Tianhai City, Jiangnan Province.

Hongmen Jiangnan Branch.

In Zhongyi Hall, Zhao Qilin was sitting on the Grand Master's chair with a big golden sword, closing his eyes, not knowing whether he was asleep or closing his eyes to rest.

On the left was Lin Zhengmao with a bruised nose and on the right was Zhang Yingyang in a wheelchair.

On the ten transactions on both sides of the hall, there were also ten deacons from the Hongmen Jiangnan branch. In addition, there were countless Hongmen masters standing with their hands down in the hall.

In the courtyard outside Zhongyitang Gate, there are many Hongmen children wearing strong clothes.

Tonight, at least a thousand Hongmen’s children gathered here, waiting for Chen Ning to come and apologize.

Seeing that the bright moon had risen, I had not seen Chen Ning's shadow for a long time.

The Hong family members couldn't help but whisper.

"It's time now, why haven't that kid Chen Ning come yet?"

"You don't even look at how strong we are. I think that kid may not dare to come."

"That's right. Just by the word "Hongmen", it can make people feel disgusted. After Chen Ning's reckless man injured our young master, he must have found out the origin of our Hongmen. He probably has been scared to death now. It would be strange if he dares to die."

Just as everyone was talking, I suddenly heard someone shouting outside the door: "Chen Ning is here!"

Everyone in Zhongyi Hall showed a surprised expression when they heard this.

Chen Ning, you really dare to come!

Zhang Yingyang and Lin Zhengmao were both excited all of a sudden. They wanted to eat Chen Ning's meat and drink Chen Ning's blood. Chen Ning came to die. This was really great.

Even Zhao Qilin, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Under the gaze of Zhao Qilin and others, Chen Ning took Dian Chu and the Eight Tiger Guards and walked in from outside slowly.

As we walked in, nearly a thousand people from the Hongmen branch were glaring at Chen Ning.

As the saying goes, thousands of people will die without illness.

However, when Chen Ning faced the glare of the Hongmen people, he was calm and his steps were relaxed, just like walking into his back garden.

Soon, Chen Ning and his party arrived at Zhongyi Hall.

Zhao Qilin narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Ning.

Dian Chu saw Zhao Qilin sitting high, Lin Zhengmao, Zhang Yingyang, Hongmen Deacon and others were all sitting, and his posture was like interrogating prisoners in ancient times.

He couldn't help but snorted coldly, and suddenly took action, grabbed the collar of a deacon next to him, picked up the deacon like a chicken, and threw it out.

thump!

The deacon fell to the ground in a mess, and fell to bite the dog.

Dian Chu brought the deacon's chair over amid everyone's shocked and angry eyes, and wiped it with a handkerchief once. Then he respectfully asked Chen Ning to sit down.

Chen Ning smiled, sat down casually, and looked at Zhao Qilin from afar.

Zhao Qilin frowned slightly and slowly said, "You are Chen Ning?"

Chen Ning did not answer, but asked back: "Are you Zhao Qilin?"

Zhao Qilin said proudly: "That's right!"

A deacon named Xu Donghai stood up and scolded Chen Ning loudly: "When you see our second-road marshal, do you still dare to sit down, but why don't you kneel down and apologize?"

Chen Ning smiled and looked at Zhao Qilin: "I have seen many generals and marshals, and even killed a lot."

"But who are you? You dare to call yourself a marshal?"

"If you are considered a marshal, then what am I?"

Zhao Qilin frowned slightly and said coldly: "The Second Road Marshal is a title for our Hongmen, not a military rank. We have been passed down for thousands of years. Don't take the right name as you want to ask for trouble."

"And you ask me what you are. You are no longer the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army. You are the only one with a false title. In my eyes, nothing is left."

"You'd better kneel down now and apologize and admit your mistakes. Maybe I can consider giving you a lighter sentence."

Zhao Qilin really has his confidence when he said such words.

The Hongmen has been passed down for thousands of years and has always had a very strong influence. Even when it was glorious, the leader of the Hongmen often served as a guest and was invited to attend the National Day military parade.

The influence of the Hongmen is not limited to the world, but also to the political circles and even the military. There are friends from the Hongmen.

Therefore, Zhao Qilin really doesn't take Chen Ning, the "outdated" war god seriously.

Chen Ning smiled and said, "Then I might as well tell you my purpose."

"In the future, your Hongmen's helmsman will not be allowed to call yourself a marshal. You Hongmen must strengthen management, and the children in the sect will not cause trouble."

"And Zhao Qilin, you must apologize for your rude words to me."

Zhao Qilin said coldly: "What if I don't agree?"
Chapter completed!