Chapter 32: Taoist Juechen, seeing God is not bad

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"hehe."

An Qisheng smiled, hung up the phone, and Shi Shiran walked towards the second floor.

The experiment in the dream may not affect reality, but he already has an understanding of Ruan Xiuping. This person is always in a state of fear, sensitive and suspicious.

The more he didn't say anything, the more frightened he became and he didn't dare to run away.

Sure enough, in the control room on the second floor, Ruan Xiuping looked at the hooded man who came slowly and unhurriedly, sitting with a gloomy expression and not daring to move.

Who is this?

Are there any accomplices out there?

How many people are ambushing you at the end of the secret passage?

While Ruan Xiuping was thinking about it, An Qisheng slowly opened the door and walked in, sitting opposite him casually.

It's like meeting old friends and saying hello without any hostility:

"Ruan Xiuping, a Yue nationality, has been lurking in Daxuan for twenty years. He initially engaged in the business of selling human organs. Later, he got involved with the Fusang people and became an intelligence dealer..."

"who are you?"

Ruan Xiuping's body was tense and highly tense.

"You still don't know who I am? It seems that your intelligence collection is very poor!"

An Qisheng tapped his fingers on the table, seemingly casually, but in fact they were loose on the outside and tight on the inside.

He was sitting imaginarily, but not actually next to the chair. He was squatting like a horse, tapping the table with one hand and holding the edge of the table with the other hand, always ready to explode.

"Are you a law enforcement warrior? Or a special force?"

Ruan Xiuping's chest rose and fell, and his palms slowly stretched down.

"You still want to struggle?"

An Qisheng raised his eyelids and said calmly:

"Do you think the pistol in the secret compartment of the third drawer on your left is enough for you to escape?"

"you!"

Ruan Xiuping finally couldn't help it. He opened the drawer with a "clatter" and was about to get the gun.

boom!

An Qisheng, who had been waiting for this moment for a long time, suddenly stamped his feet and lifted himself from the ground. The palm holding the lower edge of the table suddenly rose up, knocking the table over to the ground.

Bang~

The files and computers on the table fell to the floor.

At the same time, he tapped his five fingers on the table and poked forward, hitting Ruan Xiuping's throat like a tiger pouncing on food.

One foot steps on, one hand supports, and one hand moves in. It is the three-point hand of Baji welcoming the door.

"ah!"

Ruan Xiuping was hit by the table and staggered. Before he could stand still, he felt his throat felt itchy.

Seeing An Qisheng's fierce approach, he couldn't help but lower his waist, bow, and pass his hands through the flying documents. His fingers seemed to be open and wide, like a chicken pecking at rice, and he grabbed An Qisheng's lower back.

"Ah!"

Looking at the scene he had seen many times in his dreams, An Qisheng couldn't help but smile.

He raised and bent his outstretched arm, then suddenly dropped his elbow, hitting Ruan Xiuping hard on the back of his neck.

Baji elbow is like a spear,

This heavy elbow move from top to bottom is like an ancient military general riding a big horse who shoots from top to bottom to kill small soldiers.

Just hearing a "click", the back of Ruan Xiuping's neck was broken!

“Hoo~~~”

As soon as Ruan Xiuping's hand touched An Qisheng's clothes, he hit the ground with a thud. The broken back of his neck was folded in half, and his head, which was only connected to the flesh, was thrown on his back like a ball.

His bloodshot eyeballs stared at An Qisheng, refusing to close his eyes.

"call!"

It wasn't until Ruan Xiuping was completely dead that An Qisheng slowly let out a breath.

The technical killing method only involves three moves and two moves, but only he knows the dangers involved.

Ruan Xiuping is a felon who escaped from the Yue Kingdom. His marksmanship is very good. Fortunately, his kung fu is only average. Although he has bright energy, he is not his opponent.

He was killed on the spot in just two moves, either intentionally or not.

boom!

An Qisheng lifted the table and took out a pistol hidden by Ruan Xiuping from the drawer.

"Unfortunately, it's of no use to me."

An Qisheng played with two guns. He had been in Wang Anfeng's dream, so he knew how to play with guns.

It's just that in Daxuan, it's difficult to move forward with a gun, but it's not as convenient as fists.

An Qisheng put down the gun and did a hasty search. After finding nothing, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Done?"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Zhixuan's voice was a little hoarse.

"You are hurt?"

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

"There is a senior brother in Shanzhuang who is a master. It took a lot of effort to kill him."

Wang Zhixuan took a deep breath and said calmly:

"The line behind Ruan Xiuping is related to several foreign forces. Don't stay too long. I will handle the rest."

An Qisheng agreed and hung up the phone and tidied up a bit.

Afterwards, he came to the front desk, knocked the frightened little girl unconscious slightly apologetically, deleted all the surveillance information about himself, and then walked out of the B&B.

At this time, the moon was full in the sky, and the bright moonlight covered the earth.

An Qisheng turned around and glanced at the B&B, then hurriedly walked into the moonlight and returned to the hotel.

"You have murderous intent."

In An Qisheng's room, Feng Mingtao squinted his eyes slightly and noticed something was wrong.

This is a very subtle feeling. Others may not be able to detect it, but Feng Mingtao feels it keenly.

"I was lucky enough to see a fugitive on the wanted list."

An Qisheng said lightly, walked into the bathroom, and started taking a shower.

"So lucky?"

Feng Mingtao raised his eyebrows.

He wandered back and forth for a long time without getting anything. This kid actually got something after going out for a short time?

After washing up, An Qisheng walked out of the bathroom, his breath calming down.

Except for true murderers, no one feels good after killing someone.

The feeling of killing life is far from wonderful for An Qisheng, who has experienced the countdown to life.

"This time in Wudang Mountain, we are afraid that our visit was in vain."

Feng Mingtao sighed.

"What's wrong?"

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

"Do you know who the person who took over the task of killing Mu Longcheng is?"

Feng Mingtao glanced at An Qisheng and said directly without showing off:

"It's Mr. Xiaogu."

"Gu Changsheng wants to kill Mu Longcheng?"

An Qisheng was shocked.

He had seen Gu Changsheng attack in the martial arts hall. Three great masters of strength were beaten to death easily by Gu Changsheng. He was suspected to have already sat on top of him.

But who are the people in Mulongcheng?

In the Dan realm, there were many who died under his hands in the past thirty years. Gang Jin killed one of them with one against two, and another was seriously injured and locked up for decades.

Even if Gu Changsheng holds the elixir and sits on the throne, he will not be his opponent.

"In the evening, around the time you went out, Mr. Xiao Gu stood up, spoke to Mu Longcheng, and made a three-year agreement."

A look of admiration appeared on Feng Mingtao's face, but also a bit regretful:

"Mu Longcheng's goals for coming to Daxuan have all been received by Mr. Xiao Gu at the martial arts center. Although Mu Longcheng came to Daxuan, he may not come to Wudang Mountain."

"Then the boxers on Wudang Mountain won't leave, right? They've come here, so it would be a pity to disperse like this."

An Qisheng didn't care whether Mu Longcheng would come, he only cared whether the masters gathered in Wudang Mountain would disperse.

"It's unlikely that they will disperse. There are many masters coming to Wudang Mountain this time. Master Juechen of the Wudang Sect has already left seclusion. I guess most of them will visit his old man tomorrow."

Feng Mingtao stretched as he spoke:

"Go to bed early today, and let's visit Taoist Master Juechen together tomorrow! I have never seen a great master in the realm of immortality in my life."