"Any clues?"
Soapy asked in a deep voice, under the short wire-like hair, thick eyebrows like knives, Fang Zheng's face cut like a knife, thick lips, dark complexion, even if he just sat there, he gave people a sense of stability like a mountain.
The head of the Baisha First Corps is also the most trusted right-hand man of the Continent Lord, and one of the most powerful people in Baishazhou.
"It's Lian Baijun." The subordinates reported respectfully: "We spent a lot of effort to bribe the pirates' inside information, and found it from a ship repair supply point of the pirates. They had several warships injured and repaired them there. Their loss is not small."
"Mr. Lian Bai?" Soapy frowned. Most of the pirates were mobs with loose discipline and vulnerable. But the elite among the real pirates has strict discipline, even compared to the regular army, it is not inferior. Such pirates are extremely difficult to mess with, and they are the overlord among pirates.
[Black Mountain] led by Lian Baijun is one of them.
Suobi is one of the very few people who knows Lian Baijun's origin. Soapy admired this genius who was one of the top three graduates of the generals department at Tianlin Academy, whether it was strategy, courage, or determination.
The Montenegro pirates grew from scratch, from weak to strong, all built by this junior. And the Montenegrin pirates, although they plundered, did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. It can be seen that this junior of mine is still guarding the bottom line.
However, the level of a person who can repel the junior and cause such damage is not low.
"Who did it?" asked Soapy.
"It's a small team, forty-six in total, and the leader is called Xiong Nan. They took a boat halfway, and it is said that they came to Baisha to run a business." The subordinate said respectfully.
"Running business?" Soapy smiled, and said in a deep voice, "Check out this group of people."
What are you kidding? Even if it is him, it is absolutely impossible to defeat Lian Baijun with forty-six people. Such a powerful person runs a business
"Yes!" The subordinate quickly responded.
Soapy nodded, and then warned: "Pay attention to the law and order in the city. There are too many people from outside recently, and good and bad people are mixed together. Everyone should be vigilant."
"Yes, my lord!" The subordinate obeyed.
"Go."
When his subordinates left, Soapy fell into deep thought. Lian Baijun was involved, and the matter was definitely not that simple. He took out the communication card and injected energy. After a few seconds, a quiet voice sounded: "Senior Soby."
"Bai Jun, why did you attack Qin Yuran?" Suobi asked in a deep voice.
"Senior, is this here to Xingshi to inquire about the crime?" Lian Baijun didn't seem surprised, his tone was very calm.
"No, I just don't think it's that simple." Thorby said.
Lian Baijun fell silent.
"It seems that I guessed right." Sobi's tone remained the same, but a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Someone wants to attack Baishazhou?"
"You really deserve to be a senior." Lian Baijun praised.
"What conditions do they give you?" Soapy asked in a deep voice.
Lian Baijun was a little playful: "Is the senior trying to bribe me?"
"That's right." Soapy admitted straightforwardly: "Why not? I believe in Baisha, and I can offer enough conditions. Moreover, I believe that I have better reputation than others."
Lian Baijun was silent for a moment, then Fang said: "I'm sorry."
Soapy was not angry, he nodded and said, "Oh, it doesn't seem to be about money. It's not about money, but it's interesting to make Bai Jun's heart move."
"Senior, please be careful." Lian Baijun's quiet voice did not have any waves.
"Thank you Bai Jun." Sobi said politely.
After finishing the call, Soapy fell into deep thought. In the darkness, there was a flash of light in his eyes.
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He Ying's guards are all strong men recruited by spending huge sums of money, and there are no unknown people. They are not good at battle formations, but their personal strength is quite strong, even generals like He Ying are full of praise. Over the years, He Ying has earned countless faces, and the other regiment leaders are envious. When necessary, they acted as vanguards, like heavy axes, unstoppable, and one of the ultimate moves of the Second Corps.
Baisha City is an important town with prosperous business, and countless powerful people come here to pan for gold.
Money, status, and power, not every strong person can eat fireworks.
Survival of the fittest, the guards around He Ying changed batch after batch, and their strength continued to increase. In Baishazhou, everyone knows the "Front Camp" of the Second Corps.
Relying on the strength of Fengying, He Ying has been rampant for many years.
However, the sight in front of them surprised everyone.
Tang Tian didn't think too much about it, for He Ying, an unsightly thing, the crazy teenagers always beat him up. Consider the consequences first, and then consider the conditions and timing. This kind of difficult technical work is so high-end for the neurotic boy that he needs to look up to him, oh, he may not be able to look up to it.
In contrast, he is still better at solving problems with fighting.
Tang Tian, who was the first to strike, almost took a step. Everyone's eyes blurred, and he came in front of a big man rushing towards him.
This big man was extremely burly, although he was not disturbed by shock, his forward momentum remained unchanged, his arms shook, and he used the momentum to exhale and make a sound, a cannon hammer without fancy tricks!
The crimson light suddenly lit up from his body, solidified like molten iron, spreading all over his body, flowing slowly, like molten iron armor, the temperature of the air suddenly rose, the floor under his feet was turned into ashes, and his aura also rose to the extreme.
This punch was like a cannonball fired.
Tang Tian's eyes lit up, this was the first time he saw someone using punches in the sanctuary!
He also raised his right fist.
Zero Flame wrapped around his fist and spun rapidly, sizzling, and the faster and faster Zero Flame turned into a gray vortex.
Zero Flame Spiral Strength!
The boy didn't waste his time.
Stepping forward, the figure is like a bow, and the fist is like an arrow.
The fist holding Zero Flame collided with the crimson energy fist light without any tricks.
boom!
Tang Tian stepped back three steps before he stabilized his figure. His arms were so weak that he could hardly lift them up, but his face showed excitement. Although the saints in the sanctuary do not have exquisite soul skills, their use of energy is more direct and simpler.
Tianlu's boxing master was superior in technique, but the energy contained in this punch surpassed any boxing techniques Tang Tian had ever seen.
Even if Tang Tian's body was strong, he couldn't take it anymore.
While shaking his arms desperately, he gasped for air: "Hiss, it's numb, darling, it's amazing! Enough! It's too strong!"
The burly man stared at him steadfastly, with disbelief, vigilance and horror in his eyes, his whole body glowed red like molten iron, and a large piece was missing, from his right arm to his right chest, which was exposed outside.
What kind of punch is this
His own energy was annihilated! Forced to be annihilated!
That weird power, like an awl, drilled into his right arm, it was unstoppable, and all the energy was annihilated wherever it passed. What made him even more horrified was that the energy annihilation area was like land that had been eroded by poison, and his own energy couldn't advance an inch.
He knows how terrible it is!
The strong airflow from the collision of the two fists swept across like a hurricane.
But there were so many masters present, and there was no sign of any gestures. With light pressure on the palms, those turbulent air currents suddenly became invisible.
Bailou is the most upscale restaurant in Baisha City, and the guests it entertains are all famous people in Baishazhou. But now, due to Qin Yuran's reasons, dignitaries and celebrities from the surrounding continents have also flocked to Baishazhou, which directly led to the recent bursting of Bailou every day.
Naturally, the boss of Bailou would not have a backer. If someone else caused trouble, he would have thrown him out long ago. But with Ling Xia on one side and He Ying on the other, he really didn't dare to stand out. Ling Xia is about to be the commander of the Fifth Corps, and the Ling family is deeply rooted in the local area, and He Ying is also powerful and narrow-minded, if he is held hostage by him, not to mention the difficulty of running the restaurant, there is also the danger of family ruin.
The backgrounds of the two sides are too great, and none of the people present dare to step forward.
The punch they fought recklessly moved all the people present.
"Who is this person? He is so powerful!" Minggong was shocked. He is the old man of Baisha, and his support played an important role in being able to sit in this position as the current state lord. He has lived in Baisha for a long time, so he is naturally familiar with the Feng Ying around He Ying. Seeing that everyone was puzzled, he explained: "That boxer is Theo."
"Theo the fist of molten iron!" Someone exclaimed.
Some people who were originally disapproving, now looked dignified.
Bai Yue said in a deep voice: "It is rumored that Theo's fist light is as solid as hot molten iron. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation."
Duke Ming nodded in praise and said, "Theo really developed a unique way to cultivate his fist light. He first practiced in volcanic lava, and later he practiced in molten iron, and finally achieved great success, which is why he is known as Burning Fourteen Continents with one punch. Among the generals in the front camp, he is definitely ranked among the top five, but he did not expect to fall into the disadvantaged. The old man is very curious, who is this son?"
Bai Xiao was dumbfounded. Theo's reputation is not as high as his, but his strength is definitely not much worse than him. Theo fought up from the bottom step by step, and burned the Fourteen Continents with one punch. He was talking about his battle for fame. It lasted three years, and he challenged the masters of the entire Fourteen Continents, causing a sensation.
However, Theo was at a disadvantage!
He could hardly believe his eyes. Even if Tang Tian was swinging his arms heartlessly and muttering in his mouth, he didn't have the slightest demeanor of a master at all. But look at Theo again, the horror in his eyes is fully revealed, a large piece of his energy armor like molten iron has been bitten off.
Even though Theo is still trying to stay calm, anyone with a little insight can understand that Theo is at a disadvantage.
When he heard Duke Ming ask "Who is this son?", he came to his senses and was about to answer when Tang Tian in the arena screamed and rushed towards Theo.
"Come again!"
Tang Tian's roar could be heard by the audience.
There was a trace of fear in Theo's eyes, and at this moment, a cold snort came from behind: "I don't know if I will die!"
Theo's heart relaxed, he knew his friend's strength, he turned sideways slightly, a sword light brushed his body, and swept towards Tang Tian who was rushing towards him.
The silver sword light faltered in the air, and the strong sword intent instantly enveloped Tang Tian.
A ray of familiar yet unfamiliar aura made Tang Tian's hairs stand on end all over, law!
This sword has the taste of law.
Tang Tian's pupils suddenly shrank.