"Unearth the secret in Bailong's mouth as quickly as possible, knowing who his superior is and what his purpose is."
"Don't worry, we are professional."
On the green camouflage rooftop of the secret base, Lin Muyu flew in the air and waved at Li Xiaoyao: "Then I will go back to accompany my family first, and if there is a result, call me directly."
"Go ahead."
Li Xiaoyao looked at the sky with cold eyes, turned and walked straight into the elevator. Although he had understood the ability of flying, he always lived as an ordinary person. He didn't want the people around him to treat himself as a monster.
…
Interrogation room.
Bailong was tied to a chair by a big five flowers, his face was full of hideous scales, and he sputtered all over and said, "You want to interrogate me? Go dreaming, I won't say a word when I die!"
"What's the strength of a person like you?" Xing Lie kicked the table in front of him, drew his pistol and pointed straight at Bai Long's forehead, and said, "Say, where is your mutant? Made it?"
"make?!"
Bai Long couldn't help but sneered: "They are the waiters of the god of death, they are sacred warriors. They are gifts, not made in your mouth. Give up, I won't say anything. Just shoot and give me a happy one. Up."
When the axe stood up, it hit Bailong's cheek with a fist, making his fist hurt. The hardness of the s-class cloak was indeed very strong, and the fist of ordinary people could hardly hurt their breath.
"Fight, if you feel relieved."
Bailong laughed, his posture was very arrogant, and said: "You government eagle dogs are all rubbish, even if you put your time on my body, anyway... the lore plan has already been implemented, and none of you can stop it. At that time... Hahaha, your government will definitely pursue the negligence of these wastes of you, wait and see it, kill me, kill me quickly, you bastard!"
The axe was so angry that he directly drew out the pistol and pushed it into Bailong’s mouth, saying: "Ordinary bullets can’t kill you, but do you know what the result is when the nano bullets are shot from the mouth? Peng... the back of your head will explode, you Want to try it?"
Bai Long struggled quickly, his face was full of anger, and he didn't show any signs of succumbing.
At this moment, Li Xiaoyao pushed in and frowned, "What's wrong, you beat up the prisoner again?"
"Boss!"
Xing Lie and Axe turned around in awe at the same time, Xing Lie smiled faintly: "There was no beating, just proper physical communication."
Li Xiaoyao glanced at Bailong and smiled: "Bailong, I know you are the handle of the Bailonghui, but... your people have been arrested by us, and most of them have been sent to the detention center for a unified trial. The cases they committed in the past have been condemned one by one, what are you still supporting here?"
Bailong's eyes were cold and cold: "Really? So what? They are just some pawns. It is not a pity to die. If there is a kind, you will kill me. You want to dig out of my mouth, but there is no door! "
Li Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Xing Lie said: "Boss, it seems that I still have to invite Sister Wan'er to go, otherwise it will be difficult to dig out the truth."
"No, there is an easier way."
Li Xiaoyao stretched out his hand and held a corgi in the cage beside his feet in his arms, took out the pistol bullet and loaded it with his left hand, pointed the muzzle straight at the Corgi's forehead, and said, "Should you tell me?"
This Corgi is Bailong's pet dog, beloved.
"Count you cruel, I said, you let my Elinda go first!"
"Cut, a male dog with this name, you Bailonghui is really abnormal enough."
Li Xiaoyao put down the dog and said, "Let's say, who is your superior, how many mutations are there, and what are your intentions, plans, and goals?"
Bai Long gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know much, because after my physical examination, I am not very suitable for accepting the gift of the mutant, so my task is to select and send the talents of the White Dragon Club to become the mutant. As for the mutant, The total number of people... I don’t know, there should be at least a thousand, besides... I don’t know their intentions either. I’m just a small downline and I don’t have the authority to know more."
"So... who are they?"
"Who is..." Bai Long said in a daze, "I don't know their names. I only know that since you killed Wang Zecheng, the leader of the Asian colonists... Later, they sent another person to take up this position, as if He is a Vietnamese, his name is not clear, he is cruel, but the white powder he sells is very pure, it feels really..."
"Shut up!"
Li Xiaoyao was a little impatient, and said, "Have you seen how to turn ordinary people into mutants?"
"I saw it once, it was a giant machine, it was not right... Strictly speaking, it was not a machine, but more like a ritual, a ritual that makes people change their heads, and turns ordinary people into gods. We call this a gift, a ritual. People from will become death’s waiters, hahaha..." Bailong's expression turned hideous and pale, and said: "Reaper’s waiters... We are all Death Gods. We do all evil and do everything, hahaha... You can kill those strange things. Change? If you Li Xiaoyao kill a change, we can kill a hundred soldiers. Can you feel this powerless pain?"
Li Xiaoyao's sword eyebrows were furrowed, and 10,000 people in his heart wished to cut off his head with a sword, but still remained calm and said, "Who presided over this gifting ceremony?"
"I don't know. No one has ever seen their true colors. They are people of the gods of death." Bai Long's eyes became awed and said: "They are omnipotent, they are true gods."
"Where is this organization?"
"We were brought in with our faces covered. We were picked up by helicopter. The flight distance was not too far. It should still be within the range of Shanghai, but no one knew where it was."
"Helicopter transfer?!" Li Xiaoyao was a little surprised.
He slowly straightened his body, stunned Bai Long with a light palm, and said, "Temporarily imprison him in the base, and maybe it will be useful later."
"Boss, why did you knock him stunned? Did the interrogation show you anything?"
"about there."
Li Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Order the communications department to check the flight status of low-altitude civilian helicopters in Shanghai. The purpose and belongings of each helicopter are clarified. If someone is so magical, be quick, Bai Long said, what plan they have, we must find out as soon as possible."
"Yes!"
…
In the middle of the night, when Lin Muyu returned to the room, Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi were already asleep. The two good sisters took up the entire bed and left no gap for him. There was no way, he could only put a quilt on the sofa to make do for the night. .
Perhaps because of being too tired, I went to sleep in a blink of an eye, but my spiritual sense was always active. Even in my sleep, I could still sense the divine power of Jumang active around the home. Jumang is an ancient god, probably I slept too much, so I didn’t sleep much. In addition, there were a few very powerful and common breaths, even wandering around the villa with hot weapons. Don’t think about it, these people are well-trained and all It was arranged by Li Xiaoyao. He had already sent people to protect Lin Muyu's family. He was indeed a caring person.
In the early morning of the next day, the warm sunlight fell on the sofa, making it very comfortable to basking on the body.
Lin Muyushang felt a warm and soft body lying on his body while sleeping, and a faint fragrance came, which was Qin Yin's breath.
"Brother Ayu, why are you sleeping here? Don't you wake me and Xiaoxi?" She asked with a chuckle.
"You slept so soundly, so you didn't wake you up."
"Oh."
Lin Muyu sat up, held Qin Yin's soft hands, and asked, "Xiaoyin, are you having a good time here?"
"Of course I am happy."
Qin Yin looked at him with watery eyes, and said softly: "Whether Xiaoxi and I are in the Broken Ding Realm, the God Realm, or the Sixty-Four Realm, there are strong enemies coveting us at any time, so it is rare to sleep comfortably. It’s different here. There is no strong opponent, and there is Jumang and you to protect us, so we can relax and sleep."
"I hope we can live like this in the future."
"Ok!"
Outside the door, Tang Xiaoxi knocked on the door: "Get up, it's breakfast."
"good."
After washing up, I went to dinner. Lin Yan was looking at his mobile phone and Lin Shun was reading the newspaper. Tang Xiaoxi was busy serving everyone with pumpkin porridge and slices of oatmeal bread, which felt like a family.
"Dad, did you sleep well last night?"
"It's not bad."
Lin Shun raised his head and glanced at Lin Muyu, and said, "Xiao Zhi, let's talk after dinner."
"Huh? Oh..."
After eating, Lin Shun lit a cigarette and said, "Go, let's go for a walk on the balcony."
"good… "
…
Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi went to wash the dishes, but Lin Yan glanced in surprise, knowing that his father might have to admonish the younger brother, so he smirked and went to play mobile games on his own.
On the balcony, the early morning autumn breeze swept the fallen leaves rolling on the roof of the wooden paved building. Lin Shun took Lin Muyu all the way to the edge of this large balcony, handed the newspaper back in his hand, and said: "Look for yourself Look at this headline news."
"what?"
Lin Muyu took the newspaper, his eyes swept away and couldn't help but secretly startled. The headline of the news was "Mysterious people help, and the special forces will destroy the gang Bailonghui overnight." The scene of the crowd squatting in the abandoned factory, among them, there was Lin Muyu's figure, and he was holding the radiant Xuanyuan Sword in his hand at that time, which was very dazzling.
"This...who took this?"
"This is an aerial photography, an imaging picture taken by a reporter with his own aircraft, haven't you noticed it?"
"What kind of reporter is this..." Lin Muyu gritted his teeth: "Isn't he afraid of threatening the safety of the families of members of the Special Forces by posting this kind of photos?"
"Hmph, those reporters only care about exposing more eye-catching things, do they care about the lives of others?"
"Dad, I'm sorry." Lin Muyu slowly put away the newspaper.
Lin Shun sat down on the edge of the balcony, took a hard breath of smoke, and said, "Son, sit with dad for a while."
"Ok."
Lin Muyu put a newspaper under his hips. These trousers are expensive, and the money can't be spent in vain.
…
"I know, you have grown up and experienced many things that I don't know, maybe... Dad is just a drag for you now, but..."
Lin Shun said here, with a sullen expression, and said: "I may not be able to protect you anymore, but..."