Longtang District.

The figures of Kong Li's family and Song Xuan appeared near a beach.

This place is remote, far away from the city, surrounded by weeds and lush vegetation, rarely visited, and is close to the coastline. It can be said to be an excellent hiding place.

The two stood under a coconut tree, with a gloomy expression and a calm atmosphere, and neither of them wanted to speak.

"Ahem......"

Song Xuan suddenly covered his mouth with his hands and started coughing violently.

After coughing for more than ten seconds, he barely stopped. He spread his palms and a small pool of red blood was extremely dazzling.

"How do you feel?" Kong Lijia asked with his head turned around.

“Not very good.”

Song Xuan circulated his inner breath, evaporated the blood in his palm, and then slowly shook his head, without deliberately hiding his weakness: "You must cultivate for at least half a year."

The Grand Master Danjin has a strong body, vigorous vitality and amazing recovery. It is far from comparable to an ordinary warrior. It requires more than half a year of cultivation and is already considered a serious injury.

When Kong Li's family heard this, they couldn't help but remain speechless.

Their embarrassing situation at this moment can be described as "reimbursed the wife and the soldiers".

The promised reward for capturing the dragon and controlling the crane was not received, and the team that was hard-working was facing encirclement and suppression. Even Song Xuan himself was seriously injured and even brought a precious potion that was priceless.

After decades of debut, how have they ever done such a loss-making business?

"Bey Harbor City can't stay."

Kong Li's family suppressed their distracting thoughts, breathed a long sigh, and whispered: "Go to Fusang, lie dormant for a while, and wait until the limelight passes before coming out again."

"Damn it!"

Song Xuan punched the coconut tree next to him, smashing it into two pieces in half, full of anger and had nowhere to vent his anger, and couldn't help but vomit blood again.

Compared with Song Xuan, the Kong Li family is much calmer.

Or, he has accepted reality.

It is difficult to stop the water, and the final situation is already done. What's the use of being incompetent and furious? It just increases your worries.

"When doing business, you will lose money if you make money. This time you will lose money, and you will get it back next time."

Kong Lijia comforted Song Xuan in a plain tone: "Besides, we are not without gains."

Song Xuan said with a gloomy face: "I can't think of any gains."

"I have a deeper understanding of martial arts practice after fighting with the two talkers in the Martial Alliance."

After the Kong Li family put his hands on his back, his eyes looked at the vast ocean in the distance: "We two are not pure warriors. We are able to enter the realm of Danjin, mainly due to genetic modification surgery. Compared with those great masters who rely on their own practice, we lack the foundation of integration. Therefore, every bit of our perception is precious and you should understand."

Upon hearing this, Song Xuan couldn't help but look at him thinking.

"After arriving in Fusang, I will go into seclusion and practice in seclusion."

Kong Li's family withdrew their gaze, stared at Song Xuan's pale face, and continued: "I have a premonition that my strength will improve greatly next time I leave the seclusion."

Song Xuan nodded silently, feeling mixed in his heart, half jealous and half envious, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Although they are killers, killers also pursue them.

For killers who are always ready to fight for their lives, strength is the foundation for their establishment. With strength, you have everything.

"Congratulations."

Song Xuan squeezed out a dry sentence and immediately changed the topic: "What do you think happened in the Wumeng station? Did Mr. Long and Mr. He really fail?"

"They must have failed, and the best proof of the Martial Alliance attacking everywhere." Kong Lijia said lightly.

Song Xuan's cheek muscles twitched, and the anger that he had finally suppressed began to churn again: "Two wastes can't even solve the problem of a young boy!"

"The boy you mentioned is the leader of the Yanhuang Martial Alliance, the heir personally selected by Du Huaizhen, and the youngest master in the martial arts world."

Kong Lijia glanced at Song Xuan and reminded him lukewarmly: "Don't forget, we are also his defeated generals. You and I know the best how powerful he is."

Song Xuan was quite dissatisfied: "How can you improve others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige? His age is there, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a young boy in his twenties!"

"Being shameful and being brave, I just recognize the difference between each other."

The Kong Li family was also a little unhappy and frowned and said, "Brother Song, for those who are better than him, no matter whether they are friends or enemies, they should maintain enough respect. Respecting others is also respecting themselves."

"Okay, you're right."

Because of the injury, Song Xuan was not confident enough and wisely gave up arguing with Kong Lijia: "What will we do next?"

"wait."

Kong Li's family looked up at the sky, letting the raindrops fall on their faces, and their eyes were as deep as well: "This is the agreed meeting place. We will wait for another half an hour. If no one comes, we will leave immediately."

at the same time.

On the high seas dozens of miles away from Bigang City, a medium-sized cruise ship was sailing slowly.

This cruise ship has six floors, with a head and tail length of more than 100 meters. From a distance, it looks like a moving hill.

In the cab on the top floor of the cruise ship, a tall man paced back and forth, his anxiety overwhelmed.

He is nearly two meters tall, strong and burly, with clear contours on his facial features, giving people a sense of hardness and coldness. It is Richard Claymanson who has shown his face once.

Next to Richard, there was a blond, beautiful white woman with blue eyes, and a beautiful Asian woman with long hair and a beautiful face.

In addition, there were three Bromos armed to the teeth, occupying the entrances and exits of the cab in an open manner, with scarlet eyes shining fiercely.

Richard, in accordance with Cheng Allen's order, transferred a luxury cruise ship from Fuso, stopped on the high seas as a retreat, and agreed on the reunion time and the joint code.

However, not long ago, he lost contact with Cheng Ailun.

Cheng Ailun is the head of the Far East Intelligence Department. Once he loses contact, the negative impact will be greater than expected, especially at this critical moment.

Without Cheng Allen informing him, Richard became blind and deaf, and was confused about what happened in Beigang City.

Because of this, he was so messy that he was like an ant on a hot pan.

"Have you contacted me yet?" Richard stopped suddenly and asked a subordinate sternly.

The subordinate was sweating profusely, holding a satellite phone in his hand, and shook his head in a hurry.

Seeing this, Richard couldn't help but feel angry, but he endured it without an attack.

He took off his coat irritably, untied his tie, and gritted his teeth and said, "Continue to call. If Cheng Ailun's phone number cannot be reached, call someone else. You must figure out what happened!"

With Richard's order, the cab suddenly became busier.

"Drip ring!"

At this moment, the crisp ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang, and it was as if it were heard in Richard's ears.

Richard snatched his phone as fast as lightning and pressed the answer button: "Hey?"
Chapter completed!