Chapter 903

"The three great swordsmen are monsters, not human beings!"

Zhao Xuemei's red lips widened for a long time before she was able to close them and murmured in a low voice.

Before she provoked Wang Xu, it was also because Wang Xu looked too young, so even after hearing the rumors and seeing people in person, she still couldn't help questioning and couldn't believe it.

As a strong a +, Zhao Xuemei has experienced a lot of life and death, especially in her treasure hunting industry. She often encounters many strange dangers, and even sees people who have been dead for thousands of years suddenly resurrect.

But even in the face of the resurrected ancient strong, she was not so awed as she is now. Because she was able to escape from the resurrected ancient strongman, but she couldn't even resist in front of Wang Xu.

"Now you believe what I told you beforehand?" Ma Tianyun hums coldly.

Zhao Xuemei looks complex nodded, where dare to have disrespect.

"Boss Ma, I have to remind you of one thing. The island is getting bigger and bigger now. We are not the only ones who know about it." Zhao Xuemei said suddenly.

"The news leaked?" Ma Tianyun's pupil suddenly shrank.

"Yes, even my knowledge of the way in has been lost. Before that, many forces have contacted us secretly, more or less with a bit of malice, threatening our shared Road, otherwise there will be trouble. " Zhao Xuemei said calmly.

Originally, she was not prepared to say these things, and even thought that she was optimistic about several stronger forces and was divorced from the Majia expedition.

But now with Wang Xu, she obviously changed her mind.

Ma Tianyun frowned and subconsciously looked at Wang Xu. He hesitated

"Mr. Wang, it seems that things have changed. We may be in trouble..."

"Well, the fog outside the secret place is not ordinary fog, and not everyone can get through it. Now, we have a right route. Others may not be able to get in. " Wang Xu said faintly and suddenly laughed

"What's more, with me, what are you afraid of?"

Smell speech, Ma Tianyun is a Leng at first, think carefully later, still really, have Wang Xu in, what is he afraid of?

Even Zhao Xuemei doesn't think there is anything wrong with Wang Xu's natural tone. Instead, she thinks that this is the mentality of the top strong.

"However, an accident happened later. We sent out the message to all forces that we wanted to share the route of entering and leaving the secret place, and called all the people over. Before going in, I would solve all the problems at one time, so that there would be no trouble."

Wang Xu put away his smile and finally looked at the misty sea in the distance. He turned and walked towards the cabin.

There were already four or five large ships on the other side of the sea. They arrived earlier than them, but they didn't seem to find their way, and they knew the horror of the fog. They were always wandering outside the fog.

Even, there is a faint intention to intercept them.

Obviously, Ma Tianyun's news is more than a leak.

But there are some things that Wang Xu doesn't care about and doesn't want to care about. Now that there is trouble, solve it.

"Go to work. It's seven o'clock tonight. Don't waste time." Wang Xu finally said.

Ma Tianyun nodded and agreed.

Zhao Xuemei's eyes are shining. Looking at Wang Xu's back, she doesn't know what she is thinking.

……

meanwhile.

A special party has been held in advance on another large ship tens of miles away.

"Damn it, a group of white pigs and black monkeys are neglecting me so much. Isn't it a broken party, and they don't even give me a seat to attend? What the hell are you inviting us to do? "

In the banquet hall of the ship, Zhao Guangji sat drinking in a corner with a gloomy face, and was accompanied by a middle-aged man in his forties with a stiff face.

As Zhao Guangji was about to have a drink, the middle-aged man next to him held him down and said in a deep voice:

"Second young master, you can't drink any more now."

"Uncle Zhao, you can see the attitude of those bastards towards us. They just pay attention to our Zhaowu group. I can't help it!" Zhaoguangji complains angrily.

Zhao Shumian has no expression, light says:

"Second young master, this is the cruel reality between the underground world and the dark forces. Our Zhaowu group is nothing compared with those forces and strong ones present tonight."

Zhao Guangji was silent for a moment. Then he raised his hand and smashed his glass on the table. His eyes were red and he roared in a low voice

"I don't agree!

The hairy boy named Wang Xu, how can he make so many forces and powerful people awe him?

These bastards gather here to discuss him alone?

For what?

He's just a kid who doesn't even have hair

At the end of the roar, zhaoguangji couldn't control the volume, and his eyes were red and bleeding.

But at the same second, a big hand also silently pressed on him, and Zhao Shu said in a low voice with no expression on his face:

"Second young master, you are drunk!"

The next second, he raised his hand and clapped it on zhaoguangji's neck. Zhaoguangji immediately fainted without saying a word.

After laying Zhao Guangji lightly on the sofa, Zhao Shucai looked up at the crowd in front of him, and his eyes showed a complex color that could not be spoken.

In the middle of the huge banquet hall, twelve huge high backed chairs did not form a circle, and twelve men and women with different faces, such as gloomy, calm, hypocritical, hypocritical and so on, sat on them.

With each chair as the center, their respective subordinates were standing behind them, ranging from two or three to dozens.

Some of these people are known by Uncle Zhao, while others are not. But he knows that everyone who can sit in a chair is a big man, a top leader of an organization, and a word at will can decide the life and death of countless people.

"Head of the Vulcan mercenary regiment, Andre!"

"Heart of darkness, clown, grant!"

"Jiujuemen, the new leader of Guimen, the ghost King Chen Wushuang?"

"The wounds of long gun glory, Queen cajesse?"

"The international underground world, the top one on the God list, SSS legendary killer, butcher!"

……

The identity and strength of the people sitting on the high back chair are stronger than each other, and the weakest one is not comparable to Zhaowu group.

And these are the things that uncle Zhao knew after he came to take a seat. What a terrible origin are those things that he didn't know before he arrived?

Especially in the direction of theme, the two empty high backed chairs placed side by side brought great curiosity and awe to almost everyone present.

Even those who are qualified to sit on those chairs, their eyes are inadvertently gathered on them for many times, and they are afraid of something.

At this time, a short man, only about 1.6 meters tall, quietly appeared beside uncle Zhao

"Zhao Sandao, long time no see."