Chapter 1072 There is always an invisible hand in the dark
Outside the National Mosque of Malaysia, which is three kilometers away from the Four Seasons Hotel, a black Rolls-Royce had just stopped. A figure as straight as a javelin emerged from the car, and then the Rolls-Royce drove away quickly.
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Qi Changqing walked into the huge parking lot of the mosque with his hands in his pockets and his head lowered. Although he never raised his head along the way, he skillfully avoided every camera in the parking lot.
The National Mosque is the most important place of prayer in Malaysia. As the state religion of Malaysia, Islam is taken very seriously here, almost to the same extent as the Royal Palace of Malaysia. The only difference is that the palace is full of guards, but the mosque is unattended.
During the day, the National Mosque is crowded with Islamic believers. At night, the place empties out and everything is empty.
Qi Changqing's javelin-like figure was like a ghost in the night. After entering the parking lot, he ran directly to the west corner. After walking along the wall for a few steps, he stopped, and then a vent hole appeared above.
above his head.
"Click" Qi Changqing jumped slightly, reached out and pushed the grille of the vent and was pushed aside. Then he grabbed the edge of the roof with one hand and pulled the person in quietly.
Ten minutes later, Qi Changqing walked through the vent of the underground parking lot like a night owl and entered the National Mosque.
"Bah!" Qi Changqing jumped down from a corridor behind the mosque. When the cameras at both ends of the corridor turned to the blind spot, he quickly turned into the middle stairwell.
When not praying, the mosque is always empty, but on the upper floor of the mosque is where some of the officials of the National Mosque are located, and the residence of the Islamic Grand Abbot of Malaysia, Khazak.
Qi Changqing, like a ghost, came running towards him.
At the Four Seasons Hotel, Xiang Que and Qing Ling returned to the room and never went out again. They ordered a Western meal from the restaurant over the phone and enjoyed it directly in the room.
"Chels..." Xiang Quejian raised the glass of red wine and motioned for the woman opposite to take a sip with him.
"We don't drink. It's a sin. It's a sin." Qing Ling bit her lip and shook her head.
"It's okay. Wine and meat have passed through the intestines. Drinking some red wine will help improve your beauty."
"Really?" Qing Ling's big eyes suddenly flashed, and she was moved as soon as she heard the second half of Xiang Que's words. Women will never be able to resist the word beauty.
She took a small sip, and a sweet feeling penetrated her heart. Qingling licked her lips with her little tongue and said, "It tastes good."
"It tastes good. Just drink more. You won't have a chance to go back to Tianshan."
Qingling tilted her head and said like a curious baby: "I seem to have heard that if a man persuades a woman to drink, he usually has bad intentions?"
The corner of Xiang Que's mouth twitched and he said speechlessly: "Then you'd better stop looking after your beauty. My reputation must not be ruined by a glass of wine."
"The most important thing is, you don't dare to do anything to me." Qing Ling raised her head and drank all the red wine in the glass, then shook the glass with unfulfilled interest.
He poured her another glass of wine and said seriously to Xiang Que: "If you say that, then I really can't refute it. If the relationship between the two senior fellow apprentices is in chaos, it might be a crime."
"Bah, you still can't spit out ivory from your mouth."
"Hey, let's eat, let's eat. If we wait for a while, we may not have the chance to eat. The uninvited guests will probably arrive soon."
Xiang Que and Qing Ling had almost finished the table of exquisite Western food without any sense of aesthetics, and drank half of a bottle of red wine, but at this moment, the wine glasses in front of them suddenly made a crisp sound at the same time.
"Crack" the two wine glasses shattered together, and the glasses were instantly covered with spider web-like fine lines.
"Crack, click" the wine glass suddenly exploded, and several glass fragments flew in all directions. Xiang Que and Qing Ling Que couldn't protect themselves and had nowhere to dodge, so they had to stretch out their hands to protect their faces. The glass fragments flew towards them like knives.
The skin of the two men was cut, and blood immediately splattered out.
The broken glass of the wine glass on the ground was stained with the blood of the two people. The blood immediately condensed into a ball and turned into blood beads, then fell to the ground and rolled out of the door.
Upon seeing this, Qing Ling reacted very quickly and bent down to stop the two drops of blood on the ground. Xiang Que suddenly pulled her and said softly: "Don't worry about it, let them go."
After the two drops of blood left the room, they seemed to have eyes. They rolled rapidly in one direction and entered a fire escape door. Inside the door, the middle-aged man brought by Shah lowered his hand and gently shook his hand.
With one move, two drops of blood fell into his hand.
"For the next blood curse, I want him to know that the things belonging to the Touhou Master are not that easy to get..." Shah said viciously.
After a while, Xiang Que and Qing Ling, who were waiting quietly in the room, suddenly trembled at the same time. Their eyes were slowly filled with bloodshot streaks. They looked like they had stayed up for several days without sleeping.
, the eyes became red and swollen, and several black and red spots suddenly appeared on the eyeballs.
The blood curse in the head-dropping technique requires only a drop of the blood of the person whose head is dropped to turn it into a curse. After being hit by the blood curse, the person's three souls and seven souls will be controlled in the hands of the head-dropping master. The head-dropping master
One thought can determine life and death, which is very domineering.
A few minutes later, outside the door: "Dong, dong, dong"
"The number one prodigal son in the sky?" Qing Ling said very smartly: "Just now..."
"Uninvited guests with bad intentions, they gave us a slap behind our backs." Xiang Que stood up and opened the door. Shah and the middle-aged man in his forties were standing outside.
Shah had a sullen face, gritted his teeth, and watched Xiang Que squeeze out each word from his mouth: "I told you it was hot, why didn't you believe it?"
Xiang Que turned sideways to let the two people in, and then closed the door with his backhand.
The sumptuous Western food and a half-drunk bottle of red wine on the table immediately made Shah's eyes burst into flames. Damn it, he was as anxious as a fucking monkey, but he still had his mind on this whole candlelight dinner.
Xiang Que said behind him: "Don't you want to have a drink with her? Here, the opportunity has come."
Qing Ling squinted her big crescent-shaped eyes and said, "I'm sure he has bad intentions when he drinks with a woman."
The carpet in the room was still a mess at this time, with glass shards scattered everywhere, mixed with a few drops of blood that had not yet dried on Xiang Que and Qing Ling's bodies.
Shah turned his head and smiled sinisterly at Xiang Que: "You don't feel anything. Why don't you feel well?"
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