"Zhuo Hongbo's channel?"
The person presiding over the meeting was furious: "Didn't I already warn you that this line must be completely strangled! Why did you let Hua Guo find out!"
Hearing the officer's anger, the subordinates trembled.
"I'm sorry, we did close the channel immediately, but the other party's methods were better than ours. They unilaterally sent us a message, just a message."
The subordinate handed the tablet over aggrievedly.
The person presiding over the meeting took the tablet with doubts. After clicking on the message and reading it carefully, his frown slowly relaxed and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"What did the Chinese write?"
Someone asked curiously.
"They said that the previous movements in the Yulong Mountains were caused by Chen Dong."
Wow!
The whole place was in an uproar.
A few people stood up in surprise.
"Doesn't that mean that Chen Dong has at least the strength of the early Great Immortal?"
"Damn it! He's not even thirty yet! How can he be so strong!"
"Great Immortal! Are we going to send such masters to kill Chen Dong? Isn't it too risky to let the Great Immortal enter the territory of China? Every Great Immortal is an important combat force. What if this is what China wants? A trap specifically set to kill our great immortal warriors..."
After saying this, the entire conference room fell into silence.
really.
Given the relationship between China and the island country, this is likely to be a conspiracy.
"Then what should we do? Are we just going to watch Chen Dong roam free in China? So many masters from our island country have died in his hands, and we can't do anything to him. If this is spread, it will be a laughing stock!"
"Yeah, that's it. Why were you still laughing just now!"
someone asked the person in charge of the meeting.
Many people saw the smile on his lips just now.
"Have you ever considered that this message has any other meaning besides being a trap?"
The person in charge of the meeting shook the tablet in his hand and looked at everyone.
Everyone looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.
Upon seeing this, the person in charge of the meeting continued: "Chen Dong's existence has broken the balance of the martial arts world for nearly a hundred years. Such a young and powerful martial artist is not only a threat to us, but also a threat to the deep-rooted forces within China. threaten!"
"Moreover, for such a young Great Immortal, many people are curious about how he practices and covet Chen Dong's practice."
"But they are afraid of the power behind Chen Dong, so they dare not take action."
"So he sent us information about Chen Dong's strength and wanted to use our help to get rid of Chen Dong."
"After we get rid of Chen Dong, China will send out masters to destroy our people."
"The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind. Chinese people are always so insidious."
After hearing this analysis from the person in charge of the meeting, the entire meeting hall was filled with coldness and murderous intent.
A senior executive stood up: "What a vicious plan!"
"Let's bake these handfuls on the stove. This is not a pie, and it's not even a pie."
The person in charge of the meeting chuckled: "Why send them? They want to kill people with a borrowed knife, don't forget that we can do it too!"
"Zhuo Hongbo's master is a master in the middle stage of the Great Immortal Stage. Isn't it easy to deal with Chen Dong, who is in the early stage of the Great Immortal Stage?"
"We can notify the people in the Antarctic battlefield to do some tricks and ask Zhuo Hongbo's master to do it for us."
The eyes of the senior officials of the island country lit up and they all agreed with this proposal.
Unexpectedly, the mastermind behind the scenes actually came together with the island nation, and they all planned to use Si Mingxu as a gunman.
now.
Antarctic battlefield.
In this windy and snowy environment, Si Mingxu was dressed in cloth and stepped on the void, but the howling blizzard could not get within half a meter of him.
He held his right hand empty, and a big hand with inner strength slowly rose from the ground, holding the head of a 100-meter magical beast in his hand.
At this moment, the 100-meter-tall monster was held in Si Mingxu's hands like a dead dog. With a little force, the monster's head exploded like a watermelon.
A purple crystal popped out of the monster's head, and Si Mingxu pocketed it with a flick of his finger.
"Twenty of them! The frequency of this monster's appearance is getting higher and higher, and its strength is getting stronger and stronger. Even the monsters of the Great Immortal rank appear on the battlefield without permission."
Si Mingxu murmured, always feeling an ominous premonition.
Whoosh!
A sound broke through the air.
The figure walked over, it was a middle-aged man in his forties.
This man came to Si Mingxu, bowed respectfully, and said:
"Si Lao!"
"Um!"
Si Mingxu slowly fell from the air with his hands behind his back: "Take this corpse back and let your military take care of it."
"Thank you, Mr. Si!"
The man was full of reverence and continued: "Mr. Si, I actually came to see you for one more thing, which is about Brother Zhuo Hongbo!"
"Xiao Zhuo? Speaking of which, he hasn't contacted me for a while."
When mentioning Zhuo Hongbo, Si Mingxu's eyes are always full of love and there is a smile on his lips: "What's wrong with Xiao Zhuo? Did you contact the military because you couldn't find me?"
Seeing the old man's appearance, the middle-aged man didn't know what to say.
After much hesitation, he lowered his head and said:
"Mr. Si, brother Zhuo Hongbo... is dead!"
Si Mingxu, who had just taken a few steps, suddenly froze in place, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
After a long time, Si Mingxu asked with a tone that did not know the joy or sorrow: "How did you die?"
"He was beaten to death by a young man in China. The young man's name was Chen Dong. He was from Blue Island. His strength was around the early stage of the Great Immortal Stage, but it was slightly stronger than the ordinary early stage." The middle-aged man said.
"Well, I understand."
There was no rage as expected, and Si Mingxu's answer was surprisingly calm.
"Si Lao!"
The middle-aged man said worriedly.
Si Mingxu stood with his hands behind his back, took one step several miles away, and disappeared in front of the middle-aged man with another step.
In the void, Si Mingxu's voice came slowly: "I will go back to China and meet this Chen Dong, and I will leave the affairs here to you."
"Mr. Si, tell the military department! Returning home without permission is a serious crime!"
The middle-aged man hurriedly shouted in the direction Si Mingxu left.
The Antarctic battlefield has gathered 80% of mankind's top combat power, and there are even a lot of them above the Immortal level.
Any great immortal who returns to the city will be like a tyrant.
Therefore, in order to prevent masters from the Great Immortal position from returning home casually, rules were specifically set.
Strong men above the Great Immortal rank must report in advance if they want to return home, or they must accumulate a certain amount of military exploits like Tianhao God of War before they can return home.
"Oh! Something big is going to happen!"
The middle-aged man quickly dialed the phone number of the military department and told what happened here.
The military district was not surprised after hearing this. On the contrary, they had already prepared a leave note for Si Mingxu.
The news of Si Mingxu's return soon spread to the country.
The man behind the scenes had a cold look in his eyes:
"Chen Dong, how are you going to survive this disaster?"
