What Yi Beichen said sounded among all the speakers in the entire hundred-story building.

This was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, instantly causing the nerves of the person curled up inside to become tense, and a heart hung in his throat.

"What?

Yi Beichen called! How is this possible? Are the two of Dongyuan Taier and Inamoto Runsan decorations?

He didn't block Yi Beichen at all?"

"Oh my God, what should I do?

Yi Beichen is now a revenge tiger, and even the Six Tigers are not his opponent. So whoever is targeted by us, will definitely not see the sun tomorrow if we are targeted by him."

“Hurry, act quickly.

We have less than ten minutes."

For a moment, the entire building was in chaos, with mixed footsteps one after another, all elevators were instantly paralyzed, and even the ladders had been stamped out one after another.

Many people did not die at the hands of Yi Beichen, but were trampled on the stairs by their colleagues... In ten minutes, thousands of people rushed out of the building like a tide.

But I couldn't find anyone with blood, who dared to stay and resist Yi Beichen.

Yi Beichen was like a stubborn stone facing the current, standing in the middle of the retreat of the crowd, quietly watching the hasty faces dancing in front of his eyes, but no one dared to look at him.

But those core members whose names were on the list were all curled up in the corner with a silent cicada.

Watching those irrelevant people evacuate safely, they were so envious in their hearts.

If I had known that it would be today, it would have been better than not climbing as high as before.

"Damn, what should I do now! The ten-minute deadline is coming soon, and Yi Beichen will come up with a butcher knife and cut us all to death..." "Damn Mu Lu, Han Zhan, why did he anger such a plague god? Even we are all involved.

If I die today, I will have to peel off Mu Lu's cold sword first after going to hell!"

"That's right, it's all caused by Mu Lu Han Han Zhan that dirty thing.

If he didn't attack the people of the Yi Group, how could we have the disaster today?

He is Dongrong's sinner, and should be nailed to the pillar of shame forever and never be turned over."

For a moment, everyone started to complain, but Mu Lu Han Zhan became the target of public criticism, as if she wanted to pull him out of the grave to judge.

However, at this moment, one of the only remaining six tiger ministers of Dongrong, Kyoto-ei, stood up.

"Everyone calm down!"

"I'm still here, Dongrong's sky has not collapsed yet!"

"Yi Beichen just broke in alone, so who will win to death is not sure."

As soon as these words were said, everyone seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, and countless earnest eyes fell directly on Kyora Yuuya.

"Yes! There is a tiger minister here in Dongrong!"

"Jingle, go and block Yi Beichen.

As long as we can kill him, then we promise that the president will promote you and become the number one warrior of Dongrong, below one person and above ten thousand people!"

"That's right, as long as Yi Beichen dies, I owe you a huge favor. You should know how much weight this is..." These core figures of Dongrong were all scared. When they thought of the list listed by Yi Beichen, they began to air conditioner all over.

And Kyoto-eba Kyoto is their only reliance now, so even if he gives him half of his wealth, they will be willing.

Most importantly, Kyora Yuba himself is also a greedy and attached to power.

Now that so many big names promised, he was naturally ecstatic and his fighting spirit was inflating. He wanted to step on Yi Beichen at his feet now.

However, he knew it in his mind that even Mu Lu Han Zhan and Dongyuan Tai Er, who were among the top two of the Six Tiger Ministers, were defeated by Yi Beichen, so he probably had no chance of winning.

But in order to win the promises of those big shots, he decided to take risks every time. After all, the situation has reached a stage of burning fire, and he can only be treated as a living person.

If Yi Beichen is allowed to drive straight in, then Dongrong will be completely collapsed.

So next, Kyoto Eight settled everyone on the top floor and cut off the elevator power supply, but walked down the stairs step by step... Three, two, one! The ten-minute deadline has arrived, and the huge Dongrong Building has basically been empty, and it has fallen into a deserted place that has never been seen before.

Of course, there were still some people with inconvenience in their legs and feet running out in a hurry, but when they saw Yi Beichen's face, they were so scared that they crawled on the ground.

Yi Beichen chuckled and walked over them slowly.

Ten minutes, it's just a random talk.

His purpose is to drive out the idle people, and now his purpose has been achieved.

As for those who really didn't have time to retreat, he really didn't want to kill them.

After all, Yi Beichen is a lion, so there is no need to trample the ants on the grassland one by one.

But before Yi Beichen had taken a few steps, he suddenly found a middle-aged man walking out at the end of the first-floor lobby.

He looked unpretentious, and his face was like the surface of the moon.

But the aura filled with him was very cold, probably above the spiritual transformation realm.

Such people are always alone wherever they appear.

"Yi Beichen, you are so brave. Have you forgotten that Dongrong has another tiger minister, but you dare to be so arrogant?"

Yi Beichen didn't even raise his eyelids and said lightly: "Well, you don't deserve to let me remember it."

Because Dongrong's tiger ministers usually..." What?

generally?

Kyora Yuuya, who had always had a prominent position, instantly felt an unprecedented shame, as if he was thrown dozens of ears on his face.

No matter what, he was also a strong man in the spiritual transformation realm, but he was devalued by Yi Beichen to be worthless.

This made his anger swell up instantly! "Arrogant, I must let you bleed here today, otherwise you really think that our Dongrong and Six Tiger Ministers are all frivolous!"

The next second, Kyora Yuuya pulled out a blood-red dagger with sixteen lifelike chrysanthemums engraved on it.

And the moment he drew his sword, the entire first-floor hall seemed to be filled with the elegant scent of chrysanthemums.
Chapter completed!