Three poles in the sun!

Outside Qin City!

The simple and majestic old-fashioned city gate, under the sunshine, reveals the vicissitudes of history. Invisibly, it adds a bit of inviolable majesty.

At the city gate, there are three echelons arranged neatly.

Looking from the back to the front, at the very back is a row of black Mercedes-Benzes. They are arranged in three rows, corresponding to the three people in front.

Next to the Mercedes-Benz, the men in black looked solemn. They were all masters of the Qin family and could be described as the backbone.

The three people in front of them stood next to three Rolls-Royces.

Among the three people, the youngest is in his forties. The older one is already gray-haired.

However, everyone has the aura of a superior person invisibly.

Astonishingly, it was Wang Zhu of the Qin family.

The five kings of the Qin family, the golden pier, the silver gate, the copper well, the iron shadow, and the tin hall.

Xi Dian is dead, and the entire royal line has been abolished. His strength temporarily belongs to Tongjing. Apart from him, there is only one Jindun King who has not come.

The remaining three kings all arrived.

The men in black next to the corresponding Mercedes-Benz cars behind them are the most elite forces under their respective command.

The three kings came out together, and this formation was second only to the arrival of the old lady in person.

At the front of the Three Kings and Rolls-Royces, a dazzling red limited edition sports car stopped at the front of the formation.

The scissor door opened, and a burly man stood beside the car.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the depths of his eyes are like the undercurrent of the sea water, surging with the intention of killing.

When a person stands at the front, he is like a general commanding millions of troops on the battlefield. His aura even overshadows the three kings behind him.

Qin Biao!

The second young master of the Qin family is also now the nominal heir to the East Palace!

According to the agreement between him and Qin Tian, ​​the time to fulfill the bet was ten o'clock at noon. Now, it was just ten o'clock.

Unexpectedly, he was already here waiting.

Moreover, except King Jindun, he actually brought all the remaining three kings!

About a hundred people, with solemn expressions, stood out like thousands of horses standing in silence.

All eyes, looking in the same direction.

The sun was getting stronger and stronger, but none of these people even blinked an eyelash.

Among them, even the most inconspicuous one at the back is enough to stir up a storm if pulled out alone.

This is the heritage of the old Qin family.

If there was one person in the audience who was sweating non-stop, that person was Yang Dao.

He had his hands tied behind his back and knelt at Qin Biao's feet. His face was pale, his eyes were frightened, and he was sweating intermittently.

Just because he knows what is waiting for him.

Time passes.

Ten minutes, thirty minutes, an hour...

At noon, with only ten minutes left, at the end of the road, an off-road vehicle slowly came into view.

"Coming!"

"Qin Tian is here!"

Yin Zha let out a low cry, and there was a brief commotion among the crowd.

Qin Biao, who was standing at the front of the team, showed a smile.

He teased and said with a smile: "See, this is the courage of our eldest son and grandson, Lao Qin!"

"As expected of my good brother!"

"You are so classy that you went to the meeting alone!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Hearty laughter echoed in the sky, and everyone had strange expressions. Even the old Tongjing King, who had the most experience and the deepest scheming, couldn't guess what kind of medicine Qin Biao was selling in his gourd.

Logically speaking, Qin Biao would never give in easily.

However, he invited so many people to bear witness and repeatedly promised that he would definitely admit defeat.
Chapter completed!