Lei Laosan was terrified in his heart, so naturally he didn't dare to say anything, and turned his head like garlic, expressing his obedience to Ye Fan!

"very good."

"In that case, let's do what I entrust to you."

"Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, Jingzhou Mountain will be closed immediately!"

"With a radius of one kilometer, no one is allowed to take a step without my order."

"Do you understand?" Ye Fan spoke in a low voice, looking down at the middle-aged man in front of him coldly.

Lei Laosan nodded repeatedly and agreed: "Yes, yes, Mr. Chu, don't worry, I will do it right now, Lao San."

"After tomorrow, even if it's a flying bird, I will never let it fly even half a step!"

So, that night, after Mr. Lei returned to the villa at home, he immediately started to operate.

"Send me an order to inform the owner of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall that he will lead all the members of the martial arts hall to gather in the suburbs of Jingzhou City and enter the Jingzhou Mountain early in the morning!"

"Before eight o'clock, all within a radius of 100 meters will be blocked."

"Anyone is not allowed to take a step!"

Wow~

Following Lei Laosan's order, that night, all twelve Lei Ting Martial Arts Schools in Jingzhou City received the order, and all members rushed there overnight.

Thunder Martial Arts Gym is the largest martial arts gym in Jingzhou, and it is also an industry owned by the Lei family.

Now that Mr. Lei is speaking, they certainly dare not disobey.

Just like that, hundreds of people entered the foot of Jingzhou Mountain in the early morning of the next day.

All the roads up the mountain were sealed off, and the entire 100-meter radius below the foot of the mountain was under martial law.

A cordon was drawn around Jingzhou Mountain!

The Thunder Martial Arts School of the Lei family has officially taken over this area.

While there was a lot of commotion down the mountain, no one noticed that a thin figure had already sat cross-legged on the top of Jingzhou Mountain.

In front of him is the Tianhe River.

Behind him is a hundred tons of jade, reflecting the light of the sun, moon and stars, shining brightly.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, the New Year has just passed, and the Lantern Festival has not yet arrived.

Ye Fan, formal retreat, on the top of Jingzhou Mountain!

Huh~

The cold wind blew the pines and cypresses all over the mountain, and also the young man's clothes, making a sound of hunting.

Thousands of miles away, an old man stopped and looked into the distance.

Her temple hair was already pale.

But in his heart, he kept praying. JrNovels.com