White Wolf has always been afraid of the old beggar, and it has not changed in more than ten years, so he said this.

Of course, I'm the same. I couldn't withstand a single move in front of the old beggar. If Cheng Yiyi hadn't interceded for me, I would have died in his hands. But even so, I never really surrendered to the old beggar. Maybe it was a new life.

The calf is not afraid of the tiger, and he always thinks about when he can defeat him. This belief has never been lost!

I said to Bai Lang seriously: "I don't care how powerful he is, I will get Cheng Yiyi back one day!"

Bai Lang shook his head and said: "I have seen self-righteous young people like you. Even I was like this once. What happened next? Wasn't it brutally slapped in the face by reality? Of course, with such an attitude

You are good, and I don’t want to hit you too hard... Let me ask you, how long have you been at the lower level of Huang level, and when can you be promoted to the middle level of Yellow level?"

Low-grade Huang class? Medium-grade Huang class?

I was a little confused. I didn’t know why Bai Lang would ask this question. Then I realized that my communication with Bai Lang was indeed too little. He had no idea what my current strength was and thought I was still at the level of

That was when I first joined the hidden killing team.

I couldn't laugh or cry and said, "I said I'm already at the lower level of the Xuan level. Do you believe it or not?"

"If you want a lower-grade Xuan-level, I will..."

Before Bai Lang finished speaking, I had already taken out the small wooden plaque of the Hidden Kill Team. Mr. Yan had just replaced it for me some time ago. It clearly read "Low Grade Xuan Class".

But as soon as I took it out, I regretted it. I quickly blocked the words on the wooden sign and said, "I want low-grade Xuanjie, what do you want?"

When White Wolf saw my calm look, he didn't dare to say any more. He immediately ran two steps towards me, grabbed the small wooden sign and looked at it carefully. Of course his eyes were extremely shocked: "You...you

Are you really at the lower level of the Xuan level?"

My chest puffed up and I said proudly: "It's true!"

Bai Lang still didn't believe it, and immediately grabbed my wrist, and a surging source of power suddenly poured in. The source of power in my body did not meet the standard of normal Xuanjie low-grade, but Bai Lang knew that I practiced body-building boxing, and

It is incomparable to ordinary people, and he was even more surprised immediately: "Oh my god, you actually have the strength of a low-level Xuan level! How did you rise so fast, and how many miraculous medicines did you take? Oh, you took those two Qi-Rong Pills

Have you eaten everything?”

In a previous battle with Black Wolf, I unexpectedly got a top-grade Rongqi Pill and a top-grade Rongqi Pill. White Wolf taught me not to take it in a hurry, but to wait until I reach the bottleneck to maximize the effect of the medicine. He

Seeing that I leveled up so quickly, I thought I had taken both of the Qi-Rong Pills, and I suddenly had a regretful and helpless expression on my face.

I took out these two Rongqi Pills and said they were not there, they were all here.

Of course Bai Lang was dumbfounded: "Then...how did you level up so quickly?"

I told him honestly that I had gotten a middle-grade bracelet before, and had used the middle-grade bracelet to improve myself to where I am now. Of course, I also took a middle-grade Rongqi Pill along the way.

Although it is also with the help of external force, this is extremely incredible in the eyes of Bai Lang. After all, the middle-grade bracelets and middle-grade Qi-Rong Pills are regarded as rubbish in the eyes of ordinary experts. I used these rubbish to improve myself to my current state.

It really shocked and shocked Bai Lang, and there was even a bit of envy in his eyes.

The surging power continued, and the white wolf continued to test the power in my body.

"It's so amazing..." Bai Lang murmured: "Your qualifications are obviously very average, only above average at most, but you have improved so quickly. Could it be that you really have the body of a hidden dragon... If that's true, then

The old beggar is at a huge disadvantage. Although Cheng Yiyi is also very talented, he is still not as good as your hidden dragon body... I am becoming more and more curious about your father. He can actually do such a magical thing.

The bloodline has been passed on to you!"

To be honest, this is the first time I heard him praise me since I met Bai Lang.

Of course I was very happy and said, "Do you think there is any hope for me to get Cheng Yiyi back?"

Bai Lang was silent for a while and said: "If you really have the body of a hidden dragon, there is still hope, but it will definitely not work in a short time. After all, you have been practicing for decades. You can't catch up casually."

I said seriously: "No matter how long it takes, I will work hard!"

Bai Lang nodded: "It's good that you have such a belief. Although the day may be long, I believe that given time, your strength will not be inferior to the old beggar!"

Having said this, Bai Lang said with a smile: "From now on, when you are outside, you must tell people that your master is me, so that my face will shine."

Bai Lang refused to let me say that he was my master before, but now he is begging me to talk more about this matter. This is called thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. I can only smile and say yes. Bai Lang

After the wolf left, I continued to teach Murong Qingqing Jun Taiquan. Although I felt that she had no talent at all and teaching her was a waste of time, I still tried my best for this day.

That night, I continued to sleep at Murong's house.

Although I didn't see Cheng Yiyi this time, I am full of confidence in the future, especially knowing that she has returned to Lianyungang, so I am gearing up to get her back. When I find traces of the old beggar, I will summon the hidden killing team.

The army, and even some official forces, must capture him, and let him see what it means to be thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. I, Zhang Long, am no longer the soft persimmon Zhang Long I was in the past!

Early the next morning, I called Aizi and asked him how the situation was in Lianyungang, saying that I was going back.

After asking me about the situation here, Zhuizi told me that the situation in Lianyungang was pretty bad. Hart and the others were determined to find us out. They were big benefactors, so of course the government would spare no effort.

, and launched a blanket search throughout the city.

Some people even found out that Lu Xian and Zhang Leshan had a good relationship, so they suspected that Zhui Zi and I might be hiding in Lu's house. Several rounds of police officers had come here to search, and each time Zhui Zi escaped by hiding in the basement.

As for the Lu family's car, it was also inspected. Anyone who goes out must be carefully checked to prevent Aizi and I from slipping away.

In other words, it is no longer possible for me to drive Lu Xian's Bentley back, as it will be 100% detected.

Therefore, Zhuizi does not suggest that I go to Lianyungang now, and let me wait for a few days before I go to Lianyungang.

How many days did I say?

Aizi said not necessarily, it could be a few days or a few weeks, depending on the attitude of the Lianyungang authorities and whether Hart would hold on to us.

In short, Aizi repeatedly told me not to go to Lianyungang. After hanging up the phone, I was still depressed and felt like I had nowhere to express my passion. When I thought that Cheng Yiyi was in Lianyungang, I didn’t want to waste a single second.

You have to rush over quickly.

Is there nothing we can do?

A flash of inspiration came to my mind, and I immediately thought of Xiao Sanzi’s parents, the Thief Saint and the Thief God!

When I went to Yancheng before, they gave me a disguise, which was so lifelike. Although it only lasted twenty-four hours, it was enough for me to sneak to Lianyungang. Thinking about this, I drove Lu Xian’s Bentley and rushed there.

In Yangzhou, I found two people in that small hair washing room and asked them to help me. It turned out that they were quite vain and insisted on letting me drive them around in a Bentley.

In desperation, they had no choice but to do as they were told. The couple sat in the back seat of the Bentley and had a great view. They opened the windows and kept waving to the outside. They also said something like "Thank you, comrades, for your hard work." They walked around the village in the city and were very happy.

After I became popular in front of the migrant workers and the street ladies, the two of them settled down and started to help me disguise myself.

Just like last time, the two men took out flour and water and added something unknown to them. Then they started to paste it on my face and asked me what I wanted it to look like. Andy Lau and Jacky Cheung were both fine.

I couldn't laugh or cry, so I said forget it and just act like an ordinary person.

Taking this opportunity, I also asked them why all the makeup still fell off even though they had retouched it last time. They told me that retouching could only be extended for a few hours. I complained repeatedly, saying that if you didn't tell me earlier, what happened last time?

It almost killed me.

Seeing me slowly changing into another face, I really admired the craftsmanship of this old couple. I asked them if they could teach me this unique skill. It was possible to pay a huge price, but they immediately refused.

He said that this was handed down from his ancestors, and he could not sell it even if he was penniless and living on the street.

I had no choice but to give up, I can't force others, right?

I still want to learn their unique skill of flying on grass, but it seems that I can’t do it now.

After changing my appearance, I said goodbye to my old couple and drove my Bentley to Lianyungang. It was really far, it took several hours to drive, and it was incomparable with the previous trip from Wuxi to Suzhou or Yangzhou to Jinling. I changed my car to Lianyungang.

I'm not afraid of being checked because I'm not Zhang Long anyway.

After arriving in Lianyungang, I found that there were police checks in the city, but they were not as serious as Aizi said. My car was never stopped, and the journey to the Lu family was smooth, and my face was not used at all.

Maybe it's just luck?

I had no choice but to remove all the flour from my face and drive into Lu's house.

When I arrived at Lu's house, it was already evening. I parked the car in the garage and walked towards my residence.

After entering the door, the housekeeper was the first to greet me. I returned the car key to him and expressed my gratitude again and again. Then I asked him where Mr. Lu was. I wanted to thank Mr. Lu in person.

The housekeeper said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Lu is busy, so you don't need to thank me."

After saying that, the butler turned around and left in a hurry.

Just when I was feeling strange, Zhuizi had already walked over and said worriedly: "Didn't I let you come? Why did you come anyway?"

I smiled and said: "The situation is not as serious as you said, there are not many people outside checking us..."

Before I finished speaking, I suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Zhuizi's expression, and asked him in a low voice: "What happened?"
Chapter completed!