As soon as the injured were taken away, Xie Sanbiao was busy arranging for a few thugs to clean up the blood stains on the road.

Before he could kick his breath, all sorts of messy things followed.

First of all, the owner of the house came to him, saying that due to their fight, half of the wall of their house had collapsed, and the house was also very messy, and it was obviously impossible to continue to operate.

Xie Sanbiao is calculating, the money thing is okay, now there is a chamber of commerce alliance, Sun Zhengkun and Qi Caiyang are very capable people, under their management, the business is thriving, and the money for repairing roads and houses is nothing to the Flying Bird Group, so he is not worried at all that they will come to discuss compensation.

Xie Sanbiao is not worried about the aftermath of the deceased of the Flying Bird Regiment. Something like this has happened to them many times. When brothers die, the family receives a large pension. Of course, Xie Sanbiao also knows that money is just a kind of mind.

As for the sneak attacks on the crime club at night, they destroyed the business premises of many Flying Bird Regiments, and even made many places unreaffirmed, and they needed to be renovated before they could operate, which did not make Xie Sanbiao worry about anything, at most arrange some competent people to hurry up the renovation and reopen as soon as possible.

For the various martial arts masters who came to Lingjiang City one after another, the monks and Wing Chun masters of Duoshan Temple, as well as those who were pretentious and claimed to be martial arts families, it was not Xie Sanbiao's concern, and he rarely even looked at it squarely.

What worries Xie Sanbiao the most is that there are two things that are really worried: the first thing is the injury of Head Tang.

Xie Sanbiao saw that Regiment Leader Tang was sitting in the spacious carriage smoking a cigarette, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his face was a little blue, that kind of complexion was very abnormal, it looked like he was poisoned, which he had never seen before.

With the current state of Commander Tang, how to deal with the battle with the Emperor of Martial Arts in a few days.

This battle is related to the honor of the Flying Bird Regiment and even the Chinese people. Even if they are bullied by the people of hell, they are at least a nation, maybe they were a family five hundred years ago, so at most, it can be regarded as housework.

If it is won by the Japanese people, it will be a shame.

Besides, Captain Tang is the mainstay of the Flying Bird Regiment, so there must be no mistakes.

As for the second thing, it's a news report today.

Xie Sanbiao just hung up Wu Xue's phone, this time Wu Xue was not to blame because she left home in the middle of the night, she confessed a few messages, which made Xie Sanbiao worry all the time.

The latest reports from several media: In the western district of the Flying Bird Regiment, many thugs of the Flying Bird Regiment were seriously injured, and some of the thugs hid in private houses, some directly committed theft, and some took a fancy to the hostess of the family and did embarrassing things.

Xie Sanbiao knew that in the recent past, someone was deliberately smearing the Flying Bird Group.

He himself believes in the Birds, but others don't always believe in it.

Xie Sanbiao's face was gloomy and his thoughts were heavy. After another half an hour of busy work on Hongshun Street, everyone left one after another, and the road was restored to smooth again.

"It's strange, why is this Honda Elysian still on the road, he was there when I came." Xie Sanbiao muttered to himself.

After Xie Sanbiao's car slowly walked away, the window of the Honda Ailishen slowly fell.

Inside the spacious carriage, a man with inky eyes showed his head.

His short hair is meticulously shaved, and his glasses are also a well-known brand in the mainland, not to mention the black cashmere coat on the man's body that costs tens of thousands, as well as the luxurious tie and sweater inside, and his outfit is probably no less than 100,000 yuan.

This man is none other than Ren Wujian.

Since the Emperor of Martial Arts and Tang Yulan agreed on a time for the martial arts competition, his outfit suddenly returned to his former luxury.

The hair was not long in the first place, and a famous barber from the country was specially invited to come by plane to cut his hair, and there were designers from Milan who tailored clothes for himself. He demanded that the clothes be made before the tournament, and at that time, they should be dressed up to attend.

As long as he thinks of this scene, even if he is dreaming, Ren Wujian can laugh out loud.

It seems that when the time came for the transfer recently, the Asuka group was entangled in scandals and its prestige was shaken. And then, Andrey. Pknovsky called himself about the attack on the Birds.

Last time, the Emperor of Martial Arts let Andre go. Pknovsky, the two have always been in contact.

Andre knew his hatred with the Birds, maybe he wanted to help him with this call.

Ren Wujian Bafang doesn't want to deal with the Flying Bird Regiment now, as long as Tang Yulan doesn't get rid of it for a day and kills some little minions and gangsters, he can't shake the Flying Bird Regiment at all.

It's just that he felt that the incident happened suddenly, especially since the crime club was doing it under the instructions of hell, and Ren Wujian had a hunch that something special would happen this night.

So, he put on an overcoat, smeared hairspray, drove a rented car, and wandered around Xicheng District, Lingjiang City.

Wandering around, I watched the police car whizz by, at a fast speed, as if something important had happened.

Ren Wujian thought to himself, they must have received a report, and they must not be able to get close to the people who want to arrest the crime club.

If the Emperor of Martial Arts was by his side, he would naturally have nothing to fear. However, now that I am alone, I have to be careful everywhere when I move around.

Ren Wujian drove slowly in all directions, he was afraid that he would accidentally miss his whereabouts. I thought to myself, I don't want to see the truth, I just want to be safe, so I park the car farther away.

Finally, the hard work paid off. Soon he heard fierce gunfire, shouts of killing. Then, more than a dozen motorcycles passed in front of him and quickly joined the battle, and the fierce scene made him excited again.

After a black Santana drove in, the already wonderful scene suddenly became even more hot. The sound of the explosion and destruction could be heard far away.

He has persevered until now, and he has not even eaten a mouthful of food, although he is uncomfortable with hunger, but his heart is very excited.

"Haha, that's great, it's a lose-lose fight." Ren Wujian clenched his fists in all directions, trembling with excitement.

"It's a really hard opportunity."

At that time, the ninja martial arts group was most afraid of Huo Lie and Lu Ba. Now that Huo Lie is dead, Lu Ba is seriously injured, and the two major forces in Lingjiang City, Hell and the Flying Bird Regiment, have been hit hard, and for the ninja group, the time has come to counterattack.

However, even if Tang Yulan and the others were seriously injured, they still couldn't deal with it by themselves.

We must find a way to convince the Emperor of Martial Arts that this is an excellent opportunity for the Ninja Martial Group to occupy Lingjiang City and develop and grow, and when they recover from their injuries, it will be too late to say anything at that time.

Thinking about it, Ren Wujian made a few phone calls in all directions.

That was the dark line he left in Lingjiang City, and he would not be dispatched until a very critical moment.

After carefully explaining a few words, Ren Wujian started the car in all directions, and ran away without a trace.