Late at night.

Jinling City, long-distance bus station.

The golden autumn is coming, the night breeze is slightly cool, Kou Wenzheng is wrapped in a windbreaker, and looks down at his mobile phone anxiously from time to time.

"Ding-dong......"

Finally, the phone rang in response to his call.

"When the person arrives, under the bus stop sign."

After glancing at the contents of the text message, Kou Wenzheng hurriedly turned his head and looked under the bus sign.

At this time, there was a man standing.

He was carrying a suitcase and a cap, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"Gong Xinhai?"

Kou Wenzheng asked tentatively.

The man immediately raised his head, and his eyes under the brim of his hat met Kou Wenzheng's eyes.

It's just a pair of staggered eyes, and Kou Wenzheng suddenly feels like falling into an ice cave!

The murderous intent in that person's eyes was Kou Wenzheng's all these years, no, he had never met it in his life, the indifference in his eyes seemed to be not mixed with any human emotion, and in his eyes, he seemed to be like a pig to be slaughtered.

"Where's your apprentice?"

Gong Xinhai suddenly opened his mouth and woke Kou Wenzheng up.

He hurriedly said, "My apprentice is waiting for you in the hiding place." ”

"Okay."

Gong Xinhai nodded indifferently.

"Let's go."

Kou Wenzheng forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart and led Gong Xin to the car.

In the car, Kou Wenzheng was driving the car, and peeked in the rearview mirror from time to time.

Gong Xinhai in the rear compartment lowered his head, covered his face with the brim of his hat, and said nothing.

The air was as dead silent, only the roar of the engine, which made people feel sullen.

Kou Wenzheng tugged at his neckline, wanting to dispel the inexplicable boredom in his heart, and at the same time, he subconsciously imagined in his mind that tomorrow, he took Shang Yang away from Huaxia and started a sect abroad.

In the dark night, the car galloped all the way and soon arrived at the outskirts of Jinling City.

This generation is not far from Li Mu's Eight Extremes National Art Museum.

"Squeak......

After the screeching sound of brakes, the car pulled to a halt next to an abandoned storehouse.

Further ahead is the suburban villa area, where every inch of land is expensive, but for the old store house in front of you, the villa area close at hand cannot help it raise the price by a centimeter, but because it is far away from the city, it seems worthless.

"Master!"

Shang Yang, who had already received the letter, was already waiting at the door of the store.

Seeing Gong Xinhai and Kou Wenzheng getting out of the car, he immediately stepped up.

"Xiao Yang, don't shake at the door, open the door, go in and say."

"Hey."

Shang Yang agreed, took out the key from his pocket, opened the side door, and led the two into the house.

After entering the house through the side door, Shang Yang turned on the light, and the environment in the house emerged.

First of all, the narrow living area, including the bathroom, is only about 40 square meters.

Through the waist-high counter, there are neatly arranged shelves outside, but by this time the shelves are already empty, only thick dust, floating in the air.

The falling roller shutter door cut off the outside world, and the whole room exuded a rotten smell.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Kou Wenzheng covered his nose and waved his hand in front of him.

"Although the environment here is a little worse, it is better to be clean, there are no residents nearby, and it is only one or two kilometers away from Li Mu's Guoshu Museum, which is convenient for you to do things."

Gong Xinhai didn't speak, just carried a black suitcase and walked around the room twice.

The choking smoke in the air didn't seem to have any effect on him.

If he didn't feel awkward, Kou Wenzheng really wanted to reach under his nose and see if this guy was really still breathing, not a walking corpse.

After turning around, Gong Xinhai circled back again.

He swung his suitcase over the counter, reached out and pressed it open, and said, "Key." ”

"What?" Kou Wenzheng didn't hear clearly.

"The keys to the house." Gong Xinhai said indifferently.

"Oh, oh."

Kou Wenzheng came back to his senses and hurriedly waved his hand at Shang Yang.

Shang Yang stepped forward and handed over the key in his hand.

"The house is handed over to you, you have to do it cleanly, the contract is signed in my name, forget it, it's up to you, anyway, after going abroad, I don't plan to come back......"

In Shang Yang's muttered complaints, Gong Xinhai took the key.

Watching Gong Xinhai put the key away, Kou Wenzheng breathed a sigh of relief.

In Huaxia, he didn't want to stay longer for a second.

"Xiao Yang, let's go."

"Wait."

Shang Yang turned around and just wanted to leave with Kou Wenzheng, but was stopped by Gong Xinhai.

He was stunned, and before he could turn around, his eyes went black, and his body collapsed softly.

"Xiao Yang?!"

Kou Wenzheng's pupils shrank, shouted, raised his head and stared at Gong Xinhai again.

At this time, Gong Xinhai just let go of his left hand, and the small needle was inserted into Shang Yang's neck, and as his body collapsed, it stirred up bursts of smoke and dust.

"It's not a loss, it's European, it's reliable."

Gong Xinhai muttered, raised his leg and straddled Shang Yang's body, approaching Kou Wenzheng.

"You!"

Kou Wenzheng's head was extremely chaotic.

Taken advantage of?

Is this guy trying to kill people?

Can...... Why?

Their master and apprentice requirements are not high, they just open a martial arts gym!

In that kind of place in Southeast Asia, opening a martial arts gym and helping to build momentum can't even use 500,000!

"Division...... Master...... Walk! ”

Shang Yang, who was lying on the ground, tried his best and made a hoarse and low voice.

He tried his best to fight against his drowsy consciousness, reaching out to grab Gong Xinhai's leg, but it was just a futile struggle, meaningless......

But fortunately, at the moment of his delay, Kou Wenzheng came back to his senses.

He gritted his teeth, did not turn around and run away, but pulled out the posture of Yumen Liuhe Fist.

Lying on the ground were his apprentices who had grown up since childhood, and he couldn't walk.

"Huh."

Looking at Kou Wenzheng's open boxing, Gong Xinhai let out a silent chuckle.

It's like sarcasm, it's like disdain.

In the next second, Gong Xinhai moved, his eyes flashed with essence, and he pounced in one step.

Kou Wenzheng subconsciously fought back sideways and threw out a punch.

Gong Xinhai did not dodge, but resisted this blow, and at the same time pierced the needle in his hand on Kou Wenzheng's body, and then pressed the end of the needle hard, pushing a tube of anesthetic into it.

In an instant, the carefully formulated chemical product exerted its effect.

The feeling of drowsiness surged up, making Kou Wenzheng's movements more and more sluggish.

Before even thirty seconds had passed, his movements had already become muddy, and Gong Xinhai saw the opportunity to kick out with a low kick, directly knocking him to the ground.

"Ahem, ahem......"

The stirring smoke and dust made Kou Wenzheng cough violently again.

Taking advantage of this moment of clarity, he raised his hand and grabbed Gong Xinhai virtually.

"For ...... Why? ”

Gong Xinhai squatted down and smiled toothily at Kou Wenzheng.

"Why? Because in Southeast Asia, human life is the least valuable. ”

"Ruined Li Mu, this transaction is worth three million, as for the two of you...... It is a bonus. ”

As the words fell, Kou Wenzheng completely fainted, leaving only endless darkness in front of him.