"This is a bit difficult to handle. In addition to using the Heart Sword ability, I also have to use the internal energy to attack Lei Bojun, and the internal energy is very dynamic.

There are 20 or 30 warriors living in the city all the year round, and it will not be so easy to escape quietly at that time.

Still have to wait for Lei Bojun to leave the city before he can find a chance to attack him. "

Chen Yiming thought for a while and said helplessly.

The violent power of thunder and lightning is a little bad, and the movement is too great when it is activated.

The inner strength martial artist's spiritual sense is extremely sensitive. As long as there is a martial artist's full strength shot, he will definitely be aware of it at the first time.

And within a distance of just a few miles in the city, the inner strength warriors can arrive in the blink of an eye.

At this time.

A man pushed open the door of the Tongji Fist Gym, walked in and talked with Lei Bojun for a few words, and Lei Bojun followed the man out of the Tongji Fist Gym.

The two quickly walked towards the office building of the city government, with Chen Yiming following far behind them.

The city government office building is located in the west of the city center. There are more than ten office buildings of different heights in it, and there are special guards patrolling the entrance.

Chen Yiming didn't dare to go in after following him nearby.

This area, as the center of the city, maintains the normal operation of the entire city. It is the most heavily defended place and cannot be easily intruded.

"I don't know when Lei Bojun will find out that something happened to his disciple." Chen Yiming whispered, looking for a place where he could see the square in front of the office building and waiting.

……

City government office building, a conference room.

A group of people sat around a conference table that was nearly ten meters long and more than three meters wide.

As long as these people sit there, they will have an extraordinary temperament reflected in their bodies.

Ren Pingsheng, with gray hair and a serious face, sat on the main seat.

He was wearing ordinary casual clothes, and his figure was only slightly larger than normal, but just sitting there gave people an invisible pressure.

The other people sitting around the conference table were the patriarchs of thirteen martial arts gyms, the patriarchs of seven martial artist families, and the chairman of ten major groups.

Lei Bojun from the Tong-arm Fist Gym is full of fierceness and his muscles are extremely developed.

Wan Rong of the Tang Snake Sword Museum is elegant and easy-going, with a white beard that grows to his chest, looks like an ordinary old man.

An Yuhong of Liuyun Sword Hall, with a graceful figure, wearing a layer of white gauze, the scenery inside is looming.

……

They are the representatives of the top folk forces in Donghu City, and everyone is a martial artist.

"I don't know if we were suddenly called tonight, and there is something important to announce." Lei Bojun was a little impatient and spoke first.

He was dealing with the conflict between the two core disciples under his sect and did not want to participate in this kind of meeting.

The reason is that Wu Yunsheng's comprehensive talent is not enough.

Wu Yunsheng's physical talent meets the requirements for breaking through the martial artist realm, but his talent in tranquility is average. In the past two years, he has not been able to complete the outline of the artistic conception map, and he is stuck in the quasi-martial artist realm.

The eldest disciple under the sect did not have absolute certainty to break through the martial artist realm, and Lei Bojun had to train several more potential disciples, such as the second disciple and the third disciple.

Therefore, there is a conflict between the two potential disciples below. As a master, he must mediate, maintain healthy competition in the martial arts hall, and finally choose a qualified heir.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at everyone and saw everything.

"There are three different-world space passages near Donghu City, among which there is a change in the space passage in the Nuhe Mountains."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone's eyes were focused on one person.

"Look at me no matter what, I didn't kill that Yanyang monitor lizard." Jiang Weishun smiled awkwardly.

He is the chairman of Datong Group, a large comprehensive enterprise whose business includes real estate, logistics, supermarkets, etc., and is well-known in Donghu City.

"Now is not the time to pursue personal responsibility, the second wave of beast tides will soon come.

In order to block the beast tide in the mountains, I decided to send ten warriors from the civil forces of East Lake to the Nuhe Mountains. "

Ren Pingsheng said, his eyes swept over the people below.

There was silence in the entire conference room, no one objected and no one actively agreed.

Many of them actually received some news more or less before they came.

But war can be different from hunting alien beasts in peacetime. In the event of loss, unless you get an order to retreat, you are not allowed to escape without permission.

Most of the thirteen martial arts halls are provincial powerhouses with branches in the cities below.

Many of these museum owners were once eliminated there and were sent to work in branch offices, which was no different from retirement.

And the patriarchs of the seven warrior families need them to support the whole family, and they are even more reluctant to take risks on the battlefield.

As for the chairman of the remaining ten major groups, they are all at the bottom of the martial artist realm, and they start companies in small cities and become bosses.

"I'm so old that I've almost retired from the position of the pavilion owner. Young people need more experience, so I won't take this opportunity." Wan Rong, the current pavilion owner of the Mango Sword Pavilion, said slowly.

"With so many men present, it's never my turn to be a woman like me at the front line, right?" An Yuhong said with a smile.

……

Someone took the lead Soon most of the people present found various reasons to refuse.

There were only a few people with ugly faces and never made a sound. These people were either relatively young, or their strength was at the middle and upper levels in the martial artist realm of East Lake City.

However, counting these few people, it is still more than half the number of ten people.

"You are the mainstay of East Lake City. Now that the beast tide is about to break out, you don't want the beast tide to come under the city." Ren Pingsheng said lightly, with a hint of threat in his tone.

When the warriors in the conference room heard the words, you see him, he sees me.

Of course, they understand this truth. If the beast tide hits the city, the loss will definitely be far greater than outside the city.

In the mountains to block the beast tide, the casualties are all martial arts practitioners, and martial arts practitioners welcome a new group of people every year.

As long as the city is safe and sound, the future will not be cut off.

But the truth is this, and those who cultivate to the martial artist realm will not hesitate to die. These people are big bosses in Donghu City.

"I don't think ten people are too many, and Donghu City itself can't draw too much power. Besides, Sushui City is closer to the Nuhe Mountains." Lei Bojun said with a frown.

Although Lei Bojun is also older, the one he cultivates is the power one, and he is best at fighting on the battlefield.

"I have already discussed with Sushui City, we only need ten people, and there will be twelve people there." Ren Pingsheng replied.

Lei Bojun's expression suffocated, and he was blocked back.

"Since no one took the initiative, I'll just name and arrange, Jiang Weishun... Lei Bojun." Ren Pingsheng said lightly.

It took less than a minute to read the names of ten people. Ren Pingsheng obviously had a list in his heart, and the discussion with everyone just now was just out of basic respect.