At The Beginning, The True Spirit Is Immortal, And The Talent Adds Some Physical Body.

In the lobby of the Iron Eagle Gang, Lei Wen gradually lost control of the situation, and everyone who came was aggressive.

The Wu League was reading in the cold, sitting on the mountain watching the tigers, watching with cold eyes, not paying attention to the fighting in the field, and only slightly dissatisfied with the Iron Eagle Gang.

Xie Tianhao relied on the court and intentionally or unintentionally forced the Iron Eagle Gang to take a stand. Seeing this posture, he wanted Chen Cuo to help the court.

Although the men led by the White Lotus Sect witch were not aggressive, they clearly had bad intentions.

There are also aristocratic families that have financial dealings with the Iron Eagle Gang, but are not true allies. They may also be eager to see them suffer misfortune and then gain maximum benefits.

Several people stood in different positions, each with their own thoughts, and the atmosphere became tense for a while.

"Now that things have happened, why hasn't Gang Leader Chen shown up yet? If we don't make a decision, I'm afraid we will have to fight to the death here!"

Xie Tianhao really didn't say anything shocking and just threw all the conflicts to Raven. They didn't care about the position of the Iron Eagle Gang. What they cared about was Chen Cuo's choice.

Perhaps Chen Cuo himself did not expect that the wealth value he represented was much greater than he had expected.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lei Wen. Lei Wen was helpless. Facing the aggressive and intrusive looks of many masters, he only regretted that he did not practice harder.

This situation was all caused by Chen Cuo, and of course he had to step in to solve it.

"It's almost time to go and see it!"

Chen Cuo stood up, put down the last piece, and walked towards the hall with the old man's slightly sad eyes.

"If you're not a son, you don't even know how to let me, an old man!" Fan Wufeng complained twice, then sat on a recliner, ate fruit, closed his eyes and rested.

When Chen Cuo heard this, the corner of his mouth slightly raised. He was also somewhat knowledgeable in chess, and he also realized that there were one or two young talents around him.

The old man is a real person, sparring with him is just for fun, winning or losing doesn't matter.

"Tap tap tap!"

There was a soft sound of footsteps. Chen Cuo did not hide his figure and did not care about the people present. He sat down generously on the golden eagle chair at the top of the stairs.

Everyone was shocked and confused, and the faces of the masters in the hall all changed. The people in the hall didn't even have a trace of breath leaking out, and they looked like ordinary mortals.

Everyone present was the best in their respective powers, well-known masters in the martial arts world, not to mention the divine eye catching the head. However, when everyone saw that Xie Tianhao was also dumbfounded, they all found it unbelievable.

Of course, such a surprised expression is reasonable. Martial Dao's cultivation has opened up the cultivation of Qi and blood. Martial Artists are all full of Qi and blood, and their bodies are strong. The Iron Eagle Gang's business is spread all over the country and abroad, and there are countless things that are coveted by others. But in the past five years, countless souls have died under Chen Cuo's iron fist.

A young, powerful man with massive wealth, Chen Cuo is already at the center of the storm. Every move of such a person should have great power, not the 'mortal' in front of him.

Xie Tianhao didn't believe it. He didn't believe that someone could hide Qi and blood so well under his divine eyes. There was no martial arts that could hold back the breath to such an extent. But when he saw Chen Cuo step by step and sat down, he suddenly A ridiculous thought arose in my heart.

"unless……"

After Chen Cuo sat down, a white two-tailed fox suddenly jumped on his lap and lay down. Chen Cuo stroked Xiao Bai's hair with his gentle hands, and the scene suddenly felt like a monster.

Han Yue's pupils shrank, and there was a hint of coldness between his brows. Some people present were extremely surprised and began to whisper softly.

There were many people from other forces involved in the Mountain Spirit incident. There were also many people who escaped from the Martial League alone. The news of the white fox and the Mountain Spirit had long spread, and many Martial Artists were present. Everyone has heard the news.

There are so few strange beasts like the two-tailed white fox. The birth of one in the Qian Kingdom is a blessing. Han Yue doesn't think that the white fox here will be another one. Doesn't it mean that the death of his younger brother, Are the deaths of everyone in the Martial Alliance related to him?

Does it mean that the Mountain Spirit is in his hands?

But now what does Chen Cuo want to do if he doesn't cover up the traces of the white fox?

Isn't he afraid of death? Or……