Billionaire God of War

Jiang Ning was presently instructing students at the Extreme Martial Arts Academy.

It didn't matter if they were beginners. As long as they had any questions, Jiang Ning would answer them patiently and in detail.

He would make full use of the knowledge he possessed of martial arts and provide simple explanations to complicated principles so that his listeners easily understood what he was trying to tell them.

A car stopped outside the academy. A moment later, Butler Zhao marched inside briskly.

"Jiang Ning!" shouted the man with a hint of urgency in his voice. "Something's cropped up."

Jiang Ning turned towards him and gave him a look.

"Try it out and have a feel of it first," Jiang Ning said to a young student before heading towards Butler Zhao. "What's the

matter?"

"It's New Mexico," said Butler Zhao.

"There's been some kind of commotion in the underground scene. That's not normal."

Jiang Ning did not have many men keeping an eye on the underground scene overseas. Amelia was watching over Las Vegas though, so he wasn't particularly worried about the scene in the US. Speaking of Amelia, Jiang Ning had not spoken to her for quite some time. He was aware of her feelings for him but he also knew that he could not possibly return them.

"A fight broke out in one of the boroughs. In a matter of three days, the players in the underground scene in the vicinity were taken out and a new organization was formed." Butler Zhao had received updated news on the situation in New Mexico on his way to meet Jiang Ning. "They've split up into several groups, left the city and are headed in different directions. They appear to be looking for something." Looking for something?

slightly. This must be

hadn't expected him to make his next move so soon. What

out directly. That would be the quickest way to the Extreme Fist Technique Manual. Was there something else out there that was

any traces of

probably wearing another mask." Butler Zhao shook his head. "The network didn't manage to identify anyone

network that

created was

powerful than

was continuously scanning data

24/7

a face that resembled Mr Lang's

would register

must have assumed a new face. In fact, he could be switching masks on a frequent

The less capable would not be able to recognize Mr Lang for who he was even if the man

Ning did

further on the

on their

Keep track of the routes that they're taking and

from the

information that we have."