Xiang Ming now knew that there were still three members of the Sword Wolf Detachment alive, and he was anxious and wanted to rescue them as soon as possible. This did not take out the satellite locator, took a look, and knew that his current location was less than 50 kilometers from Hanoi, and the location was southeast. Xiang Ming determined the direction and distance and began to use his magical powers, dodging and teleporting. In less than a few seconds, it was over Hanoi. Floating 200 meters above the air, watching the streets below come and go, after all, is it a capital, no matter how poor you are, there is no shortage of people. Hanoi is the capital of South Vietnam and the second largest city in the country, with an area of 920 square kilometers and a population of more than 3.5 million. This city is a special polarization between the rich and the poor, and there is no shortage of high-rise buildings and rich areas, but there is also no lack of many slums. Hanoi's waterways are well developed and the water network extends in all directions, so it is as accustomed to taking a boat as we do. And the most common ones on the street are rental motorcycles. Xiang Ming flew slowly, swept over the area piece by piece, and observed the street buildings below with his eyes, no matter what, as a capital, it is also very big, even if Xiang Ming is now at the peak of the Jindan period, he is not a god, he can do whatever he wants, he can do whatever he wants, Xiang Ming is now looking for the location of the center of a country, and if he finds them, he can ask about the whereabouts of the sword wolf detachment, hehe, kidnapping and robbery is Xiang Ming's favorite, after all, Xiang Ming is only 13 years old, he is a big boy, and he also has the problem of being naïve and playful with children. Xiang Ming understands the principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, even if he can't ask, can he force them to hand over the people?

After careful separation and comparison on the Internet, Xiang Ming identified several important goals, one is the presidential palace, one is the parliamentary Daxia, the other is the Military Commission, and the other is several large military camps in the suburbs. Xiang Ming didn't want to bother so much, so he decided to catch all the people in these places, and then talk about it first. Gather them together and interrogate them one by one.

Just do it, this is the freewheeling nature of the cultivation master, straightforward, and heroic. The master must have the fan of the master, where is it still like those pretending to be forced goods, and they have to send a post, and then shout a few times at the door, "I'm here". I was trembling for most of the day, and I had to go through a lot of hard work to get things done, hehe, that's a mix of words. Our god protagonist needs to work so hard, and a teleportation will be in the presidential palace, no matter who it is, "collect, collect, and collect". Xiang Ming quickly started to run inside at the gate of the presidential palace, and when he saw someone, he put it into the Qiankun ring, as long as it was a person, he would accept it, whether it was a person, a guard, a secretary, a bodyguard, a cook, or something, anyway, a pot was served, and it blew like the wind, and the person was gone. In a large conference room on the second floor of the presidential palace, nearly 200 people are now arguing fiercely here, and the president is also annoyed to sit on it and watch the group of people at the bottom arguing, and there are all kinds of people below, including 5 generals and lieutenant generals of the military, no less than 30 people, as well as politicians in suits and leather shoes, and special people in strange clothes. Among these special people in the rivers and lakes, there are still a few bare-headed people, not to mention the monks in the temple. They had come at the invitation of the President to discuss the invasion of the Dragon Kingdom. Now the most powerful thing is to speak special people, the main thing is that the interests do not satisfy their appetite, don't think about a little favor can send them, as the existence of special forces, as a master, but also as a high-end person who is superior, that is arrogant, even if the position of the president, it is mostly dependent on special people to sit firmly. If the president treats them badly, it is fatal, and they are not afraid of coming to a different place in the middle of the night, or drowning in the bathroom, or dying of high blood pressure myocardial infarction while doing it, and the methods of special people are as terrifying as they are. If you please special people, then at least your own life is guaranteed. These insatiable special people can only rely on coaxing and stammering, don't you see a bald monk sitting next to the president on the rostrum, a man in black with a covered head, and one is the most powerful warrior? Even the speaker of the rostrum, who is not in a seat.

In South Vietnam, the country is a military state, and the parliament is just an ornament, which is used to fool the people below, and to show off to the outside world. Here are a few big military families to control this, the president is these big families to do it in turn, this year ten surnamed Li, next year may be surnamed Li.

Xiang Ming quietly took in all the people on the first floor, and came to the second floor, and heard that the other end of the corridor was very lively, Xiang Ming thought, who wouldn't go to see the excitement, and he entered this large conference room, and saw that there were so many people, there were so many fat people, no wonder there were not many fat people on the first floor, and they all came here. The little fat man is 150, the big fat man is 200, and there is a super female fat man, 230, very obedient, they all say that South Vietnam is poor, but it is fooling people, no matter where it is, all successful people are the same fat people. Xiang Ming's heart blossomed, and his mind swept away, and there were very few people in other rooms or floors. Xiang Ming's impression is that all fat people are officials. "Catch, let's catch, big catch".

What's the matter, there are still monks with big bald heads, and a bunch of people in fancy clothes, we don't care, as soon as the Qiankun ring is opened, anything can be collected. "Oh" There are still people who understand spells, and they want to resist, grass, and don't look at how much cultivation they have, the highest in this group of people is the foundation building period, and there are a few enlightenment periods, and the others are just about 20 congenital periods, a piece of cake. Not to mention that with the help of the Qiankun Ring, Xiang Ming slapped them to death with a single slap. That is, they were given less than a second to react, and before they could make any moves, they disappeared without even a sentence, "ah".

Xiang Ming didn't care what these people were, he accepted them first, and then interrogated them slowly when he had time. Anyway, the sword team members are all masters of interrogation, and they are not afraid that they will not recruit, and it is a big deal to let them taste the 18 torture of the Manchu Qing Dynasty of their ancestors.

Xiang Ming continued to accept people, and thousands of people in this 5-story building were accepted into the Qiankun ring. Xiang Ming clapped his hands, and only now did he have time to take a closer look at this presidential palace. "Oh, resplendent and magnificent, especially the president's office, which is old and valuable, who are we masters of robbery, how can we see the reason not to take it, let's take it, obediently ivory products, golden wine glasses, and diamond-encrusted pistols, sapphire swords, and large ceiling crystal lamps in Italy. In this office, even the mahogany desk is not let go, Xiang Ming is just scraping one office after another, and the filing cabinet is not pulled down, and the primary schools in many places in our country do not even have a decent desk, there are so many tables and chairs here, we don't waste it, it's a big deal, and donate it to the Hope Project when we return to China. "Wow, this basement is really valuable, antique treasures, gold, etc. are piled up, then it's cheap." The place where Xiang Ming is now located is the treasure room of the Presidential Palace, which belongs to the public property, and the treasures in it are mainly from the treasures confiscated by the royal family when the imperial dynasty was overthrown. Now the museum exhibits only a few less valuable artifacts, and most of them are fakes. Another source is the gifts given by the state, as well as the cultural relics that come up from the tribute below. Although successive presidents have stretched out their groping hands and secretly touched a little from here, it is only a small part after all. The basement where it is now located below is, to put it bluntly, an underground exhibition hall that is about the same, larger than the presidential palace above. The following unceremoniously collected all of them, and it was a big deal to donate a few cents to the South Vietnamese country when there was another big tsunami in South Vietnam, which would be regarded as repaying the debt. Think about it, people in our country are cheap, and when there is a natural disaster in our dragon country, those public figures are like iron roosters slamming the door. Like that tsunami, those people donated a lot. Hey, foreign farts are fragrant. Even the fart of South Vietnam Indonesia does not stink.