Chapter 512

"By the way, the headquarters said that they would send someone to come here. Why hasn't there been any news for so long? Can't they make it?"

"I'm sure things have come down, but recently I heard that the disciples of zongmen are moving very frequently. In case of any emergency, the headquarters plans to postpone the coming time for a few days, saying that they won't come until next Friday."

"How many people will they come here this time?"

When the martial artist of the cult heard this, he smiled and looked around. He was sure that no one noticed them, and then he slowly extended three fingers.

"300 people."

"What!"

One of the martial artists of the cult couldn't help shouting, but he was soon glanced at by another martial artist of the cult nearby. He thought of something vaguely, but then asked again.

"What about the cultivation of these three hundred people?"

The cult warrior then asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, but I've heard that there are several strong people in four tastes."

"Four products! So powerful! What do you mean by the headquarters? Are you ready to let us completely occupy this animal husbandry city? "

"I don't know, but what's the matter with him? Anyway, those people from the headquarters are here. It's only good for us, not good for us."

Several disciples of the cult nodded.

"By the way, what's the selection of the meeting place between the headquarters and us? At that time, we'd better go and hold a meeting and get familiar with each other."

In the eyes of a hall, his ears were all straight at once. He leaned against his body and sat closer to the disciples of the cult. It seemed that he could hear it more clearly.

"The specific location hasn't been explained yet. We will be informed when we don't come here. After all, it's not a small thing."

Several martial artists of heresy nodded their heads.

Ye Ziheng, on the other side, frowned. He didn't know if he would find these guys next time.

"Well, it's not too early. Let's go back to our homes and find our mothers. We'll get together when we have time next time."

One of the martial artists of the cult said, the other disciples of the cult nodded their heads to show their agreement, and then they paid the bill and began to walk separately.

Ye Ziheng looks at the people who are leaving slowly, sits for a while and thinks for a while. Finally, he takes out a red hundred yuan bill from his pocket and puts it on the table.

"Boss, I put the money on the table."

Ye Ziheng and the boss said, and then followed a heretical warrior.

The heresy warrior is the one who revealed the most information on the dinner table before. He looks like he is thirty or forty years old wearing a leather coat and his face is covered with scum. Judging from his breath, his accomplishments should be in the second grade environment.

In the face of such a warrior in the second level environment, it is very simple for ye Ziheng to quietly track such a warrior.

Ye Ziheng's main target now is the disciple of the cult, who has been following him until he finds out when the so-called headquarters martial artists will come and when.

In addition, ye Ziheng specially sent a message to all the disciples who had been sent before in order to prevent them from beating the grass and startling the snake.

"All the foreign disciples are only allowed to follow up and observe when they meet the disciples of the cult. They are not allowed to act without permission. Those who violate the rules will be punished severely!"