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Chapter 309: The Hall Master of the God of War (Part 2)

"Of course, you have no place to go except Xingyaohui. Do you think that after this mission failed, you still have the face to return to your organization? You are not those brainwashed people. I said that if you have thoughts, you should be able to think, you should know how to live to be more nourishing, Eastern Turkistan elements? Haha, others are against the country, what about you? Do you really want to betray the motherland?" Ye Xingchen said at the end, his tone suddenly became cold, and everyone present trembled at the same time.

Mo Fei also raised his head in surprise and looked at Ye Xingchen, especially his eyes that looked like stars, as if he could see through the vicissitudes of the world and see everything in his heart.

"Mo Fei, whose original name is Zhang Xinghua, is from the mountain river in Lingnan. He was sentenced to prison for a crime killing and assassination of the army ten years ago. Later, he successfully escaped from prison. In the end, he had to join the Eastern Turkistan elements. Relying on his outstanding military achievements, he became a middle-class cadre. Mr. Zhang, I wonder if what I said was right?" Ye Xingchen's eyes narrowed into a thread, and the smile on his face bloomed again, but every time he said, Mo Fei's face turned pale. These are his information from several years ago, and even the country may not be able to find it clearly, but he...

"Haha, how about it? Zhang Xinghua is dead. Now you only have one name. Mo Fei, one is to become a member of the War God Hall. You are going back to your organization, continue to fight against the country, and continue to become a sinner who kills the people!" Ye Xingchen raised his voice again, but his eyes looked at Chen Xiaolong next to him. These materials were all recorded from the confidential documents of the East Turkistan elements with his high hacking technology.

"Okay, I promise you, but I won't do anything except killing people. I'd better ask for another position as the master!" At this time, Mo Fei knew that he had no way out and wanted to survive, the only way was to defect to the Xingyao Society.

"Haha, Master Mo, don't worry, no one will be the Lord of War God Hall except you, but all you need to do is train me to train a group of people who can kill people!" Ye Xingchen smiled, and Chen Xiaolong, Ouyang Jun, Luo Yin, and He Jiajie next to him also smiled, and they all smiled so brightly and so proudly.

Especially Ye Xingchen, almost every hall has its own focus, but there is no suicide squad. Although the Qilin team is also Ye Xingchen's suicide squad, they are all elite among the elites and the last trump card in Ye Xingchen's hands. Ye Xingchen doesn't want to let them go whenever there is anything.

If Mo Fei trains a team to defend the immortality for him, the strength of the Xingyao Society will increase by a geometric multiple. In addition to the group of gunmen trained by He Jiajie, who will be his opponent at that time?

Unifying Jinghai City is not Ye Xingchen's goal. His goal is actually very simple. He only needs to have enough strength to protect the person he loves. But how many people can achieve this simple goal in this world?

Some of Mo Fei's loyalty, Ye Xingchen asked Zi Feng to select some people with a lot of stains on him and joined the War God Hall. The number was not large, only one hundred people. Ye Xingchen assigned Mo Fei the task he wanted to train these hundred people into absolute elites. He believed that he would be able to do it.

Ye Xingchen and others, who had handled everything, were about to rush back to school. Because of the terrorist matters, the school postponed school for a week. Today is Sunday. All students must enter the school, otherwise they will be given a warning or even expelled. This is a very strict school rule, but no one does not abide by it. After all, after experiencing the terrorist matters, no one is willing to put their lives in danger again.

Just as I got in the car, Ye Xingchen's phone rang. When he opened it, he found that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey, who?" Ye Xingchen said while starting the engine.

"Brother Chen, it's me, Wang Xiaoche!" An anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Wang Xiaoche?" Ye Xingchen frowned slightly. Who is this person?

"Yes, didn't Brother Chen tell me last time that I would join Xingyao Club as long as I cut off one of Liu Xue's arm? Today we entered his bar and cut off one of his arms, but several brothers were caught by his subordinates. Brother Chen, you must save them, please!" The voice on the other end of the phone was still crying.

"Where are you now?" Ye Xingchen was just talking casually, but never thought that this guy would take it seriously.

"I'm now in an abandoned factory in the southern suburbs..." Wang Xiaoche quickly reported his address.

"You are waiting for me there, I'll come right away!" Ye Xingchen said and hung up the phone and called out to the people outside the car: "Xiaolong, inform Lao Qi and send people to Nanxing Street immediately, let's go first!" After saying that, as soon as he stepped on the device, the Bugatti Viagar, which had turned silver, flashed out.

"Fuck, this car is so cool. When will I buy one?" Chen Xiaolong cursed, but he also ran out while calling Wang Xiaohu. Three sports cars followed Ye Xingchen one after another, and whirlwinds blew on the road in the suburbs of the city.

When Ye Xingchen arrived at the location, Wang Xiaoche was covered in blood. A prince emperor motorcycle fell aside, and he was holding a bloody arm in his arms. When he saw Ye Xingchen and others coming, he rushed up.

"Brother Chen, you save them, please save them!"

"You are now the incense master of Xingyao Society, and they are also members of Xingyao Society. Don't worry, I won't let my brother get into the car!" Ye Xingchen knew that time was tight, so he didn't ask why he was the only one who escaped.

"Yes..." Wang Xiaoche didn't dare to talk much. Holding his arm was like jumping on Bugatti Vihang, an extremely cool sports car, but was scared by Ye Xingchen's words.

"Get out, it's that car!" Ye Xingchen cursed. This car was used to cover mm. If it was covered with the smell of blood, it would be great.

"Oh!" Wang Xiaoche said and ran towards Chen Xiaolong's white BMW. Chen Xiaolong was about to speak, but he heard Ye Xingchen's voice sound: "Xiaolong, if you want to change the car, let him get in!"

"Fuck!" Chen Xiaolong cursed inwardly, but for his Bugatti Veair, he had to sacrifice this BMW.

The group rushed to the Nantian billiard room of Nanxing Street. According to Wang Xiaoche, this was a stronghold of Liu Xue. They took advantage of the chaos to cut off one of Liu Xue's arms. But when everyone arrived at the billiard room, the entire billiard room was empty.

Chen Xiaolong, who was full of anger in his heart, cursed directly: "Wang Xiaoche, where are you talking about?"

"Brother Long, I...I...I don't know!" Wang Xiaoche was so scared that if he really couldn't find anyone, he didn't say that he had deceived Ye Xingchen, that the consequences would be something he would never dare to imagine.
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