The devil descended from the sky, and his fists suppressed the mountains and rivers

Chapter 47: Acting on one's own will and being sentimental (Part )
As the saying goes, revenge is the way to go, but this is a transnational operation after all, and we are facing not only the enemies of the Pioneer Group, but also the threats from other countries' regimes and armies, as well as many hidden masters that may appear.

Various modern weapons, once their whereabouts are exposed, are very likely to be attacked by high-powered heavy weapons.

In that situation, even a master who has achieved sainthood in the flesh will suffer.

While everyone was stunned, Yi Beidou had already stood up, opened the door, and prepared to leave.

"Well, Mr. Yi, this is a transnational operation after all, and the impact is too great. Do you think we should take a long-term view? I have reported this matter to my superiors, and they take it very seriously. The five super soldiers sneaking into the country is a provocation to our Donghua. We will definitely take corresponding measures. When the time comes, we will cooperate with you to ensure that everything is safe. What do you think?"

Upon seeing this, Duanmu Qing, the head of the Yunhai Province Special Security Bureau, hurriedly chased after him and tried to persuade him with kind words.

He didn't dare let Yi Beidou leave like this.

For a master of physical sainthood like Yi Beidou to go to Southeast Asia, on the one hand, it involves Yi Beidou's own safety, and on the other hand, it involves regional relations. If he acts rashly, the impact will be too great.

His current idea is to stabilize Yi Beidou first and then make plans.

"As the saying goes, once you lose an opportunity, it will never come back. If you wait until everything is ready, I'm afraid your target will have already disappeared in the vast crowd."

Yi Beidou said, with no intention of stopping at all.

His demonic perception is not omnipotent. For example, today, his perception was blocked by the Feng Shui pendants worn by the five super soldiers. He only had a vague intuition, and it was not until he entered the banquet hall that he saw through the other party's actions face to face.

It is the same now. He has just killed five super soldiers. His energy is strong and he is entangled with the other party's cause and effect, so he can vaguely perceive them.

If after a period of time, the entanglement weakens, or the opponent responds, even with his current demonic perception, he will not be able to lock the location of the opponent's key parts.

What's more, the other party has already come to his door to kill him, and he doesn't have the patience to take revenge even after ten years.

His karma will be repaid, and kindness and grudges will be repaid immediately. Only in this way can he remain at ease.

"Then please wait a moment. I will immediately arrange for someone to assist you in leaving the country."

Seeing that Yi Beidou showed no intention of wavering, Duanmu Qing changed his strategy.

As long as he can delay it for a while, someone will naturally take care of the rest, and he has done his duty.

"Okay, don't bother with that. I don't need any help. I'll go there on foot alone so that you don't get entangled in cause and effect and make things difficult for you. If anything happens, you can say that this is entirely my personal act of revenge and distance yourself from it."

Yi Beidou waved his hand and said.

The sanctified body has the ability to travel 800 miles a day, and this is just ordinary daily travel. With Yi Beidou's physical fitness, he can travel far more than this number if he travels at full speed.

Even if we walk, including the time spent stopping along the way, we will be able to reach our destination by tomorrow midnight at the latest.

It was a dark and windy night, a perfect time to take action.

Duanmu Qing broke out in a sweat after hearing what Yi Beidou said.

God damn, just walk there!

Even if Chuncheng is very close to the border, it is still at least 600 to 700 kilometers away, okay? !
Things had come to this point, Duanmu Qing didn't know what to say, and could only watch Yi Beidou leave.

"Why don't you guys come together to persuade them?!"

Duanmu Qing looked helplessly at Meng Qianyuan and Zhou Baiwei who had been silent from beginning to end. Especially Zhou Baiwei, this little girl is at least an active cadre of the Special Security Bureau, what on earth are you doing?

"Leader, stop wasting your breath and report this to your superiors to see how to handle this matter. No one can change what this person has decided."

Zhou Baiwei shook her head and sighed.

Then she chased after Yi Beidou, shouting, "Sir, let me drive you out of the city. Otherwise, at your speed, you might scare the children on the roadside!"

Duanmu Qing's face twitched and he looked at Meng Qianyuan beside him.

"It's a pity that I can't go with you, sir. I still have to work hard."

This guy's eyes were full of pity, and he was muttering to himself, wishing he could go along with them.

Duanmu Qing was completely speechless. Who are these people?

Special Security Bureau Headquarters.

Zhao Ping was holding an emergency meeting with the top brass of the Special Security Bureau regarding the Yunhai Province incident when suddenly an assistant pushed the door open and whispered in Zhao Ping's ear. Zhao Ping immediately began to sweat on his forehead and quickly left the meeting room without caring about the people in the room.

All that was left was a crowd of people looking at each other in bewilderment, not knowing what had happened.

Apparently, Zhao Ping received the news that Yi Beidou was about to go to Southeast Asia.

He couldn't handle this kind of thing and could only ask his old minister for help.

Kyoto, the land of red bricks and yellow tiles, within the forbidden area of ​​the Imperial Palace.

There is a stone tea table under a big banyan tree in a courtyard. Three people are sitting around the table, drinking wine facing the moon.

One of them, at first glance, looks like an old farmer, but upon closer inspection, one can see that he has an otherworldly appearance, as if the Buddha were alive.

It was Wei Cheng, the former director of the Special Security Bureau who had met Yi Beidou before.

Next to him was an old man with white hair and a youthful face. He was wearing a Tang suit and had a kind smile on his face, just like an old man doing morning exercises in the park.

The other person looked quite young, probably in his early thirties. He had a crew cut, wore a pair of black sunglasses, had a serious expression, and was wearing a Zhongshan suit with sharp edges. His waist was straight, and his entire spine looked like a long sword hidden in his flesh and blood.

These two people are also beings who have become saints in the flesh. They reside in the palace and intimidate all kinds of villains.

"We want to hold a martial arts conference to gather Donghua's talents, test our skills and discuss the Dao, share our knowledge and experience, and use the world's great momentum to train young masters who can achieve sainthood in the flesh, reform the current state of Donghua's martial arts, and thus respond to changes in the world situation."

"But now, many forces in the world regard us as enemies and will definitely not let this conference go smoothly. There will definitely be evil demons who will destroy our Donghua talents. I'm afraid there will be a big war at that time. If possible, I would like to ask the two of you to help."

Wei Cheng drank the wine in the cup and said.

"Foreign forces are ready to make a move, and those who are in seclusion also have bad intentions. Mr. Zhao and I are afraid that we cannot leave the Forbidden City. Half a month ago, someone tried to sneak into the Forbidden City. I have never heard of that person. He sneaked in from the North Courtyard. He was protected by the Misty Dojo. His spirit had the ability to disturb ghosts and gods. Wherever he passed, no guard soldier noticed his existence. If I hadn't sensed it and shouted it out, he would have retreated because of fear of modern weapons. I am afraid he would have succeeded."

"I suspect that this person is a hidden corpse immortal who wants to sneak into the palace to take action against key figures and achieve some ulterior motives."

The old man in the Tang suit still had a smiling face, but he revealed a shocking secret.

(End of this chapter)