Doomsday cultivation system

"Skinny man, do you see clearly? Is it the group of women?"

Hei Bao, the elder of the Black Tiger Gang, glared in the direction of Xinyue Restaurant. He watched with his own eyes the blood fat man leading more than 20 women into the building.

"Elder Black Panther, you can't be wrong!"

The short and thin young man "licked" and "licked" his lips, recalling the stunning face of the leading woman, and said with certainty, "They are easy to remember, they walk neatly, just like that soldier almost!"

Panther thought for a moment, and this was really the case. [

The group of women always kept a distance intentionally. If two or three of them were together, they would line up in a queue, each with their heads raised and their chests straightened. They were very disciplined.

Even if it is not a soldier, it will be the power of some large organization.

"Hmph, I hope you are not members of the Blood Dragon Alliance, otherwise it will be a little tricky."

A fierce "color" flashed quickly in the eyes of the black panther. He absolutely did not expect that these women who killed the eldest son had something to do with the Blood Dragon League.

"Blood Dragon League! Fatty Tang!"

He said to himself, "New and old hatred combined, you will be removed from the provincial capital soon!"

"Elder Black Panther, do you want to inform the leader now?"

The short and thin young man hated that team of girls in his heart, if it weren't for them, the eldest son would not have died, and in that case, when the eldest son became the leader of the gang, he would be promoted one step higher.

"The guild leader must be notified, but..."

The black panther suddenly stopped talking, and his right hand was like a sharp knife fiercely "piercing" into the short and thin young man's chest. He stared at the short and thin young man's unbelievable eyes indifferently, and said with a ferocious smile, "You Now that there is no value in living, go underground and find the Eldest Young Master to make amends!"

"Black Panther, you..."

The eyes of the short and thin young man almost popped out of their sockets. He regretted not running away when he was outside the city, regretted not secretly picking up his family when he arrived in the provincial capital, regretted...

But everything was over, the short and thin young man clearly felt that his breath of life was getting weaker and weaker, and his body was getting colder and colder.

Snapped.

A slight explosion of flesh and blood resounded in the short and thin young man's body, it was his heart being pinched and burst.

The black panther pulled his palm out of the short and thin young man's chest, wiped off the blood on his body, and disappeared into the street.

The provincial capital, Dongchengmen Military Region.

"report!"

A messenger trotted to Han Junhua's room, saluted and said in a loud voice, "Mr. Han, Commander Guo is here to see you." [

"Mr. Guo? What can he do if he comes to see me now?"

At this moment, Han Junhua was waving a brush as thick as a thumb in his study, and he refused without raising his head, "No see!"

"Haha, Master Han, this attitude of yours is not the way to treat guests!" However, before the messenger turned and left, a hearty laugh came from outside the door.

Seeing that Guo Qingya didn't invite himself in, he unceremoniously pulled up a chair and sat down, looked at Han Junhua who was concentrating on writing brush characters, and said with interest: "I didn't expect Mr. Han to like to practice calligraphy in his spare time." ah!"

"Hehe, I have a lot of free time. How can I pass the time if I don't find something to do!" For Deputy Army Commander Guo Qingya, Han Junhua didn't have the slightest liking for him. He dipped his brush in ink and said casually.

"It seems that Mr. Han doesn't want to be idle?"

Han Junhua's attitude was similar to Guo Qingya's expectation. He pushed Han Junhua repeatedly, so naturally he would not flatter him because of his straightforward surname.

Guo Qingya saw that Han Junhua was concentrating on writing the characters of "Mao", and he still ignored him. He didn't want to dawdle in his heart, so he went straight to the topic and said, "In this afternoon, I Send regiment leader Qian to lead most of the reinforced company to Xinling City to search for my cousin Guo Wenbo..."

At this moment, Guo Qingya saw the brush in Han Junhua's hand stop suddenly.

"Oh, really?"

Han Junhua soon realized his gaffe, so he could only pretend to say, "I have worked with Political Commissar Guo Wenbo for more than half a year, and we have established a deep comrade-in-arms friendship. I have always been very concerned about his disappearance! Head Qian sent back Have you got the information, have you found Commissar Guo Wenbo?"

The last sentence "Have you found the political commissar Guo Wenbo?" is simply nonsense, but Han Junhua heard Li Xinyu say with his own ears that he had already killed Guo Wenbo.

And what Han Junhua is really worried about now is whether Captain Qian will find any traces of Zhang and Li Xinyu after he goes to Xinling City!

"Too much trouble, Mr. Han!"

Guo Qingya has already confirmed that Han Junhua has a certain relationship with the forces in Xinling City, but there is not enough evidence, so he can only continue to say, "Just two hours ago, the two transport planes led by Captain Qian all departed Lost contact!"

Both transport planes lost contact?

Haha, these two boys Zhang and Li Xinyu are so courageous that they dare to actually attack the military!

"Is the online communication machine broken?" Hearing this, Han Junhua was relieved of Xinling City, and the brush in his hand started to dance.

The room suddenly became quiet, only the sound of howling wolves on the brush rubbing against the rice paper.

"I always feel that there is a force hiding in Xinling City! Moreover, this force has already threatened the provincial capital!"

Seeing Han Junhua pretending to be dead again, Guo Qingya suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and said, "Perhaps, the disappearance of my cousin Guo Wenbo has some connection with them. I don't know if Mr. Han noticed anything when he was in Xinling City. Is there anything wrong?"

"After the end of the world, the forces that were originally hidden in the ground have sprung up like mushrooms after rain. The provincial capital is like this, and Xinling City is also like this!" [

Hearing Guo Qingya's test, Han Junhua finally couldn't continue to write carefully with the brush. He put down the brush and wiped his palm with a wet towel beside him and said, "The 317 regiment received the order to shrink the defense line in the provincial capital. After that, there was no time to clear up the gangs in Xinling City. After you said that, I also have some doubts in this regard!"

"That's good! I know that in Xiangnan City, there is no one who knows Xinling City better than Mr. Han!"

Guo Qingya stood up with a smile and said, "In a few days, I plan to lead my troops to wipe out all the gang forces in Xinling City. I will invite Master Han to go with me at that time, but I must not refuse!"

To wipe out any gang forces in Xinling City?

Han Junhua didn't know which song Guo Qingya sang, he sighed in his heart, thinking that Xinling City is probably like an iron barrel now, and the biggest forces are Li Xinyu and Zhang!

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