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"I just want to find the Quicksand Organization and figure out the origin of the Phantom Star. Why do you have to fight with me!" Ling Qi felt helpless.

He couldn't help but imagine that if he walked out of the thunder and lightning fire wearing a golden mask and holding a golden cane, and exchanged the secrets of the gods, would the Quicksand Organization take the initiative to reveal the origin of the Phantom Star, and even send more Phantom Stars? star?

Ling Qi quickly gave up this idea. Thinking about it from another perspective, if a god-level immortal promised to help him become a god if he provided a life crystal, he would never show up. That would be almost like asking for death.

Shenjue scanned the city and saw that the old man sent by Huo Ziyu was talking on the phone. Ling Qi locked on him and monitored the content of his call.

"It is certain that he is Huo Ziyong. Ling Shufang came to see him in person, and also brought a woman from a second-rate family, the Yi family, and the woman's parents knew him. It seems that they plan to get married." The old man said

"Did Bad Huo send someone over?"

"...I haven't seen anyone sent by the master yet. Master, how about I take action secretly?"

"No, if the same method fails once, it cannot be used again to prevent being fished. What does that woman from the Yi family look like? How old is she?"

"About eighteen years old, as beautiful as flowers and jade, unparalleled in beauty!"

"Haha, that wild woman must have found this marriage on her own initiative. If I ask my mother and Huo Badian to come forward and request a marriage with her, I believe it will be easy to succeed based on my conditions. It will not only ruin the other party's plan, but also kill a beautiful woman. .”

Huo Ziyu had not yet seen Yixuan, but he already had the idea of ​​snatching her.

The old man mused: "It is unlikely that the master will agree. I have checked the information of this Yi family, and it is quite different from the Huo family. It is not suitable for your identity, young master. It matches the identity of Huo Ziyong's illegitimate son."

"Hmph, then I'll have to go out in person. I'll abandon it when I get tired of it..."

Ling Qi listened to the two plotting how to interfere, and decided to wait for Huo Ziyu to appear and immediately make him disappear forever, which would be considered as revenge for the real Huo Ziyong.

Ling Shufang and the Yi family both checked into a five-star hotel near Ximen. The plan was to stay for one night and return to Xuanyu tomorrow.

Ling Qi and Ye Zi were also taken to the hotel before saying goodbye. Zhong Xin would take them back to Ximen's house. Before leaving, Yixuan secretly said to Ling Qi with lip language: "I won't like you!"

Ling Qi understood her meaning instantly, smiled nonchalantly, waved her hand and returned to the car with Ye Zi.

That night, police surveillance personnel were in place one after another, monitoring Ling Qi around the clock from inside and outside the building. Ling Qi adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards them and continued to scan the city with his spiritual sense.

It lasted until around nine o'clock the next night, when Ling Qi's divine scanning finally yielded results, and he immediately began to tamper with the police surveillance equipment.

Three hundred meters away, the police set up a surveillance point diagonally opposite the balcony on the Dongchuan University campus. The high-precision infrared surveillance equipment suddenly went off for no reason, and the picture was frozen.

In the night, Ling Qi was wrapped in a ball of water vapor, flew out from the balcony, and quickly flew to a rental house in the suburbs.

In the center of the rental area, there is an ancient ancestral hall built by local villagers. A young man wearing a mask is approaching the door of the ancestral hall step by step.

There are no lights in the ancestral hall, and the two people wearing construction site camouflage uniforms look like migrant workers who have no money to stay here, casually settling here with simple coarse cloth luggage bags. One of them is an octogenarian and the other is in his early twenties. They look like grandparents.

As slight footsteps approached, the old and the young looked at each other in the darkness, and both saw the vigilance in each other's eyes. Just by listening to the footsteps, they could tell that the person did not belong to ordinary people.

In the dark night, the open door of the ancestral hall looks eerie, as if it leads to the underworld. The young man wearing the mask was as calm as returning to his own home. He took out a folding mask from his pocket, replaced the mask on his face, and walked into the ancestral hall with firm steps.

Between putting on the mask, what was revealed was a bumpy face, revealing his identity.

Faceless!

"You guys at Kurosawa Camp are really just a bunch of rats, and you can only find such a gloomy place to stay!" He said calmly.

After a period of silence in the darkness, the old man's voice said: "Who are you?"

"A person who almost died in your hands, let's collect some interest today!"

Before he finished speaking, a figure rushed out like a ghost, the dagger in his hand showing the coldness in the darkness, wiping it towards Wu Face's neck.

There was a sneer on Wu Mian's face. Regardless of his movements, the thumb and index finger of his right hand held the dagger accurately and firmly.

With a "chi" sound, three steel needles shot out from the darkness, one shot toward Wu Face's forehead, one toward his heart, and one toward his lower abdomen.

Faceless's left hand moved at a speed beyond the range of the naked eye, connecting three steel needles between his fingers. He threw the steel needle with his backhand and shot it through the old man's body and into the wall behind him.

"Ding"

The special stainless steel dagger in his right hand was pinched off by him at the same time. He held the broken piece between his fingers and drew it across the young man's lateral artery. Immediately, blood spurted out like a fountain.

The two fallen corpses made the ancestral hall look even more eerie. Faceless stood in the darkness, his right hand touching his heart, as if he was performing some strange ritual, sacrificing the soul of the deceased to an unknown existence.

In a grocery store on the ground floor of a rental house two hundred meters away from the ancestral hall, Ling Qi witnessed everything in the ancestral hall with his spiritual consciousness, but he did not stop Wu Mian's behavior. Because the two guys from Kurosawa Camp came to Dongchuan and their targets were Ling Qi, Ye Zi, and even Ling Shufang.

Even if he doesn't take action, he doesn't intend to let the other party continue to live.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a fat belly was kneeling in front of Ling Qi. Even though he looked like he was too fat to walk, in fact, if it weren't for the golden cane pressing on his shoulders, which prevented him from moving, he would have been dead. He ran ten meters to escape.

"Where is Liusha's headquarters?" Ling Qi asked.

It was through hearing the conversation between this guy and Faceless that I learned that he and Faceless were both quicksand people. It was also from the information this guy provided to Faceless that I learned that the target of the two people from the Blackpool Camp was him. .

This guy's intelligence skills seem to be very good.

The obese middle-aged man couldn't help but said: "Inside a large island, entering and exiting from the bottom of the sea through a deep-sea submarine... Poof..."

Before he finished speaking, the fat man spurted out a piece of his tongue mixed with blood.

"..."

Ling Qi was silent as he watched the other party bit off the base of his tongue and vomited blood and died. He had already knocked out one of the opponent's fangs to prevent suicide, but he didn't expect that the opponent would use this trick, which wasted a bottle of truth potion.

"It seems that mantra potion is not omnipotent. It is also useless when you encounter someone who would rather die than keep a secret."

Ling Qi took back his cane and turned to look outside the store. Wu Mian was returning.

However, Wu Mian did not enter the grocery store, but walked straight past the door and left the rental area.

Continue to use the truth potion on him?

Ling Qi thought about it for less than two seconds before rejecting it. There are only two mantra potions left. If Faceless chews his own words, it will be another waste for him.

Will No-Face commit suicide?

This is very possible, as can be seen from the performance of the obese middle-aged people. The Quicksand Organization has more terrible punishment methods than death for betrayers and leakers.

"I don't believe it, you guys haven't shown any clues!"

Ling Qi's consciousness followed Wu Mian all the way and found him staying in the hotel where Ling Shufang and others were staying.

Ling Shufang and the Yi family, who agreed to return to Xuanyu today, have not left yet.