ling Feng.”

Ke Laiao's gaze returned to the screen, and as expected, a figure was standing in the center of the plaza with a sword in hand, the screen zooming in, that handsome face, and that ice cold gaze, if it wasn't Ling Feng, who else could it be?

”Hmph, if he wants to fight with our ancient martial arts team alone, he would be courting death. My ancient martial arts team is full of experts at the dissolving force realm.” Ke Laiao laughed coldly.

Hearing Ke Laiao's words, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Over ten dissolving force experts, that was enough to crush a high ranking mercenary group.

”Alright, let everyone see how Ling Feng died!” Ke Laiao sneered as he picked up the microphone.

Ke Laiao laughed sinisterly as he spoke into the microphone: ”Rip Ling Feng to pieces.”

The leaders of the mercenary groups present could not help but shake their heads. Ling Feng was indeed very strong, but they did not believe that Ling Feng alone could defend against more than ten ancient warriors.

In the plaza, Ling Feng was holding onto a treasure sword as he looked at the black clad assassins, his eyes had a cold killing intent. These people's hands were covered in the blood of the Flame Dragon brothers. Today, he was going to start a massacre.

”Brother Feng, is there a problem?” Jason asked Li Feilong somewhat nervously.

”He should be able to deal with it.” Li Feilong was not confident either. After all, the opponent was more than ten ancient martial arts experts.

”Surround them!”

With a muffled sound, the leading black clothed man waved his hand. More than a dozen black clothed men formed a fan and held onto a machete, as they surrounded Ling Feng in the middle.

Waves of ice-cold killing intent were emitted, and even Li Feilong and the others who were a few tens of metres away could not help but shiver in fear.

However, Ling Feng remained in the middle of the vortex of killing intent with his eyes closed, standing there quietly.

”Kill!”