The mountain is high and the road is long, and there is always an end.

The image of the Youji Palace is far from what Bethune imagined, and he originally thought that even if it was not a magnificent palace, there would be a long and deep place that had been deposited over the years.

It's a village of bungalows, surrounded by mountains on three sides, leaving a wide road.

There are all kinds of out-of-place trucks and luxury cars, and many eyeliners scattered on the mountain, although Bethuan can't see them all, he can vaguely feel how tightly defended this seemingly ordinary village is.

At the entrance of the village, a young man who had been waiting for a long time looked at Bai Qiu'an's figure and asked from a distance.

"Bethune?"

Bai Qiu smacked his tongue in peace, it seems that some of them have hit.

Fortunately, he was prepared in his heart, and he twisted and turned over the mountains and rivers along the way, and Bai Qiuan did not forget to let his brain turn. Picking at the memories or the things that are clear or vague are reviewed over and over again.

The most recent one is the sentence "go straight all the way" when I met Liu Xuewang in Qingjingcheng.

Before entering the village, Bai Qiu'an understood the deep meaning.

Since the other party is not polite, there is no need for Bethune to be polite. The biggest argument of the big fist of the world and the earth of red bricks must be applicable in the Youji Palace.

"Want to fight?"

Two people, five words.

The atmosphere was already tense.

"No blades." The man did not deny it.

Not cutting the blade in the red brick is the meaning of bare hands, and looking at the young man does not mean to draw the knife. Bethune knew that it was not bad.

"Done."

Before the words fell, the two men shot almost at the same time.

The force is wrong in boxing, and Bethune knows that the other party's physical fitness is better than his own. In other words, this guy eats a little too much of the divine source.

It's no wonder that the other party has the confidence to provoke him, the prince who has been sitting in the seat for almost a year.

Bai Qiu'an, who suddenly changed his thinking, didn't use his skill, he exchanged punches with the person who came, stepped on it deeply, and the whole person leaned back slightly and hit back.

Three punches in a row, Bai Qiu'an insisted that he would not unload his strength. The elbow that pressed the rebound punch came out extremely fast.

Waiting for the seventh punch, the man finally gave up Bethula's life-like fighting method.

Suddenly, a hook of his hand wrapped around Bai Qiu'an's hand, relying on his combat power to be higher than Bai Qiu'an's line, and he played tricks and broke it directly.

Under normal circumstances, Bethune should have turned around and unloaded the force. Then there is a chaotic punch that the young man pursues by the victory, and when the time comes, Ren Bai Qiu'an will be able to admit that there will be one more punch and one less punch.

However, it backfired, Bai Qiu'an watched his left hand dislocate, and the two fingers of his right hand came in an instant, stopping in front of the young man's eyes.

"Almost."

The young man looked at Bai Qiu'an's face with a calm and breezy face, and suddenly wondered if he had removed a fake hand. Otherwise, how could someone watch their hands being removed without changing their face?

Could it be that he shot too quickly so that Bai Qiu'an didn't feel any pain at all?

When the idea came to him, he thought it was a joke.

Bethune was very gentlemanly and kicked the young man to the ground.

Then he reconnected his arm on his own, he had personally experienced countless kinds of death tricks, and if he could make him frown if he could remove his hand, he would have died so many times in vain.

Even if you want to wrinkle, at least you have to remove his hand.

"What's your name?"

Bethune didn't pay attention to the young man behind him, and asked as he walked towards the village.

"Shi Dong."

Shi Dong got up from the ground and didn't close the soil on his body, and trotted to keep up with Bethune.

He even had a smile on his face when he replied.

Bethune looked back, for he had just heard the man speak with a trembling voice.

His brows furrowed slightly, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"It's fine."

"Sick?"

Shi Dong still had a little joy on his face, "Autism." ”

Bethune was a little skeptical that he had just poked the eyeballs to scare the kid stupidly. Otherwise, the image gap is too big.

"I've read books."

If this is autistic, Bai Qiu'an will eat upside down.

Bai Qiu'an, who thought that he had understood the mystery of Liu Xuewang's words, thought that this would be a bitter battle to pass five levels and kill six generals.

But he didn't want to get rid of Shi Dong, a guy who didn't seem to have a good brain, and there were no waves all the way into the village.

When you meet some "villagers", you will respectfully call "White Prince." ”

This made Bethune wonder if there was some bigger conspiracy hidden beneath this eerie calm.

"Do you have any dreams?" Bethune asked a question that hit the soul straight.

Shi Dong was categorical: "Be the master of the hall." ”

"Hmm......" Bethuan's thoughts paused for a few seconds, honesty, he had nothing to say but honesty.

"Take me to the main hall."

Bai Qiu'an couldn't figure it out, so he put it aside for the time being.

The two stopped in front of a small white-tiled villa, which was probably a three-story western-style building built in their village.

At the beginning of the introduction were two small wolf dogs, probably to Bethuan's chest. The specific size can refer to the stone lion in front of the general mansion.

Seeing Bethune, he didn't recognize his life, sticking out his tongue and a hot mist kept rolling in the air.

Don't bark or shout, just wagging your tail.

"It's quite spiritual."

Bethune smiled and reached out to touch the dog's head, and put his remaining hand on his waist.

"This is the patron saint of the temple, and the family has grown up in the temple for generations."

Shi Dong on the side explained with a smile that this guy was getting more and more away from the appearance of Bai Qiu'an seeing him at the entrance of the village. Could it be that he was impressed by his own might and domineering?

"No wonder."

Bethune replied dryly, then withdrew his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his body.

"Is the hall master here?" Bethune asked again.

"In the back mountain, you can see it at night."

Shi Dong smiled even better, and said, "Now I can take you to visit first, anyway, it's all my own territory." ”

As the saying goes, don't stretch out your hand and don't hit your smiling face, and Shi Dong behaved like this at this time...... It's weird, and Bethuan doesn't have much to say.

"It's okay, it just so happens that I don't know about the situation in our Youji Palace. I'm sorry for you to be a guide. ”

Shi Dong hurriedly waved his hand: "No trouble, no trouble." ”

"Not counting the foreign station, at this moment, there are 3,210 people in the headquarters of the Youji Palace, 1,000 people in civilian logistics, and the remaining 2,210 are martial arts."

"Not counting the civilian logistics, of which 500 are F-level, 1,000-E, 500D-level, one hundred and ninety-three C-level, ten B-class, and the remaining seven are A-level."

Shi Dong talked about this like a few treasures.

"It's all elite." Bethune was somewhat surprised by this number.

After all, at present, the war in the outside world is tight, and the headquarters can still leave so many people, which can be considered that the foundation of the Rooster Hall is profound.

"There are 800 mansions in the village, which can be self-sufficient. There are retreats from the mountains on three sides, and the back mountains are wild, and there are beasts that are offered all the year round as training hands, and can also be used as a training ground.

There are three underground warehouses, about half the size of the village. Knives, guns, cars, cannons, everything. ”

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