If someone really dares to bring mercenaries to the Meng family's headquarters to destroy them wantonly, and dare to do something so rampant, he can't think of a second person.

In order to convince Meng Lingyu, Meng Fanxiang continued to anxiously say on the phone: "nephew Lingyu, the man of the bloody razor king is well prepared. He has cut off all communication signals in advance, so what happened in the village can't be transmitted outside. That yinziyu is so terrible that it's still chasing me. Please send someone to meet me, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to see you alive. "

This is clearly a call for help. In fact, it provides a lot of information. On the one hand, he tells himself that this important mind is still alive and has the chance to start all over again; On the other hand, tell him that the planner who started the raid did not leave. As long as you come to save me, you may catch the razor king at the same time.

Who said the swordsman only wanted to study the skills of knives? As the core of Meng's medicine hall, Meng Fanxiang's mind fully meets the quality of a politician.

Hearing that Yin Ziyu didn't leave, everyone over there was nervous. Meng Jinlong immediately made a decision: "send someone to meet leader Meng Fanxiang immediately. After determining the position, set up defenses on all sides and send out the most elite swordsmen. They must catch the king's razor!"

The other three elders and Meng Lingyu immediately nodded. At this time, they don't care about anything else. Once Yin Ziyu is allowed to leave, they are afraid that their face will be lost to grandma's house. Moreover, there is no way to suppress the news. Next, I'm afraid that Meng's medicine hall will be suppressed by competitors from all walks of life, and Meng's daozong will be in a precarious position in the world.

Meng Lingyu anxiously asked on the phone: "leader Meng, where are you now?"

Meng Fanxiang looked out of the window. There were mountains and old roads everywhere. He could only report his general position with a bitter smile.

Meng Lingyu immediately passed the news to all the swordsman disciples who had been sent out. They quickly changed into ordinary people's clothes and drove to meet Meng Fanxiang.

It's just that the distance between the two sides is a little far, hundreds of kilometers apart. Even if there's no fatal drag racing along the way, it's estimated that it will take more than an hour to get there.

When the other side began to work, Meng Lingyu also asked Meng Fanxiang: "leader Meng, we will try our best to help you with this aspect, but you need to think carefully about the reason for the mysterious disappearance of the disciples of the single sword Meng family. I believe there is no strange thing for no reason. There must be some angle you didn't think of. Besides, you'd better not do anything illegal in private. If there is something in the hands of the government, we can't protect you. "

Some scandals have to be mentioned ahead. After all, there are deeper reasons for parting ways. Meng Lingyu is not unaware of the virtue of single sword.

Meng Fanxiang hung up the phone, his face uncertain. Shuangdao Meng's family was worried about this as long as he expected. After all, the two families didn't conspire with each other because they didn't know each other. So Meng Fanxiang didn't respond to this.

Meng Lingyu over there knows that Meng Fanxiang doesn't do good things. He has heard about those who play martial arts. To tell you the truth, he despises them from the bottom of his heart. This kind of person has long violated martial arts morality, not to mention the pursuit of swordsman.

In particular, that guy has been expanding a lot in recent years. Sometimes he speaks with a proud attitude. It seems that he has already surpassed the appearance of Shuangdao Meng's family, so although he sympathizes with him, he also feels that the guy is to blame.

If you are forced by thunder, what's more, you are just a medicine seller outside. It's needless to say that the guy started to take Meng's medicine hall away from the right path, pretended to be traditional Chinese medicine with grass roots and bark, made all-round fraud, colluded with others to sell contraband goods.

If you are too proud, you will make trouble. If you don't make trouble today, you will make trouble tomorrow. This guy is a bomb that will blow up sooner or later.

Meng Fanxiang took a look at the blood oozing from his lower abdomen and slowly closed his eyes with a cold hum. I hung up without saying anything.

It's just a temporary use of your strength. When I make a comeback, it's unknown who will be strong or weak.

It seems that they are more familiar with the continuous mountains. I believe that Yin Ziyu, no matter how powerful he is, can't escape. At that time, he must stab the enemy himself, and speak out his evil spirit.

However, after going through major events, I learned that the so-called same clan is only an alliance of interests. Those outsiders can't believe it at all. Only when they have their own real strength can they believe it.

Once something goes wrong, it is possible for anyone to put all the blame on himself, or even to make himself unable to say anything unfavourable

Thinking of this, Meng Fanxiang suddenly blew up all over his body. His hair stood upright. He grabbed his driver's hand fiercely. Regardless of the pain in his abdomen, he felt sweating all over his body.He can think of killing people and killing people. How can the Meng family not think of it? Isn't it the best time to merge the two families, swallow their own Mengshi medicine hall and restore Mengshi daozong?

He will never bypass Meng Jinlong if he is in the opposite situation! It can't be easier to kill people. For a moment, he felt dizzy and couldn't even breathe. He said to his disciple in a manic way, "come on, stop now."

The disciple didn't understand Meng Fanxiang's idea, but he faithfully followed and parked the car on the side of the road.

"Take me away from here. I can't tell Shuangdao Meng's family where we are anymore." Meng Fanxiang made a hasty order.

The disciple immediately got down from the driver's seat, ran to the co pilot, picked up Meng Fanxiang's back, quickly ran away from the remote and uninhabited trees, and even disguised his footprints.

After escaping to a hidden animal cave, Meng Fanxiang and his disciples drove all the animals out of the cave. Despite the smell, they sat down on the wall and gnashed their teeth for a while. As if they had made some kind of decision, they felt for their mobile phone and dialed a phone.

After connecting there, a strange voice came from a woman. Speaking fluent English, she said, "it's a transoceanic phone... This is the monster alliance. What can I do for you?"

It was Shirley who answered the phone.

Now she and white are watching the football World Cup performance excitedly, and the related gambling is also in full swing. White is a real gambler. He has been lingering in the competition of various cities these days, making money and losing money. But it's nothing. As long as he can bet, he will be happy.

After receiving the call, Shirley turned to see white who was excited to watch the game. She said with a smile: "if it's not a special emergency, wait until the end of the game."

"I'm Meng Fanxiang, the leader of the Meng family in the Central Plains Wulin. I have something to ask for Mr. White, the king of monsters." Meng Fanxiang took the lead in reporting his own name. In fact, this kind of behavior is not in line with the Convention.

There are always reasons for exceptions. Most people have very special or urgent requirements and no longer care about their privacy.

"It's Mr. Wang of swordsman. Please wait a moment." Shirley, of course, has heard of Meng Fanxiang's name. With a smile, she compliments him and hands her mobile phone to white, whose eyes are shining