When bandaging Gu Dehao's wounds, Gu Jin told him about the previous encounter with the dwarves and the cultural relics that robbed their car.

Knowing that the cultural relics were recovered, Gu Dehao's face showed relief.

He also informed Gu Jin of the transactions made by the merchants of the Hong Kong City with the dwarves, and when it came to the brothers he lost, the faces of the Tianlong Special Guards were not very good-looking.

"Xiaojin, we're going to bring our brothers back!"

Gu Dehao's face was tense, and his eyes showed heaviness and grief.

"Okay, I'll accompany you. Gu Jin nodded obediently.

Knowing that he didn't want his brothers to be left out, even if it was their corpses.

This time the casualties were really heavy.

This account must be counted on the dwarf people, as well as the things that eat inside and outside the port market!

An Mingji stepped forward, and in front of Gu Dehao, he was gentle and elegant, and his delicate face was respectful to his elders.

"Uncle Gu, do you need help?"

Gu Dehao glanced at him deeply, nodded and did not refuse.

"Thanks to you this time, otherwise my brothers would have stayed here with me. ”

An Mingji was polite: "Uncle Gu is polite, this is what I should do." ”

"I will personally avenge my brothers, and with the help of your ability, just find out the dwarf forces of this transaction, and I will do the rest. ”

suffered such a big loss, how could Gu Dehao just sit like this.

If he can't take revenge with his own hands, how can he be worthy of being the boss of his dead brothers.

An Mingji naturally would not refuse, this was just a matter of his orders.

The people of Tianlong Special Guard were almost cleaned up, Gu Jin looked at everyone's faces and recovered a little, raised his head, and glanced at the sky: "Father, let's act early, let's leave here before dawn." ”

"Okay—"

Gu Dehao took back the dead brother's body according to the mark left before, and did not forget to restrain those who were burned.

The climate in Kunlun is not good, it is windy all year round, and the ashes they collect are limited.

Even so, they did not give up.

......

Capital.

Xicheng, Hidden City.

In the bar run by Wan Qi Yihai in the hidden market, two men with outstanding faces and good manners are standing in front of the bar on the second floor.

Idlers and other people on the second floor are forbidden to enter, and it is very clean here, far from the lively atmosphere downstairs.

Today, Wan Qi Jingyi and Mu Zifan rarely have time to get together, so they are here.

Mu Zifan took the wine glass in his hand and tasted it.

His face is three-dimensional, with an angular and handsome face, giving people a cold feeling.

As the wine in the cup sipped into his mouth, his face couldn't help but soothe slightly.

It can be seen that this wine is very much liked by him.

"Yihai manages this place well. ”

Wan Qi Jingyi smiled with her eyebrows and eyes, and swept to the lively scene downstairs through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Young men and women swayed freely on the stage, their faces full of pleasure, just like ordinary people.

This is a hidden city, and how many ordinary people can enter and exit here.

Wan Qi Jingyi shook the wine glass in his hand, and his handsome face showed a light smile: "Yihai is still young, so he likes to get together with young people." ”

A low laugh sounded, and the wine glass in Mu Zifan's hand was raised and raised at him.

The latter did the same, and the two drank in tacit understanding.

Wan Qi Jingyi asked Mu Zifan to meet here and understand what he was going to talk about today.

However, thinking of the youngest daughter of the Mu family, there was a trace of worry in his eyes: "Is Zhifeng okay lately?"

Mu Zhifeng is Mu Zifan, Mu Ziyu's younger sister and the youngest daughter of the Mu family.

(End of chapter)