Lin Qiu looked at Wan Zong up close. He was over 70 years old, with gray hair and even half of his eyebrows.

The skin at the corners of his eyes drooped on his bags, and the deep wrinkles on his forehead were as clear as if they were carved by a knife.

Lin Qiu sneered in his heart. It seemed that he overestimated this R-level guardian.

Before this, he had fought with two R-level masters in the Temple of Gods and had some understanding of R-level strength.

But there is a saying in China that boxing is afraid of being strong at a young age. Even if a person is very powerful when he is young, he has to lose to his body first when he is in his twilight years.

Lin Qiu took ten seconds to confirm that this Wan Guardian could not compare with the two R-level masters he met.

Lin Qiu smiled slightly: "The Wan Guardians are really tactful. I know that I may not be able to go out and even have the funeral preparations? Don't worry, no matter how bad you have done, I will be a senior in my eyes. After you leave, I will bow to you."

Mr. Wan's mouth raised: "I heard that Long Ying's people have great skills in their mouths. When they meet today, they are really famous. Just your mouth skills can definitely represent the entire Long Ying."

Lin Qiu shook his head: "If you could defeat you even if you talk, then your Hidden Sect would have been destroyed several times. Wan Guardians, wouldn't you be scared just because I said a few words, right?"

The people from the Hidden Sect shouted under the arena: "Wang Guardian, don't be with him Moji, just kill this bastard."

"As long as you take action, this little bastard will definitely be done. Today, Long Ying's face will be defeated."

Wan Zong waved at them: "What's the hurry? It's rare to meet a young man who is ready to die. Of course, I have to talk a little bit. There are not many people like this in this society now."

He looked at Lin Qiu: "Boy, I really didn't expect that you would really dare to come today. I am ready to return without success, but you appeared, and I admire you from the bottom of my heart."

Lin Qiu smiled and said, "I don't want to hit an old man either. I still understand the traditional Chinese respect for the elderly and love the young. But the dirty tricks you did in the Hidden Sect are so disgusting. I can't rub sand in my eyes, and the country and the people are watching behind me. I can't stop coming. So, if you beat you to death later, you will blame me. Who told you to work hard for Hidden Sect?"

Wan Zong laughed and gave Lin Qiu a thumbs up: "A young man with S plus strength, facing a senior with R-level strength, can still speak lies righteously when he dies. I admire you."

His eyes suddenly emitted a cold light: "Since you have come, why don't we play bigger? What do you think?"

Lin Qiu raised his chin at him: "It's good to say that people are about to die. You say, I'll listen."

Wan Zong was too lazy to fight with him, and said lightly: "Today we will conclude life and death, and we will bet on our affairs after our lives. Don't you want to deal with Rashomon? Today I represent Rashomon. If I lose, Rashomon will hand over all the property and leave it to your Longying to manage."

"But if you lose!" Wan Zong snorted coldly: "The person in charge of Long Ying must apologize to us, and then announce the dissolution, and my Hidden Sect will take over."

As soon as Wan Zong finished speaking, the people from the Yinmen started to make excuses.

"Do you dare to play? Are you very arrogant? You won't admit defeat now, right?"

"Do you guys from Longying, don't you trust him very much? If you trust him, just play this with us."

"I think they dare not play. They came here today to be a swollen person and pretend to be fat. They sent an unknown man to die, so they didn't dare to play with him if they gave them 120 courage."

The people from Hidden Sect were sarcastic and booed.

The Shadow Lord frowned and looked towards the VIP private room. Although he was the person in charge of Long Ying, he did not have the right to agree.

In the VIP room, Minister Li was also looking at Xiao Cheng: "Old Chief, is this a big deal? None of us is sure whether Lin Qiu will win. Putting the whole Long Ying on him and gamble, wouldn't he take Long Ying seriously."

"That's it!" Another senior executive interjected: "A small Rashomon is at most a tool for making money by the Hidden Sect. If there is no, there will be nothing. They want to use a small fortune to trade a Rashomon to exchange for the entire dragon shadow. This transaction is obviously a loss, and I don't agree."

Xiao Cheng was also a little confused because compared with his strength, Lin Qiu was bound to lose.

He also held a little hope, thinking that Lin Qiu might just win, but Xiao Cheng himself was not sure if he wanted to put all his hopes on Lin Qiu.

The entire gymnasium was completely in chaos, and everyone who supported the Hidden Sect shouted, asking Lin Qiu not to be cowardly and agree if he had the guts.

At this time, Xiao Nan and Zuo Qi came to Xiaocheng and their private room. Xiao Nan smiled bitterly and said, "Sorry, everyone, Wan Zong has made a temporary decision and has nothing to do with us. What they want to bet on was all the things they thought about just now, and they didn't communicate with us at all."

Xiao Cheng snorted coldly: "No, it's not, why are you nervous? Do you need to explain so quickly?"

Xiao Nan laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid of misunderstandings from the leaders? Of course, I can understand Wan Zong. The bet he mentioned is actually the voice of everyone present. They really think that Long Ying's department is not necessary, so they bet. If Long Ying has the ability to exist, why should they be afraid of making a promise?"

"Of course, if all the leaders are unhappy and think it doesn't matter if public resources are wasted to raise a useless department, I can ask Wan Zong to take back what he said just now and pretend that he has never said anything. As the saying goes, it's better to live without a single life than to die. We are not unreasonable people."

"Don't you go?" Xiao Cheng slapped the table and stood up: "Who said they dare not agree? Long Ying was created by us. If they exist, they are valuable. I wanted to give you some face. Since you are not afraid of being slapped in the Hidden Sect, I'm not polite. Just do this, just keep playing if you want to."

Minister Li wanted to pull Xiaocheng, but he had already said that everything was too late, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

Xiao Nan laughed: "The old leader is happy, okay, just say one thing."

After Xiao Nan went out, he announced Xiao Cheng’s decision just now to the audience.

The people who supported the Hidden Sect cheered collectively, and many people were shouting to kill Lin Qiu and disband Long Ying.

Most of the people on Longying's side were ashamed, and their faces were ugly, including the Shadow Lord.

"How could the senior management agree to this condition? Do you really don't want us Long Ying to exist?"

"Hey, it seems that our good days are over."

On the stage, Wan Zong took a step back with a smile: "Young man, show all your abilities."
Chapter completed!