1322: C1322 Li zixiong's calculation

C1322 Li zixiong's calculation

Outside the dark capital, Yang Jun looked at the few corpses lying in the center of the paddy field with incomparable rage.

"Who is it? Who exactly could it be, who killed so many warriors, and saved Beiming Lun and that Saint Ninja? "

As he spoke, Yang Jun squatted down and lightly touched the necks of the warriors who were completely lifeless. Looking at the bloodstains on their throats, Yang Jun said once again, "Your body is still warm, and your methods are extremely experienced.

The current Yang Jun was like a mountain, he did not know what to do.

"Could it be someone from the Golden Family?"

The first thing Yang Jun suspected was the Golden Family. After all, this was the outskirts of the city, and the only people who could make a move here and send out warriors to participate were those with the Golden Family.

And at this moment, there was another middle-aged man wearing military uniform standing behind Yang Jun.

The middle-aged man looked at the scene in front of him and his face turned red, then white. After all, the people who had died in the rice fields for no reason were his brothers.

"Boss Yang, what should we do now? Should we continue searching?"

Yang Jun waved his hand: "No need, since they dared to blatantly kill so many warriors, they would have already escaped long ago. There's no point in continuing to search!"

With that, Yang Jun turned around and patted on the middle aged man's shoulder.

Although the middle-aged man had an unwilling expression, he still nodded his head and said, "Yes!"

With that, the middle-aged man left in a few strides. He grumbled in a bad mood, "Withdraw, withdraw!"

At the same time, Yang Jun walked to the side with a heavy heart. Borrowing the moonlight, he took out his phone and called Qin Chuan.

Currently, Qin Chuan was on his way back from the Linhai, and had received Yang Jun's call from the carriage.

"Hey, Jun Zi, it's Qin Chuan …"

"Leader, the progress on our side is not going smoothly. It is possible that Beiming Lun and that Hattori Jiro have already escaped?"

"What's going on?" Qin Chuan said in a serious tone.

Yang Jun then told Qin Chuan everything that had happened outside the capital in detail.

Qin Chuan who was on the other side of the phone remained silent for a while, and then said: "A warrior? Strange, where did these warriors come from, could it be Golden Family? "

"I suspect the same, but there is no evidence!"

"Alright, I already know about it. You come back first, about Beiming Lun and that Hattori Jiro, we can discuss about it after we meet!"

"Yes, boss!"

Sitting on the road back with Linhai, the more Qin Chuan thought about it, the more he felt that something was amiss, the deeper he thought about it, and on the carriage, Lang Ya and the rest did not dare speak, they only felt that Qin Chuan's aura was pressuring them, causing them to be unable to breathe.

After a moment of silence, Qin Chuan gave a long sigh, "What an eventful time, it's really an eventful time now, this Crown Prince of Of the East Sea …"

As Qin Chuan spoke, he took out his phone.

Originally, Qin Chuan wanted to call Ye Qian. After all, Ye Qian was the one who had sealed Beiming Lun and Hattori Jiro, Qin Chuan did not believe that Ye Qian would not know where the two of them were.

But after hesitating for a while, Qin Chuan put down the phone in his hand again and sighed.

And at this moment, Ye Qian, who was far away from the Sky City, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a trace of a cold smile.

"Hehe, interesting, this is really interesting. Yang Jun and Qin Chuan had both thought that Beiming Lun had been taken away by someone from the Golden Family, but who would have thought that these two would once again safely return to Jiangnan and even appear under Qin Chuan's nose? "

"Li Zixiong, Li Zixiong, I am becoming more and more curious, what exactly do you want to do?"1

Regarding this matter, perhaps Qin Chuan and Yang Jun could not see through him, but Ye Qian, this demi-god like person, could see everything clearly.

Those black-clothed men who had killed the group of capital did not head towards the capital, but instead, took Beiming Lun and Hattori Jiro and ran frantically towards Jiangnan. Of course, they were not foolish enough to run back just like that, but rather came back by boat from the ocean.

Beiming Lun and Hattori Jiro were currently at his home in Shanghai.

When the sunlight from Qingcheng gradually rose, Beiming Lun, who was originally like a prisoner, instantly became a distinguished guest, and became Li Zixiong's distinguished guest.

On the current Shanghai Li Family table, Li Zixiong and Beiming Lun were seated facing each other as they ate breakfast. It seemed that the two of them had gotten along quite well and was extremely harmonious.

In the middle of the banquet, Beiming Lun had repeatedly used his gaze to size up Li Zixiong, but Li Zixiong still continued to chew the object in his mouth, as if he hadn't paid attention to Beiming Lun at all.

"Chief Of The Li Family, you did all that you could to save me from the capital. I'm afraid it's not just to have breakfast with me, right?"

Finally, Beiming Lun could no longer hold it in and asked bluntly.

However, Li Zixiong only chuckled and said: "Your Highness, you are joking. The crown prince and I have always been on friendly terms. Now that His Highness the Crown Prince is in trouble, this old man naturally cannot stand idly by and watch.

It was clear that Li Zixiong did not want to reveal his skills to Beiming Lun right now.

After all, Li Zixiong had lived for such a long time, he still had some ideas on when to advance, and when to retreat.

However, Beiming Lun was different. Beiming Lun was young and full of vigor, and this crown prince was not stupid. Li Zixiong did all that he could to save him from the capital, and his intentions were definitely not small.

If the current Beiming Lun still had his cultivation, then he would not need to fear Li Zixiong, but the current him was different from the past. All of Beiming Lun's cultivation had been sealed, and now that he was sitting in front of Li Zixiong, he was like a piece of meat on a chopping board.

Laughing lightly, Beiming Lun put down the knife and fork in his hand, then laughed out loud: "Chief Of The Li Family, this is not the first time you and I have come into contact, so there is no need for Chief Of The Li Family to say too much about these things. Furthermore, I am not a person who likes to owe favors. Chief Of The Li Family saving me was a great favor to me, if you have any conditions, just say it! "

Li Zixiong was startled, he did not expect this Beiming Lun to be even more anxious than he was.

Since Beiming Lun had asked, Li Zixiong put down the coffee cup in his hand and laughed: "Actually, this old man does not have any conditions to save His Highness the crown prince, it's just that …"

"I just want something from His Highness the Crown Prince. I wonder if His Highness the Crown Prince is willing to give it to me!"

"Hmm? "What is it?" Beiming Lun suddenly became alert, he pinched his eyes and looked at Li Zixiong.

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