Chapter 19 Long Fei

July 24, 2008.

The whistle of the 'Duke of Windsor' sounded a long time, and under the guidance of three navigation ships, it slowly leaned on the dock. A wind band played a welcome song. Some media reporters carried cameras and other food items and squeezed on the dock, ready to charge towards the passengers who were stepping down the gangway at any time. Standing on the deck of the highest floor, Yi Chen looked at the tall buildings in front of him with a little soft body, and looked at the black-haired, yellow-skinned and dark-eyed people on the dock. Feli grabbed his hand tightly and whispered: "Boss, prepare to leave. The greeting has been checked to the hotel."

Yi Chen nodded slowly and began to slowly transfer the star power in his body. The rapid power of the true energy gave his cold hands a little heat, and his steps followed Feli toward the stairs. Fatadio's crazy laughter came from afar, three "punch, puff, puff, puff" sounds, and the exclamations of countless people on the dock: "Look, someone jumped the ship..."

"Oh my God, some passengers fell into the water, hurry up and organize the rescue."

"Hurry, breaking news, three passengers suddenly jumped into the water."

"Editor in charge? Hurry up and publish a special issue, and three passengers of the "Duke of Windsor" cruise ship jumped into the water naked."...

Fatadio, who was extremely proud, walked to the gangway with two assistants with awesome smile. Yi Chen walked over and showed a stiff smile: "Fattadio, don't go too far. After all, he is a big shot in New York."

Fatadio shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said with a laugh: "It's okay, it's okay, Americans? Why do we give Americans face? They refused to do it according to the bet and insisted on forcing me to gesture with a gun before they could go down."

Yi Chen's face changed slightly: "Did you bring a firearm?"

Fatadio hurriedly shrew, looked around and said nervously: "I have asked someone to take it away. There is no other meaning, it is just two short guns for self-defense. I have a gun certificate issued by the Russian Ministry of Internal Affairs, so I don't bring a black gun. However, the Chinese security police are the most terrifying in the world, and I don't want them to come to me."

Yi Chen smiled, and the group of mermaids got on the gangway and walked down the "Duke of Windsor". The captain, first mate, second mate and other senior crew members stood at the gangway to see them off, each with a smile on their faces. Indeed, they made a fortune this time, and if they were not satisfied, they were really mentally ill.

Jester walked at the end with Sally. Sally was wearing a tight green camouflage suit, and her hair scattered below her ears was not deliberately repaired. Her eyes were dead and emitting a breath of death that could not be seen directly. She carried a small package and leaned tightly against Jester. For a man like Sally, it was something she could not imagine if a man who had spent a lot of money to buy her because of her body. Perhaps it was like a person who had been chaotic and displaced all his life suddenly had a great night's night and had obtained countless money and power. Sally's mechanized brain has not yet been able to digest everything Jester said to her.

Jester didn't think too much. He liked Sally, and liked her to solve the faint sadness in his eyes when he personally solved his companion's feelings. So he forced her to buy her. Most of the 20 million US dollars that Yi Chen won was used on Sally. He had not yet figured out what the use of Sally was. Perhaps, even if he was raising a pet, he would temporarily adopt this subordinate.

Yi Chen forced a smile and walked forward with Fatadio. The car to greet them was outside the dock. There was a hard ground under his feet, but Yi Chen seemed to be stepping on the waves, and his legs were hard to support him with endless true energy to move forward.

The two children chased each other and ran past them. Fatadio smiled and cursed, "Two naughty little monkeys." Yi Chen's heart twitched, and the heart lake, which was originally as calm as the frozen Arctic Ocean, collapsed instantly and almost couldn't control himself.

"Senior brother, run slower, we are not as good as you...Senior brother, run slower." How old was that when I was? It was about five or six years old, right?

Yi Chen's face gradually fell on a layer of frost because he saw several men more than 30 meters ahead. The first one was more than two meters tall, with a straight black suit, handsome face, and arrogant and domineering appearance that made people want to kick him hard on the face. The whirring sea breeze blew from the left, and everyone's clothes were dancing, and this man, who looked in his twenties, didn't even move his hair.

Yi Chen was silent. Unexpectedly, he did not expect that in more than four years, this guy had reached this state. The Pure Heavenly Realm of the Daode Sect, the unity of man and nature, and man had integrated into everything around him. He was the wind, and the wind was him. The wind passed through his body, but could not move him at all. Pure and inaction, and the harmony of heaven and man. This was a state that was one level higher than the Zhoutian star power that Yi Chen had reached now. Yi Chen knew that he could not be his opponent. For more than four years, Yi Chen's harsh beating had caused the Feilong Taoist Priest who relied on his own strength to bully a few mountain beasts with a little climate and did not get up for more than a year.

The proud disciple of Taoist Master Feilong, the current leader of the National Security Bureau, with sharp eyes cautiously scanning the people around him. The above said that these people who came from the "Duke of Windsor" were either rich or noble, especially now everything made way for the Olympics. If any noble person had a mess, it was likely to be an international dispute. For Long Fei, since the sect has made a plan to rely on the power of ordinary people to overwhelm the Tianxing Sect, it must be implemented seriously. Otherwise, how can the Ziwei Heart Sutra, which can only be practiced by the head disciples?

Long Fei ordered the members of the following special operations team: "Everyone should be careful. We can't afford to offend these people. Just pull one of them to the international community, just a bomb. We don't need to provoke them." Several team members nodded calmly, and their eyes were swept around quickly.

Yi Chen lowered his head slightly and prepared to hang out by Long Fei.

Fatadio laughed a little nervously beside Yi Chen: "Look, hehe, hehe, people from the Chinese security department can tell their identity from their suits, but if they change their clothes, they will be the most ordinary people, and their skills are good."

Fatadio's words made several members of the special operations team frown. The members of the team naturally heard clearly what Fatadio said in English. Although Long Fei did not understand English, Fatadio's strange laughter still made his eyes turn to this side, and he saw Yi Chen less than three meters beside him.

Yi Chen started cursing when Fatadio spoke. He felt that Long Fei's eyes were already staring at him, and he had already recognized him. Yi Chen raised his head aside and smiled at Long Fei: "Hello, Mr. Feilong. Long time no see, huh?" Since the matter is coming, there is nothing to say. Yi Chen's personality is as hard as a sword, so he is too lazy to show too much respect to Long Fei.

Long Fei's body was shaking slightly. The state of mind of the Qingtian that he had been guarding tightly was temporarily lost. When the sea breeze blew, his long hair floated up one after another. Long Fei had just understood the key points of the Qingtian. He had just reached it but had not really made it through this day. At this moment, when he saw Yi Chen, the bones that were discounted by Yi Chen seemed to be in a mad pain again, making Long Fei's handsome face become ferocious.

Fatadio looked at Long Fei, who was trembling all over, because Yi Chen greeted Long Fei in Sichuan dialect in Mount Emei. He didn't hear what Yi Chen said clearly, but just glanced at Long Fei and said indifferently: "China Yi, let's go, there is nothing to say with them."

Long Fei had already strode up and shouted in the alert eyes of several other team members: "This person is strange. Take it back for a good check, interrogate his origin and purpose of coming to China, and take it away now." He put one hand on Yi Chen's shoulder and used a little force. Long Fei naturally knew why Yi Chen was expelled from the master's sect, and also knew that he had been abolished his entire body's cultivation, so he did not use his true energy at this moment, but just wanted Yi Chen to suffer a little.

Jester ran up quickly, punched Long Fei's big hand on Yi Chen's shoulder with a heavy punch, and shouted at several people from the special operations team: "What the hell are you doing? Why do you touch my boss?"

Several people from the operation team took out their work permits and shook at Jester: "I'm sorry, please come with us and assist us in our investigation." These team members were a little blindly superstitious about Long Fei, because Long Fei had completed several incredible cases, they gradually believed that what Long Fei believed should be reliable to a large extent, so although there was no evidence, they were still ready to bring people. Of course, because there was no evidence, they were very polite.

Jester stopped Yi Chen and said coldly: "No, our boss is not available." At the same time, he was also a little surprised that his boss is not such a good-tempered person. How could he be so polite to the rude police today? Jester remembers that a policeman who offended them a year ago was cut into pieces by them and threw them into the Thames River to feed the fish.

Fatadio only now understood what happened. He jumped on the spot and shouted: "What are you doing? My friend is a gentleman. Why do you take him away? I want to complain to your superiors. I want to complain to you. You are an insult to the personality of a gentleman. You apologize immediately, otherwise I promise you will lose your job." Fatadio did not brag. His boss was doing business talks in Beijing. With his boss' status, if you say a few words of unclearity, Long Fei and the others really couldn't resist it.

Long Fei was too lazy to care about what Fatadio said. Although Jester's heavy punch surprised him, he was a little suspicious that Jester was also a person who was similar to the cultivation, but when he saw a great opportunity to retaliate against Yi Chen, he was too lazy to pay attention to the consequences and was determined to bring Yi Chen into the bureau for jail. He pushed Fatadio away with one hand, and the strong force made Fatadio, who was not very good, fly up from the ground and fall three or five meters away. He almost couldn't breathe in one breath. Then he smiled and stared at Jester with a grim smile: "You block my official duties, dear foreign friend... make the way out, otherwise." His fists made a series of sounds and were ready to take action.

Yi Chen knew in his heart that according to Long Fei's strength, none of them would be his opponent, and even if it were him, Philee and Jester joined forces, it would take a lot of money to kill Long Fei. Yi Chen had clearly seen the changes in Long Fei before and after, and understood his realm. However, according to the power of his just broken through to the power of the Great Zhoutian star, he could not fight against Long Fei's strength, which was about to enter the Qingjingtian.

Yi Chen shook his head and whispered, "It's okay for an enemy in the past. I'm now holding a British passport, and he dare not do anything to me. Well, baby Philey, take Jester and the others with Fatadio, his boss has a way. Hum?" Philey nodded, and the air conditioner that was ready to go slowly and unwilling to withdraw. After stabbing Jester's finger in his hand, he walked towards Fatadio.

Yi Chen smiled: "Flying Dragon, Feilong, haha, I'll follow you, I see how you can do to me... Remind you, I'm taking a British passport now. If you don't want to cause trouble, it's better not to do anything. Do you understand?"

Long Fei didn't listen to Yi Chen, narrowed his eyes and stared at Yi Chen tightly, signaling his subordinates to take Yi Chen into the car. He was too lazy to perform official duties and took people back home directly.

A beautiful exterior decoration in Pudong, Shanghai, was like the same high-rise buildings nearby. Yi Chen was cobbled on an iron chair of 200 kilograms, sitting alone in a room with mirrors on all sides. Yi Chen didn't understand how Long Fei was preparing to deal with him. Anyway, his cultivation had already reached the realm of the Great Zhoutian Star Power. It was impossible for people from this sect to discover their true power, so he was not afraid that Long Fei would use certain prohibited means to himself.

The walls around were shining ground-to-ceiling mirrors. Yi Chen estimated that there must be another winter behind the mirror, but in order not to alarm a master like Long Fei, he did not dare to radiate his soul and divine thoughts to detect it.

Long Fei stood in a room on Yi Chen's right hand. A double-sided mirror as thick as ten centimeters was isolated from the sound of more than 30 people walking around in this room. On more than 20 large and small monitors, all the strange information was fed back to the ground. This was just a small command center for Long Fei's special operations team, and the real command center was still in the basement below the building.

Long Fei stared at Yi Chen, who was handcuffed to the iron chair with a relaxed face, and felt very angry. How to deal with him? Long Fei was excited for a moment and forced Yi Chen in. Now he realized that he had provoked a hot potato. It is obvious that if he used some means to Yi Chen, if the people from the Master or Tianxing Sect knew that they would violate the unspoken rules of the monks to deal with an "ordinary person" himself, they would definitely not be able to take it. Even, seeing that Yi Chen was coming from the "Duke of Windsor", if he was a real person with background, wouldn't he have caused big trouble for his Master Moral Sect?

Although Long Fei doesn't believe how great Yi Chen can be in just over four years, he is not afraid of ten thousand, just afraid of anything.

The Daode Sect has always boasted of being the authentic Taoist sect. Indeed, the strength of the Daode Sect has steadily occupied the top three Taoist sects in China. However, since the Tianxing Sect appeared more than a thousand years ago, because its strange mental methods are extremely capable of being quickly achieved and does not require too demanding the cultivation of the mental state of mind, its strength has soared rapidly within a thousand years, and soon surpassed the Daode Sect. Therefore, recently, in order to regain the position of the Daoist sect in all aspects, the Daode Sect has used all kinds of means, and even the monks regard it as a taboo to join the "public sect"... However, seeing that his sect has just reached a scale in the mortal world, the Tianxing Sect and even other sects have also followed suit and sent good hands to the sect. In this case, Long Fei saw Yi Chen, and the new and old hatreds came up together, how could he not vent his anger?

Long Fei's face was as deep as water, staring at Yi Chen fiercely, his heart full of resentment, even himself, he had just entered the realm of Pure Heaven, but when he saw Yi Chen, his mind was immediately lost, and he almost fell to a state of cultivation on the spot, which shows the strictness of the Taoist sect's mental method. Thinking about it carefully, Long Fei himself admitted that it was difficult for him to enter the highest realm of the Taoist sect. After all, he lacked too much in the cultivation of the mind...

After sitting as steady as Mount Tai for five minutes, Yi Chen finally spoke: "I said, friends, I know you can see me and hear me. Let's all tell me honestly. What mistake did I make? Or, do I look like a bad guy?"

Long Fei is so angry. How can I deal with Yi Chen? Well... it's hard to deal with. If there weren't so many witnesses around and Yi Chen came to Shanghai alone again, Long Fei could have taken action to kill Yi Chen himself, but now...

A team member hesitated and handed over Yi Chen's information and said: "Team leader, Yi Chen has a great background. He has the title of British lifelong jazz. I'm afraid we have really caught the wrong person this time. Judging from the information we have obtained now, it is impossible for him to collude with terrorists."

Long Fei bit his teeth tightly and squeezed out a few words: "I seem to remember that there was a photo of a suspect who looked very similar to him. Compare the database and search for it slowly. If you catch the wrong person, then you will apologize to others later. Well, after all, we are also for their personal safety, and they will understand." Long Fei was so angry that he was so angry. Damn, Yi Chen became a shitty jazz? Could it be that the British jazz is a fruit on a tree, and it is easy to pick one?

Forget it, forget it, there is no deep grudge anyway, and I didn’t instigate the master to force Tianxing Sect to completely destroy Yi Chen? Well, if I have been locked up for three or five days, I will deduct him severely in terms of diet, give him some bitterness and let him go.

Long Fei thought his plan was perfect, but what he didn't expect was that Fatadio, who was humiliated at the dock, had contacted his boss and told him the matter one more time. Fatadio was originally a character who was not windy and wanted to be excited. This time, Long Fei got offended him, so what else could there be? As for Philey and Jester, they had already started contacting Kane and were about to ask him to bring people over. What they thought was: "You mean that our boss was suspicious and arrested him, so let's get something for you."
Chapter completed!