Knowing that Lin Xiaoqiang had found Lu Chuan's Jiaolong Martial Arts Pavilion, Zhu Ziwen and the others couldn't sit still for a while, so they rushed to the Martial Arts Pavilion.

Lin Xiaoqiang is a bad omen in the eyes of the Five Heavenly Kings, as long as he appears, it will definitely be no good thing, and he is even more incompatible with them.

And Zhu Ziwen, who was thoughtful on the road, also secretly guessed: "How could Lu Chuan provoke the people of the Martial God? Lin Xiaoqiang actually followed along, could it be that there is something behind this Lu Chuan that has been hiding from me?"

But after thinking about it carefully, I still felt a little uneasy because of Lin Xiaoqiang's appearance.

"Two, isn't it okay to take my brother away like this?"

Lu Meng directly stopped Xiong Liren's black Santana, knocked on the hood and said coldly.

"These people are really inseparable. Lin Xiaoqiang said with a smile, it was also expected that the other four heavenly kings would come.

Xiong Liren also stopped, looked at the menacing few people outside the window, slowly rolled down the window, and said, "Do I need you to take care of my errands?" The coercion of the Nine Rank Martial Artists crushed like a tide, and the strong spiritual power vaguely turned into an earth giant bear outside the car.

"Nine Rank Martial Artist!"

The Four Heavenly Kings were shocked, and Zhu Ziwen was even more shocked in his heart.

"How could Lu Chuan alarm the Martial God's Nine Rank Martial Artist to come out in person, could it really be a big deal?!"

Zhu Ziwen is much more skilled than Cheng Leiren, Shang doesn't know how much higher, knowing that the person in front of him is not something they can shake, he immediately pulled down a smiling face, and said very respectfully: "Don't dare!

No matter how arrogant Cheng Lei is, he can only be obedient in front of the Jiupin martial artists, and when he saw Zhu Ziwen saying good things for him, he immediately agreed, pretending not to know, and hugged his fists and said: "It's the kid who is rude, I hope don't be weird!"

"Just get out of the way. ”

Xiong Liren, who was sitting in the car, didn't have any watch, just nodded slightly to forgiveness, and said coldly.

But a few people were still unmoved, and the streets near the Jiaolong Martial Arts Hall were suddenly cleared, and dozens of martial artists poured out in an instant, and their strength was mostly below the third-grade martial artists, surrounding Xiong Liren's black Santana.

"Lu Chuan is also a student of Wan Lao of South China Wuhan University, if you just bring him back, you must at least tell us what the reasons are. Lu Meng suddenly spoke, looking at Lin Xiaoqiang, who had been silent and smiling in the co-pilot, and said with deep meaning: "I hope that the two of you will sell me and wait for a face, at least as much as a few of us are landlords, presumably Senior Lin will sell a thin noodle to the senior, right?"

The posture of the Four Heavenly Kings made it clear that they wanted to salute first and then soldier, and they didn't care about the martial gods behind Xiong Liren, and with so many martial artists present, it was even easier to keep the two of them.

Although Xiong Liren is a nine-rank martial artist, he doesn't dare to mess with them, as long as he hurts one of them, Zhu Ziwen, who is the best at controlling public opinion, will take it out and make a big article, which is something Xiong Liren doesn't want to see.

"Good!"

Xiong Liren was treated like this by the Four Heavenly Kings, but he still didn't have a trace of anger, glanced at Lin Xiaoqiang, and immediately agreed to sit down and talk with the Four Heavenly Kings.

Lu Meng also opened the car door for Xiong Liren and took the two to a teahouse not far away, which also belonged to their Five Heavenly Kings.

Zhu Ziwen already knew that the Jiaolong Martial Arts Hall was in ruins, but he didn't dare to speak out angrily.

During this period, Xiong Liren made a phone call, and said a few words lightly, just ask the Martial God members who came later to clean up the ruins of the Jiaolong Martial Arts Hall, and maybe there are some important evidence in it.

As for Lu Chuan, who was in a coma, Xiong Liren directly tied him to Santana with a spiritual power, and even if he woke up, he couldn't move, and there would be no chance of escape.

"You may be seated!"

This teahouse has three floors, and the top floor has also been emptied due to the arrival of the Four Heavenly Kings, and only a few of them remain.

After Lin Xiaoqiang and the others sat down, Zhu Ziwen also went straight to the point, not ambiguous at all, and asked directly: "Is there any reason for this Martial God Operation? This Jiaolong Daoist Hall is also operated legally, and it won't alarm a Nine-Rank Martial Artist to take action in person, right?"

Zhu Ziwen's question was very straightforward, although there were some unclean places in the several martial arts halls under the control of their Five Heavenly Kings, they would not let the martial gods attack them, nor would they let a nine-rank martial artist be responsible, only it could be Lu Chuan's problem, and there was no connection with the martial arts hall.

After taking the green tea handed by Lu Meng himself, it was like a cow's drink, no matter how hot the tea was, he went straight to his stomach, but Xiong Liren still didn't answer, just glanced at Lin Xiaoqiang, and wanted Lin Xiaoqiang to come forward.

Previously, Xiong Liren was also willing to give face to the Four Heavenly Kings for the sake of the alumni of the Four Heavenly Kings and Lin Xiaoqiang at the same time, and was willing to come to the teahouse to sit down with them.

Others may have some concerns about the encirclement of those dozens of warriors, but Xiong Liren will definitely not have it, Xiong Liren, who has always been resolute in doing things, only cares about the completion of the task, if Lin Xiaoqiang was not there, he would have captured the Four Heavenly Kings together and thrown them to the Martial God.

This is also why Lu Meng gave Lin Xiaoqiang a good face, and even said the title of junior.

Lin Xiaoqiang was a little helpless, so he could only drag it out completely, and tell the ins and outs of the matter one by one, and said it in great detail, even describing the various details of Lu Chuan's encounter with the crow of the Impotent God Sect last night.

"You're telling the truth?!"

The Four Heavenly Kings were obviously shocked by the fact that Lu Chuan was an incompetent God Cult, and the people with martial gods were here, and it was impossible for Lin Xiaoqiang to distort the facts, reverse black and white, and frame Lu Chuan.

And Xiong Liren's desire to confirm the Martial God Martial Artist is also very simple, he only needs to reveal the three pins of pills that he had previously healed.

The three-pin pill is called the Blood Replenishing Pill, which is a special pill for the Martial God, and outsiders cannot have it, nor dare to have it.

The Martial God is very strict with the control of the pills, and this kind of special pills are not allowed to be sold to the outside world, and the violators will be expelled from the Martial Gods, plus three years in prison.

Seeing that they still couldn't believe what they said, Lin Xiaoqiang directly took out the information that Xiong Liren had given him earlier and handed it over, which was full of evidence that Lu Chuan was a member of the Cult of Impotence.

"I think he's crazy!"

Zhu Ziwen directly broke open and scolded, he didn't even dare to accept this fact, and Lu Meng's face was also terrible.

A few of them were rampant and domineering outside, and they were all petty fights in front of the Martial God, which was not enough to make a move, but what Lu Chuan committed was a stabbing of the sky.

The pupils in Cheng Lei's eyes shrank suddenly, and he slammed his fist on the tea table, gritting his teeth and saying, "No wonder that beast will continue to make me forcibly refine you Lin Xiaoqiang!"

"Damn it, you're taking advantage of us!"

Cheng Guang, who has always been mild-tempered, also scolded.