The most difficult thing to control in this world is actually the human heart. Qin Dao didn't care how these two people came, but it was very clear why they came to Qin Dao.
Qin Dao's sword stopped in front of the young man. He didn't want to kill anyone. Qin Dao remembered what Zhang Qilu said before entering the door, contact less people and focus on his own affairs, but he couldn't leave a mess to this helpless person. of ancestors. Although he doesn't like indiscriminate killing, he will not show mercy if forced to do so.
After struggling for a moment, Qin Dao sighed and put down the sword in his hand and said, "You just said that Huo Yinghong sent you to protect me. Did he tell you that I don't need protection?"
It was a bit embarrassing for the two of them to have their lies exposed on the spot. The young man said first, "Hello, Mr. Qin, we lied. Boss Huo didn't send us here. We came here without permission. Mr. Qin, you are a unique genius. The survival of the country... ..."
Qin Dao interrupted him. It's not that Qin Dao doesn't want to contribute to China. This is not his era and he can't.
"What a genius, I just looked at some account books and pointed out some problems. Okay, don't talk about these righteous things. I'm not interested, and I don't want to kill you. Let's make a gentleman's agreement, and you will pretend that you haven't seen what happened today. How about I let you go?"
"But why is this? Isn't the entire nation completely unimportant to you?"
"It's important, but now I have a choice, you don't."
"But......"
"Don't be a kid. When the nation is about to survive, we do need people like you who are willing to work hard, but we also need people who are engaged in learning and continuing culture. What do you think? Do you have a car?"
"We don't have cars, but these guys have cars. Just park down there."
"Take me to the airport. By the way, can you drive?"
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The dance was about to begin, and Adjutant Gan, with the face of a young marshal, entertained guests on the first floor.
In the study room on the second floor, everyone was preparing. Muzishan had been a little silent these days. The girl's body made him feel something. His whole body was a little strange, and he would tremble from time to time. At the moment he is meditating in the corner and regulating his breath.
Li Xiaoxiao put away the newly maintained pistol, came to Zhang Qilu and asked, "Does he have some disease? Parkinson's disease?"
Zhang Qilu looked at Li Xiaoxiao with extremely strange eyes and asked, "You really want to know."
"Of course, is there anything that can't be said?"
"It's not easy for him to practice this. Have you ever heard of sticky clothes eighteen falls?"
"I've heard of the martial arts of throwing a thousand pounds with four ounces to defeat someone with skill."
"That's just what the outer sect says. When the inner sect has practiced to a high level, he doesn't need to take action at all. With the waist as the center and high-speed vibration, he can quickly send Qi and blood to any part of the body and vibrate any muscle at high speed. It makes people completely unable to grasp it. If you catch him, you can even knock people flying out. What he has practiced is somewhat similar to the internal martial arts of Nianyi Shiba. I heard that this method is also included in the extremely advanced dual cultivation method."
Hearing this, Li Xiaoxiao stopped talking and spat towards Muzishan. Continue to play with her pistol and bullets.
The monk is currently comforting his three disciples. It is really dangerous to go here, and he does not want his three children to join him.
The clock on the wall chimed seven times, and the band downstairs began to play.
Zhang Qilu put on a mask and said, "Let's go."
It was already dark when we arrived at the Forbidden City. plan? Zhang Qilu and others discussed for a long time, and they unanimously decided not to make a plan. Almost all the people from all forces were staring at the Forbidden City. The best plan is to do it quickly.
Zhang Qilu, wearing a black outfit, came alone outside the Donghua Gate city wall. He was waiting for a signal from Muzishan.
Mu Wanwan, who was outside the Xihua Gate, was wearing an eye-catching yellow short-sleeved top with a lower neckline. It looked like a current short-sleeved T-shirt. Wearing a pair of sports short culottes underneath, her good figure can be seen at a glance. Although she was wearing a mask and couldn't see her face clearly at the moment, she still attracted the attention of countless people. Everyone's attention was on Mu Wanwan's long legs and the strange-style backpack she was carrying behind her.
He jumped up easily and climbed over the three-foot-high city wall. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the Ministry of Internal Affairs in front.
In this era of guns, although the living space of cultivators has been greatly reduced, even ten years of cultivation may not be worth a cold shot from a person who has been holding a gun for a few days, but that is only for junior cultivators, as long as they are not dispatched In the army, a few guns cannot be difficult for a true master. With his sensitive six senses, erratic body skills, and strong body, he is not so easy to be hit by a gun.
Suddenly, a large group of people appeared beside the Xihua Gate city wall. Some were wearing Chinese tunic suits, some were wearing suits, and some were wearing short coats. These people were also some masters, and some used iron claws. Soon, the Ministry of Internal Affairs A game of cat and mouse begins, but it is still unclear who is the cat and who is the mouse.
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The monk and Li Xiaoxiao in Taimiao were not as lucky as Muzishan. The moment the monk stepped into the Ancestral Temple, Li Xiaoxiao could only hold the door for him. People were approaching one after another from all around, and the first one to shoot was Li Xiaoxiao. She didn’t have so many moral obsessions. In her world, failure basically meant losing everything, including life. Besides, she couldn't help but want to try out the new toys in her hands.
The m1911 has an effective range of 50 meters. Li Xiaoxiao fired seven shots in a row. The bullets she blessed accurately hit seven people a hundred meters away. The other party did not expect that the people here would choose to shoot so decisively. They immediately drew their guns and prepared. Fighting back, but looking around and not daring to hit Li Xiaoxiao, it was Taimiao who was behind him. Xiaoxiao didn't have so many scruples. She used the Jiutian Xuannv Jue's body technique, and with the blessing of the night, she appeared and disappeared, and the gun was deadly, and she emptied the magazine of the Luger pistol. It didn't take long to fight off the first group of people.
The young monk stepped into the front hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple step by step. Ordinary people may think that this is an ordinary Chinese classical temple, but in Yanhua's eyes it is completely different.
The sixty-eight wooden pillars used to support this huge building, as well as most parts of the beams, are all made of golden nanmu. In ancient China, golden nanmu has always been regarded as the most precious and high-grade building material. It takes at least three hundred years for golden nanmu to become the material of pillars. In the eyes of the young monk, this temple is simply a priceless treasure.
He heard the gunfire outside, knew it was too late, and opened his eyes. At this time, his eyes glowed with a faint golden light.
His clairvoyance is completely different from Taoist Zhang's qi-gazing technique. Zhang Qilu's qi-gazing technique can observe things and people from other levels. The young monk's clairvoyance is still far from being able to see through the essence of things, but through the surface Finding out what's hidden is a piece of cake. It’s just that this Ancestral Temple is too big. He needs time.
The second wave of people outside the Ancestral Temple attacked. Li Xiaoxiao took advantage of the geographical advantage. Still no one could get close to the Ancestral Temple. The strange thing was that the guns had been ringing here for a long time, but at this moment, let alone the army, even the people in Beiping City No security personnel came, which shows that these people at this moment have a lot of background.
They didn't dare to shoot casually, but Li Xiaoxiao couldn't control that much. The pistol felt like a rifle in her hand. Another piece fell on the ground.
Just as Li Xiaoxiao was changing her magazine, two dirty men with sticks suddenly appeared next to her.
Li Xiaoxiao recognized these people as members of the Beggar Clan.
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