The phone was connected, and a deep voice came from the other side: "No. 7 Bee, what's the matter?"
Wu Bei took the phone and spoke a series of syllables. The man frowned: "What did you say?"
However, a few seconds later, the other party was hypnotized by Wu Bei's sound waves. Wu Bei ordered: "You follow my instructions now, tell your location, and then wait at the door for me to arrive."
The man immediately reported an address, and Wu Bei took Wei Xian and drove there.
The two places are not far apart, only twenty minutes away. The car parked in front of a dilapidated community. At the door of a unit in the second building of the community, a man with an eyeful of eyes was waiting there. He was a hypnotized third-class worker bee.
Wu Bei asked: "Can you contact your superior?"
The man nodded: "Okay."
"Call him." Wu Bei ordered.
This person took out his phone and dialed...
In this way, Wu Bei used hypnosis on the phone to find the second-class worker bee and the first-class worker bee in sequence. The superior of the first-class worker bee was a person codenamed Drone No. 7.
Drone No. 7 controls drug trafficking in the entire province K and has great power. When Wu Bei saw him, he knew that he was an innate master.
Drone No. 7 was named Yang Xuan. Wu Bei controlled him, and the three of them went to Tianjing in human skin. The leader of the swarm, the queen bee, was in Tianjing!
People were flying in the air, Zhou Ruoxue was nervous and excited, she said: "Oh my God, we are flying!"
Wu Bei: "Don't be surprised, it's not like you've never flown before."
Zhou Ruoxue rolled her eyes at him: "Can it be the same? What I'm sitting on now is a flying carpet."
On a mountain in the northern suburbs of Tianjing, several houses were built on the mountainside. Yang Xuan glanced at his mobile phone and said, "Master, this is the mountain. The queen bee is probably on the mountain."
The human skin slowly landed, and several people landed a hundred meters away. Wu Bei said: "Ruoxue, these people are well-organized. If you want to get rid of them, you have to use gangster tactics."
Zhou Ruoxue nodded: "I understand!"
As the three of them walked forward, Wu Bei asked: "Ruoxue, what is your father's name, and how was he killed by them?"
Zhou Ruoxue: "My father's name is Zhou Guolong, and he was assassinated by them when he was investigating the swarm of bees. The swarm of bees were very arrogant, and they even left a note next to my father's body with the words 'overestimating one's capabilities' written on it."
Speaking of this, Zhou Ruoxue's eyes were a little moist.
Wu Bei: "Don't be sad, your father will be proud of you."
When they arrived at the gate, they saw a man sitting at the door, as motionless as a sculpture. Wu Bei and the others were still thirty steps away from the gate, and he said coldly: "Who is that person?"
Wu Bei didn't stop and said: "We received a report that someone is hiding drugs here, open the door!"
As he said that, he took out his police uniform and put it on. There were two silver flowers and an olive branch on it, which meant that he was a second-level police officer. Although he was no longer in the Criminal Investigation Corps, his position was still retained.
The gatekeeper snorted coldly and said: "Get out now or die!"
The other party was very arrogant and obviously did not take Wubei police's identity seriously.
Wu Bei had already walked within ten steps. He looked at the gatekeeper. This man was bald, about 1.87 meters tall, with arms much longer than ordinary people. His eyes were cold, like a humanoid beast, very dangerous.
"If you don't leave, you'll die!" he said coldly.
Wu Bei only glanced at it and knew that this person practiced Tongbei Fist. Any boxing technique practiced to the extreme will form some characteristics, and it can be seen that this person's boxing skills are good.
"A good dog doesn't block the road." Wu Bei said, waving his hand lightly, and the air exploded with a bang. The gatekeeper's breath was suffocated, and then he was swept away by the airflow and landed dozens of meters away.
After landing, his expression changed drastically and he shouted in horror: "You are the Grand Master!"
Wu Bei ignored him, while Zhou Ruoxue said coldly: "He is the Martial Saint!"
The gatekeeper was trembling all over. He crawled over on his knees and stopped in front of Wu Bei: "Young man, please see Lord Martial Saint! Ask Martial Saint for help!"
Wu Bei frowned: "What did you want me to explain to you?"
The gatekeeper said: "I have been practicing Tongbei for thirty-one years, but I feel that I just need the last kick to break through and reach the realm of mastery of boxing. Please give me the guidance of the Martial Saint."
Wu Bei sneered: "You have evil intentions and are not worthy of my guidance. Get out of here!"
The gatekeeper was extremely disappointed and said: "The villain is just a gatekeeper, and his knowledge of other things is limited."
Wu Bei: "You are full of violence, and you have killed eight if not ten people. I will not point out a murderer like you."
At this time the door opened, and someone said angrily: "Who is making noise?"
He was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with palms as clear as jade, and his aura was much more powerful than the gatekeeper. When he saw the gatekeeper kneeling on the ground, he was slightly startled: "What are you doing?"
The gatekeeper raised his head: "Martial Saint, he is Martial Saint!"
The middle-aged man suddenly felt terrified. Looking at Wu Bei, he was like a little sheep meeting a big tiger, his whole body was trembling.
Wu Bei looked at him calmly and asked, "Is this a nest of bees?"
The middle-aged man bowed and said in a trembling voice: "Back to Lord Martial Saint, yes."
Wu Bei: "Take me to see the Queen Bee."
The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically and he said, "Master Wu Sheng, I advise you to leave as soon as possible."
Wu Bei looked at him: "You want me to leave?"
The middle-aged man glanced behind the door and whispered: "Master Wu Sheng, there is a demon next to the Queen Bee!"
Wu Bei was not only unafraid, but his eyes lit up: "A monster? No problem, take me there."
The middle-aged man had no choice but to lead the way, and the gatekeeper got up and followed.
Wu Bei asked: "What's your name?"
The middle-aged man said quickly: "The villain Helian Zhanying."
After walking a few dozen meters up the mountain, they came to a piece of flat land. Not far away was a small three-story building occupying a small area. Still twenty steps away from the small building, Helian Zhanying stopped and said in a trembling voice: "Little
No one dares to come close."
Wu Bei asked: "Is the queen bee inside?"
Helian Zhanying nodded: "Yes. Generally, whoever he calls can enter the building."
Wu Bei said: "You guys wait here." He walked towards the small building.
Ten steps away from the building, he smelled the strong smell of blood, the unique smell of human flesh and blood!
The door on the first floor of the small building opened, and a tall old man in his fifties, holding an iron gun, blocked the door.
The old man had a fierce aura. He coughed and said, "Who is coming? Tell me your name!"
Wu Bei glanced at it and said: "You have damaged the lung meridian by practicing spear."
The old man was startled: "You know?"
In the distance, Helian Zhanying said: "Ba Qiang, this is Lord Martial Saint."
The old man known as Ba Qiang trembled and was a little overwhelmed, and the tip of the gun hit the ground.
"Is there really a Martial Saint in this world?" He murmured, as if talking to himself.
Wu Beidao: "Get out of the way."
The old man gritted his teeth, raised his iron spear again and said, "You are the Martial Saint, and I want to ask you for advice on one and a half moves!"
The tip of the spear trembled like a poisonous snake, transforming into a thousand cold stars and stabbing towards Wu Bei.