Hao Song finished spraying Edward, and glanced at the middle-aged Chinese stall owner with an honest and kind face on his side, who couldn't see the slightest clue, before he took out his Noki crown mobile phone, only to see that it was displayed as "A new text message from the chief of the Prudent Dao".

"That's right, Daoist Mo was here a few days ago!" Hao Song suddenly realized, the last time he passed by Hawaii, Mo Yudao had mentioned that he had come to deal with some Taoist mind cultivators, but he didn't expect that he was still here now.

"Hao Xiaoyou, from the eyes of the Zhi Gong Party, I just learned that the two of you passed through Honolulu again. I wanted to meet, but I was entrusted by others, and I couldn't be idle for the time being. Please leave your specific address to Uncle Chuan, and you will find it when you are empty. ”

Hao Song frowned and carefully read this text message three times, his eyes wandered, and he didn't know what he thought of. After a few seconds, the thing looked sideways at the pot-bellied stall owner and tried to shout, "Uncle Chuan?"

Then I saw that the middle-aged stall owner suddenly trembled violently! Hao Song could even see that this guy's stomach was like waves of fat and oil!

Looking at the strange scene of the rolling waves of meat, his eyes were stretched by three points, his heart was numb for a while, and his voice changed in shock: "Hey, uncle, what's the situation with you! Are you electrocuted or are you still urinating? Is the sheep crazy or the machine dancing?"

The fat uncle laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed, and he said happily: "Hey, little compatriot, didn't you tell me to tremble (Chuan Bo)?

Hao Song suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind him, a little cold

After leaving their hotel name, address and room number to the "trembling old man", Hao Song and the four of them, who had rested enough, got up and prepared to go to other indoor cultural attractions in Hawaii. Before leaving, he subconsciously glanced back at Mr. Abdul and his painting, on the canvas that looked like rice paper, depicting the harbor of Honolulu in the middle of the storm, and at the top of the canvas, there was a faint ray of sunlight piercing the heavy dark clouds, bringing a halo like the apocalypse.

After Hao Song walked out of the Aloha Tower with a heavy heart, he looked up at the sky with dark clouds swept by the wind, and muttered, "Why didn't I see the sun?" shook his head, followed the other three to buy tickets, and boarded a Hawaiian "Waikiki Jingle Coach" that was different from the bus.

These are some of Hawaii's most famous coaches, with retro-fantasy-style bodies and an open ride. If you want to go to famous attractions and shopping malls, then you don't need to look at the map, just buy a ticket and get on the bus, and you will not be disappointed by any of the stops along the way. And you only need to buy a ticket once a day, so you can ride it all day long, which is the favorite of misers

There were very few passengers on board, and Christina and Angelina were discussing with some regret that when the storm had passed, the four of them would come to Aloha Tower again. On sunny days, there are some interesting little markets around Aloha Tower, which are a favourite with women and children.

Edward, on the other hand, was somewhat embarrassed and relieved to explain to them that he and Warrant Officer Grey Hugh would wait until the storm stopped and would immediately fly to Guam on the fastest flight, which happened to be the same flight as Christina's P-H1769.

This naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the two flight attendants, although they were only pretending and bargaining, but our inexperienced tyrant Edward Mierro was still helpless and had a splitting headache, shouting "Grandma" and agreeing to some bullshit and messy requests.

Hao Song had some doubts about Daoist Mo's situation and wanted to share them with Edward, but when he saw that this guy was suffering in the rouge pile, he didn't bother to disturb him. "Anyway, with this guy's muscular brain, he doesn't want to do anything, and he can't help much in analyzing problems, and if I dare to interrupt his 'Yanfu' or 'blind date', Avril will probably cry to me." Combined with this guy's habit of often selling off with Edward, we have reason to believe that the second reason is the point.

Remembering that Edward had also read the text messages together, but there was no fart, this guy felt sorry for himself but sighed pretentiously: "Hey, it's not a good thing to be too smart!

"Boastful stupid monkey meow! This king thinks that it is not your turn to worry about one of your clan leaders!"

"Ahem!" Hao Song, who was still feeling good about himself just now, was blocked by the kitten who suddenly appeared, and only after looking around and no one noticed it before he retorted in a low voice, "Our human mind cultivators are not as thick-skinned as you ancestors! Not to mention the restrictions imposed on mind cultivators by the flood of modern weapons, even the creation realm is difficult to protect itself!"

"But judging from the evolutionary direction of your erect bald orangutans, meows have never relied on sharp claws and thick skin to win! The high-IQ orangutan that can be called a 'sage' is not so easy to be calculated!" It seems that Pixiu Hao Meng's evaluation of the Creation Realm mind cultivator is quite high.

Hao Song thought about it, and the guys in the Creation Realm he had seen, except for Wade Habsburg, who was reckless and in a hurry, and was plotted by Pixiu Hao Meng's Spirit King Ember Slave, everything else was quite reliable. Moreover, judging from the divine techniques taught to him by Daoist Mo, Taoist mind cultivators obviously have enough small skills to deal with many complex situations.

But Hao Song will not easily admit defeat, especially now that it is a war of words with a bird/beast, only to hear this guy pull away from the topic: "Do you also know that the stupid ancestors do not pay enough attention to comprehensive quality education? It seems that your blue-skinned cat should have received at least 9 years of compulsory education, right?" It sounds like a compliment, but in fact, it is a mockery that people only have a junior high school education level

"Meow woo! Have you forgotten the source of this king's knowledge? It's basically from your kid's outer consciousness Meow! What level are you, what level is this king!" Pixiu Hao Meng's bickering talent shows the wisdom of not losing to the erect bald orangutan.

"You're a silicon-level spirit king, and you're embarrassed to deal with me as a carbon-level orangutan, so it's okay to have a little bit of a chance! I'll introduce you to a few orangutan clan leaders in the Creation Realm, how about a passionate confrontation?"

However, the immature face of the blue-purple kitten showed a mysterious expression, and he smiled evilly: "Hey, hey, the leader of the Creation Realm Clan?"

Hao Song immediately sensed that this guy had something to say, but after the kitten aroused his interest in cowardice, he directly got back into the pocket of his windbreaker, leaving only one sentence: "This king is sleeping." Dare to disturb and watch out for your waist meow!"

Recalling the painful experience of being hit by the swamp kitten's kidney a few times before, he couldn't help but twitch his lower abdomen and shivered, and naturally he didn't dare to tease the tiger's whiskers.

"Damn, I thought I could relax after the mission, why are there so many troubles lately!" he said helplessly.

In the depths of a fork in the road in Honolulu's Chinatown, there is a magnificent martial arts arena, and opposite the martial arts arena is a Ming Dynasty architectural style hall full of ancient meaning and rich in historical precipitation.

The name Hongmen is the internal name, and the official organization name externally is the China Zhi Gong Dang, which claims to be a democratic party for overseas Chinese. It has rudders in many major cities around the world, but Honolulu, Hawaii, was the first important stronghold of Hongmen to move abroad in the last years of the Qing Dynasty, and its historical significance to Hongmen is naturally indescribable. And in the Honolulu region, Hongmen is naturally also outstanding, which can be called the underground overlord of this tourist city!

Of course, out of respect for the gang's history, the Hongmen people of Honolulu are more law-abiding than in other regions. It may be ironic to say that the gang is law-abiding, but compared to the lawless members of Los Angeles, San Francisco, and other places, these gangs are just smuggling, drug trafficking, and collecting protection money.

Moreover, Hongmen regards this place as a retirement place for members who have made great contributions to the gang and bigwigs who have taken a back seat, and does not allow other gangster organizations to intervene, but also consciously maintains the stability of the underground order in Honolulu. And the senior government officials in Hawaii are not some kind of people who suffer from the infantile disease of absolute justice, and they will not think about completely eradicating the underworld.

In fact, most governments in the world openly have an intolerant attitude towards the gangs, but the two sides secretly have a tacit understanding, and the government only needs the gangs to not cause major problems and ensure a stable social environment. Honolulu, Hawaii, is naturally such an example of harmony between the government and the gangsters.

At this moment, deep in the courtyard behind the majestic hall, in a simple and elegant guest room. Our long-lost Shenxu Taoist Mo Yudao was meditating cross-legged on a carved mahogany chair, with a cup of tea resting on the armrest. His eyes were half-narrowed, his face was not sad or joyful, one hand hanging his legs, and the other holding a tablet steadily, and the screen of the tablet displayed local news from Hawaii.

Mo Yanling, who was bored on the side, lay on a recliner, Bai Huahua's two little legs swinging at will, using another tablet to play Plants vs. Zombies. From the progress, we can see that this game has been played to the endless mode of tasteless food and a pity to discard.

Soon, Mo Yanling, who had a detached and lively personality, got bored of playing, she got up and looked at her father and complained: "Daddy! How long do we need to hang in mid-air like this?"

Mo Yudao didn't seem to hear it, and after reading a trivial piece of news slowly, he said slowly: "Xiao Ling'er, you are in a peaceful mood, and you are not impatient." It would be a good thing if it had been as calm as it is now. Just when we are out on a tour. After speaking, he leisurely picked up the teacup and took a sip. Even if this middle-aged Taoist priest is really anxious, it is estimated that he will not show the slightest.

"I knew that it was better to study in the academy if I knew it was so boring" Half-grown Lori Mo Yanling pouted and said, tilting her head and thinking about it, she suddenly asked whimsically, "Dad, since I'm here to travel to Hawaii, you have to buy me a beautiful swimsuit, right?" I heard Hao Song say that the bikini is the most beautiful!"

"Poof!" Mo Yudao directly squirted out the tea

["Minors, those who have not established three views, and those who are pure-minded, please stay away from Hao Song!" - Mo Yudao]