Chapter 112: Gone
"Brother Qin, they should have faded out of the sight of the major forces, right?"
"Ao Xue has nothing to worry about following the remnant blood seniors, Ziyan's girl returned to the Huangfu family, I'm afraid life will not be as good as before. ”
"Alas...... Antarctica, you can't go there by plane, the surface area of the planet has increased a hundredfold, and you can't reach it in more than a month. ”
"Don't make any mistakes, fortunately, there are two people, Remnant Blood and Xiang Mad, who know the distribution of various forces in the world and can bypass dangerous places. ”
Chen Han stood on a towering mountain peak, looking at the white clouds fluttering below, but he didn't feel the slightest relaxation, only all kinds of worries and worries.
That's right!
This plan did seem perfect, and it was up to him to attract the attention of all sects and families, and to buy enough time for the remnants of blood and the others. Once they fade out of sight for a while, they will go to the Antarctic ice field as soon as possible, not to mention that those forces will not pay attention to them, even if they have the heart to look for them, it will be difficult to find them in that vast area of hundreds of thousands of miles.
They will be in the barren land of Antarctica, with the help of massive resources, crazy cultivation and development, enough to have amazing strength in a short period of time.
"Woo woo......" Xueyun nested in Chen Han's arms like a snowball, probably also infected by his emotions, and his whimpering sound was full of powerlessness.
"Okay, you don't want to worry about these things, you're sad too, right?"
Chen Han gently stroked its smooth and smooth hair, and said with a smile: "It is worthy of being the boss behind the killer network, fortunately, thanks to the remnant blood seniors, he can spread the news to all parts of the world so quickly." A few peerless mental methods originating from more than 2,000 years ago are coveted not only by the major forces of Yan and Huang, but also by all forces in the world, right?"
Although cultivators from other countries would not cultivate Yanhuang's Cultivation Method, obtaining this Mind Method was also of great significance.
First of all, the path of cultivation is the same, the so-called stones of other mountains can attack jade, and they can comprehend it with the help of different cultivation methods.
The most important thing is that through these mental methods, we can learn more about the cultivators, and even crack the attack methods against the cultivators, knowing oneself and knowing the other is always much better than being at a loss.
The muscles and bones changed according to the disguise technique taught by Dong Qianzhong, and it didn't take long for Chen Han's appearance to change, and he turned into a man who was one meter tall and in his early seventies and looked to be in his thirties. The set of medium-grade spiritual weapon casual suit was also replaced with an ordinary mountaineering suit, took out the trekking rope prepared early in the morning from the storage ring, put the snow cloud into the backpack, and tied the rope with some rustiness and went down the mountain.
In this way, he changed from Chen Han to another person, stayed on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for a few days and disappeared again, and when the forces of the world gathered, he had reached the junction of West Asia and Europe.
deliberately exposed his identity again, and under the plan arranged by the remnant blood early in the morning, the news spread like wings.
Those forces from all over the world scurried around the plateau like headless flies, and several times they almost caused a rush due to some small problems, and in the end they didn't even see Chen Han's shadow. After getting the new news, although I couldn't understand how he disappeared out of thin air, I still went straight to the place where the news pointed.
Thousands of cultivators were toyed with, running around behind Chen Han's ass, almost all over the planet that had grown a hundredfold in size.
Every time they reach their target location, the other party will disappear inexplicably, and reappear often 100,000 kilometers away.
There is no pattern to his appearance, and it is impossible to predict where he will appear next.
It's just that Qin Yang and they are all 'dead', and the only person related to Chen Han is Huangfu Ziyan, but her various secret memories have been erased, and it is impossible to find any useful clues. As for using her to blackmail Chen Han, it is even more impossible to talk about it, no one even knows where Chen Han is, how can he be sure that the news can reach him? If he can't even pass the news, how can he use her as a bargaining chip?
In the blink of an eye, more than two months, in the past, Chen Han would appear every few days to ten days, but this time a full twenty days have passed, and he has not received any news about him.
Regardless of the exhaustion of all means by all forces, even if the newly formed Tianlong has a more powerful intelligence network, there is still no clue of Chen Han, and this person seems to have evaporated from the world......
Paris, the capital of France.
A small Chinese restaurant in Chinatown has a red lacquer plaque hanging on the door, with the three big characters of Babaolou written on it. Despite the small size of this restaurant, it is famous for its thriving business, not to mention that Chinese people often come here, and even many foreigners will come here.
Just because there are several special dishes here with excellent flavor, and the home-brewed light rice wine to accompany the dishes is a rare taste of the world's delicacy.
"Call it a day. ”
The fat old man in a Tang costume with a kind face, holding a stack of brand-new red envelopes in his hand, said with a smile: "Pillar, go and close the door of the store." Xiao Wang, prepare a table of wine and food as usual, today is the day of paycheck, and it has been a month of hard work for everyone to get together for a drink according to the custom. ”
The pillar is a young man in his early seventies with a height of one meter, and his appearance is not good, he belongs to the kind of public who can easily hit several people in the face if a brick is thrown in the crowd.
I came to Babaolou for more than 20 days, and I usually don't talk much, and I am diligent and quick, and I like the boss.
At the beginning, the boss accidentally saw him wandering around the neighborhood, and he looked like the kind of young man who was smuggled in to make money without any identification. Li Fuquan, the owner of Babaolou, that is, the fat old man in Tang costume, likes to be lively by nature and cooks good dishes, and the most important thing is to take special care of the Chinese, and after asking about the origin, he took in the pillar.
Soon, a 'temporarily closed' sign was hung on the sliding door, and the other chefs and waiters were concentrated in the center of the restaurant, except for Chef Wang, who was busy cooking a delicious meal in the kitchen as usual.
"Gold is worthless, jewelry is worthless, diamonds are like glass, and you can't live in troubled times, right?"
Li Fuquan's tone was a hint of banter, he first walked to the pillar and stopped, put the red envelope containing the salary in his hand, and said solemnly: "Pillar, although I have only been working for more than 20 days, I will also pay you as a whole month's salary." Remember, it is not easy for Chinese people to make a living outside, especially in this troubled era, those who can help must be helped, after all, they are all descendants of Yan and Huang, and don't spend it indiscriminately after you have paid your salary, understand?"
Nodding slightly, the pillar smiled innocently: "Uncle Quan, I wrote it down, thank you Uncle Quan." ”
"You deserve it, the store counts what you do the most, and you get paid more next month, and some guys don't have to worry about deducting their salaries. ”
"Hey...... Uncle Quan, you always like to talk and laugh......"
Several guys all laughed, and some of them were usually a little lazy, but the boss had said the same thing many times, but he had never deducted anyone's salary. This boss, who is the oldest among them and is more than twenty years older, is definitely a rare good person in the legend, and he has never seen him blushing with anyone.
After a while, all the wages were paid, and when the chef surnamed Wang came out with hot dishes and received his share of the salary, everyone began to prepare for a sumptuous meal.
Suddenly!
Just as everyone was about to take their seats, the sliding door with the 'temporarily closed' sign opened, and four men walked in with a condensed expression.
"Excuse me, I'm sorry, it's closed tonight, please be early tomorrow. Li Fuquan smiled.
"We were very hungry, so prepare food immediately!"
The tall brunette man at the head, who was not fluent in French, said very domineeringly: "Don't make me angry, otherwise the consequences will be very serious, understand?"
Two clerks were already pale, and the brown-haired man didn't even look at them, took out a stack of banknotes and threw them on Li Fu's body, and walked to the table with bright eyes.
Li Fuquan hurriedly stopped the two impulsive clerks with his eyes, and while bending down to pick up the money, he helplessly signaled Chef Wang to re-order a table of wine and food.
There was food in the dining room, and a new table was brought up not long after, and the four fellows who looked like starving ghosts over there had eaten most of the dishes that were enough for more than a dozen people. At the same time, he kept saying something in a strange language, in an extremely low voice, even two meters away, he couldn't hear it.
It was about twenty minutes, and the four of them left the Babao Building after eating and drinking.
The money given is more than ten times more expensive than the price of the wine and food on the table, and it is not a product of white food, and it is not the first time that such an unreasonable guest has been encountered, and it is already a great luck that there is no trouble.
"Uncle Quan, I'm full, I'm a little sleepy today and want to go and rest first, okay?"
"Huh...... Okay, I'm full, let's eat slowly, don't play too late after a tired day. Li Fuquan then stood up and walked upstairs.
The rented restaurant has a total of four floors, the lower three floors are naturally for business purposes, and the top floor is the on-site staff dormitory, where even the boss himself lives. As he himself said, anyway, a lonely person has no wife and children, how can living alone be as lively as living with everyone?
"Uncle Quan, rest early. ”
"You go to bed early, old man...... Hehe......"
An old man and a young man greeted each other and walked towards their respective rooms, and as the door closed gently, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of Li Fuquan, a good old man with a gentle face.
His obviously bloated body suddenly became as light as a tanuki, and quickly floated towards the dark window on one side, and the corners of his mouth sneered: "These damn religious ****, even dare to fight the idea of the Institute of Nuclear Physics, if they really succeed, how many people in Paris and even the whole of France can survive? The Chinese in France will also suffer, it's just crazy!"
The afterimage flew by in the romantic night of Paris, without the slightest sound of breaking the air, and ordinary people could not see it, always keeping a distance of more than 100 meters from the four men who had just left.
The four men did not continue to speak, and they took taxis to the outskirts, where there was a military base that looked ordinary to the outside. In fact, even a pseudo-Jindan master like Li Fuquan didn't know that it was actually a nuclear physics research institute, which shows how secretive it is.
More than an hour later, the taxi stopped on the side of the road outside the suburbs, and not far away was a shady grove that looked faint in the moonlight......