"Whew-"

"Ahh

"Stop—"

Xu Qing slashed down with a knife, and even the person with the flashlight became two petals.

The knife is sharp!

His moves are quick!

But the most important thing is that his heart is as cold as the knife in his hand!

The moment he held the handle of the knife, his brain seemed to be taken over by an artificial intelligence with no emotional function, and there was only one goal, to break through!

Whoever stands in his way must die!

No matter how many people there are!

Whether it's human or not!

Another brawny man screamed when he saw the cracked accomplice, threw away the flashlight and turned to run.

Xu Qing didn't chase after him, wiped off the little blood stains on the knife, inserted it back into the scabbard, turned around and left.

In less than a minute, a group of people rushed to the scene, and when they saw the miserable companions, they were all frightened, but soon roared: "Chase-"

So, a large group of people chased in the direction where Xu Qing left with flashlights and cameras.

But I tossed until the early hours of the morning, but I didn't find anything.

Xu Qing seemed to have disappeared from the world.

……

Inside a villa in the center of Rongcheng city.

Xie Bin, who was sleeping, heard his subordinates' cautious report, and calmly asked, "What about the Tianyan system?" ”

"The brother on duty over there said that he didn't find anything either."

"Impossible, two faces, one Xu Qing and one mask, unless he is Sun Monkey, he will definitely be discovered by Tianyan."

"But, but not really."

Xie Bin was silent for a moment, scolded "waste", and then ordered: "Everyone, evacuate the Lingguan Temple, rest and go to Qingcheng Mountain to meet with the others, keep an eye on all the traffic arteries according to the original plan, and report the personal location and other information as soon as Xu Qing or the person wearing the mask is found, and don't confront him head-on." ”

Then, Xie Bin got up and made a phone call: "Second brother, Xu Qing has broken through, the destination should be Qingcheng Mountain, keep an eye on me, surround him to death in Qingcheng Mountain, in addition, bring Liu Changan's descendants over, if you can't catch him, you will take it out and exchange it with Xu Qing, if necessary, you can kill someone-"

……

August 3rd.

Early morning.

It rained in the area of Qingcheng Mountain, and the rain was quite heavy.

But there are a lot of tourists up and down the mountain, and even the mountain homestay that has been complained about is full of people.

There are also many people who pitch tents in the mountains.

However, after receiving the order, the staff of the scenic spot closed the scenic spot, suspended ticket sales, and persuaded ordinary tourists to leave.

For a time, only the people from the rivers and lakes who came to hear the wind were left on the mountain and down the mountain.

Although they are dressed like modern people, you can see by looking at the momentum that they are definitely not ordinary people, and they are basically strong, both men and women.

But what is even more eye-catching is the aura of strong oppression.

There's nothing standing there alone.

But dozens of people got together, and instantly there was a feeling that the world couldn't accommodate them.

If such a group of people can be trained into elite soldiers, there is really a chance for people to see what is called the real "spirit wolf"!

In ancient times, even during the Republic of China, rulers or warlords had such ideas, and they really did so, but due to factors such as logistics, management, training, and the current situation, they did not succeed.

After all, the cost of training an elite martial artist is too high and too high.

If it's just a matter of money, that's fine.

The biggest cost of training an elite warrior is time, then talent, then heart, and finally teachers, logistics, and training.

At least ten years of time cost, almost no dynasty can afford.

This does not take into account the increase in yield and other costs.

Theoretically, ten years can indeed train an elite martial artist.

However, in practice, not to mention the open training mode in the army, that is, the one-on-one training mode in which the master takes the apprentice, ten years is only a theoretical possibility, and twenty Chinese New Year's Eve or even forty years may not be able to truly cultivate success.

So I gave up after trying.

In the age of firearms, there is no need to engage in this set, at most find a group of reliable instructors to teach actual combat skills.

But the momentum of such a group of people gathered together is still very scary.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the rain became heavier and heavier, and everyone continued to wait after eating the dry food.

At this time, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Wang Lao is dead-"

The people in the rivers and lakes up and down the mountain in Qingcheng Mountain and the other people in the rivers and lakes who were concerned about the situation on the side of Rongcheng got the news almost at the same time, because the news was first spread in the WeChat group.

Jianghu people are also people, and they also know how to keep pace with the times, basically everyone has added a number of groups, large and small groups are like a huge spider web to connect almost all the people in the rivers and lakes, a little bit of wind and grass, everyone in the network can receive the news as soon as possible.

Just like industry groups in all walks of life, news within the industry spreads extremely fast.

[Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture].

There are five images in total, which appear clearly and directly in various large and small groups.

There is only one person in the picture.

Wang Lao bolt.

Wang Laozhuan is a native of Shaanxi Province, has been famous for a long time, nearly sixty years old, there are quite a lot of disciples and grandchildren, and he is not small in the rivers and lakes, although it is not a good reputation, but generally no one dares to find trouble with Wang Laozhuan.

However, at this moment, Wang Laozhuan has already separated.

The five photographs confirm the authenticity of Wang Laozhuan himself from all angles.

But what made everyone frightened was the piece of rice paper placed on Wang Laoshuo's chest.

"Nirvana."

"Wang Laozhuan: a native of Yongcheng, Shaanxi Province, born in 1963."

"Crime: Smuggling and smuggling precious cultural relics abroad, the amount is very large, and the crime is unforgivable."

"Executor: Yang Jingxing."

After reading the five pictures, the entire rivers and lakes were silent for a few seconds, followed by a fierce discussion.

"Yang Jingxing? Who's this? Haven't heard of this name. ”

"To be able to behead Wang Laoshuan, his strength is not ordinary!"

"What's a little weird? Still a hunt and kill order? What about playing games? ”

"The ...... of this crime"

"It can't be the hand of the Yama King, right?"

"Who else but the Yama King? The bad thing that Wang Laozhuan has done is not only smuggling cultural relics, but only this matter is written on it, indicating that the other party is here for this matter, and there are only people in the rivers and lakes who are doing this kind of thing, and only the people of the Yama King have this strength. ”

"It's a bit of a novelty."

"It should be a newcomer, and young people like to play tricks."

"The means are so drastic, aren't you afraid of causing a backlash?"

"Hehe, good death!"

"This surnamed king has finally been retributed, and the sky has eyes!"

"Wait, Wang Laozhuan is also on Qingcheng Mountain, can you say ......?"

The people in the rivers and lakes instantly fell silent.

If it happened somewhere else, they would have seen the excitement.

But it happened in such a sensitive place as Qingcheng Mountain, which made them have to think more.

Until someone whispered: "If it's just a newcomer, it doesn't matter, I'm afraid that the Yama King is also here......"