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Chapter three hundred and forty-eight

Speaker Baker respectfully took out a crystal compass from the space ring and handed it to Mu Feng and said, "Master, this is the crystal compass. As long as the power of elements is used to activate the small magic array in the compass, the teleportation array can be activated."

"As long as you have the place you want to teleport, you can teleport over."

Mu Feng took the compass and smiled and said, "It's quite convenient."

Speaker Baker said in a trembling voice: "This is the 12 Titans that have plundered the resources of the world and built this large magic teleportation array."

Mu Feng instilled a trace of spiritual energy into the crystal compass, and soon, the crystal compass burst out with dazzling white light.

The spiritual energy and elemental power are both part of the energy of heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy can completely replace the power of elemental power.

Mu Feng put the crystal compass into the Qiankun bag and looked at Speaker Baker and said, "Where is Francis' daughter now?"

Speaker Baker said tremblingly: "We have not used any means to her when locked in the royal family."

Speaking of this, Speaker Baker was secretly grateful that as the pride of the gods, he saved his life in disguise. If he used the magic of controlling souls on Lucia, he would probably not be able to stand here.

"Send her to Haizhou Province, China immediately." Mu Feng ordered.

"Yes!" Speaker Baker bowed again and gave a wink at the Golden Cross Knight next to him.

The Golden Cross Knight nodded quickly and left the hall through the teleportation array.

At this time, in a bar in the northern Frankish city of Bordeaux, a Chinese young man in his thirties blocked the door to the basement. Next to him, there were more than a dozen Asian young men holding sticks.

Opposite the Chinese youth, there are a group of members of the city patrol team. The person in charge is a middle-aged white man in his forties.

This middle-aged white man is Keith, the squadron leader of the City Patrol Brigade in Bordeaux, and has a great reputation in the Bordeaux underworld.

Although Bordeaux is just a small city in Frank, it is also a mixture of fish and dragons.

Bordeaux was once the leader of a white Frankish gang in his early years. Later, he spent money to manage connections and got the position of captain of a patrol brigade, and instantly became famous in Bordeaux.

All entertainment venues in Bordeaux will be given more or less a considerable amount of protection fees to Keith.

In Bordeaux, Keith exists like a godfather.

Keith looked at the Chinese

The young man, playing with the M1935S pistol in his hand, said with a smile: "My dear Liu Heng, you are violently resisting the law. Even if I shoot you, you will be in vain. Do you understand?"

The young Chinese man named Liu Heng. He came to the city with his parents from China sixteen years ago to settle down. A few years ago, he joined the Frank Hongmen. Later, because he offended Tang De, he had to leave the Hongmen and opened a bar to make a living.

Because he is righteous and has a prestige in the Chinese circle in Bordeaux, local Chinese youth spontaneously regarded Liu Heng as the leader.

Keith raised his pistol, knocked Liu Heng's head with the gun, and sneered: "Just open the basement door and let us see, don't we leave?"

"You have a saying in China that there is no silver here. Could it be that there is something strange about your basement?"

Liu Heng said in a deep voice: "If you don't show the search warrant, you won't want to go in."

Keith laughed and said, "I want a search warrant, but that's not a matter of one sentence? What do you think is the point?"

"Or, you really hide the prisoner that the royal family called for?"

Keith's eyes brightened as he said this.

If he searched the two prisoners the royal family called for, then he would have reached the peak of his life.

Keith pressed the gun against Liu Heng's forehead and laughed: "My old friend, don't stop my future."

Liu Heng's face was extremely difficult to see. All the Asian young men beside him were eager to stare at Keith. Everyone had a dagger that was only about a foot long in their hands.

The posture of both sides has reached a point of tension.

"Liu Heng, are you really planning to make the blood flow here?" Keith grinned.

Although there are many people on Liu Heng's side, Keith's seven or eight men had guns in hand, and the gap between the two sides was obvious.

Liu Heng's heart is now extremely entangled. In the basement, there are indeed two people who are looking for in the basic idea.

These two people are not only Keith is looking for, but most people in Europe are looking for them.

Liu Heng is a genuine Chinese martial arts fan. Liu Heng admires Mo Mingtang, who has been in Europe for nearly two months, from the bottom of his heart.

Just thinking about the Europeans' look of begging for surrender at Mo Mingtang's feet, Liu Heng was extremely excited.

By the way, the injured Mo Mingtang took the last trace of true energy with him

Hao Qiushui escaped to Bordeaux and met Liu Heng, who happened to be doing business outside.

Due to fate, Liu Heng met the idol he admired the most.

Facing Mo Mingtang who was seriously injured, Liu Heng protected Mo Mingtang without hesitation.

A few days later, news of the pursuit of Mo Mingtang and Hao Qiushui spread throughout Europe.

Fortunately, the city of Bordeaux is remote, and the Frankish Republic claims human rights, and there is no surveillance camera in the city.

Although this increases the difficulty of searching, it also greatly reduces the chance of Mo Mingtang being discovered.

Liu Heng's basement is built according to the specifications of the underground villa, with three bedrooms and one living room layout, and all facilities are available.

In the past half a month, Mo Mingtang and Hao Qiushui have been staying in the basement to heal their wounds and have never left here for a single step.

Liu Heng was very surprised, where did Keith get this news, and conclude that he had hidden a wanted criminal from the royal family.

No one knew about this except him.

"I'll give you thirty seconds to consider. If you're still obsessed with it, I'll arrest you for hindering law enforcement." Keith laughed.

As Keith slowly counted down, Liu Heng's heart also rose to his throat. This incident was a dead end for him. If he opened the door, he died. If he didn't open the door, he would die.

Thinking of this, a trace of murderous intent surged in Liu Heng's eyes.

Since we are dead at all times, it is better to let these people be buried with us.

Liu Heng let out a long sigh and said, "I can open the door, but I have a premise."

"Say." Keith has concluded that this meeting will be rewarding.

Liu Heng said in a deep voice: "This matter has nothing to do with me and other brothers, please let them leave."

"No problem." Keith wanted Liu Heng's men to leave. Although he was holding a pistol, it was hard to guarantee whether anyone would throw a knife at him.

"Brother, we won't leave."

"Brother, just fight with them."

All these Asian young people roared.

"Leave it all! This is an order! This is not something you can involve!" Liu Heng said angrily with a blue face.

Seeing Liu Heng angry, these Asian young men were reluctant, but they could only leave the bar obediently despite being reluctant.
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