1009: C1009 The Evil Cult Base

C1009 The Evil Cult Base

"Swish ~"

The bullet on the RPG flew towards Ye Ziheng with a tearing sound. Ye Ziheng's face turned serious.

But immediately after, black scales quickly covered his entire body. In less than half a second, the entire black scale armor was attached to Ye Ziheng's body.

"Boom!"

With a loud sound, the cannonball heavily hit Ye Ziheng's body, bringing with it a strong impact. Ye Ziheng was sent flying and fell heavily onto the ground.

But because of the protection of the Black Scale Armor, Ye Ziheng was not seriously injured, only his head was a little dizzy from the shock.

He slowly stood up and saw that the cult disciple on the helicopter was loading the cannonball. He quickly took out a spear and threw it.

"Swish ~ Swish!"

The long spear directly pierced through the evil sect disciple and then fell straight down from the helicopter.

Then, Ye Ziheng suddenly dashed forward and jumped up. Because he was not very far away from the helicopter, he easily jumped onto the plane and grabbed the driver in the driver's seat.

"Where is he?"

Ye Ziheng looked at the driver and asked fiercely.

The pilot looked frightened, but it was not because of Ye Ziheng's fierce look, but because the helicopter had lost control and started to fall.

But Ye Ziheng did not care whether the helicopter would fall or not. He punched the evil sect disciple in the stomach, almost piercing through the evil sect disciple's stomach.

"Where is he?"

Ye Ziheng asked again, but the disciple did not say anything. At this time, the plane was only a few meters away from the ground.

Gritting his teeth, Ye Ziheng could only kick that guy. Then, he jumped and rushed out from the top of the plane. He flew to the top of a tall building, and that disciple fell down together with the plane with a terrified expression on his face.

"Boom!"

With a loud sound, the plane landed on the street below. With a loud crash, a few unlucky cars were hit. Fortunately, there weren't many pedestrians. It seemed that not many pedestrians were injured. However, they were all shocked.

Ye Ziheng stood on the roof of the building and looked at the plane that had fallen. There was anger and unwillingness in his eyes.

A few seconds later, he took a deep breath, took out his phone, and dialed Qin Feng's number.

"Hello, Ziheng. How is it? Did you save Hee Xia'an?"

As soon as the call connected, Qin Feng asked anxiously.

"No, they must have found the tracker."

After hearing Ye Ziheng's words, Qin Feng stayed silent for a while.

"What do you plan to do now?"

Qin Feng asked. Although he was anxious, no matter how anxious he was, he wasn't there. Moreover, it would be difficult for him to get out of there in a short period of time. He could only wait and see what Ye Ziheng was going to do.

"Is there a spy in the evil cult in the Alliance of Martial Arts?"

Ye Ziheng asked.

"Yes, but most of them are at the bottom level. Although there are some at the top level, the upper level of the Martial Alliance will not sacrifice the chess pieces that they had put together with great difficulty for Hee Xia'an."

"The bottom level is enough. I just need the location of their base."0

Ye Ziheng said lightly.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but he quickly said.

"No, this is too dangerous. There are at least tens of thousands of people in a base!"

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