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"In our secret base, don't worry. We're safe..."

Zhang Qilin patted the other party's shoulder and motioned Zhang Tianming to calm down a little.

At this time, the situation on Bai Cheng's side is still not optimistic, and he is a little stretched without help.

Moreover, the injuries of Whitebeard and Nangong Nayue were mixed up by the person who made the ghost last time, and there were repeated situations.

Since then, Bai Cheng has the idea of ​​looking for a few helpers from "810".

Immediately afterwards, Bai Cheng quickly returned to the Xiongying Academy, and after he arranged for Whitebeard and the others, he left there.

"..."

First, Bai Cheng came to the third-ranked hero. The other party's name is Chaobu Niuwang, and the other party's style is more eclectic.

"I don't know, what is Mr. Bai Cheng doing here with us?"

The Bull King combed his hair, looked up at Bai Cheng, and said thoughtfully.

"We need your help now, can we? 35

Bai Cheng looked at the trendy bull king solemnly, took a deep breath, and said his request carefully.

"I'm afraid there is nothing I can do!"

At that time, when Bai Cheng first arrived, he was humiliated by the other party. He rubbed his temples and casually rejected Bai Cheng.

"All right!"

Bai Cheng didn't hold back too much, nodded, then turned around and left the office of the hot-blooded bull king.

In the face of Bai Cheng's action, the trendy bull king is a little unclear. It is obvious that manpower is needed, but it is not forced.

"A..."

Bai Cheng let out a long sigh when he came to the downstairs of the hot-blooded bull king. Looking up at the other party's window, he shook his head helplessly.

"Wait a minute, come back!""

Just as Bai Cheng got into the taxi, the hot-blooded bull king opened the window. He waved at Bai Cheng and looked at him seriously.

Have you changed your mind?

Bai Cheng's expression softened a little, touched the back of his head, and said casually.

"Yes! Come and sit down, let's have a good chat..."

The Cow King took out a comb and took care of his hair, hooked his fingers, and motioned Bai Cheng to come up quickly.

"Boom..."

At this moment, countless motorcycles suddenly appeared outside, surrounding Bai Cheng in the middle.

"Who are they, shall we go down and see?"

A man beside the Cow King looked at the guys beside Bai Cheng and said a little flustered.

"Don't worry, they won't do anything out of the ordinary!

The Cow King took a deep breath and signaled to his subordinates not to be nervous.

"You mean, this is your decision?"

The man looked at the trendy bull king and didn't understand the meaning of the other party's actions.

"Yeah, what's the problem? I just want to make sure of something, is he worth our help?"

The Bull King played with his fingers, patted his forehead, and laughed thoughtfully 4.9.

"..."

Knowing the character of the trendy bull king, the man didn't have much to say.

At this moment, Bai Cheng looked at the motorcycle race around him expressionlessly, and squeezed his fist tightly. He was not ready to act immediately, but chose to wait and see.

"go to hell!"

Say it's late, then it's fast. A boy who was standing at the front jumped up, picked up his machete and slashed at Bai Cheng's head viciously.