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Mo Feng was suddenly shocked by the saint's sudden super treble scream, thinking that the saint was going to recite some terrifying spell, he couldn't spare his hand to cover the saint's mouth at this time, and in a hurry, he lowered his head and blocked it with his mouth......

"Hmmmm......" The holy woman struggled violently, her face turned from red to white, and in shame and anger, she finally rolled the whites of her eyes and fainted.

"This ...... Is it a strong kiss? Mo Feng, who reacted, involuntarily touched his lips, and was also stunned at that time.

"Hey, don't play dead, wake up......"

After getting up, Mo Feng, who was a thief, screamed a few times, but the saint didn't react at all, Mo Feng's mind moved, and his divine sense had already penetrated into the saint's body, and he found that the saint's breath that had finally calmed down became weak again, and then he believed that the saint had really fainted.

"What can I do? What can I do? Mo Feng looked at the holy woman on the ground, rubbing his hands and walking around on the ground.

"No, we can't wait any longer!" Looking at the wall clock on the wall, Mo Feng found that it was almost five o'clock, and he knew that he couldn't wait, and he must get the saint away before dawn.

After making up his mind, Mo Feng no longer hesitated, leaned over and picked up the holy maiden and walked out.

Nephrite jade in his arms, fragrant and fragrant, Mo Feng, who had a heart to get rid of the saint quickly, did not have the heart to enjoy these, and after listening for a while, taking advantage of the night before dawn, Mo Feng swept towards the former residence of Bishop Locks like a ghost.

Five minutes later, after carefully bypassing the three guard posts, Mo Feng finally came to the vicinity of Locks' former residence.

At this time, the courtyard of Locks's former residence was crowded with people, the lights were bright, and countless policemen with loaded guns looked around vigilantly, one by one, with cold faces, as if they were facing a great enemy.

In the courtyard, several strangely shaped instruments were erected, and many people in black suits were constantly busy.

Everything is going on quietly.

Mo Feng came to a forest on the west side of Locks' former residence with his ghostly body, although there were also police patrols here, but the vigilance was obviously much lax compared to other places.

After gently placing the unconscious saintess on a flat grass, Mo Feng silently withdrew more than ten steps away, raised his right hand, and the stone he had picked up just now had been thrown by Mo Feng hard, and hit the trunk of a tree beside the saint with a bang.

This sound was particularly harsh in the quiet forest, and the few policemen who were in charge of guarding nearby heard it, and they jumped up like rabbits with their tails stepped on, and rushed towards the place where the sound came from, and the light from several high-power flashlights instantly illuminated the dark forest.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Mo Feng turned into a dark shadow and swept towards the outside of the town.

When Mo Feng secretly returned to the hotel in a big circle, the eastern sky had gradually brightened.

At this time, Mo Feng was still sleepy, so he cleaned up indiscriminately, and then checked out and went straight to the bus station at the entrance of the town.

Run! Mo Feng's only thought now was to escape from the town and run as far as possible.

Mo Feng knew that he had aroused the wrath of the saintess, and the misunderstanding could no longer be explained, the other party must hate himself to the bone now, Mo Feng was not stupid enough to wait for someone to kill him and hack him to death. Don't run now, wait when.

What Mo Feng didn't know was that not long after he left, in the Locks House, the saint, under the protection of a group of policemen, announced that her visit to the town was a success, and she was very grateful to the believers and so on, and then under the support of another group of priests who came from her, she canceled her visit to England on the grounds that the Holy See had urgent matters to deal with, and then went back to the Vatican directly. Gang.

Although he didn't find a way to exorcise black witchcraft, after all, black witchcraft has a whereabouts, and Mo Feng has also met Dioff. Grand Duke Pratt's terrifying strength, especially his weird lamp, was so powerful that Mo Feng shuddered just thinking about it.

Now Mo Feng is not as good as before, as for how to deal with Grand Duke Pratt, he plans to plan and then act, anyway, there is still more than a year to go, there will always be a chance to find his flaws.

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Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and Mo Feng has been in country M for more than a year, in addition to diagnosing and treating patients, Mo Feng has devoted all his energy to investigating the Pratt family, but the vampire family that has been inherited for thousands of years is not accessible to ordinary people, and the effect is very small, as for Nissen's intelligence network, several capable generals have been missing for this.

In terms of the National Security Bureau, Qin Mu also widely approached the Pratt family through various channels, but there has been no breakthrough so far. Mo Feng and Qin Mu are not in a hurry, the situation in Mo Dongcheng is getting worse and worse, if they can't find a way to crack the black witchcraft within half a year, they can't do it even if the gods come.

At ten o'clock in the evening, on a remote highway in the western district of Luoshi, under the dim street lamp, four or five black cars pulled over, and more than a dozen big men dressed in black gathered together, pointing at a white two-story villa 200 meters away from time to time, discussing something in a low voice.

"Jack, are you sure that Huaxia agent just escaped into this villa?" A burly middle-aged man with eagle-like eyes frowned and glanced at the white villa, and asked a capable young man beside him with a gloomy face.

The middle-aged man's name is Corion, and he is the leader of the FBI special operations team.

"Team leader, this path can only lead to that house, he was shot three times, and he fell when he ran to the door, but when we caught up, the person was gone, and the weirdest thing was that there was not even blood on the ground, I suspected that this house was a stronghold of theirs, and there should be their accomplices in it, so I didn't dare to go in and search, just let a few other colleagues surround this house and wait for your support."

Hearing Crion's question, the young man inserted the pistol he was carrying into the holster on his waist and briefly explained the situation to Crane and the others, who had just arrived.

"Well done, Jack, thanks to you not breaking in directly, otherwise, maybe what awaits you and me tomorrow morning will not be a hot coffee, but a letter of dismissal, your prudence has saved you and us, well done."

Hearing the young man named Jack speak, Crane shuddered slightly, and then slapped Jack's shoulder a few times with both hands, and a thick fear and jealousy swept through those cold dark gray eyes.

"Team leader, is the owner of this house ......" A puzzled look crossed the young man named Jack, rubbing his sore shoulder vigorously, and asked Crane with a puzzled expression. At this time, the other men in black also focused their inquiring eyes on Cryan.

"The owner of this house is a young Chinese man named Mo Feng......"

"Aha, team leader, it's just a yellow-skinned monkey, aren't we too cautious? Don't forget, we're the FBI, you're right, guys, haha......" Before the middle-aged man could finish his words, a short and fat black-clad agent next to him interjected in a contemptuous tone.

"Shut up, Iverson, you bastard, shut up, God, I'm so glad it was Jack's team chasing this Huaxia agent just now, if it were you bastard, I'm afraid you would have gone in and demolished this house, if that's the case, I swear, I'll be transferred to guard the gate of the FBI headquarters tomorrow, and you, too, will go back to your Africa to mine, yes, I promise."

Angry, Corion's neck was bruised, his facial muscles twisted to look hideous, and spat splattered the black-clad detective's face.

"Damn, you idiot, I don't know how you got into the FBI, if you know that this Chinese man named Mo Feng once saved the lives of members of the British royal family, was the guest of honor of the Aaron family and the Eiffel family, and had a close relationship with at least ten or more members of Congress, I don't know if you still have the courage to say that just now, Mom. You're such an idiot. Crane gasped and cursed.

"Team leader, what should we do now?" Looking at Iverson, who was holding his head down and not daring to gasp, Jack asked with a pale face.

If it weren't for the fear of that Huaxia agent's amazing marksmanship just now, the meritorious Jack would have led someone to rush in a long time ago, and if he couldn't find the seriously injured Huaxia agent, what would happen to him....... Jack felt a chill run down his back.

"We continue to keep an eye here, Jack, you go back and apply for a search warrant, for this Mr. Mo Feng, we must go through the normal way, otherwise we will be in big trouble." Now, gentlemen, I ask you to assist your former colleagues in enclosing this house at once, keeping your eyes open, and not allowing this Huaxia agent to give away what he stole from us.

The boss has already spoken, to find him at all costs, Mom. Yes, the guards of the Ministry of Defense are really rubbish, they were stolen from the baby, not to mention, more than a dozen people died and haven't caught a single hair. Crane pulled out his rifle and whispered orders to the agents beside him.

"Mom. yes, what a hassle! In the living room of the villa, Mo Feng pinched his eyebrows and stared at a bloodstained and motionless young man in black pacing back and forth on the sofa.

The young man in black is Mo Feng's old acquaintance, Lin Qiang's former comrade-in-arms Lei Ming, as soon as Lei Ming approached the villa, Mo Feng sensed it at that time, when Lei Ming fell at the gate due to his injuries, Mo Feng brought Lei Ming back to the room when the pursuers were approaching.

Fortunately, Lei Ming's physical fitness was very strong, and he was shot three times, but because he was not fatally injured, although he lost too much blood, his life was temporarily worry-free.

Mo Feng took out the bullet first, disinfected it, and then injected a trace of true qi into Lei Ming's body, bandaged it, and hung a bag of plasma, and it took nearly half an hour to stop. (To be continued.) )