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Chapter 309: The Identity of the Little Poison King

The old man walked out of the shadows with a complicated expression.

"Tang Long saved my life, but I betrayed him. No matter what he did to me, I had no objection."

"The older generation is so pedantic." Chen Shao sneered: "Now is a new era, everything is mainly based on interests, Tang Long... Humph, it is outdated and will be replaced soon."

"At least I'm alive for one day, you won't be allowed to do this. The boat is ready, go, don't come back."

Chen Jiahui said sternly.

"This is my business, don't worry." Chen Shao said coldly: "Since you abandoned me and my mother since you were three years old, you have lost your qualifications to care about me."

"But you are always my son, and we have the same blood in our bones."

Chen Jiahui took a step forward, but took another step back.

Chen Shao showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "When you abandoned your wife for your own future, what kind of face do you have to play the role of a father now?"

Chen Jiahui's face turned pale and his body shivered.

"I know I'm sorry for you, but the mistake has been made. Your mother is no longer there. I don't want you to make any mistakes." Chen Jiahui straightened his body.

"Hahaha, it's so funny. When is it your turn to take care of my business?" Chen Shao sneered: "Just hug Tang Long's thighs and die together! Lang Xiao is dead, and God can't save him."

Chen Jiahui sighed: "It seems that you have made up your mind."

"You have nothing to do and please go out, don't disturb me to rest." A murderous intent flashed in Chen Shao's eyes: "If you are not my father, I have killed you ten thousand times."

Chen Jiahui nodded and slowly retreated.

A fierce aura flashed in his eyes.

"Langxiao, I can't kill my child, I can only let you die. Even if the master pursues it, it will be at most a life."

He walked out of the villa and came to the underground parking lot.

In the darkness, a group of men in black stood like ghosts.

They were wearing masks on their heads, but their eyes were flashing with awe-inspiring murderous intent, ruthless and cold.

Chen Jiahui's face had an additional mask of the King of Hell.

"Langxiao will go to Jiandao Mountain at midnight, and our mission is to intercept him halfway."

"What if he doesn't go?"

Song Qingshan's voice sounded.

"No, he will definitely go." Chen Jiahui said affirmatively: "I know his personality."

His voice was as cold as if it was coming out of an ice cave, making people tremble all over.

Many men in black kept silent.

The only thing they have to do is obey orders.

Song Qingshan wanted to say something, but when he saw Chen Jiahui's expression, he held it back.

He is a smart person and will not do things that are not satiated.

Lang Xiao is practicing swordsmanship.

It seems incredible to cram for the moment, but it is not surprising to Langxiao.

He once followed the memories of the evil god Huoyun and experienced his life.

As one of the five elders of the Martial Alliance, the Fire Cloud Evil God is a martial arts genius. His life can be said to be a magnificent life and a legendary life.

His Holy Fire Heart and Palm Method were not born out of thin air, but combined countless boxing and palm methods, which was the condensation of his decades of hard work.

How can a master of a generation be self-confidence?

What he mastered was not just the Holy Fire Heart Method.

All kinds of swords, swords, and even leg techniques are studied.

But relatively speaking, the Holy Fire Heart Method is his greatest achievement.

Lang Xiao has experienced his memories, and he has learned the skills he has mastered as if he has learned them personally.

From the moment I got the sword, it was like opening the valve of memory, and various sword techniques came from my mind.

What Lang Xiao needs to do is to completely integrate these memories into his current body.

Instead of practicing the complicated sword moves, he practiced the most basic movements seriously.

Thorn sword, split sword, flirt with sword, hanging sword, cloud sword, point sword, jump sword, and cut sword!

These basic sword movements are becoming more and more familiar.

During the three years in the concentration camp, he learned how to survive and kill.

How to maximize power and defeat the enemy at the lowest cost.

To defeat the enemy, you must be faster, stable, and more fickle than the enemy.

And he is proficient in almost all kinds of weapons.

The foundation of swordsmanship has long been laid.

At this moment, based on the insights of the Fire Cloud Evil God, Lang Xiao is gradually adapting the skills of the Fire Cloud Evil God with his body.

Longine shook her head and said, "Brother, your sword is not as good as the husband and wife in the park."

Lang Xiao smiled and said, "It's not necessarily easy to use when you look good."

"Just just your few moves, three-year-old kids can do it." Longines was speechless.

Lang Xiao has been practicing swords for more than three hours.

And back and forth, there were only a few actions.

At the beginning, he was about to stab a sword in almost three seconds, unite and behave well.

Later on, it became slower and slower.

Finally, it took even one minute to stab a sword.

When every sword was cast, he had to ponder for a while, as if in a daze.

However, if there is sword skills here, everyone will be surprised.

Because although Lang Xiao's movements are very slow, they are extremely standard.

Lang Xiao did not finish practicing swords until Jiang Xinyan's phone rang.

However, there was a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

Three hours of practice are nothing for ordinary people, but the improvement of Langxiao's strength is amazing.

The current power and speed control has reached a wonderful level.

Langxiao picked up the phone, put on the headset, and said, "Okay, I get it, I'll set off now."

Jiang Xinyan said with concern: "Our police will do their best to protect you, be careful yourself."

Lang Xiao said lightly: "I know, did Lang Jingtian send a message?"

"Yes, he said, you must go alone, and if you find any abnormalities, you will immediately tear the ticket."

"You wait for my good news and pay attention to the aftermath."

After hanging up the phone, Lang Xiao sneered in his heart. In fact, he wanted to win the tickets.

After cleaning up, Lang Xiao rubbed Longqin's head and said, "You are my eyes, everything depends on you."

Longines nodded and said, "Don't worry, brother, all cameras are working properly, and have not been discovered yet."

Lang Xiao laughed and said, "I am worthy of being my good sister, amazing."

"But, the old fox has started to act. Come and see."

Lang Xiao walked over and saw that several business cars were driving towards the road on the screen.

"These guys go out in the middle of the night and will definitely not do good things." Longine pouted and analyzed.

"Supervise closely and see where they are going."

These people came from other places, and the time was different.

But they never dreamed that they had been targeted by Longines' system.

The crime database in Longines system is constantly updated, and is even less than the national database.

City C is almost always under her control now.

Through comprehensive screening and analysis of each camera, people with criminal records and suspected crimes were found, and marked and tracked.

Lang Xiao was about to speak, but his phone beeped and a text message came.

He picked it up and looked at it, and his face instantly became extremely strange.
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