One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

"Hi hi hi~!"

Entrance to Biyou Village.

A sweet, delicate call broke the tranquility of the mountains and fields.

Upon hearing the sound, Jin Yong, who was on duty at the village entrance, looked over and his eyes immediately lit up!

In my line of sight, a blonde woman with long, wavy hair, wearing a backpack and bright red nail polish, was swaying as she walked over.

That tiny waist...

Those legs...

That charisma!

Jin Yong swallowed hard. Aside from being a little too open-minded…

I'd give it at least an 8 out of 10!

Jin Yong straightened his shoulders and casually reached out to smooth his somewhat messy hair.

Ever since I entered this godforsaken village...

How long has it been since I've seen such a stunning girl?

Hmm... that little pink-haired girl from yesterday doesn't count... that belongs to Master Zhou!

Is my spring finally coming?

"Fellow villager?" Wang Zhenqiu bent over and leaned forward with a grin.

"Is this Biyou Village?"

He looked excited.

With her eyes lightly lined, she couldn't help but steal glances into the village.

Holding a small red flag in one hand, and pointing backward with the other.

"We're here for tourism!"

No... what's wrong with that voice?

A man...a man?!

Jin Yong felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck him from above, and he was completely petrified!

"Get out!!!"

He roared angrily, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

With his arms crossed, his towering figure stood beside a large rock at the village entrance, like a guardian deity.

"This isn't a tourist area, get out of here!"

"I said, uncle..." Wang Zhenqiu still grinned, showing no sign of backing down.

However, his aura was steadily increasing!

A strong gust of wind swept through, causing the fallen leaves on the ground to fly everywhere.

It's not just Wang Zhenqiu.

Behind him stood Zhang Chulan, hands in his pockets, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and Feng Baobao, who resembled the female lead in a Japanese horror movie.

There was also a black-clad man who looked like an employee of a violent debt collection company, and an old, hunched-over, sleazy-looking man named Lao Meng…

Apart from Xia Liuqing, who was abandoned by the roadside near a village to wait for a rescue.

These temporary workers from the region were all incredibly arrogant!

The surging true qi almost merged into one, its power extremely terrifying!

Wang Zhenqiu leaned forward, put his hand to his mouth, and lowered his voice.

"These guys behind me aren't exactly easy to talk to... they're all crazy!"

The villagers watching were confused and thought it was a new helper the village chief had called in, so they clapped and cheered.

"Superior talents! They're all superior talents!"

"Our Biyou Village is getting more and more lively!"

Jin Yong narrowed his eyes, alarm bells ringing in his mind.

The person is not good!

These guys all look like troublemakers...

I'm afraid I can't stop these people on my own!

He quickly gave a wink to the side.

Zhong Xiaolong, who was hiding under a tree, ready to fire a sneak shot at any moment, understood and disappeared in a flash to report to the cult leader...

"Gentlemen, please wait a moment, our village chief is on his way!"

Jin Yong adopted the highest level of martial arts etiquette, clasping his hands in a fist salute, in an attempt to buy time.

"What do you mean by 'root' and 'instrument'?" Black Pipe asked Zhang Chulan in a low voice.

"How would I know... I'm a fake Taoist priest!" Zhang Chulan rolled his eyes. "Ask Brother Xiao... wasn't he a monk before...?"

Xiao Zizai pushed up his reflective glasses, shook his head, and remained silent.

Zhang Chulan noticed this keenly.

Old Xiao's eyes were starting to bloodshot, and his right hand, hanging limply, was trembling slightly...

Damn it...

This guy is practically bursting with urges to 'cook'!

"What should we do, Brother Guan? Should we just wait here?"

Ever since I learned about Hei Guan'er, or rather, the extraordinary background of the powerful figure behind him...

Zhang Chulan developed the good habit of asking him for advice on everything.

Black Pipe stroked his stubble, shook his head, and sneered.

"Let's not wait any longer! While that village chief is away, let's go in and scout it out!"

"Anyway, we're not really here for tourism... it's all the same whether we offend them sooner or later!"

"Brother Guan is so insightful!"

Zhang Chulan gave a thumbs up and glanced down at his phone.

Since I received that WeChat message from my fourth brother... this crappy phone hasn't had a signal at all!

Regardless of what Xu Si wanted from me...

We'll just have to go in first and then figure it out!

Just then, the clarinet took the lead and walked out.

"Ha—ah~"

Black Pipe yawned and went straight to Jin Yong's side.

He raised his hand and patted Jin Yong's bare arm, which was covered in explosive muscles.

"I'm tired, please let me in for a drink of water."

Jin Yong frowned.

Behind the clarinet, Lao Meng, Wang Zhenqiu, and others approached one after another, seemingly with the attitude of "It doesn't matter whether you let us in or not, we must enter this village today!"

Jin Yong was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth...

These bastards, do they think I'm made of clay?

If I let you in like this, how am I supposed to face people in the village after this!

He immediately flew into a rage and slapped the man in the front, who was wearing black, on the shoulder.

"I said, I'll wait for the village chief to arrive..."

Before he could finish speaking, the scenery in front of Jin Yong suddenly began to spin rapidly!

A sharp, piercing pain shot through my wrist.

He didn't even see how the other person moved.

She was sent flying by the man who was a whole size smaller than her!

boom!

With a muffled thud, Jin Yong was slammed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust!

"Master Jin Yong!!"

"Oh no...this group is here to cause trouble!"

Click!

Jin Yong's shoulder joint was dislocated by the black tube, the movement clean and efficient.

He was curled up in pain, sweating profusely...

The villagers were furious, their eyes wide with anger!

But in the end, no one dared to step forward and risk offending them...

They're just "reserve troops," they're not even at the lowest level!

"I already said, we were just coming into the village for a drink of water, why did we have to start a fight..."

He looked down at Jin Yong, who was lying on the ground, and spoke casually.

"I hate it when people touch me, it's a conditioned reflex, sorry~"

He shook off his black T-shirt, stepped past Jin Yong, and continued walking.

Once someone started, the temporary workers had no more scruples.

Under the fiery gazes of the villagers, they stepped over the large stone inscribed with the words "Xin Jie".

Old Meng looked distressed, his eyes darting around, searching for those emerald green eyes in his memory...

Chen Duo...you mustn't resist, just come with us obediently...

Wang Zhenqiu, on the other hand, felt somewhat disheartened.

He had heard of Jin Yong's name.

A notorious ruthless man from the Liaodong region who was skilled in using "Stepping the Dipper" and "Heavenly Qi".

His technique requires a wide space and specific rules for stepping and positioning to fully utilize its advantages.

Just now, Brother Guan took a shortcut and caught everyone off guard.

However, if this is all Biyou Village is capable of...

This trip is going to be so boring!

As Wang Zhenqiu was pondering this, a series of hurried footsteps approached from afar.

Everyone looked up.

Those were a dozen or so 'women' dressed in white Chinese-style cheongsams, with their hair in double buns, and their steps were perfectly synchronized!

Their postures were extremely bizarre, with their upper bodies bent at almost a 90-degree angle.

It was raising a cloud of dust as it rushed toward the village entrance!

Black Pipe narrowed his eyes, his muscles tensing.

"It's... a mechanical doll?!"

Old Meng looked tense. "Everyone be careful! They have firearms on their arms!"

It's not just government employees.

Soon, everyone could see it clearly.

Behind the puppet, several agile figures followed.

They were rapidly approaching, following the treetops and rooftops!

The wind howled as it rose and fell; it was clear the rider was an expert!

The temporary workers were eager and ready for a big battle!

Just then.

Feng Baobao sniffed, as if she had sensed something, and subconsciously took a step back.

Ding Dong!

Zhang Chulan's phone rang again!

He took it out and saw that it was still sent by Xu Si.

Why isn't he answering the phone?! If we really run into him, forget about the mission...grab Bao'er and run!!!

Zhang Chulan was stunned.

What if I really met him?

who is he?!

Explain yourself clearly!

No...that's not right.

Zhang Chulan's mind worked incredibly fast.

This is because the prolonged lack of signal caused the messages to arrive in the wrong order…

There should also be a previous one!

A very bad premonition began to rise in his heart...

Ding Dong!

Sure enough, before long, another message flooded in.

The moment Zhang Chulan saw the message, his pupils constricted!

Without even a second's hesitation, he grabbed Feng Baobao's arm, turned around, and ran!

【Call me back, you idiot! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!】

I suspect Zhou Yan might be working as a security guard in Biyou Village!!!

Grass (a type of plant)!!!

The cigarette butt that Zhang Chulan was holding in his mouth fell to the ground.

A bone-chilling coldness spread down my spine and all the way to the back of my head!

"Why would a dilapidated village deep in the mountains have security guards?"

There's no time to complain.

Zhang Chulan had only one thought in his mind: Run!!!

If we don't run now, it will really be too late!

The idea had just formed in my mind.

Behind me, the piercing sound of wind being cut could already be heard!

Whoosh-!

A dark figure was many times faster than Zhang Chulan!

It flew directly over his and Feng Baobao's heads, like a cannonball being fired, and flew backwards out of the village!

Boom!

It's...it's a clarinet!

The clarinet crashed through countless thick trees before finally stopping its backward momentum...

He crashed into a pile of rubble.

Then came the second... and the third!

boom!

Boom!

Old Meng rolled around on the ground a dozen times like a tattered sack.

Wang Zhenqiu didn't even have time to scream before he plunged headfirst into a ditch not far away.

Zhang Chulan finally rushed out of the village and stopped abruptly.

He turned his head, trembling.

In my sight, that familiar, nightmarish figure was standing leisurely beside the large stone engraved with the words "New Intercept".

Zhou Yan reached out and brushed a stray hair from his forehead, a playful smile curving his lips.

His gaze swept over the temporary workers lying on the ground, finally settling on Zhang Chulan.

"You're here for tourism, right..."

"Have you bought the tickets?"