Slum base.

During the period when Ye Piaoling was away, the plum blossom mercenary group also operated normally under the leadership of the winter solstice, Qingming and Summer solstice.

The winter solstice and the Qingming summer solstice are standing together.

"I always had a bad premonition during this period," said the Winter Solstice. "But I have never found the source of this feeling."

"Oh. It's so strange." Xia Zhi was stunned and said. They all knew that in addition to its powerful strength, the Winter Solstice also had a kind of ability to meet and perceive.

"Is there no news about the young master yet?" asked Qingming.

Qingming shook his head and said, "The young master has not heard from since he left. But I know the young master has been paying attention to us."

Both the winter solstice and the summer solstice nodded.

"During the time when the young master is away, I remind everyone to be cautious when going out to perform tasks." The Winter Solstice told Qingming Summer Solstice and others.

New York. Iron Fist.

This is still the most prosperous place for underground entertainment in New York.

Some time ago, this New York caused tensions due to the development of the Li family in Huaqing Gang and the Rankf Group of the Moores Group. But soon the Li family won and returned to its former prosperity.

Moreover, this prosperity is showing a thriving momentum.

A VIP room.

A Tian Aqiang has become a regular customer here. It is not because of their identity background. It is because they won ten consecutive games in the Iron Fist match.

This alone is enough.

"Huhuhu. That white bird is really useless tonight." A Tian, ​​who was wearing upper body, grabbed a towel and wiped his body.

He had just finished a boxing match and won the boxer who was favored by many people with a very beautiful victory.

A Tian now has a very domineering title in the Iron Fist Competition...'The Wheel of Life'. Although many people don't understand this title, they can hit no less than ten boxers with a pair of iron fists. The word "The Worship" is loud enough Yes.

"Haha." Aqiang, who was sitting on the sofa with a top-quality cigar in his hand, crossed his legs and laughed. He looked like a rich young man.

"That idiot-like bird man. If I had three punches, I could beat him." Aqiang said domineeringly: "I don't know if you have noticed it. The opponents we met during this period are ordinary. Don't you Do you find it strange?"

"Yes." A Tian threw down the towel in his hand and said. "Those so-called strong men are getting less and less beaten. Just like the one tonight. I just started to warm up. He can't do it."

Tonight, A Tian was a little depressed because he was ambitiously standing on the ring like he used to be. He thought he could meet a stronger opponent, but he didn't expect that what he came up was a giant who was strong outside and did the middle.

The result was that A Tian beat three boxers in a row before he stepped down angrily.

"I guess there must be a higher-level internal list in this Iron Fist match." A Qiang analyzed.

"Yes. I think it's the same." A Tian got excited when he heard it. He put on his own clothes. A Tian suddenly became serious: "A Qiang. We have been being monitored. Do you know?"

"Hehe." Hearing this, Aqiang smiled indifferently.

"We have been monitored since the first day we came here." A Qiang said. "I have found many experts here. The Iron Fist Tournament is not an ordinary underground black boxing market. At least it is not as simple as it seems."

A Tian nodded solemnly. The reason why they often come here is to further explore the inside story of the Iron Fist Competition.

A few minutes later, A Qiang and A Tian walked out of the room. As he stepped out of the door, A Tian suddenly turned around and raised his middle finger toward an inconspicuous sculpture placed under the wall.

He meant despised.

"Haha." A Qiang, who was walking in front, smiled in a good mood when he saw A Tian like this. It seemed that A Tian also discovered that the sculpture in the room was a monitor.

When they walked out of the hall, the fans who were still waiting shouted loudly as soon as they saw A Tian.

A Tian's performance in the Iron Fist match was a winning streak. Naturally, it attracted a large number of fans. A Qiang and A Tian squeezed into the passage with a crowded crowd.

"Aqiang. Look at the guy standing on the top." Atian suddenly patted Aqiang on the shoulder and said. He pointed to Quinn in the stands and said. "That guy has been monitoring us all the time. I really want to do it. The fist broke his egg."

"Haha." Aqiang said with a smile: "That person is not simple. It makes me feel itchy. He is probably from the Iron Fist Tournament."

The two of them looked at Quinn for a few more times and left.

Quinn watched Ah Qiang and the others leave the Iron Fist game and waved his hand. Then a staff member walked up to him. He explained: "Put the video of these two people tonight into the analysis database."

The "those two" mentioned by Quinn naturally refers to Aqiang and A Tian.

Jungle at night.

Quiet, cold. It has a scent of darkness and cruelty before dawn.

For those on the side of Dark Night, it was extremely difficult to survive until dawn.

In just one night, more than half of the people lost contact caused by the dark night. In addition to the people who lost contact in other teams, then... this is a huge amount of data.

Dark night stood under a tree, looking at the dawn that shone light bit by bit in the sky. He kept rubbing the trunk with his palms.

A large piece of bark had been worn off by his hands. But his hands were still fine.

"Satan. Your death is here." When the other party showed the white fish, the dark night exhaled the turbid air that had been blocked in his heart all night.

He touched his waist with his hand. The exquisite long golden desert eagle spiraled in his hand.

In another direction in the jungle.

Eliza and the other four walked out of the invisibility site.

"It was so fucking bad luck last night." Bals spat and said. He spent the whole night last night in insomnia. Because there would be a sound or two from the jungle every once in a while An extremely tragic howling.

They all knew that it was the people on their side who were strangled by Satan. They had not organized personnel to search, but the results were not ideal.

People who go out often lose contact not long after.

Although the nickname of "Silver Wolf" Balls is a person who is active during the day. Judging from his performance last night, it is obvious that he does not have enough confidence to play hard in the jungle at night with Ye Piaoling.

If it is during the day, he, the "Silver Wolf", is not afraid of anyone at all.

It's dawn and the sun is rising.

It seems that all this is new, including from over-safety last night to life today.

The people who were active in the jungle started a new day of pursuit. However, now everyone hopes to catch up with Satan's leaves so that there will be peace tonight.

It was about nine o'clock in the morning, and the jungle that began to get hot appeared.

"Satan's geographical coordinates are at the Lone Peak Ridge 40 degrees west-south." A secret message was sent to all the hunting personnel.

"Satan is ahead. I'll go first." Bals, who was walking with Eliza, said to Eliza immediately after receiving the message.

"Silver Wolf" Bals was very skilled and bold. He took the lead in Eliza running towards Ye Piaoling's position. He was very fast and ran dozens of meters in a blink of an eye.

Eliza knows the strength of the "Silver Wolf" Balls very well, no less than herself. It is a standard that exceeds the first-class killer.

Eliza hesitated for a moment and followed her with her two hiring servants.

The Gufeng Ridge, 40 degrees west of the south, can be clearly found on a fine electronic map. It is only a distance of more than a mile. So Eliza is closest to Ye Piaoling’s current location.

Three or four minutes passed. Eliza also came to the so-called Lone Peak Ridge, a mountain higher than the jungle.

She was curious to discover that he had lost the information of the 'Silver Wolf' Balls.

In order to take care of each other, Eliza and the ‘Silver Wolf’ Bales have a private connection. They can capture each other’s position. Now Bales has lost contact. Eliza wants to know what happened to Bales.

"You two went to search for Bals separately. Tell me immediately if you find it." Eliza immediately ordered the two hired servants.

Two dedicated two hired from the past few days to immediately search for the whereabouts of Bales. Eliza did not stop. She didn't believe why Bales, who could have contacted just now, lost contact.

Ten minutes later, Eliza, who was traveling through the forest, had just finished communicating with the two people, and her ears suddenly stood up.

She heard the sound of fighting. It was the jungle in front.

Walk. Eliza moved forward. As she ran, two weapons appeared in her hand... daggers and pistols.

As the fight grew closer, Eliza heard that it was the ‘Silver Wolf’ Barrs.

He was fighting Satan.

Just when Eliza was about to arrive in the jungle, the fierce fighting just now stopped. Eliza saw someone in the jungle.

Eliza couldn't see clearly the appearance of a person standing on her back, and she was stepping on her feet. But she was very familiar with this figure.

"Hehe." The man suddenly turned around and laughed at Eliza.

When Eliza saw clearly who was standing in front of her, her eyes suddenly became stunned.

She saw clearly that the person who was waiting for her was Satan, that is, Ye Piaoling. Ye Piaoling was stepping on the body of the "Silver Wolf" Bals.

Looking at the loss of life, Bales Eliza did not see the wound on him. It was probably because the main part of his body had been severely damaged.

I lost contact with the silver wolf Bales for more than ten minutes. Bales, who was no less powerful than me, was killed.

This is too terrible.

"This person should be with you." Ye Piaoling smiled slightly. The pistol in Eliza's hand could not pose a threat to him at all.

Then Ye Piaoling kicked Bales' body in front of Eliza. Eliza only now discovered that there was a bleeding wound on Bales' chest.

"His name is Silver Wolf Barth. Although his strength is good, he is not lucky." Ye Piaoling walked slowly around Eliza. Every step of his move would arouse Eliza's great alert.

"There are no few stupid people like Balls." Ye Piaoling said: "Eliza. You can't be one of them too."

Ye Piaoling's words were full of mockery.

In a world where strength is respected, ridicule and insult are nothing.
Chapter completed!