The cleanup operation in Zone 3 is in full swing.
With the support of standard fighter jets and armored vehicles, the army's operations have been greatly strengthened, and the team responsible for clearing out the devil swarms has also received greater protection.
Most importantly, with the source crystal detection information shared by Xu Qingran, the army on the field instantly saved a lot of energy. They only needed to focus their mental power on attacking, and with the weapons transferred from the East City warehouse, they were more energy-efficient than the old and modified ones.
Naturally, progress was pushed forward.
After being shocked by Xu Qingran, Ma Biao quickly regained his spirits and commanded his troops in a loud voice.
During this period, Xu Qingran was busy with his own work and did not interfere with Ma Biao's command. In addition to sharing mental power with everyone, he was mainly responsible for locking those larger Class I. For most people, even if the information of this level of Class I was successfully shared, due to the difference in ability, the perception of the source crystal was still relatively vague.
At times like this, we can only rely on higher-ranking sergeants to assist.
The more difficult ones had to be handed over to Ma Biao and Xu Qingran. And Xu Qingran did give them a great surprise. The mental cannon, which not many people in the whole South City could use, was like a child's toy in his hands. One shot killed a big devil.
Ma Biao thought that Xu Qingran must be bragging.
He came from a prosperous galaxy, and the military academy he attended before must have taught him how to use this thing! He firmly refused to believe or accept that there was such a genius in the world who could master it so ridiculously after only two days of playing! !
Xu Qingran didn't know what everyone thought and didn't care.
After spending a whole night, I finally assisted the army in driving the demons from Area 3 out of the warning zone, relieving the pressure of home invasion on the residential areas of Area 1. After that, I rested with everyone for two days before launching the same operation against Area 5.
During the second cleanup in Area 5, the army had sufficient confidence in Xu Qingran and Ma Biao.
Ma Biao had won a great victory in the previous operation, and he also regained some confidence. He returned to his normal level of command, and even performed beyond his normal level. Therefore, the combat operations in Zone 5 were smoother than those in Zone 3 and ended earlier.
The armies in the two halves of the southern city cooperated very happily.
The personnel transferred from Dongcheng had a rare and exciting battle, showing their value as soldiers, and they were quite satisfied.
Ma Biao was very envious of the results of District 10, and was eager to ask Xu Qingran: "Do we have a chance to arrange a battle to encircle and suppress the overlords of Districts 3 and 5?"
"You can try it in your dreams." Xu Qingran replied mercilessly.
The reason why Area 10 was able to be taken was mainly because before he came, Lin Xuan and his brothers had already completed the defense of Area 10, including a very in-depth detection of the Overlord's source crystal information, but they lacked the timing and resources.
But here in Districts 3 and 5—
After Xu Qingran finished the preliminary cleaning of the two districts, he and Ma Biao returned to the main camp in the upper half of South City to check.
The Overlord's location has been locked, but the exploration progress in Area 3 is only 50%, and Area 5 is only about 30%. These two places are much larger than Area 10. Even if he were to explore, it would take at least one or two months to capture the movement of the Source Crystal.
After hearing this, Ma Biao was instantly discouraged.
Xu Qingran did not take on the task directly, but only said: "First stabilize the derivatives around the two districts. When you have time, take a few people who are more sensitive to source crystals to follow up on the information."
"When your detection reaches its limit, I will take over and help."
Ma Biao folded his hands across his chest and nodded seriously.
If Lin Xuan can do it, they can definitely do it too!
Here in the South City District 4 camp, there is joy that the situation in the upper half of the area has been eased.
Xu Qingran had just left the studio with Ma Biao when he met a soldier who came to report something: "Brother Ma, the guy who shot at my spirit pool last time hasn't woken up yet..."
It was the first time Xu Qingran heard of this and he subconsciously looked at Ma Biao.
The latter's expression froze, and he frowned and asked, "What's going on? Shouldn't we stabilize his condition first so that the two D-types can rest?"
The soldier who reported the incident wanted to cry but had no tears: "There is nothing we can do, Brother Ma. The only two D-type mental pools in our camp are only of B-level, and the injured soldier is an A-level psychic. The gap is too big. With their levels, they can only help as logistics supplies at best. This kind of shock treatment is still too difficult..."
"Where is he?" Xu Qingran next to him suddenly asked.
Then he added, “I can try.”
Ma Biao sighed to Xu Qingran, "Brother, I know you are very powerful, but no matter how powerful we psychics are, there are some things we can't help with."
"The only type of spirit that has the ability to repair mental pool disorders is Type D. Others, no matter how high the mental pool level is, cannot achieve such an effect."
Xu Qingran glanced at him and said calmly, "I am type D."
Ma Biao: “… ?”
So, Xu Qingran, accompanied by Ma Biao, who looked shocked and unbelieving, followed the soldier to the medical center.
He glanced at the injured soldier who was unconscious on the hospital bed, asked the medical staff around him about the situation, then asked them for special equipment for transmitting mental power and skillfully put it on the other party.
Normally, if a Type D wants to transfer mental energy to another person most effectively, there are two ways.
The first is to become soul mates like him and Shen Tingyu. However, this can only be one-to-one, and you can't change the object every time you transfer, so it is basically impossible to implement in daily life.
So there is the second type.
The transmission device was developed by the Empire Technology Team and the Soul Research Team. It looks like an arm guard with a small groove in the middle, which allows the spiritual force transmitter to hold it like a handle. When the receiver wears this device, he can effectively receive the spiritual force transmitted by the D-type transmission, and avoid the close contact of souls that everyone is worried about.
This kind of effective transmission is different from the one Xu Qingran gave to Lin Xuan last time.
That kind of ordinary physical contact, except for soul mates, has limited transmission to other people. The limitation lies in the "amount" received and the reserve, just like the mental power given to Lin Xuan, if he does not use it in time, the excess will soon dissipate and cannot be retained.
This result can be avoided through transmission through instruments.
After Xu Qingran installed the things, he began his mental power transmission healing.
When he was still in the military academy, Lin Qianmu, who also had a D-type weapon, taught him how to use this thing, so he was quite familiar with it.
Ma Biao stood on the side with an expression of doubt on his face.
Xu Qingran, a type D
—Whose D-type is so violent, punching everyone he dislikes, shooting a demon with a cannon, and killing his little darling so brutally?! This is completely different from the D-type he learned from the textbook!
As a Type D with double S-level capabilities, Xu Qingran's "healing" process was naturally stable and smooth.
The military doctor watched and recorded the whole process with his eyes wide open, watching the injured and unconscious soldier's mental pool fluctuation data slowly return to stability from extreme disorder, and completely out of danger.
He couldn't help but sigh to Ma Biao: "Oh my God, this helper you found is really amazing, how come he can do everything!"
Ma Biao thought, yes, is there really such a person in this world? Is such a person really worthy of the Tianlong system? Was there really a mistake in the assignment of the new recruits
It’s good that something went wrong. They in Nancheng must hold on to this person tightly!
Maybe... maybe with the help of such a gifted person, the situation that has been deadlocked in Nanzhou for many years can be improved? Slowly, they can defend the entire Nanzhou, then the entire Taiyue Star, and then the old Silver Dragon City -
Ma Biao tried hard to pull himself back from his overly beautiful fantasy.
There was no other way, he really hoped that the Tianlong system could be liberated. He had seen the prosperity and convenience of other star systems, where tall buildings stood in rows, everyone had new high-tech cars to travel, there were high-speed trains, public transportation that could travel in the air, and many shopping malls and food courts.
But here, even Internet freedom is difficult to achieve.
"Okay, if there are no accidents, just follow the normal procedures for treatment and recovery." After Xu Qingran completed his simple task, he put away the equipment and returned it to the military doctor. "If you need anything else, let me know."
The military doctor watched him leave with admiration: "Okay, okay, take care, handsome guy!"
When Xu Qingran came out of the medical center, many soldiers outside saluted him.
Unlike in the beginning when people only paid more attention to him because of his good looks, he has now become a highly respected 'god' in both halves of South City, and they are all completely conquered by his strength.
There were even some brave ones who greeted him bravely.
Among those who greeted him, there was one who had once offended him and was beaten up by him.
The system looks amazing.
He flipped through its main mission objectives, and then looked at Xu Qingran, who was walking calmly through the crowd without being arrogant or impatient.
Unexpectedly, the goal of whitewashing can be achieved without having to play a well-behaved and weak role according to the original character setting.
Well, the host is really amazing! His vision is really top-notch!
At this point, all areas of South City gradually became stable.
After helping Ma Biao deal with the upper half of South City, Xu Qingran took the time to return to the East City camp.
Adjutant Mao said that the appeal made in his name to the Silver Dragon headquarters received no response.
Xu Qingran asked him to send it a second time.
Then he started looking at the blueprints of Shangnanzhou, thinking about which new area to open next.
West City and North City, the latter of which he was quite interested in.
He learned a little about the deeds of the North City from Ma Biao. Although they are now in a closed city state, their internal management is still good, and they are fighting back and forth with the demon group. The situation has been getting worse recently, and it is also because the supply of military weapons has been cut off, and the equipment is getting worse and worse.
It is said that the military atmosphere in West City is even worse than that in South City.
Anyway, it sounds like a good place for him to go crazy and relieve stress.
system:"… "
Host, please take it easy.
After Xu Qingran arranged the patrol and training of the military guard gate of the East City camp for Adjutant Mao, he went to South City District 4 to find Ma Biao to ask about the affairs of these two areas.
As a result, as soon as I entered the camp, I saw Ma Biao pointing at the air and cursing, his neck turned red.
There were three or four people around him, each grabbing his hands and body, as if trying to stop him from rushing out, and shouting, "Brother Ma, calm down, calm down!"
"How the hell can I stay calm?!"
"Those bastards in West City, not only do not do their jobs properly, but now they are trying to put their hands on my child. How can I tolerate this?!"
When Xu Qingran heard the key words, he instantly became interested.
He walked to the center of the noise and asked the furious Ma Biao, "What's wrong?"
"Brother Xu." When the soldier next to him saw him, he felt an inexplicable sense of security, as if he had seen a magic needle that could stabilize the sea.
Even Ma Biao's anxiety calmed down a little, but his expression was still gritting his teeth: "Brother, I'm going to chop those bastards in West City!"
A soldier explained to Xu Qingran, "Hey, just now Ma's family said that his little daughter seemed to have been captured by people from West City. His sister-in-law fainted from crying and is now lying in the infirmary."
Xu Qingran was surprised when he heard this.
The land adjacent to South City District 1 and District 2 is the West City area.
There wasn't even a river or a wall separating them, only boards and stone tablets. Due to limited conditions, even the checkpoints were very simple, so the residents of the two cities occasionally had contact and communication, and even direct cross-region communication was no problem.
However, in a lawless place like Shangnanzhou, the governance in West City is the most chaotic in the entire Shangnanzhou.
Especially the exiled military personnel, because they were the farthest away from the East City Headquarters, and the successive colonels did not take great care to establish rules and management. After they knew that they would not be punished for doing anything, they became more and more rampant.
In other words, the military guards in South City have bad personalities and bad tempers. When they put on their uniforms, they think they are the best in the world and they quarrel with the residents every day. But in the end, they are just vicious-mouthed and have a bad temper. They like to fight when they get angry. They rarely kill or burn people, so people who live here dare to confront them.
It’s different in Xicheng.
The guards there will kill you with a single shot without saying a word if you dare to disobey the other party's wishes or resist.
The soldier next to him was still explaining to him: "Not only are the people in the military unreasonable, they also cooperate with those bullies and cults in the city!"
"The reason why Brother Ma is so anxious is because I heard that the evil cult in West City has the evil habit of specifically catching children, killing them, and cooking them for food! They firmly believe that children have powerful and pure power, especially those whose souls and spirits have not yet been formed, and they have infinite possibilities."
"They believe that the pure aura of these children is the blessing that the evil god leaves on everyone when they are born, and it will disappear after they grow up." The soldier said with a yellow face, as if he felt sick. "They also believe that drinking women's blood can help them stay young forever, so they will also capture lone women."
"It's outrageous. It makes me want to vomit."
"Anyway, the people there are all weird, either normal people or barbarians."
"But because these barbarians are very good at dealing with things and share their gains with the military, the West City guards take special care of them and secretly tolerate their weird behavior. Generally speaking, we in the South City don't want to associate with people from the West City."
When it comes to military defense, everyone has always been in charge of their own affairs.
"I see." Xu Qingran replied.
His expression was thoughtful.
Seeing that Ma Biao looked anxious and wanted to rush to West City immediately, Xu Qingran comforted him: "The cleaning of the South City area has just started on track. The residents here and your team members need you."
Ma Biao was unwilling: "But..."
Xu Qingran interrupted him: "I happen to be planning to go to West City, so I can bring the person back for you."
Ma Biao looked up suddenly.
Her eyes were red with excitement. Although she was at least one generation older than Xu Qingran, she said to him, "Brother Xu, I'll leave it to you!"
Ma Biao is now completely convinced and recognizes Xu Qingran's strength.
Therefore, Xu Qingran did not even need to think about it and directly decided to set the next stop of his "challenge" in West City.
He put away his psychic knife, asked Ma Biao for an original psychic gun and an off-road vehicle, and drove to West City alone.
They say that people in West City are all evil spirits.
Then let's see who is more evil.
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There are a total of twenty-six areas in West City.
Adjacent to South City District 1 is West City District 19.
It was afternoon, at the checkpoint between West City 19 and South City 1, guards in silver dragon uniforms were yawning out of boredom, holding guns or knives in their hands.
These two districts are residential areas, and almost no one passes by except those who need to cross the city.
However, due to the not-so-harmonious relationship between the two cities, there are very few people traveling across the cities. Being on duty here during this period of time is very demanding on one's patience.
"Oh, poor little thing, can't you find your home?"
The soldier at the vehicle entrance had just finished yawning when he heard the obscene voice of his companion coming from not far behind him.
Turning around, he saw the remaining three guards who were supposed to work with him, squatting in the corner teasing a bird with injured wings that couldn't fly. They were roughly carrying it around, and every time it landed, it left a new pool of blood on the ground.
However, they showed no sympathy and instead burst into laughter.
The soldier guarding the entrance wanted to join in the fun, but suddenly he heard the sound of a car coming from afar.
An off-road vehicle was speeding towards the checkpoint from South City District 1 under the winter sun.
"Time to get to work," he reminded.
Several companions then stood up and returned to their posts. Only the last fat man with a beer belly - the man who had just thrown the bird that had accidentally fallen at the checkpoint around like garbage - stomped on the bird that was still struggling to leave the ground and crushed it, then hummed softly and gathered with the others.
As guards at the most boring checkpoint, they always become particularly alert whenever they see someone coming.
-Finally they had someone to tease. What they liked most was meeting those simple and ordinary people on the road. Seeing them get frightened and scared could help them find a little fun in their boring work.
As one of the guards waved the flag in his hand, the domineering off-road vehicle obediently stopped in front of the security line.
Without waiting for them to speak, the people in the car got out on their own initiative.
Very cooperative.
A boy came out of the car. He was quite tall, about 1.8 meters, with perfect proportions between his legs and body.
He had brown hair that was either dyed or natural, and he wore a black shirt and slim-fit trousers, with a dark grey trench coat on top, which added a touch of coolness to his already outstanding temperament.
The man also wore a mask on his face.
Pure black, no pattern on it.
"Show me your ID and take off your mask."
The guard at the checkpoint quickly came to his senses, stood on the high steps, lowered his head and proudly extended his hand to the boys below.
He was still muttering, "Wearing a mask in broad daylight, as if there is some infectious disease."
The checkpoints here don't have the advanced fully automatic systems like those in the Andromeda system, and most of the time the guards here have to manually check whether they are local residents, visitors or returning home, etc.
The man first took out something from his windbreaker and handed it over.
But after opening it, there was no ID inside, but a photo of a girl with pigtails who looked about three years old.
Several guards looked down at the same time, then looked up at the same time: "?"
The man in the mask said to them, "I want to ask you guys, have you seen this girl?"
"A friend of mine's child was playing nearby and was taken away by your West City people. I'm here to take him home."
The people at the checkpoint realized later that the other party was not only refusing to cooperate with the inspection, but was also taking advantage of them to ask questions.
"Boy, we are the ones asking you questions now."
The guard with the gun said in a stern tone: "Hand over your ID quickly. If you don't cooperate, we will kill you even if you are from South City!"
Losing children in West City was a common occurrence, and as veterans in West City, they all knew what was going on. But usually, they didn't even bother to care about the residents of West City, and only blamed them for not taking good care of their children.
So let alone the lost children of people from other cities, they don’t bother to care.
The young boys below were not frightened by their threats, but asked through their masks: "If I don't cooperate, will you really kill people?"
The guards in West City laughed at this: "Boy, this isn't your first time in West City, is it?"
"We in West City are different from those cowards in South City who only talk big." The gunman pointed the gun at him, "We really mean what we say."
The man's beautiful peach blossom eyes stared at them for a moment, then he sighed softly: "Okay."
Everyone laughed out loud, thinking that he was scared and was finally willing to compromise.
Who knew that the next second, when I looked at him again, he had a psychic gun in his hand, which only a sergeant could hold. He pointed the gun at the man who had just laughed at him, and without saying a word, he fired directly.
The power of class crushing penetrated his body and broke through the defense of his spiritual pool, exploding directly in his spiritual pool. The man immediately trembled wildly as if he had been electrocuted, his eyes rolled back, he trembled stupidly for a few times, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Everyone was shocked.
I was shocked that an ordinary resident had a gun.
What was even more unexpected was that the gunman's spiritual power was so strong that it could surpass that of military personnel!
After being startled, they reacted quickly and took out their weapons, wanting to fight back.
Unexpectedly, Xu Qingran was faster than them. With his nimble body and agile movements, he jumped onto the stairs in one go and knocked down the person who was still focusing on his original position with one kick.
The border between West City District 19 and South City District 1 is sparsely populated and very quiet.
At the same time, it is boring, and no one will notice if a fight breaks out, and there is no need to worry about the noise attracting other people's attention.
So Xu Qingran fought with great pleasure and effort.
Just like they said, they would really shoot anyone who dared to disobey them, Xu Qingran really dared to kill anyone. But compared to their enjoyment of standing at the top and controlling other people's lives, he hoped that they would die "unforgettable".
We want them to remember the pain they suffered until they die.
Xu Qingran habitually beat the person to death, without any resistance, and then took the photos from the dead person's hand and asked them one by one: "Have you seen this girl?"
The person being questioned was in great pain at this moment.
From the outside, they looked fine, but only they knew clearly that their bones, muscles, and internal organs had all been shattered and injured by Xu Qingran's mental power.
Xu Qingran asked everyone one by one, but no one could answer his question.
Therefore, the wailing sounds on the ground became less and less.
Until finally, only the arrogant little fat man was left.
He looked at the bodies of his companions, turned in panic and crawled to the other side of the pass.
With blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, he was still trying to shout: "Help... Help, someone come and help me...!"
Control room!
There is a communicator there that can contact other branch stations. Even if I have to die, I can't let this person leave West City alive!
However, he was a fat man, injured, and his legs had completely lost the ability to move. How could he match Xu Qingran's speed
I had just crawled a short distance when the pair of luxurious military boots embroidered with silver pterosaurs appeared in my sight.
Only when he looked at it from such a close distance did he realize that the material of these boots was actually somewhat different from theirs. This pair in front of him was obviously much more expensive and exquisite than theirs.
I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but the place where the fat man was stopped happened to have the corpse of the bird he had just killed lying next to it.
He looked up following the boots in front of him and met those deep amber eyes.
There was a faint smile in it.
The fat soldier had already memorized the sentence Xu Qingran asked.
In fact, when they were guarding the checkpoint today, they encountered a car from West City returning from South City. The driver was a holy envoy from a temple in District 19. Because the other party had a very good relationship with the military, they followed the usual practice and let him go without much questioning. If he was talking about people related to the child's disappearance, he could only think of them.
He was so afraid of death that he was about to provide Xu Qingran with the key information when he asked the question.
But he didn't expect Xu Qingran to not repeat the question when facing him. Instead, he looked tired of asking and just said in a lazy tone: "Oh, so you have a preferred way to die?"
His eyes curved and he smiled like a devil in angel's skin: "I can satisfy you."
"wait… "
The little fat man had just opened his mouth when a loud noise from the checkpoint interrupted his words.
It rang several times like that until the person lying on the ground died.
Xu Qingran lowered his head to look at the photo in his hand and murmured, "Forget it, I'll do it myself."
After folding the paper and putting it back in his pocket, his eyes fell on the bird that had died tragically.
The wind coming in from outside the pass caused its feathers to flutter slightly.
He picked it up with one hand and took it to a tree outside the pass and buried it.
Xu Qingran squatted there, staring at the pile of earth motionlessly for a minute.
Then he picked up a small stone, placed it on the newly turned pile of earth, smiled and said, "Be more careful in your next life."
He then got up and returned to the dead silent border station, and drove his SUV into District 19 of West City.
It is broad daylight now, but Xu Qingran feels as if he has driven into South City at night.
There were almost no living people walking around in the places we passed through.
He drove on the city roads and slowed down. Most of the houses were occupied, but they were all very quiet and alert. When they saw his car passing by and met his eyes, they would pull the curtains expressionlessly.
The buildings in West City are not much different from those in South City.
If I have to say something, it is that the style is slightly different and more Western.
Xu Qingran wandered around District 19 from day till night but couldn't find anyone to ask about the situation.
Finally we stopped in front of a noisy bar.
The night in District 19 of Xicheng is a little more lively than the day.
Because it is adjacent to the most heavily guarded South City Districts 1 and 2, and the other West City areas surrounding it are all residential areas, this is a 'pure land' where there are not even many Type IV demons.
At night, all the bad boys, street bullies, and people who don't look like they are doing serious work who sleep during the day all come out to move around.
Gathered in a place that looks like a western bar.
Xu Qingran pushed the door open and found a few military guards inside who looked like they had just finished work.
Gather around a table and enjoy a drink.
The bar owners are an older couple, who appear to be around fifty years old.
He walked to the bar, ordered a drink, took out a photo of Ma Biao's daughter and asked, "Have you seen this girl?"
Then he changed his questioning method: "Perhaps I should ask, do you know any place or person who would kidnap a child like this?"
When the couple heard his question, their expressions froze for a moment.
In addition to panic, there is also fear, as if the thought of something makes them feel afraid.
“No, sorry sir, we have too many cases of children being kidnapped here, and we don’t know what information we should provide you at the moment.” Apart from clearing out the demons in the disaster area and preventing the reduction of living space, the West City’s military guards basically did not take care of anything else.
So even if the residents knew something, they wouldn't know where to start.
Xu Qingran did not make things difficult for them and asked the guests at other tables in the bar again.
Fortunately, most of the guests who came tonight were good-tempered and no one took the initiative to provoke him, so the couple didn't know that they were lucky to have saved the bar property.
Among the people Xu Qingran questioned, some gave him sympathetic looks after he asked them, but everyone's answer was unanimous: they didn't know.
The last person to be asked was the drunken soldier at that table.
They were just getting up to leave.
"Huh? Kid?"
"We are all single, what should we do if we don't have a child for you?"
"Hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter. You actually asked us to have a child. Are you an idiot?"
Several people's faces turned red and they walked out while laughing.
Only the boy among them who was relatively sober and had darker skin, turned back to look at Xu Qingran who was staring at the photo thoughtfully before following them out of the bar.
After asking, Xu Qingran didn't get any answer, so he left without drinking the drink he ordered.
When walking back towards the car, I could still see a few drunk soldiers at the other end of the street, their backs swaying with their arms around each other's shoulders.
Xu Qingran thought of their attitude just now, and his fists suddenly felt itchy.
Just when I was thinking about whether I should go over and throw a few punches to vent my anger, I suddenly felt another breath approaching.
When I turned around, I saw a boy with dark skin, also wearing the Silver Dragon military uniform.
He doesn't look very old, but it's hard to say exactly how old he is.
The boy seemed to be a mute. He made several gestures to him and then gestured in a certain direction of the town.
Xu Qingran was silent for a moment, then took out a photo of Ma Biao's youngest daughter and asked him, "Do you know where she is?"
The boy's eyes lit up slightly, but he immediately thought of something and became a little timid, and only dared to nod slightly at him.
"Okay, then take me there." Xu Qingran said calmly, "I'll kill you if I don't find the person."
The boy seemed to understand what he said and stood there in a daze for several seconds. Just as he was hesitating whether to change his mind and run away, he was forcibly taken into the car.
He could only direct Xu Qingran all the way until they came to a house that looked nothing special.
Xu Qingran raised his eyes and scanned the exterior of the house, then glanced at him.
He waved to Xu Qingran, led him to the edge of the house, took out one of the loose bricks, and pointed inside.
For some reason, the little mute looked extremely frightened.
Xu Qingran glanced into the house.
Oh no.
The design of the house is similar to that of a church.
He saw a group of people lighting a bunch of candles, drawing strange patterns on the floor, and performing some strange rituals around a young woman. A man in a sacrificial robe was holding a knife and scratching the woman's white arms.
Holding the bowl, he began to collect blood.
Among this group of psychopaths, there is even a soldier wearing a Silver Dragon military uniform.
The little mute nervously grabbed the bricks and looked around, afraid that they would be discovered.
When he looked in front of the light-transmitting hole again, Xu Qingran, who was originally peeking there, had disappeared.
Little mute: “?!”
After searching frantically, I found that the masked man actually walked directly to the door and kicked the locked door open.
The ceremony in the house was interrupted, and everyone was filled with chaotic exclamations and curses.
He also heard many people pulling out guns and weapons.
The little mute dropped the brick and covered his eyes in fear.
It's over, it's over. Why is this guy so impulsive? ! How can you just rush in to save someone? Don't you have to make a plan first? Those people are all armed. If he goes in alone, won't he be shot to pieces? !
Sure enough, a burst of gunfire was heard in the house the next second.
Bang, bang, bang. In his imagination, Xu Qingran who went in was gone.
He held his head for a long time outside.
Until he realized that after Xu Qingran's "death", the house became eerily quiet, and only the faint cry of the frightened girl could be heard.
The little mute then walked carefully to the front of the house and stuck half of his head out to look inside.
Then I was shocked by the corpses in the room.
In the corner of the lobby, a large square board leading to the basement had been lifted up.
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After Xu Qingran killed all the strange people, he walked around and found the hollow floor.
When I opened it, I saw steps leading to the basement.
After coming down, we walked deeper and soon arrived at a space.
There were three children squatting inside, and a skinny old man with shoulder-length white hair and a vicissitudes of life. They were all shackled with strong iron chains and could not move too far.
When they saw him come in, they looked timid, obviously thinking he was one of the bad guys.
There were a few dim lights on in the secret room.
After Xu Qingran scanned them, his eyes finally locked on the girl with two pigtails squatting in the corner.
Then he said to her: "Little Jasmine?"
The girl, who was originally frightened, suddenly heard the familiar nickname and looked at him with bright eyes.
He also asked, “How do you know my name?”
Xu Qingran's eyes curved slightly: "Because I was sent by your father to save you."
As soon as he said this, not only little Jasmine, but also the other two children and the thin old man raised their heads and looked at him.
His eyes looked like he was looking at a savior.
Xu Qingran first used the mental gun to break the chains on their bodies.
Then he took out a knife and used his mental power to cut the sturdy handcuffs and chains, allowing their hands and feet to move freely again.
The old man urged: "Child, did you come to rescue us secretly while they were away?"
"Then let's leave quickly before they come back. It would be bad if we are discovered!" They are all old, weak and young, and they can't do anything. He doesn't want to become a burden to their savior if something unexpected happens.
Xu Qingran replied: "No, I came down while they were all here."
"Don't worry, those upstairs are all dead."
Old man: “…”
Generally speaking, cult members have little interest in old people, especially old men.
However, when they were capturing the other two children, they happened to meet this old man who was eager to help. In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan, they captured him as well.
Just as Xu Qingran was about to lead them away, a beast-like roar suddenly came from deep in the secret room.
It sounds like there's more than one.
He paused, and heard the old man beside him sigh: "Poor white dog, fighting with those cats again."
There is also a narrow passage next to the secret room leading to another space.
According to the old man, there seemed to be a rare white dog locked up inside, and the church people didn't know whether they wanted to train it or tame its wildness, so they threw more than a dozen cats in to fight with the already injured dog.
Xu Qingran didn't take it seriously at first.
I thought, if a dog and a cat fight, there shouldn't be much to show for it, right
Until he walked in out of curiosity to take a look.
Only then did I realize that the cat mentioned by the old man—
It was a cat as big and ferocious as the giant Northeast tiger in his impression, with teeth and claws as sharp as those of the tiger.
And what he called the white dog—
It was a dog that looked very similar to the wolf in his memory, and was even one or two times bigger than an ordinary wolf.
Xu Qingran admitted it.
At this moment, he was really stunned.
Those animals were isolated in "cages" as spacious as a prison cell, with special metal fences.
When he came in, he happened to see the "white dog" pounce on the Northeastern cat. The sharp claws with a glimmer of spiritual power pierced the cat's skin fiercely, leaving deep scars on its already scarred body.
The big cat tried to bite back but failed as the white dog dodged it.
Then the white dog turned around and opened its mouth to bite its neck. In the enclosed space, one could hear the sound of its neck bones being bitten.
Before this, there were already more than a dozen large cat bodies lying in the corner.
When the white dog bared its teeth and bit the target's vitals, it happened to be facing sideways towards them, so its cold eye glanced at the people outside the prison.
Xu Qingran was stunned.
Its eyes are blue, a little lighter than Shen Tingyu's deep blue, but just as beautiful as Shen Tingyu's.
He heard the old man's voice, as old as a dead tree, saying, "The white dog... they must have caught it from the North City."
"This is a wolfhound that can only be found in the North City area. The white one is especially rare. There may only be one in the entire mountain of dogs."
"So the white dog is also the belief of the people in the North City."
(End of this chapter)