Trouble (Part II)

Hearing this voice, Chu Lin immediately turned around.

By this time it was already dark, and there was a white mist on the ground. A man in a black suit, holding a box of stinky tofu in his hand, walked over with a smile on his face.

"Chu Shao, the second young master of the Chu family, hello!"

The black suit poked the stinky tofu, skillfully stuffed the stinky tofu into his mouth, and made an expression of enjoyment.

"The ancients had some interesting things, such as this stinky tofu, which smelled smelly but tasted very fragrant."

He said something incoherent, threw the stinky tofu to the ground, stretched out his hand to Chu Lin and said, "In Xia Dingqing, fortunately." ”

Chu Lin was defensive, but everyone else greeted him with a smile, and he also stretched out his hand. 、

Although he knew that this person was not simple, he was taken hostage to this wilderness, and suddenly a man in a suit and leather shoes and eating stinky tofu appeared, and he immediately said his identity and called out his name. Even stupid people know it's not easy.

"I don't know what Mr. Ding is doing?" Chu Lin shook that hand, and before the words were spoken, his face changed.

His hand felt a huge force, Ding Qing held his hand tightly, and the strength in his hand continued to increase.

Chu Lin quickly counterattacked, and the strength in his hand continued to increase.

Both of them seemed to hear the "crackling" sound, and their faces changed at the same time.

"Fortunately, Chu Shao!" Ding Qing said, taking the lead in unloading his strength. Chu Lin knew that this time it was comparable, so he also let go of his hand.

"Chu Shao is really a genius, not only has the mecha combat master passed the C-level test, but also has profound theoretical knowledge. Most importantly, at least a second-level martial artist. ”

Chu Lin looked at Ding Qing and said lightly: "Mr. Ding is not weak, and he is also a martial artist. ”

Chu Lin looked down at his shoes, after the battle just now, the laces had already fallen apart. Although there are some shoes nowadays that can speed up, can also improve their various states, can automatically tie their shoes and so on. But most warriors don't like this kind of shoes, they still wear ordinary shoes, so they can fight more freely.

Think about it another way, if you are wearing high-tech shoes, when you are fighting, the people of the Mecha Alliance control the shoes a little bit through technological means. This is a fatal mistake for a warrior in battle.

Chu Lin glanced at Ding Qing, Ding Qing made a gesture of "please", Chu Lin bent down and squatted to tie his shoes. He raised his head and glanced at Ding Qing, who didn't have any intention of making a move, smiled at him, and turned around.

At the moment when Ding Qing turned around, Chu Lin gently pressed the side of his watch, where there was a special key.

When Ding Qing came, he was naturally loaded with something on his body, which could prevent the transmission of any signal. Once there is a signal to go out, he can know it as soon as possible, so he will turn around with confidence and let Chu Lin tie his shoes.

However, what he didn't expect was that Chu Lin's news spread out, not only did it spread out, but it didn't alarm him.

At this time, it was already dark, and Chu Lin had not come back yet, Lin Luo frowned. At that moment, her watch vibrated and a light screen appeared in the air. On the light screen is a map of Tianling City, with a small red dot on the map.

Lin Luo knew that the red dot represented Chu Lin, and Chu Lin was asking for help at this time.

"Lin Yifan!" She yelled, and Lin Yifan hurriedly ran out of the room.

"Give you three minutes, let's go save Chu Lin."

As he spoke, he found a pair of knives out of nowhere and put a cute backpack on his back.

……

"I don't know, what is Mr. Ding looking for me?"

Ding Qing patted his suit, looked at Chu Lin and said with a smile: "I heard that you have been looking for me, I am afraid that you will have a hard time, so we came out." ”

When Chu Lin heard this, he stared at him deadly, and two words popped out between his teeth: "Dark Armor!" ”

"Not bad, not bad! Let me reintroduce you, I am Ding Qing, the vice president of the Dark Armor of the Southwest Region IV Division. ”

Ding Qing smiled, revealing his white teeth.

"We don't have the right to know about your parents, but we're quite interested in the bait you released."

Ding Qing didn't know where to find a knife, and then smiled faintly: "But if we want to eat the bait, we must also bring the hook, as long as we have the hook, the bait is not at our mercy?" ”

Chu Lin looked at Ding Qing, his eyes were red, and he clenched his fists.

"As long as he controls you, even if Lin Yifan is not coerced, then he will lose his backbone like a headless fly. A genius who has lost the backbone of the backbone is easy to be exploited. ”

After speaking, he smiled at Chu Lin again.

"By the way, let me tell you one more thing, you should be a second-level martial artist, you don't have a weapon on you, and you don't have a laser gun. You came here straight from school, and as a student, it's not good to be armed. A student who carries a weapon with him is not a good student. ”

"Although you are a C-level mecha combat master, you don't have a mecha at the moment."

Ding Qing looked confident, and as he spoke, he pointed at himself again and said, "And I, I'm a fourth-level martial artist!" A C-level mecha combat master without a mecha is not an opponent of a fourth-level martial artist! ”

When Chu Lin heard this, his face changed.

The division of the strength of the warriors of the Ancient Martial Kingdom is very simple, but at the same time, the gap between the levels is also like a chasm.

Martial artists are from level one to level nine, and the ninth level is the strongest, and since there are martial artists, there is only one ninth-level martial artist; And today's ancient martial arts, the strongest person above the bright side, is only the seventh level, the seventh level is no longer called a martial artist, but a grandmaster, the eighth level is a sage, and as for the ninth level, there is only one person from ancient times to the present, who is called a prophet.

In the territory of the Mecha Alliance, there are also many martial artists, but after all, they are a minority.

A fourth-level martial artist, in the Mecha Alliance, can often sit in a third-level provincial capital city in a war zone. The Mecha Alliance is divided into eight major theaters, and each of the eight major theaters is divided into four provinces, the provinces have no names, and according to the strategy and prosperity, they are divided into I.II.III.IV. four provinces, of which I. is the strongest and IV. is the weakest. Ding Qing's previous introduction showed that he was the vice president of the Dark Armor in the IV-level provinces of the Southwest Theater.

But with his strength, he could obviously go to the head of a third-level province, but now he is the vice president here.

In fact, the strength of Tianling City is not bad, but the main reason is that the location is too poor, and it is not far from the war zone, so it was assigned to the IV level province.

"You're going with me yourself? Or will I take you with me? Ding Qing asked Chu Lin.

In the face of a fourth-level martial artist, Chu Lin didn't have the slightest chance of winning, but he still clenched his fists, and in the face of the culprit of his parents' disappearance, he absolutely couldn't show his cowardice.

"Looks like I'm going to take you away!" Ding Qing thought about it, but still stuck the knife on the ground and moved his hands and feet.

The figure was like a ghost, Ding Qing instantly arrived in front of Chu Lin and hit him on the chin with a punch!

This punch was upward, Chu Lin had no power to fight back, and when he fell in the air, Ding Qing followed up again, hitting Chu Lin's waist and abdomen respectively. When Chu Lin fell to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Let's go!" Ding Qing said, and was about to mention Chu Lin.

Suddenly, bursts of gray-brown "mist" surged, Ding Qing frowned, this smoke was huge, and it enveloped him in an instant. When he looked underground, Chu Lin's figure disappeared from the ground.

Ding Qing coughed violently and ran out of the smoke.

The smoke was so smelly that he ran out and vomited on the side of the road.

Ding Qing estimated it, and he estimated that he didn't want to eat for more than ten days.

He looked at the "smoke" and finally popped out three words.

"Inhuman Forest!"

……。

At the same time, Lin Luo and Lin Yifan also encountered trouble on the way here!

PS: Guess what this gray-brown smoke is?