The inkman bypassed the armed forces sent by Heluo to investigate, and spared most of the circle before returning to the hotel cautiously.

Whoosh,

The inkman's figure jumped off the roof, and the next moment, he entered his room.

"Huh?" Looking at the people in the room, Moke couldn't help but be stunned, Luo Wanmei, Huang Shi and even Zhou Hai and others were all in the room at this time.

At the moment when the inkman jumped into the room, Zhou Hai and the others reacted, and just pulled out their pistols when they saw the inkman.

"Inkman. Seeing the comer, Zhou Hai couldn't help but exclaim.

As soon as these words came out, Luo Wanmei and others also immediately looked at it.

At this time, the ink man's face was pale, the right half of his body was almost completely stained red by blood, and his right arm was even more blurred with blood, even if he was the former elite of the army, he couldn't believe that he could escape back alone with such an injury.

"Inkman. Luo Wanmei's eyes turned red, and she threw herself directly into the ink ke's arms.

Seeing this scene, Xu Jiajia and the others on the side couldn't help but look away.

hiss

At this moment, Moke suddenly gasped, the right half of his body was already injured, and Luo Wanmei hit him like this, just hitting his wound.

Hearing the sound of the inkman in pain, Luo Wanmeiqiao's face flushed, and she quickly let go of the inkman.

"Moke, your injury" Looking at Moke's appearance, Luo Wanmei couldn't help but speak.

"I'm fine, just a few minor injuries, just a few days of rest. The inkman shook his head slightly, although he looked miserable, in fact, it was just too much energy and spiritual power consumption. None of these injuries hurt the truth, otherwise he would not have survived.

"Is this still a small injury?" Xu Jiajia on the side said in disbelief when she heard this.

The ink man has almost become a bloody man, so the injuries are considered minor injuries, and the broken hands and feet are probably not serious injuries.

Hearing this, Mo Ke just smiled slightly, these injuries are indeed only minor injuries for him, after all, a martial artist who has reached the level of transformation can control his muscles and blood, and this injury is not critical, so naturally there is no big problem.

Seeing Moke or coming back, Luo Wanmei hurriedly asked the bodyguard to buy medicine, after all, Moke's injury looks very serious, and such an injury is inconvenient to go to the hospital. As soon as Moke goes to the hospital, I'm afraid someone will immediately notify Heluo, although I don't know who is dealing with Moke this time, but Luo Wanmei plans to hide it for Moke.

The ink man simply cleaned the wounds on his body and rested in the room, and after a big fight, he was also exhausted.

And just as the ink man was resting, a middle-aged man came to the forest under the protection of several bodyguards.

"Young Master Heluo, these are those enemies. A burly man said, pointing to the corpse on the ground.

There were more than a dozen corpses on the ground, most of them were killed by steel balls, several of them were killed by *, and the other was still dead after only being shot in both legs.

"So many people have infiltrated Moxi Town, and no one has noticed" He Luo said with a gloomy face as he looked at the corpse on the ground.

Moxi Town, but the Heluo family and other jade mine owner families were established together, this town, it can be said that they, the jade mine owners, are the soil emperors, even if they are Burmese officials, they have to give them face. But right under their noses, there were more than a dozen armed forces infiltrating, even with *, if they suddenly launched an attack on them, they could stop it?

"Young master, don't worry, the guards patrolling in this direction, I have sent someone to take care of them, and there will definitely be no more such things. The burly man is right.

Myanmar is already chaotic, in its own territory, there are other armed forces infiltrating, whoever changes it will be furious, Ha Lok is no exception, this matter must be someone responsible.

"These people were all killed by steel balls?" He Luo looked at the burly man and said slowly.

"Basically, but we didn't find any fatal wounds on this man, but he died. The burly man pointed to the corpse of Bakun on the ground.

Originally, the monkey's corpse was also woundless, but the monkey's corpse had already been torn apart by the * explosion, and it was the worst death of all people.

Hearing this, Heluo squatted down and probed Bakun's body.

"The inner strength shatters the heart?" He Luo raised his eyebrows, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The steel ball kills people, and the internal strength breaks the heart, which is obviously done by one person, and one person can escape in the ambush of so many people, and this person's strength may have reached the legendary level of strength.

"A martial artist at the level of strength. He Luo's face became solemn.

Although in modern society, individual force has long been less important, but the premise is to use hot weapons to guard at all times, if you only talk about assassination, the warrior is even more terrible than in ancient times.

"Dispose of these people's bodies, and give me a clear investigation of the origin of this person. Heluo's gaze fell on Bakun.

"Yes, young master. The burly man nodded.

Helo left the woods and, escorted by several bodyguards, left the town of Moxi and headed for a huge manor dozens of miles away.

"Little guy Heluo, it's so late, why did you suddenly come to me?" a fifty-year-old man in plain clothes looked at Heluo and said slowly.

"Grandpa, something happened in Moxie Town tonight, and I suspect that a Warrior is involved. Heluo said.

Grandpa, this old man in his fifties is actually Heluo's grandfather, you know, Heluo is in his thirties, even if this old man is Heluo's father, he is young, but he didn't expect it to be Heluo's grandfather.

"Martial artist?" the old man heard this, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

As a martial artist, he naturally understands how difficult it is to achieve the transformation of strength, but he has only reached the level of transformation after a period of hard cultivation, and this is because his talent is high enough, otherwise he would not be able to step into the level of transformation strength.

"Martial artists, who can control their own muscles and blood, and even breathing and heartbeat, such people are terrifying and abnormal, try not to offend them. The old man pondered for a moment before he spoke.

He Luo nodded slightly, he was very clear about the strength of the Transforming Martial Artist, more than ten years ago, he had seen the old man, who killed more than a dozen strong men with weapons in one person. Especially tonight, more than a dozen * gunmen failed to leave the warrior. The horror of the martial arts can be seen.

"If you can, try to check the identity of the other party, it has been nearly twenty years since I stepped into Huajin, but I still haven't peeked into the realm that Master Dao said. The old man sighed, "Don't cause the other party to be disgusted. ”

"I understand. Heluo nodded, the world only knew that the head of the Heluo family was the owner of the jade mine in Myanmar, but they didn't know that the head of the Heluo family was also a martial arts family. However, the exercises practiced by the head of the Heluo family are not those martial arts exercises in China, but yoga inherited from ancient India.