A quaint house in Jinghai, the decoration style here is obviously different from that of China.

In the tea room, the lights were dim, and a man and a woman knelt on the ground.

The low tea table is covered with various tea utensils.

A middle-aged man poured himself a drink, and the woman opposite knelt on the ground with her hands on the ground.

"Akime Lingzi, you should know how important this drunken high-rise building is." The middle-aged man's deep voice came, but it was a proficient Dongying language.

When the woman heard this, she lowered her posture again, and also replied in a skilled Toei language: "Hey, please punish Ito Daisa." ”

Akime Lingzi is the owner of the drunken high-rise building, Sister Ling.

And the Ito Osa in her mouth, named Ito Itoi, belongs to the military department of the Eastern Ying Kingdom.

The two of them have been lurking in Huaxia for ten years, the purpose is to understand the situation of Huaxia warriors, and more importantly, to find out the specific deployment and force of the Zhu God Temple.

Itoi took a sip of tea, his triangular eyes full of anger, and the teacup in his hand shattered.

Drunk high-rise building, this is the result of their hidden identity and painstaking operation for ten years.

Over the years, they have provided countless useful information to the War Department, and he himself has been promoted from a junior to a major lieutenant, and then stepped into the ranks of generals.

Now they are forced to close their doors, which has made so many years of hard work go to waste.

If the Ministry of War blames him, he can only make amends.

"Dazuo, I have one more important thing to report." Akime Lingzi said quietly, she knew that if the drunken high-rise building was closed, she would have no use value, and there was only a dead end waiting for her, and now she had to provide useful information as much as possible, and maybe there was a glimmer of life.

"Say!"

Itoi's tone was full of impatience, what other information could be saved at this time?

"I found out the whereabouts of the Lord of the Temple of Punishment."

"Nani!"

When Itoi heard this, he suddenly got up, his eyes wide.

For so many years, any news about the Temple of the Gods of Zhu was the most precious to them.

Because the Zhu God Temple was the only existence that endangered their Dongying War Department.

And not long ago, the Zhu God Temple blew up four of their warships and killed six generals at the god of war level, how could they endure this evil breath.

"Where is he?" Itoi couldn't wait to ask.

If you learn about the whereabouts of the Lord of the Zhu God Temple, if this news is transmitted back to the War Department, not only will you not have to cut yourself, but you will be promoted to a general just around the corner.

The lord of the Temple of Zhu is in the Dongying War Department, and he is listed as the first person to be killed.

As soon as the Temple of the Gods of Zhu is not destroyed, they will have no chance to conquer China.

"He's in Jinghai!"

Immediately afterwards, Akime told the scene that happened at the door of the hotel today.

Itoi Yu's heart was terrified when he heard this, he was shocked that the appearance of this God of Punishment Temple Lord in Jinghai had already shocked him, and he was actually accompanied by a God of War envoy.

Have they been discovered?

Instead, he shook his head, if he was discovered, the two of them would not be able to sit here safely at this time.

"By the way, where is Komura?" Itoi suddenly thought.

In this period of information development, whether it is by mail or satellite telephone, there is a possibility of being discovered, and only the most primitive method of manpower is the most secure.

Over the years, they have been extremely careful to change the person who transports the information every month.

And this month is Komurashi.

"Don't worry, I've settled him in the secret room of the hotel, and let him leave quietly after dark." Akime replied.

Hearing this, Itoi's face improved, but even if Komurashi was discovered, it would not pose a threat to them.

The samurai of the Toei Empire will not betray them even if they die.

Because their families have been controlled, if they are betrayed, the whole family will be seppuku.

In the dimly lit tea room, the two were nervously conspiring.

There is only one purpose, to eradicate Yebei at all costs!

At the same time, in a tea house not far from the drunken high-rise building, Luo Feng sat on a table by the window, holding a teacup, and his eyes glanced at the opposite side from time to time.

He came to arrest a B-class wanted criminal.

B-level wanted criminals have the most intermediate martial arts level, and the local patrol office can generally deal with it directly, and the god of war level can't use it, let alone him, the protector of the northern border.

However, this B-class wanted criminal is different from the past, and his identity is a Dongying martial artist.

Although this person has been carefully disguised and tried to suppress the aura of his martial artist, in the eyes of others, he is no different from ordinary people, but he can't escape Luo Feng's eyes.

The sky was getting dark, and the doors of the drunken high-rise buildings that were originally brightly lit were closed at this time, and it was pitch black.

Passers-by were confused.

Drunk high-rise buildings have been in the Jinghai for ten years, and they have never stopped for a day, what is wrong today?

Some attentive people found a pitch-black war knife stuck in the door plaque, and this scene shocked many people.

Everyone in Jinghai knows where the pitch-black sword belongs, and in this era of hot weapons, only the patrol department uses this cold weapon sword.

Everyone knows that the drunken high-rise sister has a wrist to the sky, and at this time, it is obvious that this is the store closed by the patrol department.

For a while, there were different opinions, and it became a topic of conversation on the streets.

Until late at night, the drunken high-rise building has been silent and silent.

Suddenly, a gap opened in the side door, and a dark shadow looked around and quietly burst out.

With one foot on the road, the black shadow breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his clothes, and walked forward.

After a few steps, a figure crossed in front of him, dancing in a black robe, and the silver dragon head was particularly eye-catching.

"Boy, it's very good to hide, I drank three pots of tea." Luo Feng sneered and rubbed his bulging belly.

The black shadow was startled, his eyes involuntarily dodged, and said, "This gentleman, you recognize the wrong person." ”

When Luo Feng heard this, he didn't talk nonsense, the battle knife was instantly unsheathed, and the blade pointed at the other party, and said, "Xiao Murazhi, a B-level wanted criminal, do you think I will admit my mistake?" ”

Looking at the war knife in front of him, Komura Zhi was instantly shocked, "Punishment, punishment of the divine sword...... You, are you the god of war? ”

He never expected that the person in front of him was actually the God of War.

The five great war envoys of China are all people who stand at the pinnacle.

This made him give up resistance directly.

"Huh...... It seems that you have put in a lot of effort, and you can see at a glance that this is the identity of the Divine Sword and me. Luo Feng's eyes were instantly cold.

It seems that Dongying has indeed made a move to investigate Huaxia.

These little crumbs, it seems that the lesson was too light last time.

Komura clenched his teeth, suddenly pulled out the katana at his waist, raised it high in the air, and stabbed it down.

"Bell!"

With a crisp sound, the katana flew up in the air, spun around several times in the air, and landed more than ten meters behind.

"I've been waiting for you for so long, but I'm not here to see you perform seppuku." Luo Feng's words fell quietly.

He knew that these warriors were dead.

"You don't want to get anything from me, I won't say anything!" Komura Zhi looked resolute and roared at the sky.

He naturally understood that the day he was found was the day he died.

In the face of death, no one is afraid, but even if he cuts himself, he will never dare to betray, if so, his family will be washed in blood overnight.

Luo Feng chuckled, and the sword slowly entered the sheath.