Volume Five Hundreds of Steel Chapter Ten They Are Not Here
Volume 5: A Hundred Refined Steel Chapter 10: They Are Not Here
In the early morning of the next day, Ling Jie woke up early, went to a remote and broken yard, sat down on a stone, and carefully wiped the blade of the dragon-slaying knife with a towel. He saw that the blade was so red that a human figure could be seen in it.
It flashes from red to transparent light, reflecting its own shadow.
Every time the towel wipes the blade, it will make a low chirping sound. The blue handle is very stable in the hand. The straight blade is more than three feet long and looks very sharp. The tip of the knife has no reason.
The blade extends diagonally outward to the back of the blade with a slight arc. After large and small battles, the Dragon-Slaying Sword did not leave any gaps or even traces. Since it turned blood red, the Dragon-Slaying Sword has become more beautiful.
It is sharper, and there is a slight connection between Ling Jie and Ling Jie. The last time he fought Qingluan, Ling Jie used his mind to control the dragon-slaying knife to turn in the air!!
"This dragon-slaying knife was given to me by the bandit girl. I have never seen the appearance of the bandit girl, but one thing is for sure. The bandit girl's skills are absolutely amazing. Mengyao once told me that this knife is
What my father left for me, is my father not dead? Dad, where are you..." Ling Jie raised his head and looked at the bright sky. Apart from the chirping of birds, there was nothing else except white clouds floating in the sky.
movement.
"Brother Ninth." At that moment, Feng Mang came over from the door. Ling Jie turned around and glanced at her. He saw that her face was fair, with a slight layer of moisture on it, and her hair was also a little moist, even
You can smell a faint fragrance, and it's obvious that she has just washed up. The scenery at this moment is more beautiful than usual. Even without looking at her appearance, you can tell that she is a rare beauty in the world.
"Well, you got up so early." Ling Jie turned around and continued to wipe the dragon-slaying knife carefully, as if he was taking care of his favorite treasure.
"Today is already the third day. If you don't plan to leave South China, then find a place to settle down. This place is close to the train station. Although it is relatively remote, the population is mixed. It would be bad if you are exposed. If
Ninth Brother plans to leave South China, so he should leave as soon as possible." Feng Mang always had an indifferent attitude towards the things around her, and she didn't seem to care much about Ling Jie's departure or stay.
Ling Jie looked into the sky, "If it were you, what would you do?"
Ling Jie and the others did not know that Murong Qing and his group went to the Public Security Bureau, nor did they know about the contact between Chu Tian and Han Ping, nor did they know that Lin Si had come to South China City and was planning to attack the underworld in South China City. Now Ling Jie,
It is inconvenient to do anything. Staying in Huanan City is already an extremely dangerous thing.
Feng Mang stood aside, looked up at the sky, and said after a while, "If I have determined that that woman is more important than the combined expectations of myself and the hundreds of thousands of Jiuzhou Dynasty brothers behind me, I will choose to rescue that woman.
.If I don't think so, I will choose to go abroad. As long as I go abroad, there will be hope. If I were you, I would choose the latter. I think there are some things more important than love when a person lives in the world."
Ling Jie looked at Feng Mang curiously, and then smiled, "As expected of Feng Mang, you are probably the most special woman I have ever seen. If you could move the collar down a little, I would be more curious, haha..."
When it came to the latter part, Ling Jie knew that it was impossible, so he laughed to himself, cracking his lips and smiling slightly.
"Yes, you are right. In this world, some things are more important than love. Behind me, there are hundreds of thousands of brothers waiting for me to stand up again. They gave their lives to me, Ling Jie. I
I definitely can’t let them down! I have no other choice. If Chu Tian dares to touch even half of Yao Meng’s hair, I will make him taste all the pain in the world!"
Ling Jie stood up, moved his right hand, "Dang!" a clear voice came, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword was returned to its sheath. The blue scabbard looked like a long ruler, "Go and lie down in the Kyushu Building."
Feng Mang was puzzled, "The Jiuzhou Building must have become the place where the government's eyes and ears are most concentrated now. I don't agree with going there now. If you want to go there, you have to wait until the early morning."
"Everyone has this idea, so now is the time when the government's eyes are at their most relaxed. It's hard for anyone to predict where we will go now."
Feng Mang did not deny Ling Jie's thoughts, but just stood motionless at the same place. Ling Jie knew that she wanted to know where she was going and what she was doing, but with her character, she rarely asked the reasons for things. As a killer, she only wanted to know where she was going.
When asked about time, place and people, what matters is only the result, "I won't hide it from you. It is estimated that the government will seize all the assets of Jiuzhou Group soon. Therefore, a large number of Jiuzhou Group's assets are being transferred overseas. I just don't want to stay in South China these days.
An accident happened. This time I went to the Kyushu Building. I just wanted to know whether the fund transfer was successfully completed. Once it is successfully completed, I will go to the United States immediately."
Feng Mang was secretly shocked. On the surface, Ling Jie seemed to be doing things aimlessly, but in fact, everything he did had a strong purpose. For example, when he stayed in South China this time, he was behind the scenes to organize the transfer of funds.
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'It seems that Qin Feng is right, Ninth Brother is indeed a character.' Feng Mang admired in his heart, and then he took steps to follow Ling Jie.
The lower floors of the Jiuzhou Building are still hotels. The business in the morning was not very good, especially since the Jiuzhou Group incident was exposed, the business has become even more bleak. As soon as the door opened today, I saw two people standing at the door, a man and a woman.
The two waiters looked very lazy, but when they saw the guests, they immediately cheered up and said, "Welcome, please come inside."
Unexpectedly, the man didn't move. The two waiters looked at the man and woman curiously and said, "Please come in."
One of the tall waiters said it again, but there was still no response. Both of them were descendants of the Kyushu Dynasty. Although the Kyushu Dynasty has been disbanded, there are still a very small number of people who are willing to stay and do some casual work for the hotel.
Today, Ling Jie wore a motorcycle-specific hat that framed his entire head. Of course, others could not see his face clearly. Feng Mang said coldly, "Tell your Murong Qing to come down."
The tall waiter smiled and said, "Miss, I'm really sorry. Mr. Mu usually doesn't see customers. If necessary, I can make an appointment for you. You might as well leave your contact information and I will forward it to Mr. Mu later.
, what do you think?"
Ling Jie nodded. Although these brothers were all at the lowest level, they were very clever in what they said and did. He patted Feng Mang on the shoulder and signaled Feng Mang not to go too far. After all, everyone was just the same.
Feng Mang snorted coldly, "Then tell your managers to come down."
Seeing that the waiter didn't respond, Feng Mang slapped his palm on the wooden table next to him. Hearing a "boom", the round table with eight people sitting on it fell apart with a boom and turned into a pile of small wooden fragments that collapsed on the ground.
The tall waiter froze instantly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the sweat was cold sweat!
"Please wait a moment." He also knew that he could no longer deal with such a master. He turned around and stomped upstairs. Ling Jie next to him was also secretly shocked. It was not difficult to break a chapter of the table.
, he can also do this, but what is difficult is to break all parts of the table with one palm. This is called difficulty. Feng Mang’s palm just now made the entire table break in all places. This is
Called a real master!
After a while, a man with eyes hurriedly walked downstairs. It was Li Wen. Li Wen was someone Ling Jie had met before. He was Li Bao's right-hand man and he was ruthless and typical.
There is a sword hidden in a smile. Ling Jie has never promoted him because he has evil intentions. When promoting a person, ability is important, but loyalty is even more precious!
"Please." Li Wen ordered his men to brew two pots of fine tea, and asked his men to bring the tea to Ling Jie and Feng Mang. He smiled and said, "My brothers are not sensible. If I offend you in any way,
, I am here to excuse you two, please forgive me."
Li Wen bowed slightly. Just now he heard that the opponent's palm shattered a large round table. This was incredible. Li Wen immediately concluded that such a person must not be offended. But it has to be said that Li Wen was the one who smoothed things over.
His ability is quite good, and the tense atmosphere just now was calmed down by his words or two.
Feng Mang glanced at the tea that was brought to her, but did not reach out to take it, "Tell you, Murong Qing, to come down. I have something to ask her. It's easy to tell her if you comply with me. If you don't comply, you can figure it out yourself."
Li Wen smiled and said, "If President Mu is here, I will definitely go up and deliver the message, but the problem is that President Murong is not here."
Ling Jie suddenly spoke, but he could distort his original voice quality, "Murong Qing is the president of Jiuzhou Group, why isn't he here?"
Ling Jie can change the sound quality, but it feels awkward to say it. Feng Mang next to him couldn't help but smile. Ling Jie's voice sounded a bit inconsistent... It was like a person's voice mixed with the roar of a cow...
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Li Wendao said, "Yesterday, Director Wang of the Public Security Bureau suddenly sent word that Mr. Mu was urgently asked to go to the Public Security Bureau to discuss matters. Mr. Mu has not come back since he went there." When he saw the pile of wood fragments, he hurriedly
He added, "Many people here know about this. If you don't believe it, you can ask people in the Public Security Bureau."
When Li Wen said this, Ling Jie had to believe it even if he didn't believe it, "Then ask your Chen Qiang to come down."
Li Wen had a bitter look on his face, "Sir, I'm really sorry. Brother Chen Qiang went with President Mu. Brother Chen Min, Xiao Lizi, Li Bao, Li Nanbei, and Zuo Wenjun also all went to the Public Security Bureau.
None of them came back.”
"What the hell are you talking about? How could they all go to the Public Security Bureau and lie to you again?" Ling Jie was furious and was about to take a step forward.
Li Wen backed away repeatedly, "I definitely didn't say panic. There are many people who know about this. If you don't believe me, just ask other people."
Ling Jie looked at some waiters next to him and saw them nodding one after another. More than a dozen waiters nodded together. It seemed that this matter was 90% true. "Why did the Public Security Bureau invite so many people over to discuss something at once?"
?”
Ling Jie had a premonition that something was fishy.
Li Wendao, "Director Wang said he would discuss Brother Ninth's matter..."
Ling Jie and Feng Mang looked at each other and said, "What time did they go to the Public Security Bureau yesterday?"
"It's four o'clock in the afternoon, sixteen hours have passed now." Li Wen lowered his head.
Ling Jie turned around and walked quickly to the hotel, with Feng Mang following closely behind. Li Wen breathed a sigh of relief and stared fiercely at the direction where Ling Jie and the two disappeared, "You two fucking lunatics, let me see them next time."
I have to kill you."
When he came to a remote street corner, Ling Jie took off his hat and threw it out, "Fuck!"
Feng Mang stood behind her, staring at the man, without speaking. After a long time, she spoke, "It seems that Wang Fugui finally took action."