The First Central Hospital of Yulan City, the best hospital in Yulan City and a cooperative hospital of the Security Department, is heavily guarded and guarded at this time.
"Mo Wenchuan refused."
Simmons sighed, with a sad look on his face.
[Thunder Knife] Although this is the first time he has heard of Mo Wenchuan's name, the Zhao family is willing to hand over the important task of escorting Zhao Ya to Mo Wenchuan, and there is absolutely no doubt about his strength.
Simmons was very happy to hear that Mo Wenchuan happened to be on Magnolia Star, thinking that he could get a lot of help. Unexpectedly, Mo Wenchuan refused directly without leaving any room.
"Don't worry. The organization has sent someone and they will arrive soon."
She glanced at Elder Simmons, hesitated for a moment, and then reminded: "Don't act rashly. This matter is not something you and I can solve."
Mo Yuying still had a lot to say.
When Simmons first found her, she thought of the rebellion of the Free Miners Union and suspected that Series 5 was behind the scenes.
The 5-series indeed appeared on Magnolia Star, but what she didn't expect was that the 7-series also appeared!
Although the opponent uses standard light armor to disguise his identity, his strength is not inferior to hers at all. He is definitely a third-level master!
Her mission was revealed!
Mo Yuying still doesn't know how the news leaked out.
Simmons looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Miss Mo, from the perspective of our personal relationship, I hope we can be honest with each other. From the perspective of the family, I need to be responsible for the family. Magnolia Star is the territory of the He family.
The family has the right to know the truth and ensure that the interests of the He family are not infringed."
As the powerful elder of the He family, he is not a fool. Before, he would have thought that Mo Yuying and the others were just along the way, but now he realizes that the problem is not that simple.
Mo Yuying sighed in her heart, as expected, what was supposed to come had come.
She didn't want to say it.
The He family is a sieve, and it is unknown how many forces have penetrated it. In such a critical period, it is very likely that the news will spread further. If the news spreads further, it will inevitably cause more departments to intervene, and the situation will further get out of control.
But Simmons is right, Magnolia Star is the territory of the He family, and no actions they take can bypass the He family.
"We are looking for an abandoned base." Mo Yuying continued: "There are two reasons why we didn't tell you or inform the He family. First, we don't want the news to leak about our internal affairs of the Killing Masters. Second,
We just have clues, but we don't know for sure."
She then said seriously: "Don't worry, we won't make it difficult for you. You can report it truthfully. The organization has sent people to communicate with Mr. Dahe and ask for the He family's assistance. You will receive the news soon."
Mr. Dahe is the patriarch of the He family, He Pingsheng.
Simmons' expression softened slightly: "That's very good."
After letting go of the stone in his heart, Simmons' attitude became much more positive: "Is there anything I can do to help? Do I need to call in some experts?"
Mo Yuying shook her head: "It's better to wait for organizational support. Ordinary masters are of no use. You need at least a 12th level master."
"A 12th-level master?" Simmons' eyes lit up: "I think of two people."
Mo Yuying was a little surprised.
Simmons said: "A man named Zong Shen is a local expert on Magnolia Star. He once served as a swordsmanship instructor in the He Dai Legion and is a 12th-level master."
Mo Yuying was a little moved when she heard this: "Is there such a master in Magnolia Star? Where is the other one?"
Simmons said: "His name is Luo Chaijia, and he came to Yulan Planet not long ago. With a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, he bought a farm in Ishikawa City and defeated the Zongshen. The young man we saw that day collapsed under high pressure.
People are his subordinates."
"Ishikawa City?"
Mo Yuying was slightly shaken and subconsciously narrowed her eyes.
Simons, a mature man, noticed Mo Yuying's anomaly and asked tentatively: "Is that base in Ishikawa?"
Mo Yuying knew that Simmons had noticed her gaffe just now, so she simply nodded: "It's not sure yet, but judging from the current clues, Ishikawa is the most likely."
Simmons nodded thoughtfully but said nothing.
Mo Yuying sneered: "If I remember correctly, Ishikawa is a gang city, right?"
"Yes, there are many gangs in the area, and we have a headache too."
"At this juncture, a group of outsiders went to Ishikawa, a chaotic gang city, and bought a farm." Mo Yuying sneered: "Is it possible to farm?"
When Simmons heard this, he also felt something was wrong, but thinking that the other party had saved his grandson Hans, he still said: "Judging from their actions, they are indeed farming."
"That's right, farming." Mo Yuying nodded and said to herself: "How can you not farm when you buy a farm? Wouldn't that be too weird? Farming is so good, but you won't be able to see the harvest for a while.
You have to plant it slowly.”
"Is there any better excuse to cover up than this? Play slowly and slowly, I am ashamed of myself for this pattern and mind."
Simmons was speechless. He was somewhat convinced, but when his eyes glanced at his daughter Nancy, his expression was serious: "Miss Mo, the dragon apple saved Hans' life."
Mo Yuying was a little surprised.
"Hans is my grandson." Simmons said solemnly: "I don't know what you are looking for, but if it involves dragon apples, I'm sorry, but we can't help."
Mo Yuying narrowed her eyes and her voice became sharp and dangerous: "Is this what the He family means?"
Simmons didn't back down: "That's what I meant."
The two sides reached a stalemate, and there was dead silence in the room. After more than ten seconds, Mo Yuying nodded: "I understand. No matter what, I will try my best to consider our friendship."
Both parties understood each other's positions and it was useless to talk more, so Simmons left with Nancy.
*******
Long Cheng's mind was heavy and his thinking was a little scattered. He felt like he had had a very long dream, which was very vague and a bit strange.
In the dream, a little yellow duck took a bag of apples and gave it to him. Then the little yellow duck turned into a white light armor. Hey, why not a yellow light armor?
He used his little white duck light armor to fight with others. While fighting, he met someone who seemed a bit familiar. He couldn't remember much about it after that.
There were very few people that Long Cheng felt familiar with, and there was only one person who would appear in his dream to fight with him, and that was the instructor.
Long Cheng rarely dreams of fighting with others.
If there is, it must be the instructor. In the dream, he has to kill and bury the instructor every time before he can wake up.
It didn't get done this time...it's a bit strange.
Longcheng also heard someone shouting about seeds... It must have been Uncle Gen who was shouting. The seeds have been bought and can be sown after the farm land is cleared.
Long Cheng was very happy. He really had the talent to be a farmer. He even dreamed of farming.
His mind was still heavy, as if there was a buzzing noise. He rubbed his forehead hard, opened his eyes in a daze, and found that he was surrounded by people, and everyone looked at him with wide eyes.
Jasmine's face was almost touching his, and Long Cheng's movements paused.
Jasmine pointed at her red apple face with a serious expression: "Teacher, who am I?"
From the moment he returned to the farm, the teacher was holding his head and looking in pain, which made everyone feel sad.
"..."
Long Cheng wanted to slap this guy away, but he restrained himself because he found that the surrounding was too quiet, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was weird.
Long Cheng was silent for a while and said, "You are Jasmine."
Everyone around was a little agitated, which made Longcheng feel more and more unusual.
Jasmine's eyes were very bright, as if they were shining. Long Cheng couldn't help but think that every time Jasmine was dismantled into a pile of parts, the eyeballs would roll on the ground, refracting the light, and they were particularly easy to find.
Jasmine kept a straight face, trying her best to restrain the joy in her heart and keep her expression serious: "Teacher, what is Jasmine's favorite thing?"
Long Cheng didn't understand why Jasmine always asked such simple questions, but he still answered honestly: "Class."
Jasmine's expression froze.
Long Cheng noticed that Jasmine's whole body muscles were stiff at this moment, and he was a little surprised: "Isn't it true?"
Every time Jasmine talked to him about class, she was filled with sincere joy and immense anticipation, just like she was looking forward to eating.
The buzzing noise in my head reappeared, and someone was vaguely talking in a very distant place.
Jasmine risked overload and crashed, pushing the core computing power to the peak at all costs, and then forced herself to smile: "Yes! Of course it is! One hundred percent yes! The teacher is indeed the person who knows Jasmine best! The class has made me happy
hapiness!"
She turned her face, her smile disappeared without a trace in an instant, and she announced expressionlessly: "Teacher is back to normal."
"marvelous!"
"God bless!"
Everyone cheered in unison, and the skinny grandma held Long Cheng in her arms, bursting into tears.
"Oh God, open your eyes! My poor child in Acheng..."
Longcheng didn't know how his grandma's thin arms could be so strong. Could it be that grandma was also a hidden master? And... what was wrong with him? He was so happy every day, with grandma, everyone, and apples to eat. By the way,
Now he still has his own farm, which has his favorite name... By the way, there are also seeds, which will be sown soon, so looking forward to it...
He didn't dare to move, and looked at everyone helplessly and blankly. What happened?
The aunts were wiping away their tears, but Uncle Gen was grinning like crazy, baring his yellow teeth and nodding repeatedly: "A bunch of women are just worrying, so I knew it was okay! Let me tell you, when I taught Xiao Longcheng how to open the light armor, I knew this
My life is very tough! Hahaha, Xiao Longcheng is the little man who will inherit my throne as the [Iron Plowing King]!"
Longcheng, who was still in a daze, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this and stared at Uncle Gen in disbelief. It is right to inherit the throne of [Iron Farm King], but Uncle Gen, you can teach me how to use light armor?
Jasmine, who was on the side looking very angry, was not happy after hearing what Uncle Gen said, and retorted on the spot: "Young man? The teacher is not young at all! Uncle Gen, if you keep talking nonsense, the ribs will be halved tonight!"
Uncle Gen immediately shrank his head and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes! Jasmine is right! Xiaolong City is big! It's huge!"
The aunts, who were still wiping away tears, could no longer hold back and laughed so hard that they laughed softly.
"Oh my, Jasmine has grown up!" "Don't tell me, these two little guys are so matched!" "Sure enough, childhood sweethearts are different!"
Jasmine was filled with joy after hearing this, and her smile was as bright as a flower. As expected, everyone's eyes were bright. She secretly decided on the spot to cook a few more specialty dishes in the evening.
Zongshen, whose whole body was covered with bandages, stood alone outside the circle, looking at the dragon apple surrounded in the middle, feeling suddenly envious and feeling an indescribable sense of loss.
He bit his lip and tilted his head to look at the sky. The blue sky was empty without any clouds. The clear sky that he usually loved most had become a bit dazzling today.
Hum, the dragon apple is over! The achievements in this life are limited to this!
Bullshit like the love between children is a stumbling block to growth and a yoke to a hero!
His sect is a man who wants to become a super master! He is two completely different creatures from an ordinary man like Dragon Apple!
Oh, stupid! Poor! Weak!
Zong Shen tilted his head proudly and happened to meet the eyes of Luo Chaijia, who was also lonely not far away. The two looked at each other and instantly understood the contempt in each other's eyes.
Humph, a sloppy, greasy old man who picks up garbage without any pursuit!
Huh, a street gangster who doesn't do his job and only knows how to fight and kill!
The two of them snorted in unison, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction.
