A figure like Brazos, if he falls into the hands of the government of country M, can be shot directly, and there is no need for a trial at all.

But now that Brazos has been arrested for nearly two years, why is he still alive and well? Even he can connect with him directly via a satellite encrypted phone?

Can you move the rescuers so openly and let him Xiao Yi save him?

Moreover, even his businesses, according to his guess, are still running normally!

There's only one reason for that - and that's because of profit!

Because of the terrible interests that are so great that anyone can take a risk, because of the channels that he controls!

This is enough to make those big people who usually wear bright clothes and talk about justice salivate.

Everyone wants to get those channels from Brazos's mouth, and as long as Brazos doesn't expose those channels for a day, then he will live one more day.

Of course, he believes that those big people can't always let Brazos live so chicly, and they will definitely use some means to force Brazos to spit out some information.

As for how Brazos played with those big shots, it was not something Xiao Yi knew, nor was it what he cared about.

But Xiao Yi is very clear.

If Xiao Yi really saved Brazos, then he would definitely become the public enemy of the whole world, or rather, the first enemy of those big people, and at that time, he would be in this world. It's going to be hard to move an inch.

The world's first family, the United Foundation of Country M. Holy See, and the Eastern Ying Kingdom......

So many powerful forces at the same time to put pressure on the words. Even the Huaxia government may not be able to withstand their pressure.

Brazos didn't seem to be in a hurry, quietly waiting for Xiao Yi's answer, without urging, or even making any noise to disturb him.

"I promise you!"

In the end, after the expression on his face changed sharply for a while, Xiao Yi still gritted his teeth.

For Xiao Yi, this is an extremely difficult decision, in his heart. There are 10,000 who don't want to say yes

But Xiao Yi had no other choice.

Brazos needs his help, and he needs Brazos' help now.

Without the Brazos guy, why did he go to fight the Shaolin Temple? Why should those Shaolin monks be afraid? What deters them?

Is it because he is a high-level master?

If this is really the case, Xiao Yi has no doubt that he was slapped to death before he entered the gate of the Shaolin temple.

Although he didn't know what kind of background the Shaolin Temple has, and what kind of masters there are in it, one thing can be very certain. With his current strength, Shaolin will definitely not lack people who can slap him to death.

"Haha, my dear friend, hear your words. I couldn't be happier, and I knew you were going to make an absolutely wise choice. ”

in the microphone. Immediately, Brazos' agitated and exaggerated voice was heard.

"You promised me, I hope you don't break your promise."

Xiao Yi ignored Brazos's words of praise full of emotion. Just coldly authentic.

"Haha, don't worry. My dear friend, the credibility of my Brazos is known to the whole world. ”

Brazos laughed, unconcerned.

And just as his words fell, a loud voice suddenly came from the microphone.

“…… Ah, damned GI, here we go again, I'm going to say goodbye to you for the time being, my dear friend, what you want, in three days at most, will be delivered to you, and besides, there are extra surprises. ”

With that clanging voice, Brazos's tone suddenly became urgent, and after he finished his sentence in a hurry, he hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the blind sound coming from the microphone, Xiao Yi also put away the phone in his hand and handed it back to Liu Guangyao.

"What did Brazos say?"

Liu Guangyao took Xiao Yi's phone and looked at Xiao Yi with some worry in his eyes.

His is a special satellite phone, its confidentiality and workmanship are extremely exquisite, when Xiao Yi grabbed the call in his hand, even if he was standing next to him, he couldn't hear a sound.

I don't know what Brazos said on the other side of the microphone.

He just knew that Xiao Yi's face here was not very good, as if he was forced to agree to some conditions for Brazos.

"No problem, he has promised, and it will arrive in three days."

Xiao Yi shook his head, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"What did he ask you to do for him?"

Liu Guangyao didn't become happy because of the smile on Xiao Yi's face and the news in his mouth, his eyes were still staring at Xiao Yi.

"It's nothing, it's just a little thing."

Xiao Yi shook his head and did not answer Liu Guangyao directly.

It's not that he deliberately wants to hide him, but that he agreed to Brazos's condition, which is indeed too 'shocking', and he really doesn't want Liu Guangyao to worry.

"Don't worry about this matter for now, let's continue to look at the arrangements here."

Without waiting for Liu Guangyao to say anything more, Xiao Yi directly changed the topic.

Liu Guangyao's eyes glanced at Xiao Yi, and made sure that Xiao Yi didn't want to say it, so his eyes were silent for a moment, and he didn't continue to ask.

He already knew the answer.

Sometimes, there are some questions that are not answered, and that attitude is an answer in itself.

Why are you always so selfish?

I always hope that I can carry everything by myself, and how many things can you carry on your shoulders.

Isn't it true that as friends, we should share it together?

Liu Guangyao sighed in his heart.

…………………………………

Shaolin front mountain.

The Daxiong Treasure Hall, which has stood for thousands of years, is still so solemn, the Buddha statues, the fireworks that have eaten for thousands of years, it seems, it is more and more full of spirituality, one by one in the smoke, the proverb is like life, as if it really wants to turn into a Buddha and come to life.

The temples on the mountain are all smoky, and from a distance, it seems that this is a Buddha country, a fairyland on earth, and a world of bliss.

The mountain path is full of admiring tourists, pilgrims, and countless devout believers, with solemn expressions on their faces.

The whole mountain looks like a picture of a prosperous Buddhist country in the world.

However, unlike the prosperity of the former mountain, the scene of joy and prosperity is different.

The back mountain of Shaolin is in a sad atmosphere.

The back mountain is not the one behind the mountain in front of it in the traditional sense, the mountain behind it is still lush, and there are tourists on the road from time to time, but the back mountain of Shaolin is absolutely impossible for tourists to reach.

Strictly speaking, the back mountain is not actually a mountain, but a name, a name that is different from the front mountain.

The back mountain is the real core of the Shaolin Temple.

Those disciples in Qianshan, those who traveled around the world, promoted Buddhism, and those martial arts disciples who went out to turn their fortunes, and even ran out to act in movies and television, are just outer disciples of Shaolin's thousand-year-old heritage.

The core of the real Shaolin inheritance is actually the back mountain, and the real core of Shaolin is also the back mountain.

For thousands of years, the Huaxia Kingdom has experienced countless wars, and Shaolin has always stood tall and always stood on one of the five mountains of China, not because of the blessing of the Buddha, nor because of the boundless power of Buddhism.

And it is the power of the back mountain!

In this world, at all times, strength is the only foundation, and all the others are floating clouds.

"Nam no Amitabha Night Dota Gadama Night ......"

It is already far away from Shaolin Mountain, at least seven or eight mountains separated by a steep mountain, in an inconspicuous temple, in the empty hall, a group of monks are surrounding several coffins, with solemn faces and a trace of sadness chanting the mantra of death in unison.

Among these monks, there are old monks with gray beards and wrinkled faces, there are also thirty or forty years old who look like tigers and tigers, there are middle-aged children, and there are also children who look immature and are only eight or nine years old.

They've been saying this for days.

But no matter who they are, they always maintain the same posture, always keep their legs cross-legged and put their hands together.

Even the youngest monk did not feel the slightest laziness, nor did he seem to feel any difficulty or fatigue.

The sound of their chanting mantras is not very loud, and it can even be said to be very low, but it seems to have great penetrating power, which can penetrate the entire space and spread far away, and even can really spread to the distant legendary heaven......

The sound kept lingering in the empty house, one wave did not go, one wave came again, and so on......

Zhiyi is also among them.

His face looked a little pale, and his injuries didn't seem to be healed, but he didn't seem to be aware of it, just a sad look on his face, and reverently and seriously recited the death mantra with everyone's voice.

“…… Citrus Doga Lisha Bhaha. ”

I don't know how long it took, but with a low bell ringing, the voices of the monks suddenly stopped the last note.

The original lingering sound suddenly disappeared.

"Go ahead! Go to Elysium! ”

A deep voice came out of the mouth of an old monk in the middle, and then he stood up.

"Go!"

All the monks, almost at the same time, let out a low shout, and then slowly followed to their feet.

With this low shout, most of the monks, the expressions on their faces were slightly relaxed.

Even if their strength is extraordinary, such a ritual actually doesn't make them really feel much tired, but the ritual is so boring and takes so long, for them, their hearts are still somewhat annoying.

At this moment, the whole ceremony was basically officially over, and they suddenly felt a sense of relief. (To be continued......)