Many people rushed forward one after another, shouting with joy.

The person who came was the old robe of Fangzhou.

The leader of Ah Rui hugged Brother Li tightly and rushed to me, Lizheng raised his arms and saluted me heavily, and his voice was loud and high-pitched: "Ahead of the state. Tianyi Temple. Ari. Report to the Sword Bearer!"

The other three robes stepped forward with the most neat steps and saluted me in unison.

"Why are you here?"

I was a little confused, and said in a deep voice, "You guys don't go to work?"

"Retreat!?"

Ari winked at me, "Report." We're at work right now."

I hummed, and then I looked at me impossible.

In the next second, Guan Rong opened his briefcase and took out a document and reported loudly: "Report the sword bearer!" Due to the special confidentiality needs, we will requisition your warehouse in Fangzhou, Modu Port from today. We ask for your full cooperation."

"Shenzhou!"

"Divine Weapons Department!"

"Bai Yanjun!"

I froze, my brow furrowed.

Bai Yanjun stood up for me?

What's going on?

"Ahh

"What?"

"The Divine Weapons Department requisitioned our Fangzhou warehouse?"

"Is this true?"

Bald Lao Liang snatched the document and looked at it carefully, and suddenly became crazy with excitement, and no one around him laughed unscrupulously and carried away.

Lige Yebuyi Palace Heyang read the documents one after another, and immediately raised his arms and shouted, full of tears and excitement!

When the news spread, countless Fangzhou robes clenched their fists and shouted at the sky, venting their anger to the fullest!

The Divine Weapons Department has struck!

Bai Yanjun sent Fangzhou Sun God Needle researchers to come over to solve the problem for Fangzhou!

It's angry!

Long live the Divine Weapons Agency!

Banzai!

We won!

Win!

Compared with the carnival shouts of the people in Fangzhou and the tsunami, the group of people on the opposite side did not know why. Until Bald Lao Liang wiped his old tears and smashed the document on Yao Kun.

Contrary to Fang Zhou's excitement when he saw the document, Yao Kun, who had finished reading the document, had an extremely solemn face, his eyelids twitched fiercely, and he looked at me with extremely complicated eyes. Amazement and horror.

Leng Jian read the document indifferently, and a layer of frost appeared out of thin air on the face of the clear white handsome person carved by the knife and axe, which was so cold that it was seeping.

Wei Hongchun approached Leng Jian at a loss, wanting to talk to Leng Jian, but Leng Jian ignored him.

Just when Wei Hongchun was nervous, Fan Xingda patted Wei Hongchun on the shoulder and whispered.

In just three seconds, Wei Hongchun's mobile phone slammed to the ground.

Following Wei Hongchun, the whole person is not good.

His face was as pale as gold paper, the six gods had no owner, his eyes were illusory and confused, and he was frightened without possessing his body.

Suddenly, Wei Hongchun grabbed Fan Xingda and roared urgently.

Fan Xingda shook his head in unison with the two assistant bosses behind him, and spoke indifferently.

Immediately, Wei Hongchun took two steps back and sat on the ground, and the gold-wire glasses fell unnoticed.

Wei Hongchun was so frightened that the picture of wrestling clearly fell in the eyes of the group of white gloves, and everyone was also frightened.

When the news reached the ears of many white-gloved nobles, everyone's faces turned white, and countless people screamed.

"The Divine Arms Department is going to rent Allah's dock warehouse?"

"Nong is deaf? The document says that it is renting the dock warehouse in Fangzhou!"

"It has nothing to do with Allah."

"Not really. So that's how Allah is?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want? Go and tell the Divine Weapons Department that this is Nong's territory?"

"Humph! What's so great about the Divine Weapons Agency. Can you beat Boss Allah?"

"Cut. Nongse three drops of Hong Kong than adopted son. The Divine Weapons Department is four twos. Nong said it's big or not? Your boss is a bird!"

"Don't talk about Boss Nong,

Even if you add all the bosses of Allah together, you won't be able to defeat the Divine Weapons Department."

"Three drops of nong."

"Didn't you see Leng Jian and didn't speak? Didn't you see that the second master was ready to slip away?"

"Allah is done! It's over!"

"Then Allah, Allah just lost this golden egg hen for nothing?"

"What if I don't lose it? Keep it and let the copper lion burn?"

"They are notoriously shameless and shameless. Didn't you see that Fangzhou was all seventy or eighty old Zongsang?"

"They can afford to die, can you afford to die?"

"Can you afford to exchange your life for their life?"

"Just pay it back. Anyway, we've made a lot of money in eight years."

"That's what our boss said."

While they were talking, several white gloves had already finished making the call, and without any hesitation, they opened the car door and jumped into the car to turn around and leave.

The Divine Weapons Department made a move, that is, four twos!

There is no point in staying here any longer!

In an instant, half of the white gloves were gone!

The unbreakable iron bucket that Wei Hongchun had concluded crumbled under the destruction of a thin piece of A4 paper in the Divine Weapons Department.

In the distance, Wei Hongchun sat on the ground like a mess of mud, devastated in his spirit.

The three bigwigs who helped the boxing of Fanxingda had already gotten into the car and left.

Helping the fist to help the fist, the field to the field, shouting a few times is a favor, but if you really want to help Wei Hongchun and the Divine Weapons Department, that is, the birthday star hanged himself.

Yao Kun's expression was pale, his eyes were confused, full of doubts and difficulties.

Ren Yaokun couldn't even imagine that I, who had been forced to fight for my life, would actually kill Wei Hongchun at the last moment.

The cold sword standing next to him with a straight javelin, his face was frighteningly white.

In the eyes that are more domineering than thunder, the electric light is vertical and horizontal, and it is very monstrous.

The cold sword is indeed big enough!

Even if Bai Yanjun saw Leng Jian, he had to salute!

However, the cold sword is no bigger than the Divine Weapon Department!

Even if Leng Jian is unwilling to hate me anymore and wants me to kill me, he will not take me seriously.

I just stood there, staring at the cold sword without blinking!

Leng Jian also stared at me coldly!

I fought with him in the air, no one would accept anyone, and no one would back down!

In Leng Jian's eyes, I am a stinky maggot on the edge of a dry toilet pit, disgusting at a glance, and unlucky when I step on it.

But it was such a maggot that bit him, a mammoth from a famous family, all over his body, and he continued to be output by my face one after another!