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Chapter 3262 Internal Information

"Then let's talk quickly, what did your superior ask you to do in the border town?"

Zhong Qinglei's feet were still on the head of Yuanman's monk, and he asked coldly: "Also, how much information does your superior have? What position does he have in Yuanman have? What does it have to do with the city lord of the border city?"

The monk who was stepping on his head was very uncomfortable.

After all, Zhong Qinglei's feet are quite powerful, which has already caused the monk's head to sink into the soil.

He begged for mercy and said, "Senior, can you let me come out first?"

"No!" Zhong Qinglei refused without hesitation: "If you want to say that, just say that. If you don't say that, I will just stomp your head, and then ask other Yuanman monks, you can choose it yourself."

When Zhong Qinglei refused to remove the Yuanman monk's request, a trace of despair flashed in the Yuanman monk's eyes.

It was obvious that he didn't want to cooperate with Zhong Qinglei at first, but just wanted to trick Zhong Qinglei into taking back his feet first, and then take the opportunity to escape. Unfortunately, Zhong Qinglei didn't even give him any chance, and he had no choice but to confess honestly.

Moreover, Zhong Qinglei has been stepping on his head, which can also put him in a huge amount of psychological pressure.

He compromised helplessly: "My superior is the district mayor of the southern part of Yuanman, and is mainly responsible for dealing with threats from the south. The city lord of the border city is our outpost. After losing contact with the city lord of the border city yesterday, the district mayor asked me to go over and investigate."

"Oh, it's such an important thing to lose contact, just send you a Taoist cultivator to investigate?" Zhong Qinglei was very suspicious.

Because I feel that I really don't pay much attention to it.

The internal composition of Yuanman feels a bit like a military organization. After the border town as a frontier loses contact, it is a very serious matter for any military organization and must be taken seriously, otherwise it may cause a catastrophe to itself.

However, the southern district mayor of Yuanman actually sent only one Taoist cultivator to investigate.

No matter how you look at it, it's abnormal.

"Yes." Yuanman's monk replied honestly: "Because our district mayor think that if the city lord of the border city encounters danger, he will definitely pass the news back and will not be killed directly. If he loses contact, it may be that the magic weapon used for contact is broken."

After hearing this, Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei were speechless.

There are many people with big hearts, but this is the first time they hear people with big hearts like this.

However, from this, we can also see how powerful the Yuanman's senior management is.

It is precisely because of their strong enough that they think that no one can kill the border city lord silently.

Moreover, the powerful person in the border city lord can only stand at the front, which is really terrible.

"Liu Zhengyang, do we still have to move forward?" Zhong Qinglei asked with some concern.

"Of course we have to keep moving forward, why not?" Liu Zhengyang asked Zhong Qinglei and said, "Yuan Man's strength is already so strong. If we don't make trouble for them quickly and let them continue to be stronger, wouldn't we have to face a stronger opponent in the future?"

Zhong Qinglei obviously doesn't want to continue moving forward.

He had already smelled death.

However, what Liu Zhengyang said was also a fact, which made him completely unable to refute.

He sighed heavily, "It seems that he can only fight to the death."
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