Chapter 739: Beat Him Up First

Qiao Yanmeng was worried and asked the servants, but they said they didn't know where they had gone. They found a farewell letter they left behind when they were cleaning.

"The dead girl said personally, I give you the leader's order, and we are going to wander around the world."

There are only two short lines of words, and one of them is a typo.

Qiao Yanmeng's heart tightened, and she quickly asked Zhan Tingbei for help, asking people to strictly check all major traffic routes in and out of Jiangcheng, even taxis.

"They have been staying on Jiyue Island all their lives. They have done nothing but practice martial arts. They are so naive. If they really run into any trouble, then..."

Qiao Yanmeng couldn't help but think of the worst possible situation.

Zhan Tingbei grabbed her and sat down. "Don't worry, I've sent a lot of people out. They will reply immediately once they get the news."

He held Qiao Yanmeng in his arms, his chin resting on her forehead, quietly, but giving her strength.

Qiao Yanmeng felt warm in her heart and gradually became less panicked.

Maybe they were just playing a joke on her.

"Does this alliance leader's warrant represent the highest authority in your place?" Zhan Tingbei was a little curious, looking at the palm-sized dark green gold-inlaid jade plate on the table.

Qiao Yanmeng nodded, "Basically, it's like this. Whoever gets this thing will be the leader of the Weiwu League, but now other elders also have the power to manage things. Just relying on a warrant is not enough to control everything."

A few days ago, she wanted He Xiao to get a warrant to deal with these old scoundrels, but the warrant had already been taken away by them.

It shows how slippery these three are.

It's just an old loach.

"I've heard from my grandfather about the Weiwu League. It's an old-school alliance that many martial arts masters want to join. I never thought it really existed, and I never thought you were one of them."

A smile flashed across Zhan Tingbei's stern face.

The more I look at Qiao Yanmeng, the more I feel like she is a treasure.

"Their selection criteria are very strict. Some people couldn't get in even though they wanted to, so the number of people became fewer and fewer. But those who stayed were the best." Qiao Yanmeng's expression was indifferent, but there was a sense of pride between the lines.

Zhan Tingbei raised his eyebrows, "Then I wonder if I can join?"

Qiao Yanmeng showed a surprised expression, "You?"

Why would he join for any reason?

She remembered that Zhan Tingbei learned close combat, which was also learned through actual combat with real swords and guns. He was very different from Mo Yunsheng and the others who looked good but were not very practical.

"Yes." Zhan Tingbei hugged her, "I would like to get closer to you and learn more about your circle. I wonder if there is such an opportunity."

Qiao Yanmeng's nose felt slightly sour and her eyes became softer and softer as she looked at him.

If he could think this way, she would certainly not refuse.

"However, it needs to pass the assessment of those stubborn old men," she said.

Just as he finished speaking, Li Mu came in from outside and said, "I found the person."

They both hurried out.

Three elders were seen being helped down from the car, their faces were as dark as black clouds.

"What's going on?" Qiao Yanmeng folded her arms across her chest and looked at them coldly.

The Great Elder glanced at her quickly, his eyes full of guilt, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

The second elder poked the third elder angrily: "It's all your fault."

The third elder snorted coldly: "Who insisted on having a big meal before leaving? He didn't even think about whether he had enough money in his bag. In the end, he was detained. Isn't it embarrassing? I still have to wash the dishes. I have never washed dishes in my life. I don't want to live anymore!"

Qiao Yanmeng probably understood.

It turned out that these old guys went out to have a free meal, and ended up being left behind to wash the dishes.

She couldn't help but smile, thinking that they were quite unlucky.

"Didn't I give you money?" she asked.

"He used it to buy clothes." The third elder was so angry that he put his hands on his hips. "The second elder spent more than 100,000 yuan on a set of clothes. What a good fellow! I am also impressed!"

"Then let's go, don't we have to buy some nice clothes? Am I wrong..."

"Okay, stop it." Qiao Yanmeng sighed, "Come in first, eat your meal, and then we can discuss right and wrong."

"Who is he?" The third elder suddenly noticed a strange man standing behind Qiao Yanmeng and immediately became alert.

The other two people immediately showed a scrutinizing look and looked at Zhan Tingbei from top to bottom.

"He looks pretty good, similar to me, but his temperament is nothing like mine." The third elder snorted, "Could he be your boyfriend?"

"Hello, three elders. I am Zhan Tingbei." Zhan Tingbei said at the right time: "I am Meng Meng's fiancé."

As he spoke, he put his hands around Qiao Yanmeng's waist.

This is a normal action.

But it instantly angered the three elders.

"Let go!" They said in unison, staring at Zhan Tingbei's hand, as if they were looking at the perverted hands that molested Qiao Yanmeng.

"What do you mean by fiancé? How can he be called fiancé when we didn't even agree?" The Great Elder spoke first, angrily.

The second elder was not willing to be outdone. He put his hands on his hips and glared at Zhan Tingbei: "You better not have used some dirty tricks to trick us into giving it to you."

"No matter whether he's lying or not, I'll beat him up first." The third elder gritted his teeth, rushed forward and punched him.