Chu Dong traversed the Heavenly Dao, and Chu Jun and Han Xiaolu were nowhere to be found. Chu Qiu returned to the Xinghua community and took all the belongings. "Li Hu, don't look for it. I was away from the state for a few days, and you helped me sell the house. Chu Qiu hung up the phone and wandered on the streets of Lizhou.

After Li Hu and Zhang Wuxiang received the news, on the one hand, they immediately notified the Heavenly Sword Palace, and on the other hand, they sent people everywhere to look for Chu Qiu's traces. The missing person notices of Chu Jun and his wife were posted all over the streets and alleys of Lizhou. Li Hu sent people to guard the gate of the Chu family's old mansion, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

Shantytowns on the outskirts of the state, at the junction of urban and rural areas. This is a three-way zone. The crowd is mixed, and it is close to the port, so except for those who come here to buy goods and work part-time, almost no one comes on weekdays. Chu Qiu walked along the long dark path, and a bright light appeared in front of him. "I didn't expect it to be here." Chu Qiu recognized the shantytown and staggered to an open-air stall called "Super Food Stall". The people around looked at Chu Qiu, the raw face came to the shantytown in the middle of the night, it was still a young boy, and some people were hiding behind and had already notified the person in charge behind the shantytown.

"Boss, you can't do business anymore!" Chu Qiu sat on the small bench, and when he saw that no one was greeting, he shouted at the top of his voice. "It's coming, it's coming!" A tall woman in her early thirties stood at Chu Qiu's table with a menu in her hand. "This little shop is too busy, don't you mind, order whatever you want to eat. Call me when it's written. Chu Qiu raised his eyelids and smiled: "You are the boss?" ”

"yes, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, get me two bottles of liquor first, cut a plate of beef, and then a plate of peanuts."

"Well, I guess you're still a student. Can you drink two bottles of liquor? ”

Chu Qiu took out a thousand spirit star coins and slapped them on the table: "Are you afraid that I won't be able to pay?" Besides, who told you I was a student? Where is so much nonsense for a meal! The woman took the money and apologized again and again. Soon, the things that Chu Qiu wanted were all placed. Chu Jun was not good at drinking before his death, although he was born in the army, wine has always been a communication tool, including Han Xiaolu also thinks so, so Chu Qiu has not drunk since he was a child. It wasn't until he went to college that he drank for the first time, maybe it was genetics, Chu Qiu didn't feel anything about the aroma of wine, alcohol and the like that others said, but he was easy to get drunk.

Later, Chu Qiu went home from college and winter vacation, and in the Chinese New Year's Eve, Chu Jun would always open a bottle of wine, and the father and son would drink three glasses. A family of three watched the Spring Festival Gala and ate hot pot. "Dad, I respect you!" Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. Chu Qiu recalled the past while drinking, and if it was possible, he could keep drinking. The two bottles of liquor quickly bottomed out, "Why don't you get drunk!" Boss, are you a fake! ”

"How so?" The woman took two more bottles: "Look, the anti-counterfeiting mark is still there." You can drink too much at a young age, do you want to have two more bottles? Chu Qiu shook his head, and then he remembered that he would not get drunk. Grabbing the uneaten peanuts, Chu Qiu walked towards the port. Lizhou Port is a deep-water port second only to Haicheng, but the management is not as strict as Haicheng, and the fees are not high. Therefore, many freighters choose to dock at the port of departure. It's almost 12 o'clock, and there's a freighter with lights on. Chu Qiu walked calmly on the sea, he wanted to go up to blow the sea breeze and watch the sunrise, or it was also a good choice to follow the freighter around the Lingxing, Chu Jun and Han Xiaolu's retirement plan included the circumnavigation of the Lingxing, which was Chu Qiu's prideful promise to pay all the expenses, but now it is no longer needed.

The Izumo is a special freighter of Triangle Trading Company, the largest trading company on Fuyo Island, and is said to have been converted from a decommissioned quasi-aircraft carrier. Except for the lack of shipborne weapons, other facilities are available. It is known as the giant of civilian cargo ships. Captain Naoki Atsuta served in the naval forces of the Templar Alliance, but after retiring from the army, he returned to Japan and joined the Triangle Trading Company to take charge of the Izumo.

At this time, on the lower deck, a group of people in white coats were busy in an orderly manner. In the middle of the bed lay two children, covered with tubes. Countless instruments were linked to their brains, and their blood was drawn and put into a white instrument. "Perform the third step!" "Yes!" I saw the blood of the two children fuse in a vacuum, forming a new drop of blood.

Chu Qiu jumped lightly and came to the deck. At this time, the deck was empty, and the cargo on the Izumo had already been handed over, and they stopped here just waiting for the next shipment to be delivered to Fuyang Island. Many of the Izumo's crew members would take advantage of these few days to take the money and go to the busiest bar in the city of Lishu to sing all night long. Chu Qiu stood on the deck and took a deep breath.

It doesn't taste right! Chu Qiu woke up suddenly. It's not just the smell of the sea breeze, it's mixed with a faint but extremely pure resentment! This resentment comes from below deck, and it keeps flowing. Chu Qiu hid his figure and walked across the deck. I saw two children, a man and a woman, lying on the bed. It is from them that resentment emanates.

These two are still in a state of immortality. Chu Qiu clearly felt that their souls were still there, but the vitality of their bodies was on the verge of drying up, and the nutrient solution that had been injected into their bodies barely hung their last breath, maintaining their clear consciousness. Chu Qiu's consciousness instantly swept over all the information in the room, and his eyes suddenly turned blood-red.

This group of people from Fuyang Island is not a crew member at all, but a biological weapons researcher. They are using these two children to crack the genetic defects of the Longhan people, and vainly trying to fuse the male and female yuan blood to obtain the complete initial blood. It's Fuyang Island again! Chu Qiu's killing intent skyrocketed. The hatred of the country and the family came to my heart. Chu Qiu appeared, and all the researchers' heart pulses were forcibly suspended, and even if it was examined, it was the conclusion of a myocardial infarction. This is certainly not the first time. Over the years, there have been countless maritime trades between Fuyang and Longhan, what has Fuyang Island done!

Chu Qiu dialed the phone number of the Longhan security department, the two children were fine, as long as they cultivated well, they could recover. "Who are you?" Naoki Atsuta appeared at the door of the laboratory in a military uniform: "How did you get in?" "Of course it came in, idiot." Chu Qiu slashed Naoki Reuta with a neat hand knife, so that he had to leave a live mouth for interrogation by the state security department. However, this Naoki Atsuta turned out to be a cultivator, and he was a specialized body cultivator. Chu Qiu didn't stop doing anything, and broke the big hole of Naoki Retata, even if he woke up now, it would be a waste wood that couldn't be carried on his shoulders and couldn't be carried by his hands!

After estimating the time, it was almost time for the security department to arrive, and Chu Qiu teleported and came to a high altitude. The power of Taiyin spreads the heavens and the earth.

"If you go outside, you must first settle inside." Chu Qiu was facing the immaculate Taiyin Xing: "When I solve the Qian family, it's time to go to you." ”

On Fuyang Island, Keiko Okita was anxious and at a loss. The fake living doll of Miyamoto Ryu placed at the head of his bed, his face was like ashes, and he was dying. "Master, you must not be fine." Keiko Okita hugged the doll tightly, tears raining down.