"And where is his next possibility?"

After Guo Chong heard Yun Ruo's analysis, he felt that his self-confidence had returned.

Green has already been sealed with a vein of fire, and if it is weakened by the rules of space, then Guo Chong has the confidence to fight him.

Even if he is not an opponent, Guo Chong will fight it, after all, Green slipped away under his hands.

"In the next place, there are two possibilities, the first is that he is very likely to send Guan Shiyu overseas, because there is some kind of connection between Guan Shiyu and Jiang Qiu that the boss has not seen through."

Yun Ruo said unhurriedly.

"If Green did send her overseas, then we had little chance of bringing this girl back, what else could be?"

Guo Chong thought for a moment, and then asked.

"Another possibility, is the Jiang family villa, Attu is there, I will ask Xiao Zhuoduo to help you when I turn around, the land of Xiangxi was originally the land of the sealed strong, I thought that Green knew the strangeness of the land of Xiangxi, and he didn't dare to go there, I didn't expect him to be so determined that he dared to run to Xiangxi, if he dared to appear again, the three of you should be able to seal him!"

Yun Ruo said in a firm tone.

Xiangxi has been mysterious since ancient times, no one can spy on all of the 100,000 mountains, the ancient god mansion Chiyou is sealed here, how many ancient legends are passed down from this place, and the strong people in the world also know more about this place, but Yun Ruo didn't expect that Green would dare to come here.

"Sealing him, will it cause a backlash from other powerhouses?"

Guo Chong obviously thought a lot, although the exorcism was powerful, it could only protect one place in Huaxia, and it was the enemy of the strong people in the world, so it couldn't be done for the time being.

What's more, Guo Chong also knew that there was still the Statue of Liberty in North America, the archbishop and the Holy Son in Europe, as well as the existence of some ancient gods.

"I can't take care of it so much, there is Tianlong here, although the strength on paper is poor, these gods have to be restrained."

Yun Ruo said calmly.

Guo Chong was silent, Tianlong may be slightly inferior to these gods in terms of strength, but it is still very strong, strong enough to destroy this space.

Once the space is destroyed, then these shrines will not be able to exist in this world.

After everyone plays together, this is the determination of the exorcist department, and the exorcist department is not afraid to die with each other, just to see if it is worth it.

"Yes, I'll be there right away!"

Guo Chong hung up the phone and immediately flew to the Jiang family's villa.

After Yun Ruo hung up the phone, he thought for a while, and said to Xiao Zhuo Duo beside him: "You go to Xiangxi, Attu is there, if that little house sparrow appears again, you will seal him with Guo Chong and Atul." ”

Xiao Zhuoduo nodded excitedly and said, "Okay." ”

……

In the easternmost part of the African continent, on a long and narrow coastline, many black people wear straw skirts and are busy on the shore.

On the sea, several speedboats were speeding around, as if they were patrolling.

On the speedboat, the crew members dressed differently, basically with black skin, carried various weapons on their backs, machine guns, pistols, and even bazookas and mortars.

This is the most famous and chaotic place in the world, and it is also known as the horror zone of the world - Somalia!

Abadiefuya is a very famous pirate king in Somalia, his skin is very dark, typical of the African race, his eyes are large, he still looks very handsome, but he is really shabby, just a plaid shirt, a pair of jeans with I don't know how many holes are torn, and his strong muscles are exposed to the sun, which looks strong and powerful.

He had been entrenched on this coastline for a long time, and every time a ship passed, he would be hijacked by Efuya and then demanded a ransom.

All ocean-going ships passed through this place, and Efuya made a fortune from the days of pirates.

Countries around the world have sent navies and some masters to Somalia in an attempt to destroy Efuya, only to be defeated.

At this moment, Efuya was carrying a fully automatic rifle, looking at the row of prisoners from various countries wearing blue labor uniforms kneeling in front of him, he raised the rifle from time to time and gestured on the head of a prisoner, so frightened that these prisoners covered their heads one by one, and did not even dare to raise their heads.

Efuya loves guns of all kinds, even though he is no longer afraid of guns and other things, but he still loves guns.

Especially the thrill of shooting with a submachine gun, watching the bullets float around, that kind of blood makes Efuya's whole person extremely excited.

"Send a video to their country, five million dollars for a person, and within ten days, if you don't see the ransom, you won't have this waste anymore."

After Evya finished speaking, he raised his leg and kicked down a captive, and the butt of the gun slammed into the captive's head, directly knocking the captive's head to the point that the head was bleeding, and the blood was scattered all over the ground.

"Ah......h

The other captives screamed in fright.

The pirates who surrounded them laughed uncontrollably, laughing at the cowardice of the captives.

"Hahaha......"

Everya laughed wildly, and with one hand he lifted the prisoner he had wounded, as easily as if he were carrying a chicken, and strode towards the hut on the side of the stockade.

'Squeak......'

The door of the hut was pushed open, and Evya threw the wounded captive on the ground and said, "Prophet, this is a newly captured pig, and I will bring it to you to taste." ”

The wooden house is not big, only five square meters, without any furniture, only a piece of dry grass.

A dark-skinned, shirtless, shirtless, long-faced old man with a strip of cloth on top of his head sat on the dead grass, and all around him were stained with scarlet blood.

As soon as the door opened, there was a thick smell of blood and coldness, and even Efuya couldn't help but feel excited.

As his words fell, the old man looked up, his evil eyes glancing at the captive, and nodding in satisfaction.

The captive was a white man, and his skin seemed to be well maintained, and although he was wearing a blue labor uniform, it was obvious that he was different from the other laborers.

The experienced Efya was so clever that he could see at a glance that this white man should be a leader in this group, and he deliberately wore labor uniforms, just because he was afraid that the pirates would treat him as a key person.

Sadly, Efuya not only made him a key figure, but also treated him as a sacrifice to their prophets.

Efuya knew that everything he had now had been given by this prophet, and that if it weren't for him, the powerful men from all nations would have torn him to countless pieces.

The strength of the prophet is extremely strong, and according to the Eastern saying, he should have the strength of the reincarnation realm.

"Efuya, you're doing a good job, knowing that I like white people, you gave him to me, it's good, it's good, you go!"

The Prophet glanced at the white man and took a deep breath, as if fascinated by the smell of blood in the air.

"Yes!"

When Efoya saw the prophet's appearance and knew what the prophet was going to do, she hurriedly and obediently withdrew from the room, and closed the door with her hand.

"Prophet, prophet, don't kill me, I can give you money, their lives can be redeemed for five million, I am worth twenty million, I am worth twenty million."

Efuya's conversation with the Prophet was in English, which the white man could understand, and when he saw Efuya leaving, he quickly knelt down at the Prophet and said.

"Twenty million?"

The old prophet's palms were wrinkled, and he stared at the white man with that evil eye.

"Yes, 20 million, I can pay 20 million dollars for my own life, as long as you let me make a call, it will definitely be delivered within three days."

The white man looked anxious, not caring about his injured head, and kept kowtowing to the prophet.

"The more expensive the white people, the more I like them."

A smile appeared on the Prophet's face, and his wrinkled palm suddenly grabbed at the white man's head.

"You ......"

The white man wanted to resist, but the prophet's old bark-like palm was filled with strange power, and he actually sucked the white man into his hand like he was grasping a toy.

Then the Prophet pressed the white man's head, opened his mouth, and sucked at the white man's freshly broken wound by Efuya.

"Ah......h

The white man felt as if something had been sucked out of his mind, and his whole body shook like a sieve, and his big blue eyes widened as he looked at the prophet's wriggling throat, and the whole person quickly withered.

'Snap ......'

The white man's body fell to the ground, and the whole person had turned into a strange shape of skin and bones.

The Prophet, on the other hand, wiped the white and yellow viscous liquid from the corner of his mouth and inhaled with satisfaction: "Wonderful. ”

'Squeak......'

Efuya pushed open the door again and walked in, glancing at the leather-wrapped skeleton on the ground, and although he had seen it countless times, he still felt a chill in his back.

Lifting the corpse in one hand, Efoya bowed slightly to the Prophet and walked out.

Disposing of the corpse, Efuya carried her rifle and walked to the shoreline.

A speedboat suddenly appeared from the sea and rushed to Efuya's front and stood on the surface.

"Lord Efuya, Lord Efuya!"

On the boat, a black man waved his hand at Efuya and shouted.

"Hey, look at your excitement, is there another big fish on the hook?"

Seeing the strange expression on the black man's face, Efuya had already guessed what the black man had not yet spoken.

"A Chinese ship, on board, there are beautiful women!"

The black man gestured excitedly, jumped, and shouted loudly.

"You piglet! What is the strength of the other party? ”

Although Efuya had the Prophet's backing, the Prophet rarely robbed, only defended him when he was in danger.

Therefore, Efuya did not dare to touch large ships with too much firepower, such as warships and the like.

"I have inquired, and the other party's ship, except for a few guns with light firepower, has no resistance!"

The black man shouted excitedly.

"What a bold man, he didn't carry heavy weapons when he went to Somalia! Assemble your team! ”

With a wave of his hand, Efuya jumped onto the speedboat.

(End of chapter)