The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 252

"Where are you going?" the young man in the back seat asked after seeing Wang Lin start the car.

Wang Lin kept moving his hands, and said, "Uncle Li called just now and asked me to drive to the outside of Dai's compound to watch over Dai's house."

The fat on Fatty Bai's face twitched, and he said, "The Dai family is from the Wuji Sect of the Yinzong of Wuliang Mountain. I heard that although Dai Junduo, the Patriarch of the Dai family, left the Wuji Sect back then, he often kept in touch with the sect. If they If you find us, then we will die!"

"Shut up, little fat man!" the young man snapped, "If you're afraid of death, get the hell out of here, we 'Dark Rats' don't need things that are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Being scolded, the little fat man looked unhappy, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he could only keep his mouth shut obediently.

"Junior brother Wang, what else did uncle say?" the young man continued to ask.

Wang Lin shook his head and said, "No, Uncle Li just told us to contact him in time if we found any abnormalities, and didn't say anything else."

"Okay, that's it!" The young man seemed to lose interest.

……

In the vast Shennongjia, scattered leaves grow.

"call out!"

A streak of dark streamer pierced through the early morning emptiness, and suddenly stopped on the ruins of the Guanyin Pavilion.

The brilliance dissipated, revealing the figures of Xiang Yu and YangMeng.

Looking at the ruins of Guanyin Pavilion with ancient and magnificent buildings in front of him with emotion, Xiang Yu sighed and said: "Someone came here back then! At that time there was a tower of picking stars with a height of tens of feet. God, it’s almost as if you can pick up the stars and embrace the moon!”

YangMeng looked at Xiang Yu's nostalgic face, and suddenly remembered that there was a song called Farewell My Concubine in China's traditional Peking Opera.Xiang Yu's appearance at this time clearly reminded him of the love of his life.

"Gah..." Qingchan yelled loudly, "Master, the air here is so fresh, and I can feel the same kind of breath!"

"Damn it!" YangMeng originally wanted to give Xiang Yu a chance to remember the past, but he didn't expect to be interrupted by this incomprehensible bastard.But thinking of what the beast just said, he couldn't help but change his expression slightly, and said, "A breath of the same kind?"

"Quack, yes! The breath of the same kind!" Qingchan stood up, supported his whole body with his strong hind leg, and pointed his webbed front palms at the center of Shennongjia and the northeast direction respectively, saying: "This There are my kind in two places! Although I don’t know what level they are, but I feel that the one over there is very weak, and the guy in this direction is very powerful!”

Having said that, Qing Chan clapped his palms, pointed in the middle and said, "Master, that powerful guy doesn't seem to be hostile to me, and he also exudes a hint of kindness."

Yang Meng followed Qing Chan's front palm and looked over, thinking: "The old man only told me that Wuliang Mountain is in Shennongjia, Wanli, so it's not in this direction, is it?"

"Oh? Go and have a look when you have time!" Xiang Yu patted Qing Chan's head, then suddenly turned to Yang Meng and said, "Boy, what exactly do you want to ask someone to bring you to Shennongjia?"

YangMeng thought for a while and said, "Senior, have you heard of Wuliang Mountain?"

"Wuliang Mountain?" Xiang Yu frowned, and said, "This name is very familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere!"

YangMeng's eyes lit up, and he said: "Senior, Wuliang Mountain is where the sect of ancient martial arts practitioners is located, and there are all ancient martial arts practitioners there."

"A practitioner of ancient martial arts?" Xiang Yu suddenly realized, and said, "You mean a master of inner strength, right?"

"Yes, it's a master of internal energy!" YangMeng nodded, and said, "Wuliang Mountain is the gathering place for all cultivators and sects. I asked my senior to bring me to Shennongjia because Wuliang Mountain is located in Shennongjia."

"According to what you said, anyone in the Huaxia Kingdom who has anything to do with Gu Wu has their sect built in Wuliang Mountain?" Xiang Yu rubbed his chin and said, "In this way, maybe Wuliang Mountain also It’s the same as Zulong’s Imperial Mausoleum, it’s a world of its own!”

"Ah? If that's the case, it will be hard to find!" YangMeng exclaimed strangely, and said, "The old man only told me that Wuliang Mountain is in Shennongjia, but he didn't tell me the exact location. If it's really like Shi Huang It will be tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack!"

"Huh!" Xiang Yu snorted angrily, and said, "Don't be sloppy, you boy! I figured it out, you are a guy who has nothing to gain. Do you want someone to escape from the primordial spirit? Search the entire Shennongjia for you?"

"Hey, Senior Wisdom Eyes, you really can't hide anything from your eyes!" The trick was seen through, and YangMeng simply flattered him.

"Okay, stop kissing someone's ass!"

Xiang Yu glared at him, and sank his mind directly into the primordial spirit, and then pinched the seal in his hand, and an invisible wave centered on Xiang Yu's body, spreading towards the surroundings.

As time went by, Xiang Yu's aura was also rising, and it seemed that he had mobilized all his strength.

15 minutes, half an hour, an hour...

When the east side turned pale, and Xiang Yu, who was sweating on his forehead, suddenly stopped his work and looked at the central direction with a solemn expression.

Xiang Yu didn't speak, even though YangMeng was as curious as a cat scratching, he didn't dare to go forward to ask, and could only wait quietly.

After another 5 minutes, Xiang Yu woke up suddenly, and said, "Boy, it seems that I guessed correctly. This Wuliang Mountain really has its own space like Zulong's imperial tomb, although its inner space is not as big as Zulong's. The imperial mausoleum of the dragon is vast, but it is complete with all internal organs, almost stepping into the threshold of the small world."

"Ah, you found it?" YangMeng asked with some surprise.

"It's natural!" Xiang Yu nodded slightly, and said, "Wuliang Mountain is right in the middle of this vast forest."

"Great!" YangMeng jumped up excitedly, and said, "Senior, let's go!"

"Wait!" Xiang Yu grabbed YangMeng's shoulder and said, "Go to the northeast first, there is a chance for you!"

……

On the long and narrow coastline of Sierives Island, hundreds of young men wearing camouflage clothing on the outside and camouflage clothing on the inside quickly crossed the fine sandy beach and entered a dense jungle.

Yang Tianhe rushed forward, followed by two identical twin brothers.

Suddenly, Yang Tianhe's expression changed, he raised his right hand, and clenched his fist suddenly.

The hundred or so young men stopped walking in a uniform manner. Their bodies were like a stone, lying quietly in the grass. If you don't observe carefully, you really can't find them.

In the distance, there was a rustling sound, and two tall figures staggered towards the dense forest.

"He is so aggressive, what is the old Dong's family doing this time? He even asked me to come out to patrol at night." A tall figure on the left swears in Chinese.

"Hush!" The other person looked around, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Xiao Wang, you can't talk nonsense. After our two brothers retired from the Foreign Legion, we have been following the regiment leader. The old man of the Dong family He is the leader's savior. We can't chew our tongues!"

"Brother Six, you're afraid to say he's Dong's family, but I'm not afraid!" Xiao Wang rolled his eyes, shook the AK47 on his shoulder, and said, "If it wasn't for the head of the regiment who insisted on me, I will follow my temper." , I've already stumbled on this gang of Dong family's bastards, and Mr. Tie, the leader of Lao Shizi's iron sect. Who the hell do they think they are, who treat me like a dog's envoy and yell at the sky?"

"Hey, Xiao Wang! The regiment leader doesn't say anything, so what can we do if we complain?" The sixth brother actually has a lot of resentment in his heart. Since he became a mercenary, he has never been so angry.

"Forget it! Sixth brother, the third son is bored today, come have a drink with me?" Xiao Wang said.

Maybe it was what Xiao Wang said that made Sixth Brother angry, so he simply said: "Okay, I'm going to get drunk once today!"

Xiao Wang laughed loudly: "Hahaha, this is my good sixth brother!"

……

Lying not far away, Yang Tianhe, who was listening to the conversation between the two, changed his expression slightly, and secretly said: "Mr. Iron, the head of the iron family? I remembered, I remember Xiao Meng once said that when he subdued the Black League , I once met an elder from the outer sect of the iron master, who seems to be called Tie Shen. Could it be him?"

"Uncle He, do you want to kill them?" Just as Yang Tianhe was still thinking about this, the man who was following Yang Tianhe's right among the twins gently tugged at his sleeve and said via voice transmission.

"Well, kill that whiner and leave another tongue." Yang Tianhe echoed.

"Yes!" Among the twins, the man on the left side of Yang Tianhe nodded slightly, and immediately floated up, like a black shadow flashing and disappearing in the air.

Xiao Wang, who was staggering towards the woods, suddenly felt a gust of cool wind blowing by his neck.

He touched his neck and said indifferently, "Damn it, it's cold in the morning!"

The sixth brother laughed when he heard the words, and was about to speak, but suddenly found that Xiao Wang's hands were covered with Yin Hong's blood, so glaring.

He pointed at Xiao Wang's hands, and suddenly raised his head, just in time to see the death's neck protruding, like spring water, gushing and overflowing with fresh blood.

"Blood, blood..." Sixth Brother trembled all over.

"Blood? What..." Xiao Wang didn't say a word, and his whole body fell to the ground on his back, with endless doubts in his eyes.

Until his death, he never saw his murderer.

It's not that the sixth brother has never seen dead people. Whether it's the foreign legion or the mercenary organization, he always struggles among the dead. When he was in South Africa, he was soft on killing people, let alone watching others die.

But right now, he had never seen Xiao Wang die like this before, and he didn't even see anyone, Xiao Wang had already fallen to the ground and died.

"Ghost!" This was the sixth brother's first thought.

Then came the second thought: "Run!"

However, he was destined not to escape.Because there was a thin scalpel under his neck, he had no doubt that as long as he dared to move, his fate would be the same as Xiao Wang's!
(End of this chapter)