The interrogation continued to learn and sort out the information until dawn, when the sun showed its head.

Lin Lang sat still, his face was solemn, but his heart was completely cold.

Although the Alliance Guild controlled thirty-six large enterprises, there were one hundred and twenty-six medium-sized enterprises, which were directly founded by them as sole proprietors.

These companies are not listed, but are only local investments.

Such a situation undoubtedly increases the difficulty of Lin Lang's acquisition, and may only be suppressed by relying on the official background.

"Patriarch, the heads of the family are arriving one after another, when do you see you?"

At the end of everyone's inquiry, when the ten prisoners who had come out of the Dust Realm were already dry and unable to speak, Shang Wu walked in from outside the door and asked respectfully.

Lin Lang, who was sitting on the Taishi's chair, bloomed with momentum, which made people's hearts palpitate.

Even the old man beside him has restrained all his usual minor faults at this moment, and his attitude is respectful.

"Well, let's go over, you guys eat something first. After a tiring night, everyone will work harder today, and I want to see the results. ”

Lin Lang glanced at Du Zi'an and the others who were sorting out things, groaned slightly, and said to Shang Wu.

Although everyone is an ancient warrior, they can go up without sleep for days on end. But as a superior person, you must be considerate of your subordinates and appease people's hearts.

"It's not hard, it's not hard! The master has to work harder than us to capture ten masters of the Dust Realm!"

When Qian Qing heard Lin Lang's words, he shook his head and said with reverence.

He didn't know that the prisoner in front of him was not captured by Lin Lang himself. It's a feeling of being a mountain up, how can you not worship it.

The others didn't know that the captives were not captured by Lin Lang independently, and when they heard Qian Qing's words, they remembered that this was a feat!

They all looked sideways and looked at Lin Lang who was sitting still, with a light of incomparable adoration radiating in his eyes.

Lin Lang, a heaven-level master, can capture ten masters of the Dust Realm, no matter what means he uses, he is worthy of the convincing of those present.

"Don't think about it, I'm not that powerful, it's all the credit of the eldest sister, it's just an ambush! Now take them to the martial arts arena, it's time to announce my decision!"

Everyone's burning eyes were staring at him, Lin Lang could naturally sense it, his face softened slightly, and he said to everyone.

As he spoke, he stood up and walked outside with a high-spirited momentum.

I sat upright for a night without feeling the slightest tiredness.

Meditation is much better than being in the Trial Tower, when you live on the brink of death all day. Not to mention sleeping, even the time for meditation is very rare.

It's nothing at all!

The others were also ancient warriors, with strong strength, and although they were a little tired, they didn't have much effect.

Chenguang and the others, one carrying a prisoner, followed behind Lin Lang and walked out of the door.

Lin Lang walked out of the door and looked at the hazy sun, hidden behind the dark clouds in the sky.

It's overcast!

After a few moments, it suddenly occurred to me that the laboratory was going to start research today. With a thought, the flying saucer hidden in the space appeared in the sky, and the artificial intelligence brain flew to the underground laboratory of Fugui Village on its own under the control of Lin Lang.

"Alas, Patriarch Lin, are you here?"

"Patriarch Lin...... You, this is ......"

Before he walked into the gate of the martial arts arena, someone saw Lin Lang coming in a hurry, and greeted him in a panic.

But he saw his subordinates behind him, all carrying seriously wounded and dying people in their hands.

This scene made everyone present feel like their hearts were pounding.

All kinds of bad thoughts arise spontaneously.

Is Lin going to deal with traitors, or is he fighting dissidents?

When they saw that most of the seriously injured people were foreigners, their minds changed again.

"Lin Lang, what is this going to do? Are we going to go to war with the outside world? Can the country agree?"

Zhai Jiali heard that Lin Lang was coming, squeezed over from the crowd, reached out and punched Lin Lang in the chest, pointed at the captive on the ground and asked.

"They seem to be masters, how can they feel a faint coercion, which makes people feel very uncomfortable!"

Shangguan Siqiang also came out of the crowd, stood beside Lin Lang, frowned slightly, looked at the people on the ground, and asked Lin Lang.

He hadn't seen him for a few months, and he was already a mid-level master, and he could feel the coercion emanating from the captives.

"What the hell is going on, can you give us a little reminder?

An old man next to him, his face pale, took a step forward, and asked Lin Lang in a trembling voice.

"Don't worry, the people are not all now, let's wait, the people are here, I naturally want to say it in detail!"

Lin Lang didn't answer anyone's questions, but walked directly to the small rostrum of the martial arts arena and sat down on the Taishi chair above.

Chenguang and the others threw the prisoners directly in front of the rostrum, and they fell to the ground in a languishing state.

They all closed their eyes, and in the face of many juniors with low strength, they had no face at all, and they just wanted to die quickly.

But the people present were all apprehensive when they saw Lin Lang with a cold face and didn't say a word.

There were countless thoughts turning in my heart, but I didn't know what Lin Lang meant.

The psychological pressure on the row of seriously injured people on the ground is too great.

Therefore, despite the increasing number of people coming, the martial arts arena, which may accommodate 5,000 people, is still silent.

The air was so heavy that it seemed to drip water, and the heavy breathing and pulses of the crowd could be heard.

For the rest, there is no sound.

But the air was constantly fluctuating, and many heaven-level and earth-level masters were using their true qi to transmit sound and exchange each other's conjectures.

However, in the end, there was no conjecture either.

"Seven hundred and eighty-six families, three hundred sects, a total of one thousand and one hundred people have all arrived, can the patriarch start?"

The heavy atmosphere lasted until the appointed time, and at nine o'clock in the morning, it was finally quietly broken by a sentence from Shang Wu.

On formal occasions, they still have to call Lin Lang the patriarch, so as not to be singled out.

His words made the hearts of the people present lift up in unison, and their eyes were all focused on Lin Lang.

I've been suppressed for so long that I can't speak.

Hearing Shang Wu's voice, his slightly closed eyes slowly opened, as if cold electricity flashed in the air.

The people who were paying attention to him all felt that an incomparable momentum erupted from him, as if he was facing a master of the Dust Realm.

The kind of mental oppression, the unbearable weight of the body, can't help but tremble.

The patriarchs of the family were extremely surprised in their hearts, they didn't expect that Lin Lang, who had lived in seclusion for three months, would have his strength improved to such a terrifying level.

"Today, all the families and sects to which the Lin clan belongs, there is one thing to announce. ”

Lin Lang stood up, with a strong momentum, took two steps forward, stood behind the captive, and said to everyone in a clear voice.

All the heads of the families present looked nervous.

It's finally time to get down to business, and finally know what's going on.