Yang Qi bypassed the armed forces sent by Naichai to investigate, and made a detour before carefully returning to the hotel.
Whoosh~
Yang Qi jumped down from the roof, and the next moment, he entered his room.
"Huh?" Yang Qi was stunned when he saw the people in the room. Shen Yuxuan, Huang Shi and even Zhou Hai were all in the room at this time.
The moment Yang Qi jumped into the room, Zhou Hai and others reacted. They just pulled out their pistols and saw Yang Qi.
"Yang Qi." Zhou Hai couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the person coming.
As soon as these words were spoken, Shen Yuxuan and others looked over immediately.
At this time, Yang Qi's face was pale, and the right half of his body was almost completely stained with blood, and his right arm was a bloody mess. Even the former elite soldiers were a little bit unbelievable when they saw Yang Qi in this state. With such injuries, he could actually escape back alone.
"Yang Qi." Shen Yuxuan's eyes turned red and she threw herself into Yang Qi's arms.
Seeing this scene, Xu Jiajia and others on the side couldn't help but look away.
hiss~
At this moment, Yang Qi suddenly gasped. The right half of his body was already seriously injured, and Shen Yuxuan's collision happened to hit his wound.
Hearing Yang Qi's cry of pain, Shen Yuxuan's pretty face turned red and she quickly let go of Yang Qi.
"Yang Qi, your injury..." Looking at Yang Qi's appearance, Shen Yuxuan couldn't help but speak.
"I'm fine, just some minor injuries, I'll be fine after a few days of rest." Yang Qi shook his head slightly. Although he looked miserable, it was actually just because he had consumed too much energy and vitality. None of these injuries were serious, otherwise he would not have survived.
"Is this just a minor injury?" Xu Jiajia, who was standing by, said in disbelief.
Yang Qi was almost covered in blood. Such injuries were considered minor, and broken hands and feet were probably not considered serious injuries.
Hearing this, Yang Qi just smiled slightly. These injuries were indeed just minor injuries for him. After all, a martial artist who has reached the Hua Jin level can control muscles and blood. This injury is not in the vital parts, so naturally there is no big deal.
Seeing Yang Qi coming back, Shen Yuxuan quickly asked the bodyguard to buy medicine. After all, Yang Qi's injuries looked very serious, and it was inconvenient for him to go to the hospital. As long as Yang Qi went to the hospital, someone would probably notify Naichai immediately. Although she didn't know who was against Yang Qi this time, Shen Yuxuan planned to conceal it for Yang Qi.
Yang Qi simply cleaned the wounds on his body and rested in the room. After the battle, he was exhausted.
Just when Yang Qi had just taken a break, a middle-aged man came into the forest under the protection of several bodyguards.
"Master Naichai, these are the enemies." A burly man said, pointing at the corpses on the ground.
There were more than ten bodies on the ground. Most of them were killed by steel balls, a few were killed by grenades, and the other one was only shot in the legs and still died.
"So many people sneaked into Songpa Town, and no one noticed..." Naichai said with a gloomy face, looking at the corpses on the ground.
Songpa Town was built by the Naichai family and other jade mine owners. In this town, the jade mine owners are the local tyrants. Even the Burmese government has to give them face. But right under their noses, more than a dozen armed forces sneaked in, even with grenades. If they suddenly attacked them, could they resist
"Don't worry, young master. I have already sent people to watch over the patrolling guards in this direction. Such things will definitely not happen again." The burly man said seriously.
The situation in Myanmar is already in chaos, and other armed forces have infiltrated its own territory. Anyone would be furious, and Naichai is no exception. Someone must be held accountable for this matter.
"Were these people killed by steel balls?" Naichai looked at the burly man and said slowly.
"Basically, but we didn't find any fatal wounds on his body, but he is dead too." The burly man pointed at Bakun's body on the ground.
Originally, there were no wounds on the monkey's body, but it had been torn into pieces by the grenade. It was the one who died the most miserably among all the people.
Upon hearing this, Naichai squatted down and examined Bakun's body.
"Internal energy cuts off the heart meridian?" Naicai raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Steel balls killed people, and internal energy broke their heart meridians. It was obviously done by one person. One person was able to escape from the ambush of so many people. This person's strength might have reached the legendary level of transformation.
"A martial artist at the Hua Jin level." Naichai's expression became serious.
Although personal force is no longer so important in modern society, the prerequisite is to always be on guard with hot weapons. If we only talk about assassinations, warriors are even more terrifying than in ancient times.
"Deal with the bodies of these people, and also find out for me the origins of this person." Naichai's eyes fell on Bakun.
"Yes, sir." The burly man nodded.
Naichai left the woods and, escorted by several bodyguards, left Songpa Town and headed for a huge manor dozens of miles away.
"Little Naichai, why do you suddenly come to me so late at night?" An old man in his fifties dressed in plain clothes looked at Naichai and spoke slowly.
"Grandpa, something happened in Songpa Town tonight, and I suspect that a Hua Jin warrior is involved." Naichai said.
Grandpa, this old man in his fifties is actually Naichai’s grandfather. You know, Naichai is only in his thirties. Even if this old man is Naichai’s father, he is considered young. I didn’t expect that he is actually Naichai’s grandfather.
"A martial artist of Hua Jin?" A gleam of light flashed in the old man's eyes when he heard this.
As a Hua Jin warrior, he naturally understood how difficult it was to reach the Hua Jin level. It took him sixty years of hard practice to reach the Hua Jin level. This was because he was talented enough, otherwise he would not have been able to reach the Hua Jin level.
"A martial artist who has reached the state of Hua Jin can control his own muscles, blood, breathing, and heartbeat. Such people are extremely terrifying. Try not to offend them." The old man pondered for a moment before speaking.
Naichai nodded slightly. He was very clear about the power of Huajin warriors. More than ten years ago, he had seen an old man kill more than a dozen strong men with weapons. Especially tonight, more than a dozen gunmen with submachine guns failed to stop the Huajin warrior. The terrifying power of Huajin warriors can be seen from this.
"If possible, try to find out the other party's identity. It has been nearly 20 years since I entered the Hua Jin realm, but I still haven't reached the realm that Master Dao mentioned." The old man sighed, "Don't cause the other party to be disgusted."
"I understand." Naichai nodded. People only know that the head of the Naichai family is a jade mine owner in Myanmar, but they don't know that the head of the Naichai family is also a martial arts family. However, the practice of the head of the Naichai family is not the martial arts of the Chinese martial arts, but the yoga inherited from ancient India. (To be continued)