"Thank you for your hard work." Mo Zhitao shook hands with the special service team leader.

"It's not hard work, this is what we should do. Instead, it's a shame to ask the leader to come over." The special service team leader said embarrassedly. He had sent someone to check it out, Lei Ming was there, and there were many people with level 5 and 6 martial arts.

Mo Zhitao asked, "Do you know how many of them have?"

"There are more than thirty people," said the special service leader.

"More than thirty people?" Mo Zhitao said strangely. "It seems that there were only about ten people at that time. Why did they suddenly have so many more people?"

"They started with about ten people, but then twenty people came." said the special service team leader.

Mo Zhitao understood that Lei Ming probably saw that there were too few people, so he asked the Qingcheng Sect disciples to come and meet. Qingcheng Sect has been established for so many years and has a very strong foundation. It is said that there are hundreds of disciples under his sect, not even counting them outside.

"Does your special service team have disciples from Qingcheng Sect?" Mo Zhitao asked worriedly. He heard Zhang Fei say that many of the members of the special service team are disciples from major sects. Mo Zhitao is afraid that there will be disciples from Qingcheng Sect in Yuanqing City, and it will be bad if the news is leaked.

"No, please don't worry, the leader." said the special service team leader.

Mo Zhitao said: "Okay, let's go in and look for that Xiaoying first. If we find it, we will send a signal. If we don't find it, we will come back quietly and not disturb them."

"That's good." The special service team leader felt relieved. He was afraid that Mo Zhitao would fight in with great fanfare. Not to mention that this foreign-related hotel was in trouble, and Lei Ming's position in the world was also very strong. If he could not find any evidence, he would shoot himself in the foot.

"Hahaha, team leader, don't worry, I'm not a reckless person." Mo Zhitao smiled. "If you can't find that Xiaoying here, we will leave immediately. In fact, this matter is not our responsibility, but we think that if Xiaoying is really captured by Qingcheng, it has something to do with us. No matter what, we have to take some responsibility."

When the special service team leader heard Mo Zhitao say this, his face was moved. Many leaders and leaders kept saying the word "responsibility", but there are really a few people who can do it, but some people do not work hard in their positions, and they also use their power to do some illegal things.

Mo Zhitao can ignore Xiaoying's affairs this time. If he does this, he will only offend the Qingcheng faction. But Mo Zhitao still has to take care of it, which shows that he is truly a responsible person.

"Master Mo, be careful. Lei Ming's martial arts are level 7, and many of his subordinates are level 6 martial arts." The special service team leader reminded Mo Zhitao. According to the information he obtained, Mo Zhitao's martial arts is level 5. Although his strength can be said to be in a confrontation with level 7, he is secretly entering, not fighting with others.

"Don't worry, we only have three of us in. If we can't find anyone, we will come back." Mo Zhitao said. He was going to go in with Mu Ming and Yu Meijing. With their strength, there should be no problem.

"Master Mo, I want to go in too." Hua Shao walked over and said. He had been disguised and others could not recognize him.

Mo Zhitao glanced at Hua Shao, then shook his head and said, "Don't go, your martial arts are not level 7."

"But I have good light skills. I can say that my martial arts skills are no worse than you." Hua Shao said anxiously. Hua Shao thought of clearing his crime. Although he was romantic but not obscene, how could he just harm the waitress? When did his taste be so low?

"Okay, be careful." Mo Zhitao nodded when he saw Mr. Hua say this. Mr. Hua is very good at light skills, and he knows that if Mr. Hua is involved, they will check the villa in one direction.

The special service team leader behind couldn't help but wondered when he heard this. Mo Zhitao said that the man's martial arts skills were not level seven. Could it be that the martial arts skills of Mo Zhitao and the other three were level seven?

Mo Zhitao and Hua Shao and the others had a good time, and then flew towards the villa area over there with their faces covering. They booked and sneaked into the villa in five minutes. If they saw Xiaoying, they would issue an alarm.

Just now, Mo Zhitao and the others had already looked at Xiaoying's photo from the special service team leader's phone again, and they could recognize it as long as they found Xiaoying.

Mo Zhitao floated gently towards the front, and he was like a fallen leaf without falling sound.

Mu Ming and Yu Meijing also used their light skills to fly towards the left and right sides. The special service team leader was shocked. He did not expect that Mo Zhitao and the other three were so strong. Judging from the martial arts they showed, they were all level seven.

Hua Shao saw that Mo Zhitao and the others had already taken action, so he flew back. Although Hua Shao's martial arts skills were not level seven, his light skills were very unique. In just a moment, he disappeared into the night.

"I didn't expect there were so many experts in Yin and Yang Sect." The special service team leader said to Lin Zhenqiang behind in surprise.

"Haha, the team leader has been too rewarded. Our Yin-Yang Gate has been hit for so many years, and its strength is much worse than before." Lin Zhenqiang said modestly.

After Mo Zhitao flew to the villa where Qingcheng Sect lived, he gently landed on the platform outside, watching the time.

Five minutes later, Mo Zhitao touched inside. There were no lights in some rooms, so Mo Zhitao first went to the room with lights there.

As soon as we arrived at the window over there, Mo Zhitao heard a lewd laughter coming from inside, "Hahaha, this woman is pretty good. We have played again and again, but we are still not tired of it."

"Ah, no, you can let me go, please, I don't know what you said Mo Zhitao." A woman's miserable voice came from it.

Mo Zhitao's heart trembled when he heard this. It seemed that this matter was indeed sent by Qingcheng.

Mo Zhitao used his internal strength to look inside, and he couldn't help but get angry.

A girl who was stripped naked was pressed onto the bed by two women. She was Xiaoying. There were about a dozen men standing behind her. The two men in front had stripped naked. The first man pounced on Xiaoying and started to do it.

The man behind was queuing while urging, "Uncle Master, hurry up, we are already anxious."

"Damn it, have you guys played with you guys once last night and today?" The man in his fifties gasped while playing with Xiaoying.

Mo Zhitao recognized this man as the elder of the Qingcheng Sect who was following Lei Ming. There were three other disciples who were fighting in a hotel before. It seemed that they were leading the way to catch Xiaoying.

Mo Zhitao no longer hesitated. He took out his cell phone and shot the video while taking out a signal flare and shot it into the sky.

Their hidden place is still a distance away from here, and it may take two or three minutes for them to come. But Mo Zhitao ignored it, he took action first.

"Bang," Mo Zhitao waved his palm forward, and a strong wind broke the window.

"Crazy," the glass fell down after it was ragged, and Mo Zhitao rushed inside.

More than a dozen men inside heard someone rushing in. Unclothed, wearing clothes in panic, rushed towards Mo Zhitao. Because Mo Zhitao was covering his face, they didn't know that Mo Zhitao came over, otherwise how could they dare to fight Mo Zhitao?

The angry Mo Zhitao showed no mercy. "Boom," two dragon shadows rushed out, and they rushed towards the Qingcheng Sect disciples in front of them.

"Ah, it seems to be the dragon shadow of the flying dragon palm." The Qingcheng Sect disciples in front shouted. The last time they fought with Mo Zhitao, they had seen Mo Zhitao take action.

"It's Mo Zhitao, my god, why is he here?" The other disciples shouted in panic. After they attacked, they immediately turned around and wanted to escape backwards.

But it was too late, and the dragon shadows had already rushed to their side. "Ah," the Qingcheng disciple in front was beaten to fly out. "Run quickly, it's Mo Zhitao." The Qingcheng disciple who was not hit fled out in fear.

The Flying Dragon Palm and the Deathful Needle are both Mo Zhitao's trump card. Mo Zhitao used the Flying Dragon Palm just now. If he used the Deathful Needle, they would all die.

Mo Zhitao did not chase him out. He rushed to Xiaoying's side. The elder of Qingcheng was so scared that he fell off the bed. He hurriedly flew outside, afraid that Mo Zhitao would kill him.

But when he just ran to the door, he "swoosh" and a deadly needle shot into the back of the elder Qingcheng.

"Ah," the elder Qingcheng screamed and fell to the ground, "No, Mo Zhitao, don't kill me, give me an antidote, save me quickly." The elder Qingcheng's body kept twitching, and for a while, his whole body turned black.

Mo Zhitao ignored the elder of Qingcheng, and he picked up the sheets from the ground.

Xiaoying got up from the bed, her hair was messy and her face was pale. She said to Mo Zhitao: "Save me, they grabbed me last night and kept occupying me, sometimes alone, sometimes a few people, and now there are more than a dozen people, and I can't stand it."

"Xiaoying, don't worry, the police are coming soon, you can go back soon." Mo Zhitao said. "You suffer, I will seek justice for you."

Those hateful Qingcheng disciples had no choice but to sprinkle fire on Xiaoying, and he would not let those people go. Mo Zhitao thought to himself.

Mo Zhitao covered Xiaoying with the quilt. He wanted to find clothes for Xiaoying, but found that all her clothes were torn and could not be worn.

Mo Zhitao had to pick up the elder's clothes and threw them to Xiaoying, "You put them on, we have someone to protect you then." Mo Zhitao was waiting for Yu Meijing to come over. He didn't want Xiaoying to have something wrong. Xiaoying was the most powerful evidence. Qingcheng School, we will definitely make you have a hard time now.

Sure enough, not long after, Mu Ming and Yu Meijing rushed over.

Mo Zhitao said to Yu Meijing: "Meijing, she is Xiaoying. Look at her, master, let's go and kill those beasts."

"Okay, let's go." Mu Ming rushed outside, and Mo Zhitao flew directly from the window.

When Mo Zhitao flew to the ground, he did not see the people from the special service team coming. Only Hua Shao fought with those people. Hua Shao was beaten backwards. If he hadn't relied on his wonderful light skills, he might have been injured.

"Come and help me quickly." Mr. Hua shouted to Mo Zhitao.

"Okay, kill them, beasts." Mo Zhitao rushed towards the Qingcheng disciples angrily.
Chapter completed!