A dull roar of engines came from the dense forest, along a rough highway leading directly to the Pinggu Ancient Base, a long line of heavy trucks drove towards the base.

  The leading truck was equipped with a sharp bullbar at the front, and along the way, there was a section of relatively narrow highway where the tree trunks on both sides were easily crushed to powder by the bullbar.

  More than 20,000 mercenaries of Hell's Angel Mercenary Corps entered the Pangu base with dignity under the gaze of countless federal soldiers.

  Above the landing field in the base, ten first-class battleships and ten third-class battleships as well as fifty heavy patrol boats were floating in mid-air hundreds of meters above the ground. Several giant transport ships were docked on the landing field, under the guidance of nearly a hundred federal officers, members of the mercenary corps lined up in neat rows and walked into the transport vessels.

  One by one, heavy trucks drove into the transport ship, loading large numbers of standard containers into the cargo hold. The containers held large quantities of precious and rare metals that the Hell's Angel mercenaries had excavated and refined before the war, especially the over 100,000 cubic meters of roughly polished Zakura crystal ore that was particularly valuable. Gu Xie stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the apron, all the members of the Hell's Angel mercenaries who passed by looked at him with fervent eyes. It was this man, who always had a profound and sinister smile on his face, who led the brave men of the mercenary group to achieve feats that would be remembered for a lifetime, defeating their old enemy, the Holy Unicorn Mercenary Group, severely damaging the Roman Ninth Imperial Fleet, collecting enormous wealth that would make all members rich for life, getting recommended by General Wagley to become a formally registered defense company in the Federation, and receiving support from several major financial groups in the Asian district of the Federation to establish their own research institution. The Six Whisker Beard Captain had established the Hell's Angel Mercenary Group, but this man made them soar!

  Most importantly, in the turbulent paradise star, he brought so many brothers to survive! The flames of war of the Romans, the sudden attack of the federal army, and the severe crisis time and time again, although many brothers were lost, but he brought more brothers to survive!

  All the mercenaries looked at Gu Xiechen with their own scorching eyes, even Banruo, Mohe and other team leaders of the main battle group were no exception!

  At this moment, Gu Xie has won over all the mercenaries present!

  "Deputy Captain! Are you still going to stay here?" Ban Rou left the team and walked in front of Gu Xie Chen.

  "Hmm!" Gu Xie dust nodded vigorously and patted Ban Rou's shoulder, saying in a low voice,

  "Go back and tell Uncle Huzi to get in close contact with the Asian Taoist Alliance, and set up the framework of the defense company as soon as possible. Be careful of General Wagri's people, this guy... is unreliable!"

  He clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddha's name, his fingers forming the lotus seal as he lightly touched her brow. With unparalleled sincerity, he said, "The Buddha will protect you!"

  Gu Xie was stunned for a moment, then he bowed back and smiled calmly.

  Under the escort of Wargreaves' fleet, several giant transport ships slowly rose into the air and gradually disappeared into the clouds. Dozens of Roman fighter jets popped out in the distant sky, nearly a hundred surface-to-air missiles took off from the ground, and over a hundred Federation fighters charged towards them, forcing the Roman fighter jets to retreat far away from the fleet.

  All members of the Hell Angel Mercenary Corps boarded the spaceship provided by Wagri and returned to Earth. Gu Xiechen watched as the fleet was swallowed up by the clouds, and suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart. The heavy psychological pressure caused by the life and death of tens of thousands of mercenary brothers disappeared into thin air. Gu Xiechen suddenly felt that his heart was lively and transparent, and the circulation of true energy in his body became extremely smooth and slippery.

  Peng Hua stood beside Gu Xiechen, also gazing at the thick clouds in the sky.

  "Hey, you've sent all your people away." Peng Hua nudged Gu Xiechen's shoulder. "Are you satisfied now? By using my and Xiao Niu Bi Zi's sect as a cover to subdue Waguli, your gains this time are too great."

  He glanced at Gu Xuan with a greedy look, and chuckled in a low voice, "How about it? Let's keep this from that little bull nose, if you can pick out a few treasures suitable for me to use from the magical artifacts you'll get later on, I'll take them as compensation, and the alliance with the War God Temple will be all taken care of by me. How about it?"

  Gu Xie gave him a cold stare and said with his hands clasped together in front of his chest, "Can I tell this to Zhang Daoren?"

  Peng Hua's face fell, and he let out a weak sigh. "Don't! Whatever you do, don't tell him, or I'll definitely be in for it! But since you're dragging me into this, can't you at least give me some benefits?"

  "Are you not satisfied with the benefits?! Peng Hua, comrade, don't be too greedy! My Gu family's business has always been about fair trade, no deception of the young or old. I'm already losing money by giving you 90% of the treasure income! If it weren't for needing your help to persuade your sect and the War God Temple to form an alliance, I'd have left with a flick of my hand, do you know that?!"

  Peng Hua shut his mouth tightly, he knew that only Gu Xie Chen could help them easily obtain the treasures left by the ancient cultivators on Tian Xing. For the sake of these treasures, not to mention forming an alliance with the War God Temple, even if it meant destroying the entire War God Temple, those old **giants would be eager to take action!

  Gu Xie Zhong closed his mouth, and it was necessary to knock on the chest appropriately, but he couldn't really turn against him. After all, Gu Xie Chen still had to rely on the Asian Dao Alliance brand to do things. Without the Asian Dao Alliance brand backing him up, Wagri would be the first to jump out and do his best to cut Gu Xie Chen into pieces.

  The two of them looked at each other and suddenly burst out laughing again. From the control tower on the apron, Wagri gazed far away at Gu Xiechen and Peng Hua, his face changing unpredictably. He really wanted to give an order for the warriors under him to rise up and kill Gu Xiechen and Peng Hua, so that he could get rid of Gu Xiechen's control. But after thinking about it again, Wagri gently shook his head.

  "Hehe, for now it seems that cooperating with them is more beneficial to me, why rush into anything?"

  The eccentric smiled slightly, and Vagrie thought to himself, "Gu Xié Chén, Gu Jué Chén..."

  "Which of these two brothers will win? Now it seems that Guxiaochen has a greater chance of winning!"

  The rain grew heavier, the strong wind whipped up the raindrops and lashed them against the ground. A giant tree over a hundred meters tall was blown back and forth, its trunk creaking with a deafening crash, like thunder or a tsunami.

  Gu Xiechen and Miao Hua were just about to rush into the tower to discuss some follow-up cooperation issues when a hysterical, almost frantic scream suddenly came from afar.