Niu Haoling hung up the phone with a terrifyingly gloomy face. Le Baiyuan has been hijacked! Because he and Le Baiyuan had never been to Quanfu Interchange, at least, not last night. Le Baiyuan was telling Niu Haoling in a unique way that he could not help himself now. On the one hand, he reminded Niu Haoling to be careful, and on the other hand, he also hoped that Niu Haoling could rescue him. Looking at the entire Qizhou, it seems that only Niu Haoling can barely fight against this legend, and Le Baiyuan can't find anyone else who can do it. "What's wrong?" Mengxin, who was in the sea of ??consciousness, noticed Niu Haoling's mental fluctuations and asked. Niu Haoling sighed: "Le Baiyuan was arrested." "Oh." Mengxin responded and said: "What are you going to do?" Niu Haoling said: "I don't know what form it will take yet. If we rush over with great fanfare, the effect may be It will be even worse." Mengxin agreed with Niu Haoling's words, with a hint of ridicule in her tone, "How about Poker Man appearing?" Poker Man appears? Niu Haoling never thought of this. Yes, Le Baiyuan was kidnapped. With Le Baiyuan¡¯s identity and the opponent¡¯s strength, once Le Baiyuan is rescued, the amount of chivalry points will definitely be staggering. Because the number of chivalrous points depends on the strength and danger of the enemy. The members of Hongye are not very strong, and are even weaker than Niu Haoling under normal circumstances. They are the best in assassination, not the best in rescue. Now that Niu Haoling has learned the combined combat skills, these Hongye members have become even more powerful. Far behind. Assassination and rescue are completely different things. The former is a skill battle in which you hide your body, confuse the enemy, and kill with one blow. The latter is a battle of strength in which the enemy defends and we attack, sacrificing oneself and forgetting oneself, and moving forward indomitably. The two are completely different. Assassination is Hongye's specialty. Their martial arts skills may not be high, but they know how to skillfully kill target people with the help of topography and human nature. Rescue is the specialty of agents. Although their martial arts are not high, they have strong skills. Backed by military strength. "I'll go with Tieniu." Luo Li was not there, and Niu Haoling suddenly felt that Tieniu was the only one around him, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad. His foundation is still too weak. Without further ado, Niu Haoling and Tieniu informed each other, and they split up into two groups. Tieniu drove along the main road and headed straight for the Quanfu Interchange in the suburbs. Niu Haoling disguised himself as a poker man and drove his motorcycle through the small roads. And go. It is already eleven o'clock in the night, and there are not many vehicles and pedestrians passing by. Niu Haoling increases the accelerator, and the motorcycle roars past the streets with a camouflage phantom. His current driving skills are very good. Even if he encounters an unexpected situation, he can handle it safely. Unlike before, he was immediately frightened and overwhelmed when encountering the slightest unexpected situation. Therefore, this is his third motorcycle. The two motorcycles had already turned into powder in his confusion. On a piece of grassland below the Quanfu overpass, Le Baiyuan, with his hands tied, stood in front of five men. The old man in the middle was none other than Mr. Mo, who was wearing a white training uniform. His upper body was bare, revealing something like fine steel. With such solid and strong muscles, the severe cold in early spring did not cause him any discomfort. "Will he come?" Mr. Mo asked. Le Baiyuan sighed softly: "He will come. He knows this location. We were here last night." Le Baiyuan knew Niu Haoling's scheme. This kid was so clever that he couldn't understand his obvious reminder. , of course, if Niu Haoling really didn't understand and came over for a late-night snack, then the two of them would really be inseparable. Le Baiyuan was shocked. He didn't expect that there was a tunnel leading to an ancient tomb under the Quanfu Overpass. That ancient tomb should be the tomb of a prince in ancient times, and was occupied by Mr. Mo, who was fearless. I have, this man is so bold, he is not afraid of the prince crawling out of the ground and causing trouble for him. Mr. Mo chuckled and said: "I have heard what you meant on the phone. Your hint is very good, but it still lacks fire, but that's fine. Isn't what I did just let that kid come over? No matter if he has Come here defensively, or come here unprepared. As long as he comes, there is no need to think about leaving. "If anyone else had said this, Le Baiyuan would have scoffed. If it had been Mr. Mo. Saying this, Le Baiyuan actually felt a deep belief in his heart. Because this man can do it! Since Mr. Mo exposed the location of the ancient tomb, Le Baiyuan knew that he was doomed this time. Why do many people still think that Mr. Mo only exists in legends until now? The main reason is that all the people who have seen Mr. Mo with their own eyes are dead. The dead people cannot tell where Mr. Mo lives. For example, LeYuan, after he died, who knew that there was a tunnel leading to the ancient tomb under the Quanfu Overpass? Le Baiyuan smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Mo, if we give up, do you think things will turn around?" Mr. Mo shook his head and sighed: "The traces of rebellion must be wiped away with blood, otherwise, who can do anything for the rebellion? What about taking responsibility? When you make this decision, you have to think about this day. If I let you go easily, is this rebellion a game? "Mr. Mo, it's clear. Meaning, Le Baiyuan's state of mind gradually calmed down. Death was inevitable anyway, and for Le Baiyuan, an ambitious man, he would rather choose to die with dignity. Le Baiyuan smiled and said: "I have a low status, and I will die when I die, but this Niu Haoling's status is not ordinary. Even if Mr. Mo is a legend of the Qizhou underworld, he probably can't afford to offend the forces behind him, right? "Mr. Mo's closed eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of sharp eyes without any trace of age. His voice seemed to come from his belly, and he said with a long history: "Oh? What kind of power?" Le Baiyuan said with a smile. : "Mr. Mo, have you ever heard of the Four Kings Meeting?" "The Four Kings Meeting?" Mr. Mo's eyes suddenly swelled, and his eyes were so bright that they seemed to be shining with light, which made Le Baiyuan narrow his eyes slightly. "What? Mr. Mo has heard of the Four Kings Meeting?" Le Baiyuan felt like he had grasped a life-saving straw. Mr. Mo suddenly burst into laughter for no apparent reason, and his laughter shot through the Quanfu Overpass above and into the sky. Le Baiyuan thought to himself: Is this the lion's roar written in the book? Mr. Mo's laughter was both happy and sad, and the listeners felt a little sad. After Mr. Mo finished laughing, he glared at Le Baiyuan angrily and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, haha, okay, the Four Kings will meet!!!" Speech , he has a deep hatred for the Four Kings. After saying this, he stood up suddenly and pulled off the large training clothes on his back. He raised his right arm, pointed at a hideous scar under his ribs, and said, "Did you see it?" Le Baiyuan had not looked at Mr. Mo's back carefully before. This time, under Mr. Mo's instructions, he could clearly see Mr. Mo's upper body. There were fine scars everywhere. These scars were old and gradually turned into There are imprints, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see them clearly at all. Except for the scar under his right rib, this scar seemed to have been torn out by someone's hands. Four finger marks were clearly visible, three-thirds of the way into his flesh. Even though so many years had passed, these four marks were still visible from his armpit. The scratches to the waist and across the ribs are still vivid in my mind. Mr. Mo chuckled and said: "This scratch broke four of my ribs and tore off four of my muscles. If it weren't for my big body and good life, I would probably be lying in the coffin of the ancient tomb now, with that one The prince of Fenggan lives together." "Who did it?" Le Baiyuan was extremely surprised that someone in Qizhou could hurt this legend. Oh my God, he suddenly realized that he had become a frog in the well. Mr. Mo said in a ferocious voice: "The Prince of the Four Kings Association!" Prince? Le Baiyuan didn't recognize it, but he remembered the name firmly. "Senior, do you have a grudge against him?" Le Baiyuan asked tentatively. Mr. Mo lay back on the Taishi chair, continued to close his eyes and rest, and stopped answering Le Baiyuan's questions. Twenty minutes later, the cold wind in the middle of the night became more and more fierce. Next to an inconspicuous stone pier at the Quanfu Interchange, Niu Haoling, wearing a Chinese tunic suit and a mask, squatted on it, calmly watching several figures not far away. He could vaguely recognize Le Baiyuan's figure. The few people behind Le Baiyuan should be the murderers who hijacked Le Baiyuan. ???????Four men who are as motionless as wooden stakes, and a white-haired old man who has his eyes closed to rest, are these the people who kidnapped Le Baiyuan? On the way here, Niu Haoling assumed many possibilities. He thought that the person who could hijack Le Baiyuan would definitely be a large organization, at least not just three or two kittens and puppies. This would be very unfair to Le Baiyuan's identity. . And it turns out that these are really two or three kittens and puppies. Niu Haoling came on a motorcycle, much faster than Tieniu who drove. Although there is no traffic jam now, the driving speed is still faster than the motorcycle that doesn't care about the traffic lights. There are five people on the other side, maybe I can win them. Niu Haoling learned how to combine combat skills, and he felt a lot more confident. And with his current reserve of chivalry points, he could use Iron Block, Leap and other combat skills to his heart's content. While Niu Haoling was still hesitating, he heard the old man in the distance shouting with his eyes closed: "Since people are here, come out!" Come out! Come out! Come out! The old man¡¯s cry,This empty area echoed endlessly, so shocked that Niu Haoling almost fell off the stone pier. This old man is so angry that his voice can come in waves, as if he is under control. Now that his whereabouts have been exposed, Niu Haoling is no longer secretive. As soon as he stepped on the stone pier under his feet, he soared into the air like a kite. Under the bright moonlight, his body stepped on the treetops below, as if flying over eaves and walls, stepping on leaves and flowers, as seen in martial arts TV. I am fascinated by the group of descendants of the ¡®Ancient Tomb Sect¡¯ below.