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Chapter 370 Mantis catching cicadas

Tang Xiaomi ran over, pulled Bai Fengjiu's arm on his shoulder, and helped him up from the ground.

"I'll take you away!"

"It's too late! Run away!"

Bai Fengjiu reached out to push her, her limbs were weak, and her arms were soft on her chest, and her posture was ambiguous.

The situation is critical, and Tang Xiaomi doesn't care at all.

"I rescue you, and I have become an accomplice. I want to die together!"

Tang Xiaomi's expression was firm and her eyes were hot.

Bai Fengjiu felt warm in her heart. As the saying goes, true love is revealed in times of adversity, but Bai Fengjiu doesn't want to implicate her.

"You go quickly, or I bite my tongue and commit suicide!"

Tang Xiaomi said: "Bitting your tongue at most will turn into a mute. You can't die. Don't be fooled by those brainless films and TV shows."

Bai Fengjiu smiled bitterly. He was proficient in medical skills, so how could he not know these things?

With a loud bang, Tang Xiaomi's face changed drastically. Two big holes were broken by two cold lights on the rusty iron door. She beat Xuan'er back in the air. The door bolt as thick as a baby's arm was cut into two pieces like cutting tofu.

"Squeak..."

The rusty iron door made a harsh friction sound, slowly opening, and a tall figure stood at the door with the sunlight on his back, with a solemn atmosphere.

The young man raised his hand, and two cold lights flew back into the long wooden box behind him, and walked into the factory.

A pair of narrow eyes swept into Bai Fengjiu next to the iron bucket.

The young man suddenly looked trembling, he turned his head and tilted his head, and a crowbar hangs a bad wind to sweep by.

"out!"

A red light flew out from the wooden box behind the young man, and cut off the crowbar with a harsh roar and headed straight for Tang Xiaomi's throat.

"stop!"

Bai Fengjiu shouted loudly, and Hongmang stopped less than one centimeter from Tang Xiaomi's throat.

"Owner."

The young man looked at Bai Fengjiu sideways, and his thoughts move, and a red light flies back to the wooden box behind him.

Tang Xiaomi breathed a sigh of relief, and the clothes behind her were soaked in sweat.

"Xiaoqing, why are you here?"

"Mr. Bai..."

Gu Youqing ran to Bai Fengjiu and squatted down to check his injuries, looking sad.

"I came to investigate the case of Qiao Yinian's murder at the Huaxia Prayer Committee."

"I didn't expect that the person involved in this case was Mr. Bai."

Gu Youqing talked about the outside world to Bai Fengjiu.

Now the Wulin Alliance is controlled by Dan Taizi and Wu Mengzhu. The two of them issued an order to offer a large reward of Bai Fengjiu and catch the bounty of 10 million spirit coins.

"It has now increased to 100 million spiritual coins."

Bai Fengjiu smiled and touched her neck.

"I didn't expect that my life was so valuable. You two might as well hand me over. There are 100 million spiritual coins and you can buy a lot of things."

Gu Youqing said: "I believe Mr. Bai is innocent."

Tang Xiaomi said angrily: "When is it now, I'm still in the mood to joke."

Gu Youqing said seriously: "Mr. Bai, the people from the Wulin League are looking for you everywhere. If I can find it, others will definitely be able to do it. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. I will take you away now and find a safe place."

"It's too late!"

Tang Xiaomi, who was going to close the door, frowned. On the hillside in the distance, more than a dozen off-road vehicles were driving here. Tang Xiaomi recognized the car that was leading the way at a glance. It was his dear brother Tang Li.

"This damn brat actually betrayed me!"

Tang Xiaomi gritted her teeth and wanted to rush over and beat Tang Li.

Tang Li pretended to be calm and drove slowly, his eyes wandering, and his heart was extremely anxious.

He led the people from the Wulin League to circle here for three times, hoping that his sister would see it, and then hurriedly left with the damn Bai Fengjiu.

"parking!"

The Qing-style Martial Saint who was sitting in the co-pilot said in a deep voice. Tang Li had no choice but to step on the brakes and stop on the side of the road.

"Do you think you are very smart?" The green-clothed Martial Saint's voice was cold, and his eyes were like sharp blades passing through Tang Li's face.

Tang Li involuntarily fought a cold war, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the coldness arose behind him.

"hey-hey……"

Tang Li smiled and smiled: "Mr. Wu Sheng, what you said is that your wisdom is like the sun in the sky. My little cleverness is the stars."

Zheng Tu in the back seat patted the driver's seat backrest.

"Then why do you treat us as a fool? After several rounds, are you playing monkeys?"

Tang Li hurriedly raised his hand and made a surrender statement.

"I'm wronged! I'm really wronged! I was late at night last night, with weeds everywhere, and I don't remember the specific place."

Zheng Tu pulled out the dagger and put it in Tang Li's ear.

"If you don't give me some colors, I'm afraid you won't remember it!"

"No, no!" Tang Li hurriedly begged for mercy: "Give me another chance! I will definitely find it this time!"

"No need!" The green-clothed Martial Saint spoke slowly: "Order all vehicles to disperse, they should be nearby."

After saying that, the corners of Wu Sheng in Qing's mouth curled up slightly and looked at Tang Li sideways. The latter's throat squirmed, swallowed his saliva, and a drop of sweat the size of beans fell from his temples.

In order to make the other party believe that Tang Li's words were both true and false, the saint of the blue-clothed martial arts became a spirit, and he had long seen through these little thoughts.

The fox was ultimately unable to fight against the old hunter, and it was a young fox.

More than a dozen cars scattered, and people in the car poked their heads out of the windows and conducted a carpet-style search of the wasteland.

The abandoned factory hidden in the wilderness was soon discovered. Zheng Tu excitedly directed the driver to run wildly, and the other cars were also discovered and quickly assembled to the factory.

"Quick! Drive quickly!"

Zheng Tu urged that catching the murderer would be a great achievement.

He has been in the Wulin League for more than 20 years and is still a middle-level cadre.

In addition to having trouble having a good relationship with the superiors, there is also the fact that his own strength is not good.

The Wulin League believes in the laws of the jungle, the fittest survives, and the strong are respected.

Zheng Tu is unwilling to be inferior to others. He wants to be the best, and this is a great opportunity.

One hundred million spiritual coins, a pack of spiritual medicines that can improve the level. These resources are enough to allow him to enter the senior management of the Martial Arts League.

The person driving was Zheng Tu's confidant. When he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the off-road vehicle roared like a mad cow rushing towards the abandoned factory.

Suddenly, three figures flew past the roof of the car.

Zheng Tu looked up and screamed in his heart. The three martial saints flew past the void and fell at the entrance of the abandoned factory in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Tu slapped his thighs and was very upset.

As soon as the three martial saints landed, two teams of cars drove from left to right, and figures of people flew down in the air, smiling faces.

"Three, why don't you think of us if you have good things?"

The five martial saints represent the interests of the five families, each with ulterior motives, all want to catch the murderer and obtain the 100 million spiritual coins and a pack of elixirs.

The five people looked at each other, looked vigilant, and did not dare to enter the factory without authorization.

Because they all know that whoever acts first will be the target of public criticism.

Zheng Tu saw the five martial saints standing at the door without moving, thinking, guarding each other, his furrowed brows gradually stretched out, and a fox-like smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The back wall of the factory was ruined, and the weeds were more than one person tall. Zheng Tu jumped into it and looked in, and there was no one.

"The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole are behind you, and you old monsters will argue in front. I'm going to make a name for myself!"
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