Fog Survival

To be able to rush to Xianyu Qionglou in ten minutes, these three excellent-level masters are probably nearby!

Moreover, three excellent-level masters were dispatched at once, which surprised everyone.

After all, which excellent-level master is not the one who leads an army and sits in a place?

This also made them believe that what Qi Yuan said before was not a joke: his strength is indeed extraordinary and powerful!

Qi Yuan ignored their little thoughts and ordered straightforwardly: "You all should jointly investigate this matter. An Changlin, you assist the governor, and Miss Xiaoyan will also participate. Don't worry about offending anyone, investigate thoroughly."

After receiving the order, Meng Xuemin, Aunt Qin Mu, Xiaoyan, and the other three excellent-level masters all quickly accepted the order.

Without any delay, the three of them left the private room directly.

After everyone left, An Changlin also seemed a little cautious and didn't dare to say much.

Qi Yuan looked ahead silently, watching the mad dog-like young man being carried out of the ring by several black-clad security guards.

"Changlin, send someone to bring that young man over here."

...

When Zhang Wei finished the fight and was dragged off the ring, the black-clad waiter was also stunned. He was also frightened by the fight just now and did not dare to get close.

But what shocked him even more was yet to come.

When Zhang Wei was carried out, a young man in a wheelchair appeared under the ring.

The security guards of the surrounding underground gambling arena saluted and stood respectfully beside him after seeing this.

After the young man said a few words, the security guards nodded one after another, and then carried Zhang Wei and slowly walked towards the luxurious viewing room in the eyes of everyone.

"Hey, who is that guy? He seems to know the security guard."

"You are so ignorant that you don't even know who this guy is!"

"Oh? He is famous?"

"Do you know Meng Xuemin?"

"Of course. Who would not know Boss Meng if they are in the underground gambling arena? What does this have to do with this young man?"

"Hey, Boss Meng Xuemin is the manager of this floor of the underground gambling arena. This young man in the wheelchair... is the manager of the entire Xianyu Qionglou."

"Fuck? So awesome?!"

"That's impossible..."

When everyone was talking about it with relish, only the black-clad waiter secretly thought it was not good. Fine beads of sweat emerged from his forehead, and he hurriedly wanted to turn around and leave.

Although he didn't know what was in the luxurious viewing room, he knew that it must be a senior executive of Xianyu Qionglou.

If Zhang Wei exposed what he did, he would most likely be in trouble!

So at this moment, he had only one thought in his mind - escape!

But just when he turned around and was about to leave, he was stopped by a group of sturdy black-clad security guards.

The leader was a top-level warrior. He looked at him solemnly and said lightly: "Sir, after our investigation, you have violated the rules of Xianyu Qionglou. Please cooperate with our investigation."

Without waiting for the black-clad waiter to respond, the surrounding security team quickly stepped forward and controlled the black-clad waiter and the surrounding black-clad men.

...

Qi Yuan looked at the young man who was sitting on the ground next to the chair, looking dull and lifeless, and frowned slightly.

Under his calm face, I don't know what he was thinking.

An Changlin, who was sitting upright in a wheelchair, didn't dare to say a word.

After a full ten minutes, Qi Yuan slowly opened his mouth: "Hello, I am the boss of Xianyu Qionglou. Can you tell me about your experience?"

Zhang Wei sat on the ground, his hands drooping helplessly, with red and white blood between his fingers, his naked body covered with splattered blood, and his eyes like dead fish drooped slightly.

When he heard the six words "boss of Xianyu Qionglou", his dead eyes fluctuated slightly.

Qi Yuan did not urge him, and looked at him patiently.

Slowly, Zhang Wei's eyes raised, the hollow but bloodshot eyes, as scary as zombies.

"Boom... Roar!"

Without any signs, like a beast attacking, Zhang Wei suddenly jumped up from the ground, and rushed forward with his teeth and claws, biting Qi Yuan.

"Be careful!"

An Changlin's pupils dilated, and he shouted at Qi Yuan.

At the same time, the spirit tree bee was quickly activated at the first time, and the thorn vines stabbed towards Zhang Wei.

Then the next moment!

Qi Yuan grabbed the thorn vines with one hand and Zhang Wei's head with the other hand, directly controlling the situation.

A calm voice sounded.

"Changlin, be steady."

An Changlin swallowed his saliva, nodded obediently like a child, and then silently retracted the thorn vines.

On the other side, under the powerful force of Qi Yuan's fingers, Zhang Wei could not move forward.

The part of his face that was grabbed was almost deformed by the powerful fingers, and the severe pain in his head made Zhang Wei almost spit blood, and he kept making hoarse roars.

Qi Yuan frowned and muttered to himself: "It seems that I have to wake you up first."

"Swish... Bang!"

Accompanied by the sound of the swift wind, a residual image passed by, and Zhang Wei's head was slammed on the table, directly smashing the whole table.

Following closely, a standard kick hit his waist like a cannonball, and his whole body bent into a bow in the air and hit the wall with a bang.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Zhang Wei's mouth.

Then his whole body went limp like mud, and he slowly slid down the wall, his limbs and head hanging down, and he didn't react for a long time.

Qi Yuan looked at his hands and muttered to himself: "It should be okay, it's considered to be a good thing."

An Changlin on the side didn't dare to say anything, secretly complaining in his heart: You have broken through the rare level, but you are still an ordinary human. Even if you are suffering, you can't bear it!

Qi Yuan slowly approached Zhang Wei, squatted down and asked: "Are you awake? Can you communicate normally?"

This time, Zhang Wei did not attack again.

Maybe he is awake, or maybe he is completely out of it!

He raised his bloodstained face, and it was Qi Yuan's eyes that made a hoarse and rotten voice like a dead body: "These things... are all done by you?"

Qi Yuan's eyes were calm, but his heart was not calm.

He shook his head slightly and said: "Those people are not my men, and all the things they did were not arranged by me."

Zhang Wei did not reply, but stared at Qi Yuan's eyes.

Maybe for him, the result is no longer important.

When a person is completely torn apart, what he needs is no longer rebirth... but complete depravity!

Qi Yuanchang sighed, handed a bottle of healing potion to him, and said: "All the culprits are being investigated, and there will be results soon. I have saved the girl named Wang Yuning... If you still want to live and make everything clear, then drink this potion."

When he heard the three words "Wang Yuning", his dead eyes fluctuated slightly, as if there was a burning spirit.

After a long silence, he only said one sentence: "Yuning... Are you okay?"