No one can be a dog licker

Lei Zhanchao noticed that Wu Baitian walked to the entrance of the martial arts gym and gestured towards him. He sighed helplessly, thinking that he really wanted to keep him now.

Fortunately, Lin Yi was not there. He was too lazy to look at Lin Yi, and he had heard enough of the creepy conversation between Lin Yi and Wu Baitian.

So corny and disgusting!

Wu Baitian skillfully used the "Sui Feng Po" footwork to move through the crowd. She knew very well that whether it was Lei Zhanchao, Sun Chenghong or Sun Hou, they were all following closely behind her.

Finally, they met in a secret basement.

"This is?"

Lei Zhanchao looked at the extremely spacious basement in front of him.

There were only four chairs and a table in the huge space, which seemed a bit empty and lonely.

However, what really attracted his attention was not these ordinary furniture, but an installation surrounding them.

This equipment has a strange shape, flashes with light, and emits a strange wave. It is obviously specially prepared for them. So, what is its function?

Wu Baitian coughed lightly and explained:

"Well! As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. As a residence under the name of 'Dianqian', it is natural that there must be some security guarantees. The equipment you see is a device that can disrupt the magnetic field.

Its only function is to effectively block the strong from spying and monitoring here, even if they are grandmasters."

"Oh? If it's true, then you're really going to make a fortune this time."

As Lei Zhanchao spoke, he casually pulled over a chair and sat down carelessly.

His rough face was full of suspicion and distrust, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

The strength of a ninth-grade master is a legend to ordinary people, and even ordinary warriors cannot imagine it. Shielding? Wu Baitian took it for granted.

Faced with Lei Zhanchao's undisguised questioning, Wu Baitian appeared unusually calm.

She knew very well that it was normal for Lei Zhanchao to have such a reaction, and she didn't think anything of it.

Even though she had already tested the feasibility of this device on Grandpa Sun.

However, even if they are all grandmasters, their strengths are different.

Therefore, even though she had some confidence in her heart, she did not dare to guarantee 100% that she could successfully block the other party's perception.

Naturally, he didn't intend to delve into the matter, but sat down at the last seat after the three of them sat down.

Wu Baitian spoke humbly: "Principal Lei, Master Sun, Director, let's get back to business."

Sun Chenghong didn't like Wu Baitian calling him Principal Sun, so Wu Baitian changed to a respectful title.

However, this also made Lei Zhanchao's expression twitch, and he looked a little unhappy. Calling Sun Laosan "Grandpa"? Calling him the principal, why did he feel much shorter? "Speak!"

Wu Baitian immediately continued: "Before, Principal Lei, you mentioned that the entrance to the abyss in southern Sichuan is unstable. But I think you may not know the reason."

Lei Zhanchao raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you mean you know?"

"The reason for the instability is that the great demon Zhu Yan is about to take a step further and become a demon god."

Lei Zhanchao had a blank expression on his face and motioned Wu Baitian to continue.

"My old senior, Grandmaster Sun Yinghong, also chose to take the risk and fight rashly for this reason.

It is a pity that despite Master Sun's best efforts, he still failed to strangle Zhu Yan. Even though Master Sun did buy us and China a lot of time, it has been a year now.

The Zhuyan incident is like a thorn in my throat. If we don’t take decisive action to curb it and allow it to develop and spread recklessly, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Lei Zhanchao listened quietly to Wu Baitian's serious words. At first he could hold back his laughter, but the more he listened the more ridiculous it seemed to him. Finally, he laughed out loud.

"I didn't even know Zhu Yan was about to become a demon god. Where did you get the news?" Lei Zhanchao narrowed his eyes slightly, with scrutiny and suspicion in his eyes, staring closely at Wu Baitian, "If this is true, Sun Lao Er would not have concealed it at the time."

Wu Baitian calmly asked back, "What if I reported it but was stopped?"

She breathed steadily and met Lei Zhanchao's gaze directly, with obvious deep meaning in her words.

"Impossible! Who dares? It's like raping someone, and three generations will be punished!"

Lei Zhanchao suddenly raised his voice, which resounded throughout the space like a huge bell, as if this rule was an iron law that could not be crossed.

However, just after he finished saying these words angrily, he realized that Sun Chenghong had been sitting in his seat silently, without moving at all.

In that split second, Lei Zhanchao seemed to understand something.

Anger, shock, disbelief...all kinds of emotions intertwined together, completely out of control.

His aura suddenly surged, and a powerful pressure like a tsunami was released with the force of thunder.

The entire extremely solid basement was pressed into the ground to a depth of ten meters.

The ground was shaking violently, making bursts of "buzzing" sounds as it could not bear the heavy weight.

This huge shock, like a sudden nightmare, instantly plunged the people who were originally walking leisurely on the ground into extreme panic.

They only felt that the ground beneath their feet seemed to have turned into a turbulent ocean, and their bodies began to shake involuntarily.

In an instant, Lei Zhanchao immediately restrained the terrifying pressure.

Wu Baitian, under the protection of Sun Chenghong, was unscathed in this terrible attack. Only the sand and stones falling on her head made her cough a few times.

Sun Hou was not so lucky. Under the pressure of Lei Zhanchao, he sank directly into the sand and rocks.

He waited until Lei Zhanchao had withdrawn his pressure before he kicked away the sand and stones on his body.

In the dim basement, the atmosphere was so depressing that it made people feel breathless.

At this moment, Sun Hou looked like a trapped beast, his eyes already dyed blood red with anger and anxiety.

His heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

He stretched out his hands desperately, his hands trembling slightly with strength, and he grasped Wu Baitian's arm tightly like a pair of pliers, as if he was grabbing the last straw that could save him from suffering.

"Wu Baitian! What did you just mean? What demon god? And who is it that blocked my dad's news?"

Every word that came out of his mouth seemed to be filled with boiling anger, mixed with deep mania and anxiety. It was a cry of pain that burst out from the deepest part of his heart.

"Roar!"

Sun Chenghong kept reminding himself in his heart to stay calm and never let his emotions control him easily.

But at this moment, seeing his nephew collapse in such pain, his heart felt like it was hit hard by a heavy hammer.

Every second of restraint was like a difficult fight with the beast in his heart that wanted to explode, and the sweat had soaked his back unknowingly.

He slowly stretched out his hand, with too much helplessness and heartache in that movement, and gently pressed Sun Hou back to his original position, saying in a hoarse voice: "Calm down, these are just our guesses."

However, Wu Baitian had no intention of letting Sun Hou go, nor did he intend to let anyone present go.

"It's not even a guess," Wu Baitian raised his head slightly, with certainty, "Excluding all the impossibilities, no matter how unbelievable the rest is, it's the truth."

She held up her arm that had been twisted off by Sun Hou. Her calm tone was like the calm surface of a lake, but who could know how many turbulent undercurrents were hidden at the bottom of the lake.

"The dead are gone, and what we need to do is to seek a better way of life for the living."

Wu Baitian's voice was still very soft, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard.

"Fuck the dead!"

Sun Hou roared almost madly like a trapped beast that was completely enraged. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair was a little messy due to excitement.

"That's my father! I want to go to the imperial capital and meet the God of War! I want him to seek justice for my father!"

His voice was tearful, and every word was filled with love and grief for his father.

"Three generations of our Sun family have been loyal and righteous, swearing to serve the God of War until death," Sun shouted at the top of his lungs, becoming increasingly emotional. "Now that the God of War is dying, does my father deserve to die as well? Should he follow the God of War?"

Wu Baitian just stood there, quietly watching Sun Hou go crazy and roar, and then watching him cry like a helpless child.