"Qian'er, why are you here?" Dou Zhanlong's eyes widened, his face was shocked, and he said, "You look like you're in a hurry?" ”

"Nothing unexpected happened here, did you?" Zhu Qian'er frowned, her face was anxious, and she asked with some concern: "I saw a figure flashing quickly just now, and I was worried in my heart, come and take a look." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Figure?" Dou Zhanlong was suddenly startled, took a step forward, reached out and grabbed Zhu Qian'er's shoulder, and said in an eager voice: Have you seen the direction of the black shadow? ”

"Something happened, something happened!" Zhu Qian'er saw that Dou Zhanlong looked anxious, her face was stunned, she swallowed her saliva, adjusted her breathing, shook her head, and said, "I don't know either!" I just felt it on my own. ”

"Feelings? What use can feelings be? Dou Zhanlong looked anxious, shook Zhu Qian'er's body, and said in an impatient voice: "Uncle Bu is gone!" ”

"What's going on?" Zhu Qian'er was startled at first, her face was worried, and she said: "I specially asked someone to design and install the door of the secret room, how could there be a problem?" ”

"Sister Qian'er, I can't blame you for this matter!" Bu Xiyue stepped forward, her eyes flickered, her face was haggard, and she said in a low voice: "The top priority is to quickly find the real culprit who kidnapped my father, instead of standing here and suspicious of each other and complaining to each other!" ”

"I'm sorry, I was a little excited!" Dou Zhanlong slowly let go of his hands, looked at Zhu Qian'er with a guilty face, his voice softened, and said, "How is the situation on Master Weichen and Qiaozhen?" ”

Zhu Qian'er's body trembled slightly, her eyes were red, she adjusted her breathing, and said calmly: "Master Weichen is giving Qiaozhen a needle, and the specific situation is not clear!" ”

"Let's go check it out!" Dou Zhanlong glanced at Zhu Qian'er and said, "During this time, you are responsible for all the big and small things of the Bu family, have you found any abnormalities?" ”

Zhu Qian'er turned around, her eyes were deep, and she said thoughtfully: "There are indeed some strange things in the Bu family, but I have already asked Jia Le to pay attention to it!" ”

"Isn't there something to do with Knorr?" Dou Zhanlong's face was puzzled, his voice was low, and he said, "Could it be that you didn't deliberately send out Jia Le and leave the Bu family a long time ago?" ”

"Yes!" Zhu Qian'er's expression was serious, and she nodded and said, "Jia Le didn't go out far, and has been monitoring every move here on the opposite hill not far from Bujia. So, as long as there is any slip-up, it's all under my control. ”

"I'm sorry, I blamed you!" Dou Zhanlong pursed his lips, his face was embarrassed, and he whispered: "Uncle Bu's abduction will also be within the monitoring range of family music, right?" ”

Zhu Qian'er nodded slightly, glanced down at the time, and said: "The time is almost up, if nothing happens, Jia Le will come back soon to deliver the letter, and the murderer is unknown." ”

"I hope so!" Bu Xiyue clasped her hands together, hugged them to her chest, looked worried, and prayed in a low voice: "I hope Dad is okay and returns safely!" ”

"Don't worry, I'll definitely find Uncle Bu." Dou Zhanlong patted Bu Xiyue's shoulder, took a deep breath, his face was solemn, and he swore solemnly.

At this time, Jia Le had already discovered the abnormality, a pair of eyes were angry like burning flames, jumped forward, quickened his pace, and led more than a dozen members of the Bujia Ancient Martial Arts Cultivation Group out of the mountain alley, blocking the way of the two black cloth masked people, and shouted loudly: "You guys stop for me!" ”

The black cloth masked people were stunned for a moment, glanced at each other, turned to look at Jia Le, pouted and said, "What are you doing?" How dare you stand in our way? ”

"Let go of those in your hands!" Jia Le raised his voice, his face became more and more ugly, his hands were clenched into fists, and he gritted his teeth.

"You take him in the car first!" Among them, a bald man squinted his eyes, glanced at the black car not far away, his face was weird, and he said in a dull voice.

"What are you going to do?" Another big man had a pair of fanned ears, stared at the beads, and said with an ugly face: "There are many of them, how can you deal with them alone?" ”

"When is it now, and you're still thinking about this?" The bald head stared, his expression was solemn, and he said in a serious manner: "No matter what, we can't fail, after all, the honorarium is millions!" ”

"Third child, you're really out of the eye!" Fan Feng'er frowned, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"You want to run, but there is no door!" Jia Le's eyes widened, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a pair of eyes glared at the two big men viciously.

"Let's go, Seven!" The bald old man shouted, his feet touched the ground, or he didn't twist one by one, jumped towards Knorr, stretched out his arms suddenly, clenched his hands into fists, and hit Knorr's abdomen hard.

At the same time, Fan Feng's ear Lao Qi took a deep breath, picked up Bu Zhengrong's waist, took a big stride, and quickly ran towards the black car.

Jia Le's expression was solemn, his expression was serious, he took two steps back, leaned his body, dodged his fist, and quickly moved forward, rushing towards the fan ear Lao Qi.

"Where are you going?" The bald third reacted quickly, moved forward, leaned forward, suddenly picked up his arms, punched a heavy fist, and slammed towards Jia Le, and then, his body rotated 360 degrees, his legs straightened, and he kicked straight towards Jia Le.

With a "bang", Jia Le's body was unbalanced, he fell to the ground, his face was slightly pale, he struggled to get up from the ground, and ordered the members of the Guwu Cultivation Group: "You go and intercept that fan ear, you must not let him escape, you must rescue Uncle Bu." ”

More than a dozen members of the Ancient Martial Arts Cultivation Regiment divided into three ways, quickened their pace, and closely followed behind Lao Qi.

Fan Feng Ear Lao Qi's eyes were frightened, pursed the corners of his mouth, and ran to the black car, after a while, he was sweating profusely, his face was flushed, his hands were a little trembling, he gritted his teeth hard, hugged Bu Zhengrong on his shoulders, took a deep breath, and made the final sprint.

The members of the Ancient Martial Arts Cultivation Group looked at each other, copied them in three ways, surrounded the old seven groups of Fan Feng's ears, their eyes widened angrily, and they said in a threatening tone: "You can't run away!" ”

Fan Ear Lao Qi stopped suddenly, his eyes rolled wildly, a trace of fine sweat appeared on his forehead, his expression was vigilant, his voice trembled slightly, and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

"What for?" The members of the Gu Wu Cultivation Group led by him had a flat head, named Tiger, his eyes widened, and he focused his gaze on Bu Zhengrong's body, and said, "You put down the hostages, maybe the brothers can let you live!" ”

"Drop the hostages?" Fan Feng'er snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said with a contemptuous face: "If you want to snatch him, it depends on whether you have the ability!" ”

After speaking, Fan Feng'er Lao Qi took a deep breath, puffed out his chest, his face was red, his eyes were scarlet, full of murderous aura, he put Bu Zhengrong on the ground, his legs apart, mobilized his strength, his body rotated, and summoned a strong wind, confusing the members of the Ancient Martial Arts Cultivation Group.

Suddenly, the sand and dust were everywhere, and the tiger and the others subconsciously raised their arms, covered their eyes, and vigilantly observed every move of Fan Feng'er.

Fan Feng was like no one in his ears, his legs were straight, his arms were flying in the air, his eyes were wide, and he quickly moved forward, mobilizing the doppelganger technique, waving his fists, and slamming at the members of the ancient martial arts cultivation group.

Suddenly, the members of the Encouragement Cultivation Group looked stunned, received a heavy blow to the abdomen, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The tiger frowned, his face was ugly, and he said, "What tricks do you use?" ”

"Humph!" Fan Feng Ear Lao Qi snorted coldly, his face was solemn, and he said: "The heavenly secret must not be revealed, although they seem to be harmless on the surface, but the internal organs have already been injured. ”

"You're not bragging, are you?" The tiger's eyes were suspicious, and he looked at Fan Feng'er in disbelief, his heart was beating faster, and he tried his best to hide the horror in his heart.

With a "poof", the tiger covered his chest with his hands, a tingling pain, blood spat out in his mouth, and his face was pale.

"Hahaha! I said a long time ago that you are no match for me at all! Fan Feng'er looked proud, bent down slightly, hugged the Qirong, and turned around to leave.

Jia Le had a fierce battle with the bald old man, scarred, with blood on the corners of his mouth, his face was ugly, and said, "Who are you?" Why do you want to rob Bu Zhengrong? ”

The bald third man was exhausted, and under the impact of Knorr's long legs, his body staggered, barely maintaining his balance, his eyes were stubborn, and he said: "There is only one thing in this world that is good and omnipotent, and that is 'money!'" ’

"So you were bought!" Jia Le suddenly realized, his eyes showed a strange light, squinted his eyes, and continued to ask, "Who instructed you to do this?" How much does he pay you? ”

"No comment!" The bald third man had a firm voice, puffed out his chest, mobilized all his strength, took steps, his body was like a bullet, and rushed straight towards Jia Le.

Jia Le took a deep breath, his face was calm, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing an evil smile, his body jumped, his feet touched the ground, dragged off the ground, flipped three hundred and sixty degrees in the air and flipped his head and legs apart, and saw the right time, clamped the neck of the bald third child, and twisted his waist hard.

"Click", before the bald third child had time to react, there was a crisp sound of bones breaking from his body, his eyes widened, his face was dazed, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

When the fan-eared old seven heard that the voice was wrong, he stopped, turned around suddenly, looked at it, his face was angry, his eyes were sad, and he shouted hysterically: "Third child, what's wrong with you?" Hurry up and stand up! ”

said that it was too late, Jia Le adjusted his breathing, his body teleported, and came to the side of the fan-eared old seven, and said with a sly face: "He's dead!" ”

"You killed him!" Fan Feng's expression was painful, his eyes were red, his face was resentful and he glared at Jia Le, stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Jia Le's collar, stared down, and gritted his teeth and said: "I want you to pay for your blood debt!" ”

Fan Feng Ear grabbed Jia Le's throat, mobilized his strength, exposed strong muscles, green tendons bulging, and increased his strength, eager to put Jia Le to death immediately.

Jia Le had difficulty breathing, his face was ugly, he endured the pain, his hands clenched into fists, and the hammer of "bang bang" hit Fan Feng'er's chest and abdomen.

However, the fan ears had already gathered strength, and the muscles of the body were tense, as strong as an iron wall, as if they could not feel pain.

Jia Le's expression became more and more flustered, his chest was suffocated, and his strength was insufficient, so he slowly released his fist, rolled his eyes, and said weakly: "You actually combined qigong and hard qigong?" ”

Fan Feng'er's eyes were weird, full of murderous aura, he stepped forward, pinched Jia Le's throat with one hand, pinched his waist with the other, his face was hideous, and he said: "I want to kill you, I want to avenge the third child!" ”

"The real murderer who killed the third child is not me, but your mastermind behind the scenes!" Knorr had an idea, his voice soothed, slowed down his speech, and said slowly: "If you really take revenge on the brothers in the box, you should get rid of this fate born for money!" ”

"What do you mean by that?" Fan Feng'er Lao Qi looked stunned, looked at Jia Le in a daze, his voice was low, and he muttered, "How to get rid of it?" ”