Life Dungeon Game

"Then could you please contact your martial arts master friend for me and tell him that I might need to stay with him for a short period of time, and I can pay for the accommodation. If he doesn't want to, don't force him."

He Ao wouldn't mind giving more money, since the research institute would reimburse him anyway.

"He should be willing,"

Li Le nodded and said softly, "Actually, I also have my own selfish reasons. It seems that things aren't very peaceful in Ellen City lately. If you stay there, my friend will be much safer."

"how about you?"

He Ao glanced at the 'gray rat'.

Li Le, who has already been exposed, is actually the most dangerous.

“I have contingency plans in place for this kind of situation,” Li Le said with a smile.

“I have a safe house near the airport where I have prepared a complete set of fake identities. Tomorrow morning I will try to ship these two Class C corpses back to China, then leave Ruodan for Ika, and then return to the Central Plains from Ika. I now have a rough idea of ​​the traitor’s identity and need to discuss it with Minister Yang.”

"If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. I've worked here for so many years, I know a thing or two about it."

'Grey Mouse' is as sharp as its name suggests; there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names.

"Ok."

He Ao nodded, then smiled, "It's good to be home."

"Yes."

Li Le scratched his head, looked into the depths of the night, and smiled.

My hometown lies at the edge of the sky.

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The warm sunlight shone on the somewhat dilapidated old city.

He Ao and Li Le parted ways on that road, and then, relying on navigation, he traversed the dense forest and hiked into Ellen City.

At this moment, he would occasionally pick up his phone to check the navigation, and then follow the city's roads. This place was an old building complex with some scattered courtyards all around.

The Republic of Ruodan has several official languages, including their native language and the language of the Tia Empire.

For centuries, the Tia Empire had been exerting influence on this small country on the western border, encouraging immigration and using it as a springboard for the empire's expansion into the west.

Although Heo did not speak Rudanese, he had acquired some basic knowledge of the language of the Tia Empire from Huwen, so he could barely understand some of the Tia Empire signs on the street.

Then, with the help of translation software, one can basically walk around this unfamiliar city smoothly.

The only problem is that his phone battery is almost dead.

Ellen's

There aren't many cars, and besides skyscrapers, the city also has many old stone houses built years ago.

Many of these houses are dilapidated and bear the marks of time.

Li Le's friend's martial arts school is in the south of the city, while after crossing the mountain, you reach the north of the city.

After entering the city, He Ao first took a taxi from the north to the south.

The taxi driver saw that he was a foreigner and looked like a student, so he felt confident and prepared to drive around the city.

Then He Ao took out the pistol that Li Le had given him earlier and pulled the slide.

With a crisp clang of mechanical parts colliding, the driver shakily made a sharp turn and veered onto a straight road.

However, the road to the martial arts school is under repair, and taxis cannot get through.

Then He Ao got out of the car and politely paid the fare with the credit card Yang De had given him, under the driver's trembling gaze. He watched as the driver shakily put the card reader away, wiped the sweat from his face, and drove off into the distance.

After that, He Ao used navigation to get to this courtyard.

The navigation showed that they had arrived at their destination, but He looked around and saw that all around were courtyards with their gates tightly closed, and there were no obvious signs.

Actually, He Ao was quite curious about this martial arts school. According to Li Le, his friend really did have some kung fu skills.

According to the research institute's data, although people with awakened talents can take on all sorts of professions, those with strong spirit and energy are more likely to become extraordinary individuals.

I wonder if there are any extraordinary individuals in this martial arts school, or if they have any understanding of martial arts.

Chengde Martial Arts School

He Ao searched around but couldn't find the sign for the martial arts school.

However, from the courtyard to his left, one could faintly hear a noisy commotion.

He thought for a moment, glanced at his phone which was almost out of battery, opened a translation app, and walked to the front of the yard.

boom--

Just as he was about to knock on the door to ask for directions, the tightly closed iron door was suddenly kicked open, and a young man wearing a dark gray training uniform flew out, crashed to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At that moment, a wild shout came from inside the door, "Who else?!"

He Ao:

Some writer's block, a little later.

Chapter 499 is quite good (Long chapter, please vote with monthly tickets)

"Today, I'm going to kill this old bastard. Anyone who wants to come up, come up with me."

In the empty courtyard, a burly man with brown hair was shouting loudly.

In front of this burly man was a group of young men in gray training uniforms lying haphazardly on the ground.

Their mouths were stained with blood, and they looked at the burly man with fear and surprise on their faces.

Behind these young men was a man who appeared to be in his fifties and looked like he was from Central China, lying half-reclined on the ground.

The man was covered in blood, and he was breathing heavily as he tried to get up from the ground, but he failed every time he tried.

Behind him were some young people huddled in the corner.

They were clearly terrified by the scene, their eyes filled with fear.

"Old man, aren't your martial arts from the Central Plains supposed to be amazing?"

The burly man grinned maliciously and kicked a young man lying next to him away.

The young man was sent flying and crashed into the old man.

The old man quickly reached out and grabbed the flying youth, preventing him from crashing into the wall.

His action caused him to be carried away by the young man and fly into the wall.

Accompanied by a muffled sound.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"master."

The young man struggled to sit up and asked with concern.

"I am fine."

The old man shook his head and wiped the blood from his mouth.

He looked up at the burly man and said, "Areiro, you were the one who came to challenge me and was defeated by me. I didn't hurt you in the slightest. Why are you so ruthless?"

Did I go to extremes to exterminate them?

Aleiro laughed, then kicked another young man beside him, sending him tumbling away. "I'm just here to prove that you're a piece of trash, your disciples are all trash, your Central Plains martial arts are trash, everything you have is trash."

He walked step by step toward the old man, saying, "I'm going to kill you, and then kill your beloved disciples, and display your heads in front of my martial arts school to wash away my previous shame."

He casually picked up a stone from the ground, crushed it to pieces, and said, "See? You're just not as skilled as me. You can't beat me. Isn't that enough to prove that you're all trash?"

“Arero, I don’t know where your power comes from, but you need to think carefully. No matter what secret formula you used, sudden power comes with consequences.”

The old man said in a hoarse voice.

At the same time, a young man lying on the ground behind Aleiro secretly took out his phone.

The next second, a hand blocked his view and then suddenly grabbed the phone from his hand.

Aleiro smiled, glanced around, then crushed the phone in his hand. As shards of glass slid from his fingers, he chuckled softly.

“If I ever see any of you trying to pull some tricks and call the military police again, I’ll crush their forehead like this.”

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of madness.

The young men on the ground were all intimidated by his imposing presence and dared not move.

"Look," he sneered, "you guys don't mind if I call you trash, do you?"

He turned his face away, leaning...

He looked at the young man closest to him, his forehead almost touching the young man's forehead.

"I'm about to kill you, do you dare utter a sound?"

His smile grew wider as he looked at the silent courtyard. "Do you dare to utter a sound?"

He kicked another young man flying, but this time he didn't kick the old man; instead, he kicked the iron gate of the courtyard.

With a loud bang, the tightly closed iron gate was violently smashed open.

He grinned maliciously, "Who else?!"

drop--

A piercing alarm sounded from behind him.

"Battery is low, please charge."

He turned his head sharply and saw a young man from the Middle Kingdom dressed simply, carrying a black backpack, looking like a student, holding a mobile phone and staring blankly at the situation in the yard.

"There's one more who's not afraid of death,"

He leaped, his body instantly jumping more than ten meters, landing near the door.

"Stop! That's not it!"

The old man leaning against the courtyard wall quickly called out.