War God Returns

Qian Heng was like an orator. The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his saliva flew everywhere.    

    

The expressions of the surrounding people also became more and more strange.    

    

Some people wanted to laugh, but because Qian Heng had a high position and he had brought Wang Meng, the major general, they could only hold it in.    

    

Qian Heng was engrossed in his speech and did not notice the strangeness of everyone, but Wang Meng, who had sharp senses, noticed it.    

    

Wang Meng noticed that the people around him had strange expressions, and some of them were still holding back their laughter. This made him and Qian Heng, who were beside him, feel like clowns.    

    

Sensing this, Wang Meng frowned, and his eyes turned gloomy.    

    

In the next moment, he suddenly moved.    

    

Wang Meng rushed to the front of a bespectacled man who was holding back his laughter with lightning speed.    

    

Without saying a word, Wang Meng reached out his right hand and grabbed the man's neck before the bespectacled man could react.    

    

Wang Meng was tall and strong. He lifted the man into the air like he was grabbing a chicken.    

    

The bespectacled man's expression changed drastically. His eyes were filled with fear and he almost peed his pants.    

    

Wang Meng's actions made Qian Heng stop his speech. Like the others, he looked at Wang Meng.    

    

Because of Wang Meng's identity, the bespectacled man didn't dare to struggle. He could only look at Wang Meng with fear and begging eyes. His lips trembled as he asked softly, "General, General, why did you arrest me?"    

    

"I want to know why you look so strange. I forced myself to smile."    

    

Wang Meng stared into the glasses man's eyes and said coldly, "Answer me truthfully. If you dare to lie, I will kill you."    

    

These words vividly displayed Wang Meng's strength and dominance.    

    

Wang Meng was a warrior. He had a strong aura of iron and blood.    

    

This kind of bloodthirsty aura. The bespectacled man could feel it. Clearly, he did not dare to doubt Wang Meng's words.    

    

If he did not answer Wang Meng's question truthfully, Wang Meng would really let his head fall to the ground!    

    

Although the bespectacled man knew that answering truthfully would make Qian Heng unhappy, he could not care less at this moment.    

    

In order to not let his head fall to the ground now, he had no choice but to answer truthfully. "This pool of blood is not Shen Ze's. Mr. Qian is mistaken..."    

    

"Not Shen Ze's? Did I make a mistake?"    

    

Qian Heng frowned when he heard that. He stared fiercely at the bespectacled man and questioned, "If this pool of blood is not Shen Ze's, then whose is it?"    

    

The bespectacled man answered immediately, "Wu Xuan's!"    

    

"Wu Xuan? How could it be Wu Xuan's?"    

    

Qian Heng didn't believe him, but he knew the man wasn't lying. He suddenly had a very bad idea.    

    

Could it be that the person who turned into blood was really Wu Xuan? And Shen Ze was still alive?    

    

Thinking of this possibility, Qian Heng could not remain calm. For a moment, his mind was in a mess.    

    

His expression kept changing. His voice was raised by a few decibels. "Glasses, do you mean Wu Xuan has turned into a pool of blood?"    

    

Glasses nodded.    

    

After getting the bespectacled man's affirmative answer and seeing the approving expressions of the people around him, Qian Heng's heart skipped a beat. His entire face turned black in the blink of an eye, just like the bottom of a pot.    

    

"How could this be? How is this possible?"    

    

"Wu Xuan is a master at the peak of the grandmaster realm. He is invincible under the grandmaster realm. If he doesn't come out, no one can do anything to him. Who can turn him into a pool of blood?"    

    

Qian Heng couldn't believe it. For a moment, he began to doubt his life.    

    

His expression was ferocious. He stared at the bespectacled man and shouted, "Who turned Wu Xuan into a pool of blood?"    

    

The bespectacled man lowered his head and spat out two words, "Shen Ze."    

    

"Shen Ze?    

    

When Qian Heng heard this name, his eyes almost popped out.    

    

Shen Ze turned Wu Xuan, a peak master, into a pool of blood. How was this possible?    

    

Qian Heng roared. "How could Shen Ze turn Wu Xuan into a pool of blood? "How could he be so powerful? " Could he be a Martial Tao Grandmaster? "    

    

No one answered Qian Heng. Everyone expressed their agreement.    

    

Although everyone was shocked that Shen Ze had turned Wu Xuan into dust, they could not believe that the young Shen Ze was a Martial Tao Grandmaster.    

    

However, they had witnessed everything with their own eyes. The truth told them that everything was true.    

    

They had to believe it even if they did not believe it. They had to accept it even if they could not accept it!    

    

Seeing that everyone had tacitly agreed, Qian Heng felt as if he had eaten sh * t. His entire body felt uncomfortable.