From now on, there are only swallows and no saints. When the two yachts docked and the saint stepped ashore, this sentence appeared in her heart. Being alone with Li Yifei these days is both a kind of escape and a kind of buffer.? Read? Book 1ka?nshu·cc

Li Yifei knew that this was a very cruel choice for the Saint, but he could not help too much. Whether it was his killing or the Saint failed, his cultivation could not move forward, and he would lose the honor of the Saint, which was cruel.

She must face it and think it through herself, otherwise others will not be able to help.

Stepping onto the solid ground, you don’t have to sway in the sea, but you have to face new torture.

Li Yifei fixed the yacht, carried the Mo Wu Knife, walked to the saint, patted her back gently, and said, "Let's go, let's find a place to have a meal, and then go back to your country after the meal!"

With the ability of the jihadist organization, it is not difficult to investigate the commander behind the drone bombing of the two people. It can even be said to be very simple, but there is a premise. This matter cannot be the decision of the jihadist organization. It can be an individual, but it cannot be the entire organization. Otherwise, the investigation will be in vain.

"Do you have subordinates who can completely trust?" Li Yifei asked while eating.

The saint thought for a while, nodded, and said, "Of course there is, so what do you mean...I'll ask about the situation first?"

"Yes, we know nothing now, we always need to have a breakthrough point."

"Okay, I'll contact you after dinner!"

The two of them had a full meal and walked out. Li Yifei bought a pack of cigarettes and lit one. The saint called the beach more than ten meters away and called one of her subordinates. The two could be said to have grown up together. The subordinate has been responsible for serving her since childhood. The saint can have an absolute guarantee of loyalty.

Li Yifei could also hear the content of the phone, but he didn't listen. He just watched the saint's facial expression change. He seemed a little solemn at first, and then felt relieved, but he quickly became solemn again. One?? Reading a book??·1.k?a?n?s?h?u?·cc

When the Saint Maiden called and walked back, Li Yifei saw that her face was not very good, so he asked, "What's the situation?"

The saint shook his head, remained silent for a moment before saying, "It's very strange!"

"Strange?" Li Yifei said in confusion.

"Nagia said that my people were locked up and restricted their freedom, and she was the only one who went out to do business, but it was said that someone was following her..."

"Is it really your organization done it?" Li Yifei's eyelids twitched. If it was done by the jihad organization, then this matter... would really be a long-term plan.

"I don't know, but our plan needs to be changed!" The saint said seriously. Li Yifei glanced around and pulled the saint towards the yacht's pier. He said as he walked: "Let's go back quickly. The yacht cannot appear at the pier, otherwise it will be seen... Well, no, this is better!"

Li Yifei said suddenly and stopped again, turned his head to look at the saint, and said, "I understand what you mean. No matter whether it is a jihad organization or not, it is your own people, you can go back, but I don't have to show up. I can hide in the dark. We are all light and dark. If it is the collective decision of the Elders' House, then I am unlucky. I will write down this revenge and I will avenge it in the future. If it is a decision of someone else, then we must avenge this revenge!"

When the saint heard this, he understood what Li Yifei meant, nodded and added: "That's what I mean, of course, the premise is that this matter is really done in the organization. I am in the open and you are in the dark, so that the opponent will be exposed more easily."

"Okay, then do this. I'm investigating the drone in the dark. You go back to the organization!" Li Yifei said. "A reading book w?ww?·1?k?a want n books?h?u·cc

"Then you don't need to deal with the yacht. I'll drive it back, but all the videos in the hotel just now have to be processed just in case." said the saint.

Li Yifei said: "Leave these to me, just go back and investigate. Also, be careful. No matter what, if you lose, the elders within the organization will not know what their attitude will be. Never show off. If not, run away quickly and find a way to go to China. Although the jihad organization is very strong, if it is in China, I can still protect you!"

The saint bit her lip and said, "I understand, so do you, let's keep in touch!"

"Well, go and remember what I said!"

After the decision, the Saint left the Virgin Islands directly, while Li Yifei waited for most of the day. After getting a fake identity, he moved to the United States. Li Yifei's mission was to find out the model of the drone. When Li Yifei rushed to the Saint, the drone was not too far away. Li Yifei could even see some shapes of the fuselage, so it was not difficult to find out the model of the drone. He didn't even have to do this in person, because the Saint would definitely investigate. Their investigation was definitely much easier than Li Yifei, but they were afraid that the other party would refuse to investigate... Li Yifei was also waiting for the Saint to contact him and tell him some of the internal situation of the Jihad organization that he could continue.

At this time, the Saint had returned to the jihad organization in a high-profile manner. The reason why it was said to be high-profile was that the Saint even contacted the personnel of the jihad organization in the Virgin Islands shortly after leaving Li Yifei. When the other party saw the Saint appear, they were surprised and happy. They hurriedly reported and arranged for someone to escort the Saint back. After all, the Saint looked very injured and looked very ugly.

For ordinary members of the jihadist organization, the Saint is the highest symbol of the entire organization and a person they respect extremely. How can they not pay attention to such a person being injured? After reporting it layer by layer, the news of the Saint being seriously injured was passed to the top leaders of the jihadist organization, and a group of elders rushed back to the organization headquarters.

In the Elders' Courtyard, the Saint was facing inquiries from a group of elders of the jihad organization. She looked very tired and was in a bad mood. Andysto, the elder of the jihad organization, walked up to her with a bad look. He asked, "What the hell is going on? Who won you or the Golden Eagle?"

"I lost!" the saint said calmly.

"You lost? How could you lose? Mingming..." The Great Elder Andysto stopped halfway, looked up at the other elders, and did not continue. The Saint continued, "Mingming What? Grand Elder, do you want to say that he had arranged someone to help me kill Li Yifei?"

"No, I can't do such a thing, but I have indeed thought of a way for you to summon the saints' scepter. Can't I kill the Golden Eagle in this way?" said the great elder Andysto.

Elder Andrew hurriedly said, "That's right, the Saint's Scepter is a recognized holy weapon in the organization. If you can summon it, it proves that you are one of the strongest saints in all generations. I don't believe that the golden eagle can withstand the attack of the Saint's Scepter!"

"No, I lost, he is stronger than you think. It is useless for me to summon the saint scepter. Even the holy light hit him without much harm!" The saint said calmly. Her eyes seemed to be motionless, but in fact she was also paying attention to the changes in the expressions of these elders.

"Impossible!" Andrew immediately shook his head, slapped the table, and glared at the saint, "Are you showing mercy? I know you love him, but you are the saint in the organization. Your duty does not allow you to let him go..."

"Elder Andrew, please stop talking. I have no chance of restraining. I even swung my strength of only 12% and I was already swinging it, but I still couldn't beat him, so I was defeated." The saint said.

Andrew still didn't believe it, Andy Stowe raised his hand and asked in a hoarse voice: "So you lost?"

"Yes, I lost!" The Saint nodded.

"Okay..." Andy Stoop sighed, seemingly a little hit, and said a few seconds later: "It is also the arrangement of God. Even if you hold the holy weapon, you can't beat that inner demon. This is also your destiny!"

"How is that possible? I don't believe it, Saint, where did you lose?" The other elder didn't believe it very much, so he walked up to ask.

The saint glanced at the other party. The elder was not bad to her normally, and even watched her grow up when she was a child, so the saint had a good attitude towards him, so he replied, "I was at a disadvantage from the beginning. Although I fought hard, I still lost!"

"This Golden Eagle!" When several elders heard this, they gritted their teeth. The defeat of the Saint Maiden means that the ten or twenty years of efforts of the Holy War organization were in vain, so it is impossible for them to hate Li Yifei. It can even be said that if Li Yifei stood here now, these old men and women could rush up and bit Li Yifei to death.

The Saint paid attention to everyone's expressions, and she couldn't help but smile. Until now, no one mentioned the drone. Is it that the collective pretending to be ignorant, or is it really ignorant?

"Golden Eagle has returned to China? No, I will arrange for someone to assassinate him now. If I can't kill him, I will kill his family!" Andrew had a hot temper and jumped up from his seat and was about to rush out.

Andy Sto looked back but did not stop it. Only one or two of the other elders felt that it was inappropriate, and the others even showed their consent. Can the jihad organization do it? It can be done unless Murong Yuanqing and others use national power to block the other party. Of course, if Andrew really issued a wanted death war, it would mean a declaration of war at some level. After all, many people will enter China by then, and spies trained by the jihad organization will also come forward.

But this is not something the Saint needs to consider. When she saw Andrew going away, she said, "Elder Andrew, I don't think you have to be so angry!"

"Why am I not angry? The Chinese man who was hurt by our saint stopped moving forward. Why can't I be angry? Is it easy to organize and cultivate a saint? I want to kill all his family, no, I want to kill hundreds of people before I can stop!" Andrew said angrily with a red face.
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