Billionaire God of War

Various highly skilled fighters were at airports all around the world secretly trying to return to China.

"I'm sorry, Mr Ma, but there's a problem with your passport," an officer at the immigration counter said with a stern expression. "China does not allow you to enter at the moment, please assist us in our investigation."

The moment he heard that, the man wearing a cap instantly paled and didn't say a word. He snatched his passport back and ran off.

The same thing was happening inside several other airports at nearly the same time.

These highly skilled fighters had used the fake identities they had been using for years, but they were unable to get past immigration.

It didn't matter whether they were travelling by air or by sea. As long as they had to go through some sort of immigration checks, their identities would prove to be a problem. They were either marked as fugitives, or their identities were too sensitive and immigration would notice them immediately.

Some of them were arrested on the spot and were found to have murdered a number of people.

Nobody in any of the twelve sub-sects of Qing Sect were successful in returning to China.

Bao Rongdong's expression was even darker than the night sky now.

"ARGH! Who is the bastard behind this? Who leaked information about our members? WHO?!"

really going

his people couldn't

within the country had all collapsed

attacked it, or it had been sealed off for investigations by

was overseas. They had

don't care what method you use! Smuggle yourselves over or take some illegal mode of transport! But you must return! You must find a

if they had to find a really unusual method, he wanted to send a

Bao family's repute and Qing

set foot

wouldn't allow them to return and

in both manpower and reputation with that plane crash. Then immigration started barring all members of Qing Sect. And now, all his assets within China had

was living

Ning was pushing them into a

was so angry that his entire body was shuddering. He exuded a tremendous amount of murder and he gritted his teeth

could wait to crush

Meanwhile.

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