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

Nearly one kilometer away from Wang Weiguo's villa, there is an unnamed small hill.

The night wind whipped up the wild grass.

Ding Shian knelt on one knee, like a statue, for a full half hour without moving an inch.

He held a high-powered military telescope in both hands, intently focusing on the distant lights.

a long time.

He slowly lowered the binoculars, his face solemn and expressionless.

"So, Brother Ding, are you confident?"

Behind him, Xia Liuqing sat in a wheelchair, her whole body wrapped in bandages, looking like a newly unearthed mummy.

He pounded on the metal armrests of his wheelchair, cursing and swearing:

"Little Liangzi is asking you a question! Why don't you say something?"

Beside him, Xiao Lüliang leaned on a cane with one hand.

Although he had changed into clean clothes, the empty sleeves and trouser legs swaying in the wind made him look particularly forlorn...

Ding Shian turned around and shook his head.

Xia Liuqing pinched her chin and looked at Lü Liang:

"Look, this is what you call professional!"

Don't worry, Little Lü Liang, what your Brother Ding means is that a mere security guard is no match for you!

Ding Shian crossed his arms and looked at Xia Liuqing as if she were an idiot.

He parted his lips slightly and said solemnly:

"It is flawless."

The wind stopped.

Xia Liuqing froze on the spot, thinking she was hallucinating!

Ding Shian spread his hands, giving the impression that there was no point in looking at him:

"In just one minute, he went from one end of the manor, which covers an area of ​​about 6,000 square meters, to the other end in an instant."

He paused, then continued:

"I had absolutely no idea how he did it."

Lu Liang's heart pounded wildly, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

"Nonsense...don't even mention the manor..."

That's a huge mountain like Longhu Mountain, yet they come and go as easily as the wind!

Whenever I think of that night on Longhu Mountain, my left hand on my cane trembles slightly.

Lately, I keep having dreams about the Republican era...

I was so scared that I developed a phobia of it.

Looking at the two defeated soldiers opposite him, Ding Shian sighed:

"You have no reason to blame him for your defeat."

Xia Liuqing's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as she shouted in her hoarse voice:

"Little Ding! You are one of the two heroes! How can you boost the morale of others while diminishing your own?"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, which aggravated his wound, causing him to gasp in pain.

"Whether or not we seek revenge is a minor matter... Are we, the Quanxing sect, just going to let them shit on our necks like this?"

Ding Shian remained calm, as if stating an irrefutable truth:

"Even if I were to take action against him, I would only do so by finding an opportunity to confront him head-on."

Our current observations are merely for the purpose of understanding ourselves and our enemy.

He raised his hand and pointed to the brightly lit Wang family villa in the distance: "If all you want to do is kill him..."

"There are at least four groups of people secretly monitoring that place. Find an opportunity to slip in."

After saying that, he strode off down the mountain.

Xia Liuqing panicked and yelled at the top of her lungs, "Old Ding! Where are you going!"

Ding Shian didn't even turn his head: "Conserve your energy..."

"Hey! Xiao Ding!!!"

"Come back...please come back!"

Xia Liuqing was so angry that she slapped her thigh repeatedly and kept cursing.

Lü Liang put his phone back in his pocket and said awkwardly:

"Stop calling him 'Master Xia,' Brother Ding is already far away..."

"Can I not shout?!"

Xia Liuqing was so angry that her face turned red and her neck bulged. Pointing at Lü Liang's severed arm, she cursed:

"He's gone, are you going to push me down the mountain with your cane?!"

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"Wow, Brother Zhou is amazing!"

"Yeah! Lifting an adult in one hand is like carrying a chick..."

Inside the Wang Family Manor.

Compared to the security team's "Holy crap!" which can get them anywhere.

The maids are obviously much cuter...

Zhou Yan stood on the lawn, holding the terrified purple-haired youth in one hand.

He smiled at a few girls not far away, revealing eight neat white teeth.

ding dong~

A short, sharp vibration suddenly came from my pocket.

He took out his phone.

The screen lights up, displaying the sender: 【良子小胃袋】

The content consists of only three words:

Ding Shian

Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow, a playful smile playing on his lips.

One of the two heroes has arrived?

Just right.

Last time, those four madmen and the acting sect leader weren't enough of a fight...

A direct confrontation with one of the two greatest heroes of our time would help him understand just how strong he truly is in the world of supernatural beings...

After all, they both represent a century of accumulated skill.

Can Zhao Fangxu, the "Master of Splitting Palm," achieve the same result as the Old Celestial Master?

He had just put his phone back in his pocket.

The front door of the villa on the first floor was pushed open.

"Ha—Master Zhou..."

Wang Ye, wearing slippers and sporting huge dark circles under his eyes, walked out looking utterly hopeless.

Meanwhile, in the master bedroom on the top floor.

window.

Wang Weiguo, wearing a silk bathrobe, had most of his body pressed against the glass, looking down.

"Caught another thief?"

Behind them came Madam Wang's voice.

Wang Weiguo nodded with a gloomy expression.

"Xiao might have gotten into trouble outside..."

"Otherwise, why would so many cats and dogs come to the house as soon as he got back..."

Madam Wang was terrified: "What should we do! Xiao Ye..."

Wang Weiguo suddenly turned around, waved his hand, and laughed heartily:

"But it's alright! With Brother Zhou here, they can't cause any trouble!"

After saying that, he grabbed the curtain cord.

Swish!

The heavy blackout curtains were drawn tightly shut, blocking out all outside views...

Madam Wang trembled with fright, clutching the corner of the blanket tightly, her voice trembling with tears:

"Sir... you're coming again? Let's rest for an hour..."

Wang Weiguo laughed heartily, full of energy!

Like an old general in full armor, he shook his head and said, "No!"

Snapped.

He reached out and turned off the overhead light switch on the wall.

In the darkness, he propped himself up on the headboard with one hand, exuding an overbearing CEO aura:

"Brother Zhou once said that being over fifty years old...is the perfect time for spiritual cultivation!"

"Xiao Yi is afraid of his wife... I don't think Xiao Ye will stay long either. Let's create a new account..."

"Ugh—!"

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on the lawn.

Wang Ye followed closely behind Zhou Yan, covering his ear with one hand, as if trying to banish some of the noises he had just heard from his mind!

He forced a smile, finally managing to ask, "Mr. Zhou, my dad's been working so hard... is he really alright?"

Zhou Yan was dragging his purple-haired steed across the lawn.

Upon hearing this, he stopped, turned around, and glanced at them sideways.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Wang Ye quickly waved his hand, "No, no... I'm just worried the old man can't handle it!"

"Me and Brother Wang..."

"A true friend, even unto death!"

Zhou Yan shook his head, his expression righteous and stern, "Would I harm him?"

Wang Ye pursed his lips and swallowed back a mouthful of saliva!

God's holy friend...

Thankfully, my grandfather is no longer here!

The two walked through most of the manor and arrived at a secluded storage warehouse.

Push open the rusty iron gate.

In the corner, a dark shadow was writhing frantically.

"Waaaaah—!"

It was the blond guy who almost had his QQ account uninstalled a few days ago.

Zhou Yan flicked his forehead hard!

"Cosplaying as a green train is prohibited here!"

The blond-haired man's mouth was tightly sealed with wide duct tape, and his hands and feet were tied behind his back. He was wriggling around on the ground like a maggot.

Seeing his miserable state, the purple-haired slender dog, which had just been captured, pawed at the ground with its legs and shouted loudly:

"No! Don't use torture!"

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

The air was silent for two seconds.

Zhou Yan and Wang Ye exchanged a glance, then threw him next to Huang Mao.

"This kid knows what he's doing."

He pulled up a folding chair, sat down with a swagger, and said, "Speak, who sent you?"

Purple Hair shook his head vigorously, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"have no idea!"

Zhou Yan's expression suddenly turned cold.

A bolt of lightning suddenly rose from his palm, casting flickering light on his face!

"Trying to play hard to get with me, huh...?"

Sizzle—!

Purple Hair froze, feeling hundreds of ants crawling up and down on the dough... He was so scared that he shrank into the corner!

"Big brother, please don't do it!"

He clutched his head with both hands and screamed hysterically, "I...I'm just a errand boy, a bugger!"

I really don't know who sent them!

The lightning did not diminish at all; on the contrary, it grew stronger.

The purple-haired man roared with his eyes closed, "But I know a clue!"

"Every three days, I would go to the trash can opposite the old Liu's auto repair shop in Xizhimen to collect my reward and tasks!"

Keep an eye on that spot, there's definitely a big fish there!