Chapter 386: Aftermath
Except for the seven boys and girls from the Eagle's Nest who had left the villa early, the rest of them were crushed to the ground on the ruins of the villa where most of the shelves had collapsed. Before he started, his temperament was like ice, cold as a lotus, and the dusty Bai Jie on his body was gray at this time, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, and his stubborn eyes were full of horror.
The gap between the realm is heaven and earth. This sudden old man in white is not something that these people present can contend with. Just by exerting momentum, everyone is suppressed and it is difficult to move.
Who is he?
This question is not only being asked by Bai Jie, but by everyone. And almost all eyes were focused on the white fat man.
He is a native of the capital and is in charge of a special service. It is said that you should know the right people.
But the white fat man's gaze at the old man was also very unfamiliar.
With difficulty, he lifted the back of his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and found that the people who were lying on the ground in various positions were watching him. There was an inquiry in his eyes.
It's just his own people, and he is not so polite to Zhong Qianshan, Jin Tongzhou, and the Qian brothers. One by one, they glared back.
Take a look, look at the hair? I don't fucking know either!
The old man didn't speak, and everyone didn't dare to squeak, let alone get up, in fact, he couldn't get up when he thought about it, and his body was like a big mountain. Panting is depressing.
Waiting for the old man in white to speak.
"What is this place, do you know?" The old man spoke slowly, but every word was like a dull thunderclap. It shook the heads of these people on the ground.
"I ask you what to say, do you know it?" Another loud shout.
Almost everyone was so frightened that they started talking at the same time.
"Know, know...... We know. â
Only Bai Jie didn't say a word, her pretty face was tense, and she bit her lip tightly. Self-esteem, reserve, and even more stubbornness make her refuse to bow her head. Struggling, trying to get up. It didn't take long for his face to turn red. Sweat on the forehead. But she was still gritting her teeth and holding on.
"Yes, yes, yes! Then do you know that thaumaturgists are forbidden to fight on the ground of the capital? Well? â
"Seniors, we are special ......"
Before the white fat man finished speaking, the old man in white interrupted stiffly. "Shut up, I know you're from the Secret Service, is that how the Secret Service enforces the law? If that fake old man knew that the Secret Service was being made by you like this, he would have crawled out of the coffin and broken your legs. â
The white fat man, Li Tang, and Bai Jie were shocked at the same time. Zhong Qianshan and the others were also shocked at the same time. Looking at the old man in white was like seeing a ghost.
As one of the earliest founders of the Secret Service, Xiaoyaozi's name is well known in the secret agency. In the Qimen realm, it is also a legend of the general existence zĂ i. He is also one of the three great masters in the earliest modern era, and his most brilliant record has once challenged the two great masters of Japan alone, resulting in one death and one injury. The prestige is resounding throughout Southeast Asia. The last Pope of the Vatican, Paul III, once said that there is a free son in the East who is alive for a day, and the Qimen realm in the West will never cross the sea and never invade the east. It can be said that in that year, Xiaoyaozi and the secret service he led erected a solid barrier for the country and the East. At the age of one hundred and thirteen, he died.
The old man in white actually called Xiaoyaozi a fake old man, in such a tone, they are obviously familiar with each other, and the relationship is not ordinary. In other words, he is a contemporary of the deceased Xiaoyaozi. It's a real senior.
Perhaps thinking of an old friend who has been dead for many years, the old man in white showed a trace of sadness and loneliness in his eyes. The huge pressure that was pressing on everyone suddenly disappeared. Everyone trembled and staggered up from the rubble. Arrange the appearance haphazardly, and bow to the old man in white in unison.
"I've seen my seniors."
The old man in white snorted coldly, his eyes swept over these people, and said to Zhong Qianshan and the others: "I think you have contributed to the country, and today's matter will be put aside for the time being." Let's go. â
No one dared to disobey the order of the old man in white, Zhong Qianshan and the others bowed to the old man again and turned to leave. Just walked a few steps. The old man in white suddenly stopped them again.
Zhong Qianshan said respectfully: "Dare to ask the seniors what else they have to order?" â
The old man in white looked at the sky with his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Remember, you are not allowed to step into the capital for half a step in the future." Otherwise, don't blame the old man for being polite. â
"Yes, the juniors will obey the instructions." Zhong Qianshan said boldly: "Dare to ask the seniors." After the younger generation goes back, it is good to give an explanation to the door. â
"What, do you want to find the old man in the future?" The old man in white said coldly.
"Don't dare, juniors don't dare."
"Hmph. The old man Liao Changsheng. â
"What? You are one of the three great grandmasters, the immortal old man Liao Changsheng Liao senior? Zhong Qianshan took a step back sharply. His face was full of horror.
"Get out!"
Covered by the prestige of the old man, Zhong Qianshan and the others did not dare to say any more, and left in a gloomy manner.
On the other hand, the white fat man and other people in the secret service who had heard the name of the immortal old man were even more silent, and their legs were weak. The three great masters in the early years, Xiaoyaozi was warlike, but he only fought with the top masters. The golden-faced Buddha doesn't care about the world, but only cares about his own practice. Walking all over the world is Liao Changsheng, who is known as the immortal old man, his specific age is unknown, no one knows so far, he is notoriously ruthless and extremely murderous in the Qimen world.
Since the sixties, after the defeat at the hands of Xiaoyaozi. Since then, he has disappeared from the rivers and lakes.
For decades, he was largely never seen again. Unexpectedly, such a majestic god was hidden in the capital.
"Senior, we ......" The fine cold sweat on the round head of the white fat man became more and more. Flowing down the face.
"Tell your people to come and clean up the aftermath. Next time, you roll to the Tibetan side for the old man to guard the side, hum. â
The old man in white looked like a knife, and coldly swept over the secret service and others. I can see that their hearts are cold. After a cold snort, the long figure disappeared abruptly, just as it came.
Come without a shadow, go without a trace, it is really like a living immortal living in the world.
"Lao Bai, what should I do?" Li Tang's eyes palpitated, and he patted his heart in fear.
Bai Jie, who had always worshipped the strong, was extremely fascinated by the miraculous methods of the old man in white, and she asked quietly, "Is he really an immortal old man?" â
Only then did the white fat man take care of wiping his sweat. He smiled bitterly: "It shouldn't be wrong." No one in this world dares to assume his name. â
"Miss Xu's whereabouts haven't been found yet, so let's just leave? Isn't this a muddled battle? Li Tang looked around at the surrounding ruins in a blink of an eye, and said with a click.
"Zhong Qianshan is not hypocritical, but he is not a person who dares to do it, perhaps, people are really not robbed by them." Mobilize the delicate thinking unique to women, Bai Jiexiu raised her eyebrows, thoughtful.
At this time, the white fat man was also suspicious of this matter. can be reckless of the consequences and go out to do things with their own people. If it weren't for the black cauldron, he was wronged by himself, and the director was extremely angry. That is, they did it, but they were not afraid of investigation, nor were they afraid of any consequences, and they could ignore it for the sake of the magic weapon.
Of the two types of analysis, the white fat man tends to be more inclined to the former. The latter is stubborn to the end, and it is typical to lose the big because of the small. It's nothing to be alone, but each of them has a family behind them. Once it is confirmed in the future, the Secret Service will come to the door. Iron laws are like swords, and laws and regulations are like guillotines. No one can resist it.
The white fat man groaned slightly, and waved his hand to beckon two people. instructed: "You immediately take a few people, mobilize the power of the National Security Bureau, contact the Municipal Public Security Bureau, the sub-bureau, and the neighborhood committees of the sub-district police stations, and make every effort to find out the whereabouts of Miss Xu." â
"Yes. We'll do it right away. â
"Come back, by the way, inform people to come here to clean up the aftermath. Find a few clever and eloquent people to explain to the surrounding owners. If you can't do it, you can erase their memories. â
"Got it, whitehead."
Two subordinates left in a hurry. The remaining white fat people also walked along the tree-lined path in a secluded corner and a place with few people, and left the villas in the western suburbs.
Shortly after they left, two people appeared in the ruins of the villa.
In their thirties, they are all dressed casually.
One of them looked at the tree-lined path where the white fat man and the others had left. Ask your companion, "What should I do?" This thing is done like this, it seems a bit anticlimactic? â
The companion pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. Sighing, "No way. Who knew that there would be a grandmaster-level powerhouse intervening halfway. After pondering for a while, the man said again: "Hook, I don't think it's as good as this, let's go our separate ways, what about you, continue to follow the group surnamed Zhong." If they really leave the capital boundary, then our errand will not be bad. The threat around the little hairy head is also solved. â
"Okay, what about you, why are you going?"
"Me?"
"Of course it's you, is it my own hard work on a hot day, you go back to the place to drink cold beer and sleep well?"
", I look like such a righteous person, am I?"
"I'm sorry, don't blame the brother for being honest, you're really alike."
"A coarse person is a coarse person, with such a narrow mind, he always thinks of people in a bad way. Sue you, brother, I'll go to those two little Japanese devils. By the way, I also helped Xiao Maotou rescue his Japanese lover. â
"Hehe, you would have said that you would have said that earlier. Brother I flashed. See you in the evening, and don't forget the cold draft beer you owe me. â
"Get out, get out, I can't forget, let the golden-eyed cat accompany you when the time comes." He smiled maliciously, but the companion beside him was full of excitement, and his face was as pale as dirt. Quickly and far away at a speed that is beyond the reach of the naked eye.
Look in the direction in which your companion disappeared. He scratched his head and said to himself: "The golden-eyed cat has to have good looks and a figure, and it is simply a woman among women." Is it so scary? When I mention him, it's like a mouse seeing a cat. It's not a man's ......."
"So you're a gentleman, huh? I like it, turn around and let my little sister see if you're really that male? Hearing the sweet and charming voice suddenly coming from behind him, the familiar fragrance wafting into the tip of his nose. The man wearing sunglasses was so frightened that his heart was suddenly shocked, and his body was like a spring under his feet, his body quickly pulled up, swished, and ran out dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye, without looking back, and running away.
Only a hot blonde woman in red was left standing not far from the ruins of the villa, sneering.