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Chapter 561 Who do you think I am?

The moment the Ma family appeared, Li Mumu knew that something bad was going to happen.

I was so stupid, really. I just thought that if the Secret Service came, there would be nothing for me to do.

Who would have thought that the Ma family had already defected to the other side?

Of course, judging from their looks, they were not willing to do so, especially the sister-in-law holding the child. She looked like neither human nor ghost because of some evil magic.

How can I save people? I always feel that if I go out now, I will inevitably get beaten.

After all, this is not a game, there are no friend-or-foe identification marks.

She suffered this kind of loss last time.

This is a battlefield. There is no room for benevolence, righteousness, and ethics on the battlefield. You may think of yourself as a human being, but the person on the other side may not be a human being. You cannot predict what tricks those demons and evil spirits will play on you.

For example, using a drone to play the sound of a crying baby to attract attention... This kind of bizarre plot that only appeared in the Hong Kong and Taiwan horror adult films starring Jia Qiange decades ago, in reality, there are really people who use it as an optional military means to massacre civilians.

Therefore, when the elite soldiers of the Secret Service are fighting, they will not care about your relatives, friends, the elderly, the young, the sick or the disabled. After determining the target, they will directly eliminate it, leaving no one alive in the house, and even shake the yolk off the eggs before they stop.

The previous generation of the Changsheng Sect was wiped out in this way, leaving only Max alive... No, there were two, and the remaining one was eaten by Senior Sister Coral as a snack.

Jumping out to save people now would be seeking death.

Li Mumu had no other choice but to secretly release a strand of red rope, which floated towards the Ma family under the cover of night, to see if there was any chance for her to take action.

But at this moment, she saw a Fuso warrior wearing armor, like a devil, flying to the top of the mountain, holding a red samurai sword in his hand, ready to stab one of the Ma family members in the back.

"Bridge Bean Sacks!"

In a hurry, Li Mumu uttered something in Japanese.

It is normal for a professional player to master several languages. Li Mumu not only speaks English and Fuso, but also has some knowledge of Russian and Latin. Compared to a certain gangster, he is quite gifted in languages.

Ito Hideaki was startled, thinking that an enemy was attacking him secretly. He looked around but saw no one.

"They are puppets being held hostage and manipulated. Please don't kill them."

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a red rope floating in the air.

Red Light Club?
Ito Hideaki reacted instantly and deduced something in his mind at the same time.

During the day, at the warehouse of Yamazaki Pharmaceutical, traces of echo erosion left by the struggles among various forces were discovered. The Red Lantern Society was among them, but it was overshadowed by the atmosphere of the battle between Wanhua Yuzhu and Huitang Luo Guanyin, and did not attract anyone's attention at the time.

After all, the Red Lantern Society also belongs to their camp, and there is a little connection between them and the Master of All Changes...

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized something and asked tentatively, "Mistress of the Divine Witch?"

Eh? Who?
Li Mumu didn't know who he mistook her for, but she decided to go with the flow.

"Show mercy, he may be of use to you in the future."

The more you talk at this time, the more mistakes you will make. Since the other party has already misunderstood you, try to speak as little as possible to prevent the other party from noticing any loopholes from the details of your language.

"Yes!" Ito Hideaki agreed without hesitation, and then his brain froze for a second.

Show mercy? How?
Sister, I’m not the type to do this kind of technical work!
Of course, the moment he hesitated was enough.

The palace soldiers formed a battle formation, evil spirit rose to the sky, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked!

The huge mountain was shattered into pieces and disappeared into the void, and the Ma family members vomited blood and fell from the clouds.

Ito Hideaki held the Izumo in reverse and raised his hand to cut it, stirring up a black wind that barely caught the falling people and slowly descended.

At this moment, a ray of light penetrated the sky.

A young monk wearing a brocade cassock, with colorful glass light emanating from his body, was seen meditating in the sky with his hands clasped together. When he opened his eyes, there were no pupils in his eyes, only two rainbow rays of light, shooting straight towards Huo Qingyang in the distance.

"Amitabha, Master Huo came here today to destroy my temple and slaughter the innocent believers in my sect. Do you really want to fight with me?"

Huo Qingyang laughed and said, "Pharmacist, didn't you run away to Hong Kong? How dare you come back to Tianmen? Do you really not want to live?"

The monk did not answer, but threw his colorful robes into the air, revealing a muscular body that looked as if cast in copper or iron. A bright pearl on his forehead shone brightly, turning the world from night to day in an instant.

At this time, Haozi, who was hiding in the back, had already pointed the gun at the monk in the sky and silently pulled the trigger.

With a gunshot, the bullet hit the monk's chest and flew out on the spot!
Damn, he’s indestructible... No, there’s something seriously wrong with this person!
Wang Yunxiao saw for the first time that the magic-destroying bullets of the Liuyun rifle failed. He was shocked but suddenly realized that it might be that the other party was also practicing the Twelve Dharmas!
Are there monks in the Twelve Dharmas? It seems not...

Huo Qingyang chuckled and ran forward.

He walked across the distance of several hundred meters in one step, came to the monk, stared into his eyes and said calmly: "Even if the president is not here now and all the masters have gone to all parts of the country, Tianmen will not allow a stray dog ​​like you to come back and eat and drink for free."

The monk shook his head slightly and said, "Your director can say such things, but as for you, Master Huo, you are not serious enough."

Huo Qingyang smiled and said, "I wonder if your head is as hard as your mouth."

The two men stared at each other silently for a moment, the monk's face changed slightly, and he dodged and flew back.

For a moment, Wang Yunxiao even thought that Huo Qingyang's breath had disappeared.

But he soon realized that it was not that Huo Qingyang's aura had weakened to an undetectable level, but that it had silently leaped to a level that he could not understand.

The ancients did not know how far away the sun was from them, so there was the funny story of two children arguing about the sun.

"Pharmacist, how about changing places?"

Huo Qingyang threw away his coat, unbuttoned his collar, and a bohemian smile appeared on his face.

The monk was in doubt and said, "All the ten directions are annihilated... How could you receive the true teachings of the president?"

"It's really funny to hear you say that. The path the president has taken has never been hidden. It has always been there for people to study. It's your problem that you can't learn it, so why are you blaming me?"

Huo Qingyang raised his hand and waved it gently, and a dimensional rift appeared between the two of them.

In the blink of an eye, the two appeared above the ruined modern city.

(End of this chapter)