Half an hour ago.
Six people sat around the table in the villa. The old man in the lead had a deep and long aura, and it was obvious that he was a super strong man.
"Do you know why we have called you to China? This is the first time we have set foot in the southwest since we left China." Laozi still closed his eyes and spoke in a deep voice.
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
They followed the Wushen sect and migrated to Burma several years ago, and have not returned to their hometown for many years.
"Okay, stop wasting your time thinking about it. I'll just tell you straight out." The old man waved his sleeves and opened his eyes. A ray of lightning faintly shot out from his eyes.
"The Wushen Cult originated from Myanmar. After entering our territory, it merged with the witchcraft from the southwest to become today's Wushen Cult."
"Wu Shen Cult, Wu Ghost Cult and Wu Xie Cult are collectively called Wu Cult."
"Among them, our Wugui Cult is the least valued because most of us are of Chinese blood and are looked down upon in Myanmar. This time, the leader of the Wugui Cult committed suicide and angered China. Therefore, I specially asked you to come here to show goodwill to China. It is a good opportunity for us to return to our roots and return to China."
After the old man finished speaking, the scene fell into silence.
"Mr. Bai, are you too timid? Can China really attack us?"
"Yes, Mr. Bai, isn't it inappropriate for you to do these things behind the back of the Holy Church?"
"That's right. China hasn't made any move for such a long time. I guess the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will just condemn it but no one will take it seriously."
Everyone was talking and laughing.
At this time, the old man slammed the table and said, "Be serious, everyone."
"I received confirmed news not long ago that Pluto will come to Myanmar in person to ask for someone." Old Bai said fiercely.
Hearing this, several people sneered.
"Mr. Bai, so this is what you are afraid of. Isn't it just a so-called Hades? Do you really believe in those illusory things circulating around?" A middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and teased.
The others also shook their heads secretly, wondering if they were getting older and becoming more timid.
The former Bai Lao was a high-level magic practitioner and one of the few masters in the southwest region.
He has traveled all over the country, and few people can match him in three moves. Now he is actually afraid of a person living on the Internet.
In their view, this so-called defeat of the Japanese Self-Defense Forces and the suppression of Russia to the point where it could not raise its head was obviously fabricated by some people on the Internet.
Absolutely not credible.
"Mr. Bai, we understand your good intentions, but I don't think this matter is that scary. Pluto is bullshit!" said a slightly younger man with disdain.
Bai Lao's chest rose and fell with anger, but he also expected that these people would not believe him, so he waved his hand and said, "Come out and show them."
"yes!"
A beautiful woman in palace dress, with a plump figure, sat down gently, twisting her waist, then took out a stack of photos and placed them on the table.
"I bought these from the Russians at a huge cost."
"Because the previous incident hurt Russia's reputation, these materials are extremely rare."
"In China, Russia has also blocked this matter, and now fewer and fewer people know about it."
The other people came over, took a look, and soon their faces turned pale.
The photo is not clear, but you can vaguely see a man fighting against a steel torrent of Russian armored vehicles and tanks.
That indomitable spirit can truly be described as "I will go forward even if there are thousands of people against me!"