Early the next morning, in the bedroom of an independent villa in Luoxia Manor, a rapid mobile phone ringtone sounded. In less than a minute, a long-haired man burst out of the villa in a rage. The roar of the sports car immediately resounded in the courtyard.

On the large bed in the bedroom of the villa, Annabelle was still like a kitten, lazily nestled in the bed, and the sound of the sports car made her beautiful brow furrow slightly.

Annabelle's eyelids moved, and she didn't open them, but she turned over, pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and continued to sleep with her head covered.

Twenty minutes later, a silver-white Porsche sports car drove into a parking space next to the street in Donghai City.

The car door opened, and a long-haired man in a white casual suit stepped out. The long-haired man got out of the car, took a casual look at the streets on both sides, and walked straight to a bar next to the street.

The bar's signboard, "Yi Nian Sheng", is prominently displayed at the door. Pedestrians on the street are walking in a hurry, some of them chewing bread in their hands and holding soy milk in their hands, as if they will suffer a big loss if they take a slow step.

These hurried people on the street have a unified title - office workers!

The pace of life in big cities is fast, and in international metropolises like Tokai, people's life rhythm is even tighter than that of other domestic cities.

The bar is crowded at night, and on this early morning, absolutely no one will walk into the bar. There are definitely a lot of pedestrians on the street, but they walk past the door of the bar and ignore it.

An exception was a long-haired young man, who walked straight to the bar and pushed the door in. The bar was deserted, the huge bar was empty, and there were only two waiters in the bar who were now placing bottles of alcohol on the shelves in the bar to replenish the drinks consumed by the guests last night.

The long-haired young man who came in was none other than Nangong Chu, and this bar was one of Yan Beifei's secret contact points in the Fog Hidden Building. The most mysterious and largest killer network in Asia was built by Wuyinlou.

Yan Beifei, as one of the core members of the Fog Hidden Tower, controls the killer network in southern China. The intelligence resources he controls are beyond the reach of even the Southern Dragon Group.

With a phone call from Yan Beifei, Nangong Chu left Annabelle's Luoxia Manor in a hurry and came to this bar! What was it that moved Nangong Chuye?

When Nangong Chu opened the door of Yan Beifei's office, Yan Beifei was already waiting inside anxiously walking back and forth. As soon as Yan Beifei saw Nangong Chu open the door and come in, he immediately stepped forward and locked the door.

"You're finally here!" After sitting down, Yan Beifei couldn't wait to say to Nangong Chu.

Nangong Chu said with an extremely solemn expression: "What you said on the phone is true? Someone actually ate the bear's heart and leopard gall to move that thing?"

"Well, it's true, this is the top-secret information inside our Fog Hidden Building, and there will be no fake. Yan Beifei said excitedly.

"Who is that guy? How dare you do such an outrageous thing. Nangong Chu's expression also became a little excited, although it was confirmed, he was still in disbelief.

"The thief King Zhuofan. Yan Beifei said word by word.

"It turned out to be him. Nangong Chu's eyes burst out with two eyes as sharp as blades, and the expression on his face changed.

Yan Beifei said: "This matter is still top secret, and there will definitely be no more than ten people who know about it, but it will be difficult to say in a few days." ”

"Why do you say that?" Nangong Chuqi said.

"The Tibetan Tantric Sect secretly sent the three ** kings to track them for thousands of miles, all the way from Tibet to Shangjing, so that it is easy to attract the attention of other ancient martial forces. If other forces knew about it, it would be very difficult for us to get it. Yan Beifei explained.

Yan Beifei paused, and then said: "You also know how important that thing is, it is simply a peerless treasure that ancient martial artists dream of!"

"Hey, that thief Wang Zhuofan, doesn't really know how the word 'death' is written, and he dares to steal that thing. The corners of Nangong Chu's mouth turned up in a sexy arc.

"You must immediately set off for Shangjing and take the Holy Relic from the hands of the thief King Zhuo Fan. I will keep you informed, this is the ticket from Tokai City to Shangjing at 3 o'clock this afternoon. Yan Beifei took out a ticket from the drawer, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Nangong Chu.

"So urgent?" Nangong Chu was stunned, he didn't expect Yan Beifei to even prepare a ticket for him.

Yan Beifei said with a solemn face: "While this matter has not alarmed other forces, of course, the sooner the better." You must know that this is a chance for you, young master!"

"The power of the Holy Relic is really as magical as it is in the legend?" Nangong Chu was a little skeptical, whether it was worth the risk for that thing.

Tibetan Tantra is not easy to mess with, although it is a bitter cold place, but since ancient times, there is no shortage of masters in Tibet. Legend has it that the living Buddha in Tibet is not only proficient in Buddhism, but also the first master of Tantra, with great power, and can also be reincarnated and re-cultivated, with supreme Buddha power.

"This young master does not have to doubt, the holy relics are indeed a miraculous treasure, the relics do contain vast and boundless power, if you can absorb the power in the relics, the young master, you will break through the shackles of the day after tomorrow in one fell swoop, and achieve the innate body. Yan Beifei's face was filled with a look of yearning.

In ancient times, some great monks often left relics when they sat down. The relics are condensed by the spirit of the monks, and the ordinary relics are not attractive to the ancient warriors, because the spirit contained in them is very limited.

However, the relics of the living Buddha are extraordinary, and the essence and spirit contained in them are extremely vast, and they are great supplements for the ancient warriors. When ancient martial artists practice ancient martial arts, they are actually cultivating their essence and spirit.

The so-called refining and refining gas, refining gas and transforming gods, refining gods and reversing emptiness, these are the three realms of ancient warriors, and they are also the acquired, congenital, and knotted Dan in Taoist legends, the so-called Jindan Avenue.

The relics of the Living Buddha are not Neidan, but they have the characteristics of Neidan, which contains infinite essence and aura in legends. The holy relics that Yan Beifei said were another kind of miraculous existence.

Tibetan Tantra has always given people the impression of being extremely mysterious, I don't know when a certain generation of Tantra after the living Buddha sat down, and actually left a strange spar the size of a child's fist.

This spar contains the essence power of the living Buddha, the essence of martial arts and Buddhism. What's even more amazing is that this spar can also absorb the power of other living Buddhas.

Therefore, whenever a tantric living Buddha sits down, the living Buddha will pour his own essence power into this spar. Over time, this spar containing the power of the living Buddhas of the past dynasties has become the treasure of Tantra - Tantric Holy Relic!

Perhaps with the help of the Holy Relic, each generation of Tantric Living Buddhas is an unborn master, which is comparable to the existence of an invincible powerhouse at the innate level.

The place where the holy relics are enshrined is the place where the living Buddha retreats. In addition, the four ** kings of Tantra took turns to guard, and the thief king Zhuo Fan was able to steal the holy relics, which was worthy of being the first thief in the world.

"Okay! I'll go back and make arrangements, and I'll leave in the afternoon. Nangong Chu put away the ticket on the table, said goodbye to Yan Beifei, and turned around and walked out of Yan Beifei's office.

"Hey, is it Ye Feng? You immediately gather the brothers of the 'Dark Dragon' and inform Shi Nanxing that I have something important to explain to you when you go to the villa in the suburbs. Nangong Chu didn't dare to slack off, and after leaving the bar, he immediately made a phone call to his land Ye Feng.

On the outskirts of Donghai City, in the high-end villa community, there is a tranquility, and the morning light is sprinkled on the lake, sparkling waves. In the hall of a villa by the lake, more than 20 people were gathering, and the atmosphere seemed to be very tense.

In the hall of the villa, there were a group of core disciples of the "Dark Dragon", Ye Feng, Shan Xiong, and Shan Xin brothers, the four generals of the Dark Dragon: Wang Hu, Da Long, Liu Tian, Zhao Sheng, and the other eighteen backbone elements.

Of course, Nangong Chu, as their big boss, can't stop here. He is not only here, but also sits on the top, next to him is Shi Nanxing and Chen Zheng, the military advisor.

"Chu Shao suddenly summoned us here, what is it for?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

"Are we going to do something again? This time we are going to destroy that gang?

A group of backbone elements of the dark dragon have already discussed in a low voice, even if it is Shan Xiong, Shan Xin, and even Ye Feng and Shi Nanxing and other people who usually have close contact with Nangong Chu, they don't know what kind of medicine Nangong Chu bought in his gourd this time!