Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

"Ha ha ha."

When he heard the voice of the leader of the southeast Martial Arts Alliance over there, old Jiang suddenly laughed. When he heard the laughter from his mobile phone, the leader was stunned, and then said very angrily, "I'll go. I'm all bent enough. Who's still laughing at me?"

"Who else can there be, our old man?" Jiang Tianlang smiled and said speechless.

"I said Xiao Qin. I didn't expect to see you for several years. Your temper is still like this. It's too urgent." old Jiang heard the words of the alliance leader, grabbed Jiang Tianlang's mobile phone and said with a smile.

"Uncle Jiang, how can this be better than you? I don't know what to say about you like this. How are you recently? You're in good health. I haven't seen you for a long time. I still want to go to Haicheng that day and have a good chat with you. Alas, the southeast sub League is not the southeast sub League you were in. Even the southwest and northwest dare to laugh at us." Hearing the voice of old Jiang, the alliance leader opposite sighed and said.

"I'm fine. You have a heart, but I know you're bent, but your body matters. Being angry hurts your body." old Jiang said again.

"Mr. Jiang, you don't know. Other martial arts leagues have asked for foreign aid to teach. They are either the elders of super forces or the people of the divine beast team. The Northeast League is the most shameless. They actually asked Diao Long, the leader of the divine beast team, to teach. Can we not lose? Moreover, these boys are too unkind. Do you know what they did at the meeting yesterday? They openly bet on me How long can the sub League last? Ah, yes, it's bullying. Who can bear it? Who can't bear it. "The leader said on the phone. Finally, he got angry and yelled directly on the phone.

However, it's no wonder that he has inherited the southeast sub league from old Jiang for ten years, and he has been the penultimate for six consecutive years, which is nothing. Now the leaders of other sub leagues actually ride on his head, and dare to bet that he can bear it.

Before he finished, the leader of Qin League recovered his mood, paused and continued: "Mr. Jiang, so you know how hard I feel. If we're still the last one this year and I have no face to stay in the southeast alliance, I'll wash my hands directly. Now I can count on Tianlang to bring master Ling back. You also know Master Ling's ability. I don't want anything else. As long as I can do a team and don't take the last one."

"Hahaha, I understand your mood, but I tell you, the success rate of this matter is no more than 10%, I don't think it's realistic." old Jiang shook his head and said.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm going to die whether it's realistic or not. I've found some strong people before, but there's no effect at all. Now I can only turn to master Ling. Master Ling is also in Haicheng. Your Jiang family has something to do with him, Mr. Jiang. For your sake, help me once again." Qin Meng said again.

"Tianlang really can't help you with this matter. If you can trust the old man, I'll come to Haicheng in person and let's go together. If you have a sincere attitude, you may succeed, but I can tell you that once master Ling agrees to you, your newcomers will definitely win the first place in this alliance martial arts conference. The old man can give you this I'm sure. "Jiang Lao said slowly with a smile on his face.