"The two disciples dare to fight with us at the seventh level. I'm afraid this kid is tired of living? Uncle Chang, Qin Baojun is not in the car, what should these guys do?" He slapped a bodyguard overturned, and the ninth level cultivator turned to look at Li Wenchang.

"Take it back first!" Looking at the three men in front of him, Li Wenchang smiled a little sinisterly at the corner of his mouth and murmured on his own: "It's really a pity to use two disciples as bait."

A gloomy look flashed in Li Wenchang's eyes. He did not expect that the person in front of him did not change Qin Baojun, but changed to a car directly. In this way, Qin Baojun should have walked away in that BMW now.

"Peng Jing, call Guo Guotong and ask him to take people to major toll stations to block people! You can't let Qin Baojun leave the city!" Li Wenchang said loudly.

"Yes!" Peng Jing nodded.

Two people stretched out their hands to hold Fan Hui's hands and folded Fan Hui's hands behind them.

"Ah!" Fan Hui cried out in pain: "Damn it! Do you know who I am? It's better that you let me go now, otherwise you will die!"

Bang!

A slap hit Fan Hui in the face.

"Boy, just say less nonsense! Uncle Chang doesn't like noisy people. If you don't want to die too quickly, just keep your mouth shut!"

After being slapped hard in the face, Fan Hui's expression suddenly became unbelievable. He had never been slapped by anyone in the face so old. These guys deserve to be damned!

Just when Fan Hui was about to curse, he kicked him in the stomach and kicked him into the car.

Immediately afterwards, a man got into the car, took out a pistol, and pressed it on Fan Hui's head.

Fan Hui's words came to an abrupt end.

......

At this moment, on Tan Zilin's side, he drove Fan Hui's BMW and headed towards the toll station in the south.

Behind Tan Zilin, Qin Jie's car also followed.

"I guess I can't escape." The old ghost suddenly spoke.

Tan Zilin looked at the old ghost strangely: "Why?"

"I told you yesterday that I took Mr. Qin to drive around, and there were seven cars following me in total. Just now, there were only two cars you got rid of. What did you take out of the city?"

"What should I do?" Tan Zilin asked.

"Go and try it. I hope that kid won't be caught so soon, and maybe he can distract those guys from the attention." The old ghost said.

"Okay..." Tan Zilin nodded.

Tan Zilin drove to the toll station in a car.

Twenty minutes later, the car took several turns into the highway, and after passing the turns, it was the toll station. When they left the toll station, they were equivalent to getting on the highway.

As long as they enter the highway, they will definitely be able to leave the city. Even if someone follows him, Tan Zilin is confident that he will not let the other party catch up on the highway.

But at this moment, the old ghost suddenly shouted: "Change! Go back!"

"Ah?" Tan Zilin was stunned, his eyes full of doubt.

And at this moment, several cars rushed out from the roadside and blocked the gate of the toll station.

"Damn!" Tan Zilin's eyes widened: "Why are these guys so gloomy?"

While speaking, Tan Zilin had already started to slow down the speed. Then, he drifted on the spot, rotated 360 degrees, turned around, and accelerated again.

It is impossible to pass through the toll station. The road is blocked, and rushing over is absolutely dead.

"Go back to the hotel, they can't let us out of the city!" said the old ghost with a serious face.

"I'm really convinced!" Tan Zilin cursed and then returned the same way.

But after driving for a while, Tan Zilin discovered that there was actually a car behind him.

Helpless Tan Zilin had to speed up and quickly return to the city. Only in places with a lot of traffic in the city did the other party dare not take action.

"What a pity that Fan Hui is such a good bait!" Tan Zilin complained while driving.

......

He Sheng was already lying on the sofa at 10 o'clock in the evening.

He Sheng didn't know what happened in Yuncheng. He Sheng was hesitating about when he would go to Yuncheng and was thinking about what he would do before he went there.

Suddenly, He Sheng's cell phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number, and it was called from Kyoto.

He Sheng sat up from the sofa, hesitated for a moment, and pressed the answer button.

"He Sheng isn't it?" A man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

He Sheng frowned and asked calmly: "Who?"

"I killed my godson, but I don't know who I am. It seems that you are not worried that I will take revenge on you?"

"Li Jingfeng?"

"That's right!" Li Jingfeng's voice was sonorous and powerful: "He Sheng, I'm very curious. Didn't you consider the consequences when you killed my godson?"

"The one who should consider the consequences should be your dead godson? He didn't think about the consequences clearly before provoking me, so he died..." He Sheng stood up from the sofa, his tone full of calmness.

"Very good! It's worth it for young people to have this arrogance, but I hope you don't fall into my hands, because no matter how you beg for mercy, it will be useless."

"Mr. Li called me personally, just to say this?" He Sheng asked.

"Of course not. I called this to tell you that I have arrested three people in Yuncheng. Two practitioners of the seventh level of the disciple, plus an ordinary person. Does Mr. He want them to die or live?"

He heard this, He Sheng's expression changed suddenly.

After thinking for a few seconds, He Sheng couldn't help laughing.

The two disciples at the seventh level were naturally the people around Fan Hui, and that ordinary person was obviously Fan Hui.

Li Jingfeng's people arrested Fan Hui and the other three so quickly?

"Mr. Li Da wants to negotiate with me with these three people, right?" He Sheng asked.

"What do you think?" Li Jingfeng's tone was filled with coldness: "He Sheng, as far as I know, there are not many practitioners around you, it is not easy to practice at the seventh level of disciples. Are you just watching them die in vain?"

"They are not my people." He Sheng grinned: "Mr. Li Da, I sent two people to Yuncheng from beginning to end, and I don't know the three you caught."

"Mr. He is really good at joking. OK, since that's the case, I'll kill them!" Li Jingfeng said coldly.

"Whatever you want, kill me if you want." He Sheng said indifferently: "I'm going to sleep, so I'll have to hang up first."

After saying this, He Sheng took the initiative to hang up Li Jingfeng's phone number.

After hanging up Li Jingfeng's phone number, He Sheng immediately called Tan Zilin.

"Hey, boss!"

"Zi Lin, how is your situation there? Grandpa Qin is fine, right?" He Sheng asked.

"It's okay, it's okay! But the boss, the one named Fan Hui, may have been caught by the other party's person. I originally wanted to treat the three of them as bait, but there are too many people on the other party. Not only have we not left the city, we have to drive the car back to the hotel."

"Boss, this is not a solution!" Tan Zilin shouted.

He Sheng replied: "I know, as long as you are safe, I will arrive at noon the latest the day after tomorrow and wait for me in Yuncheng."
Chapter completed!