Feng Muge's black eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he was arrogant and arrogant, "They are looking for death by themselves, and they still need me to explain?" ”

There is no room for negotiation.

The master was silent, thought about the seventh-order demon core, and waved his hand to drag those mercenaries down.

The mercenary union's interrogation was nothing more than the value of a seventh-order demon core.

"Wait a minute!"

However, before the guards on both sides dragged the person down, suddenly a mercenary rushed out, flipped the mercenary who fell on his back, and exclaimed,

"This is the vice president's cousin!"

There was an instant uproar around.

"The vice president's cousin? Why haven't I heard of it? ”

"I didn't lie to you. I heard that he came from the main city to visit relatives, and I happened to see him when I went to the vice president to ask about the level increase of the mercenary group a few days ago. The mercenary who ran out said, his expression didn't look like a fake.

The boss's face began to become gloomy.

If it was just an ordinary mercenary, after all, it was the other party who snatched it first, and he would not give him face if he came forward to ease the mercenary union.

But if it's really the cousin of the vice president of the mercenary union, then this matter is not good.

Although White Rock City is led by the four major families, the mercenary union is spread all over the continent, so it is not easy to mess with.

The head looked at Feng Muge, and the voice was transmitted into the secret, "Feng Sanshao, I will instruct the attendants to clean up the crystal nucleus, you can take your friend back to Feng Mansion first."

The other party has a relationship with the vice president of the mercenary union, and this matter is afraid that it will be difficult to deal with. ”

Feng Muge glanced at the master, he didn't expect him to be on his side, but nine times out of ten, it was for the sake of that seventh-order demon core.

But people are not as good as heaven, and just as they were talking, a majestic figure pushed away the crowd and walked in, with dark skin, a tiger's back and chest, and a chin covered with stubble.

He was startled when he saw the man lying on the ground, rushed up, grabbed the bleeding man, stretched out his hand to probe his nose, and then stared at him with fierce eyes,

"Who?! Who killed my brother?! ”

The head of the matter looked at Feng Muge, and stood in front of Feng Muge, "Vice President Xiong, don't be impulsive.

This thing is different from what you think, it is your brother who wants to snatch the transaction in our exchange first......"

Xiong Qing's eyes were bloodshot, "Then he won't die for his crimes!" Who the hell is it? I want him to kill and pay for his life. ”

The boss secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and it seemed that things had developed to the worst situation.

I heard that the mercenary union Xiong Qing protects the short, but I didn't expect that the protection of the short is at the same point.

Anyway, let's hold on until the Feng family comes first. He had already sent someone to inform Feng Mansion in advance, no matter how Feng Sanshao was disliked, Feng Fu couldn't really let her fend for herself, right?

"It's her! She was the mastermind behind your brother's death. Yu Nannan pointed to Feng Muge with one hand. She said this with great skill.

It was Ye Guci who did it, not Feng Muge.

What she said was that Feng Muge was the mastermind and not the killer.

But to the angry Xiong Qing, isn't the mastermind no different from a killer?

Xiong Qing raised his head suddenly, and his sharp and hideous gaze shot at Feng Muge, as if he was about to draw his knife and kill in the next second.

As the vice president of the White Rock City Mercenary Union, he used to be a veteran of killing in major dangerous places, and he usually didn't show his momentum, but as soon as he released his momentum, the nearby mercenaries couldn't help but retreat in shock, and only a veteran who had been in the mix for five or six years could barely protect his composure.