Hong Bang General Hall, Liberation Palace!

Guangfu Palace is built in the prototype of Yanjing Forbidden City, covering a huge area, with red walls and green tiles in the palace, pavilions and rockeries, which is very magnificent.

When the martyrs of the Hong Gang created the Guangfu Palace, there were two meanings, one was to commemorate the founding patriarch of the early Qing Dynasty who opposed the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty, and the other was also a warning to the gang of Hong Zhaoli, not to forget the shame of expulsion, and vowed to kill back to China.

The Liberation Palace, in the Hall of Light.

Hong Zhaoli sat on the Taishi chair, holding a string of beads in his hand, and closed his eyes silently.

"Father, I was beaten so badly by the surname Qin, my face was beaten into a pig's head, you should say something."

Hong Zhan covered his face and wept bitterly.

"Zhan'er, two of the three great grandmasters died in battle, because our skills are not as good as others, and we lost our skills."

"If you lose, you have to pay the price, you have been slapped twice, and you are not wronged."

Hong Zhaoli opened his eyes and said lightly.

He is the leader of a gang, and if he kills Qin Hou today, it will naturally be a good thing.

But if the person is not killed, he will lose face again, and if he kills again, he will undoubtedly lose the hearts of the people.

Especially the eldest son's faction, I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with.

Hong Zhaoli doesn't like Hong Wenbin, but it doesn't mean that he can completely ignore his self-esteem.

"Dad, do you mean I got this slap in vain?"

"Make no mistake, I'm your son, in front of tens of thousands of people, he beats me, that is to slap you in the face, slap our Hong Gang in the face."

"I can't bear this breath."

Hong Zhan shouted unwillingly.

"Enough!"

"I'll discuss this matter in the long run, don't mention it again, you don't have to worry about the reception of Qin Hou, your eldest brother is fully responsible."

Hong Zhaoli's face turned grim and scolded.

"Humph!"

Hong Zhan snorted coldly, covered his face and retreated.

Wen Hanqiu on the side also sighed secretly, this time he really lost again, lost again, and was careless, but let Hong Wenbin take advantage of it.

"Helper, Qin Hou is arrogant, even if we cooperate with him, I think it is impossible to return to Huaxia."

"This person will never be on par with others, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers!"

Wen Hanqiu arched his hand.

"His cultivation has also been seen for you, and it is not a matter of words to clean him up."

"I have my own plan, people should be coming soon, you can pick it up for me."

Hong Zhaoli closed his eyes again and said slowly.

As one of the Four Uniques of China that year, he was the only one who was still active in management, and several others were practicing behind closed doors.

Hong Zhaoli also wanted to clean up this mess as soon as possible.

For him, the biggest enemy is not a fledgling young man, but the Martial God Yan Jiutian!

Only by defeating Yan Jiutian can it be regarded as a real strong return, and Huaxia bows down.

……

Tom!

In the palace of recovery, the ceremonial flowers soared to the sky.

Several elders of the Hong Gang, led by Wen Hanqiu, led the people to greet each other respectfully at the door.

Qin Yi stepped on the red carpet and walked with his hands in his hands.

"Elder Wen, why are you, father?"

Hong Wenbin stepped forward and asked with a frown.

"The gang leader is one of the four uniques in the Central Plains, and his seniority is much higher than that of Qin Hou, how can he bend down to greet him, his old man should be waiting in the hall."

Wen Hanqiu raised his head and said with a command.

"This move is inappropriate, Master Hou is the king of the two rivers, his father is the lord of the Hong Gang, and he is the number one person in terms of status, so he should greet him in person."

"I've discussed it with my father before, how can I change the hexagram on the spot?"

Hong Wenbin asked puzzled.

"Hehe, this young helper will ask the helper in person."

After Wen Hanqiu finished speaking, he arched his hand at Qin Yi and said, "Elder Wen Hanqiu of the Hong Gang led the rank of elders to welcome the Marquis of Jiangdong!" ”

"This ......"

Hong Wenbin stomped his foot angrily, Qin Yi raised his hand to interrupt him, and said with an indifferent smile: "It's already clear after passing the three levels, I don't care about these little things." ”

Hong Zhaoli acted as a demon twice, obviously insincere, Qin Yi knew it.

"Master Hou is a smart man."

Wen Hanqiu smiled coldly and led the way in front.

It's time to the Hall of Light!

Qin Yi finally met this one of the four uniques in China, the leader of the first Chinese gang.

Hong Zhaoli should be between sixty years old, and because of his extremely high cultivation, he looks like a middle-aged man in his early forties!

But seeing his majestic face, with a big back comb, two thick sword eyebrows bent straight into the sideburns, a white Tang costume Shengxue, and a deep aura, like a bottomless abyss, making it difficult for people to see through the reality.

Obviously, Hong Zhaoli has refined to the realm of a great grandmaster who has returned to his roots!

Regarding Hong Zhaoli, Qin Yi also did some homework.

Twenty years ago, at the age of forty, he was named one of the top four masters in China!

Although it was the last seat, it was enough to shock Huaxia.

"Bing Gang Master, Qin Hou has arrived!"

Wen Hanqiu arched his hand.

"I'm not blind, I can see."

Hong Zhaoli raised his eyebrows contemptuously, glanced at Qin Yi, and said coldly.

"Since you're here, sit down!"

Hong Zhaoli raised his hand lightly, looking like he was ignoring it.

"Oh, that's a pity!"

Qin Yi looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh.

"Pity? What do you mean? ”

Hong Zhaoli frowned, sat up straight, and asked coldly.

"Twenty years have passed, and your cultivation has not increased at all, do you know that among the Huaxia masters, compared with the other three unique gods in the past, it is the top ten on the Fengyun list, but I am afraid that you will not be able to enter."

"Gang Master Hong, you have wasted your time for twenty years, is it just to play these tricks?"

Qin Yi flicked his wrist, volleyed in a seat, and didn't go in, just at the gate, sitting face-to-face and chatting.

As soon as he said this, it was like a sharp sword piercing Hong Zhaoli's heart.

In the past twenty years, he has been taking care of the helpers, and his cultivation has stagnated, but it is a fact.

At this moment, Qin Yi woke up the person in his dream with a word, and he couldn't help but feel a panic in his heart.

"Really?"

"Thank you Qin Hou for reminding me, this gang leader toasts you!"

Hong Zhaoli sneered, with a flick of his wrist, the wine glass in the hand of the maid on the side swept towards Qin Yi.

"I only drink my friend's wine, the wine of the Hong gang leader, Qin doesn't dare to be interested."

Qin Yi smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and the wine glass was still in the air and folded back!

"What if I have to drink it?"

Hong Zhaoli's swing contains thirty percent of the gang's energy, and the strength reaches 30,000 catties!

Reaching the realm of the great master in the late stage of Gang Lian, he has 100,000 jin of energy, which is absolutely invincible.

Compared with the mid-stage grandmaster, the Nine Princes and the like are a notch higher.

Judging from this point alone, Hong Zhaoli is indeed a peerless genius, if he wasn't busy helping, I'm afraid he would have already entered the realm of divine refining at this time.

"Then it depends on the conditions you offer, whether you are qualified to be Benhou's friend."

Qin Yiran was not afraid, his palm was really angry, he blocked the wine glass, and urged wildly, and the wine glass returned to the past again.

"Simple, all the venues, facilities, security and other expenses of the pharmaceutical factory are responsible for our Hong Bang. You only need to provide 10,000 Rejuvenation Pills every year, or hand over the secret recipe of Rejuvenation Pills, and in this way, do you think you can be sincere enough? ”

Hong Zhaoli was arrogant, and pushed the wine glass over again.

(End of chapter)