Full-time Mage's All-Fire Surrender

Chapter 125 People who have no sense of boundaries are the most annoying

"Hurry up, our people are already dragging them over there. This opportunity should not be wasted!" Du Chong ran like a general, while giving instructions to the team members behind him. He was so anxious that he almost used magic to hurry.

He is the captain of their team and a high-ranking judge.

All the judges who were sent out to search for those Southeast Asians were organized into several teams to act together, and the captain of each team was a high-level elite judge or judge.

Not only that, in view of the danger of those Southeast Asians, among the members of the several teams sent by the trial, none of the judges has a cultivation level lower than the middle level, and all of them are the best among the middle-level mages. .

This is because it is necessary to ensure that the judges have enough manpower to assign tasks in the face of scattered opponents during the tracking process.

At the same time, it can also guarantee the safety of their lives if they are accidentally discovered while following them. With the cooperation of several judges, at least they have enough strength to successfully evacuate under the siege of the enemy.

But this time, because their team was the closest at that time, less than one kilometer away from the commercial street, they were sent by Nighthawk to keep an eye on the whereabouts of those Southeast Asians.

"Understood." x6
Several team members following Du Chong echoed, and their steps became more and more hurried.

In less than 2 minutes, the team arrived at the entrance of the commercial street.

They calmed down the magical aura on their bodies, broke them into pieces, and quickly submerged into the surrounding crowd, looking no different from the passing pedestrians, and walked towards the target location.

But when they arrived at the target location, those Southeast Asians had disappeared, and only Ling Xiuyuan looked at Ai Tutu angrily.

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After Ling Xiuyuan frightened those Southeast Asians, those Southeast Asians saw that Ling Xiuyuan didn't seem to be easy to mess with, and they were afraid that the escalation of the conflict would cause bigger troubles, and it would be bad if the trial really happened.

So they descended the donkey along the slope, turned around and left after saying a harsh word.

After those Southeast Asians left, Mù Nujiao said softly: "Thank you."

Ai Tutu has a different style of painting, with a small nose, and his tone is not polite at all.

"Scumbag, why are you here today? You couldn't have hired those people so that you could perform a heroic rescue to get close to Sister Mu, right? My detective, Ai Tutu, could see through it at a glance!"

Ling Xiuyuan glanced around, a little unsure whether the judges of the trial meeting had arrived.

He hastily replied to Mù Nujiao that it was all right, and turned around to leave.

As for Ai Tutu, he really didn't bother to talk to her.

He planned to follow up by himself first, so that even if the people from the trial meeting hadn't arrived yet, he could still follow up after contacting him.

But as soon as he stepped forward, his wrist was pulled from behind.

"Scumbag, don't try to run away!"

"Say it quickly! Did you follow me and Sister Mu?"

"Those people were hired by you, too, right?"

Ai Tutu's voice was actually quite crisp, but to Ling Xiuyuan at this moment, it was noisy no matter how he heard it.

"Miss, you are thinking too much. I have business to do now, so I don't have time to make trouble with you." Ling Xiuyuan said helplessly.

After finishing speaking, he wanted to pull his hand out of Ai Tutu's palm, but he didn't expect to pull it out after two swipes, but Ai Tutu pulled him even tighter.

Ling Xiuyuan frowned. Ai Tutu's behavior without a sense of boundary was really unlikable, and his tone became impatient.

"Miss, I really have business to do today, and I don't have time to mess around with you, let go!"

However, Ai Tutu seemed to have made some great discovery, and his whole body became excited, and the Mu Nujiaola beside him couldn't hold back.

"Ha! I knew it, you're guilty of being a thief, right?"

"If you really have a business, then tell me what your business is..."

Seeing those Southeast Asians about to disappear around the corner, Ling Xiuyuan frowned.

He didn't dare to reveal his mission, and he couldn't even take out the ID of the trial meeting, otherwise, with Ai Tutu's startled temperament, he would definitely let everyone around know about it.

The most terrible thing is not this. It is clearly stated in the information collected by the Trial Council that there is a phonological mage among the group of Southeast Asians.

Just when the group of Southeast Asians left, Ling Xiuyuan felt some magical breath, and when the group of people walked away, he could also feel that something was checking around.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be the wave generated by the sound system mage who used the first-level third-level magic - Yinxian·Exploration.

The group of Southeast Asians were obviously very vigilant, and they were a little worried about them, and they were still paying attention to their movements.

In other words, if he revealed his identity here, he would definitely be noticed by that group of people.

When performing this kind of tracking task, they generally follow the principle of rather losing than waking up (I would rather lose it than let the other party notice it).

Not only to prevent the impact on subsequent actions, but part of the reason is to prevent the opponent from jumping over the wall in a hurry and releasing large-scale magic in crowded places.

You must know that magic is very lethal to ordinary people. Even intermediate magic can easily kill a large number of ordinary people.

In case the opponent is forced to use magic in the crowd, the number of casualties caused is definitely an astonishing number.

Fortunately, there is no such thing as a road, and the team of judges who heard the news happened to arrive at this time, and Ling Xiuyuan happened to know one of the members. When he went to the trial meeting a few days ago and looked around for the location of Nighthawk's office, Ask that person for directions.

He quickly waved at that person. When the person's attention was attracted to him, he quickly pointed to the direction where the group of people left, and then his gestures began to change continuously.

After reading his gesture, the man nodded in response, and chased towards the intersection where the group of people disappeared.

At this time, Ling Xiuyuan was extremely fortunate. After seeing in the intelligence that there was a phonological mage among the group of people, he rushed to learn the tactical sign language formulated by the Judgment Council, otherwise it would be really difficult to pass the news out.

At this time, the voice from the side made Ling Xiuyuan's originally good mood become depressed again.

"Hey! Are you listening to me at all?"

"What did you gesticulate just now, are you making some secret sign with your accomplices?"

"I warn you, next time you use such a clumsy trick to get close to Sister Mu and your aunt and me, otherwise I will ask my brother to beat you up!"

Ling Xiuyuan looked at Ai Tutu who had been pulling him, his face was full of complacency, and began to think in his heart.

The task of tracking those people has already been taken over by colleagues from the Tribunal, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

The most urgent task now is to teach this stupid woman who almost ruined a major event a profound lesson!

(End of this chapter)