Chapter 1210

Coincidentally, in the seat behind them, a woman with a cold face was sitting, with a cold breath all over her body. She had been watching the laptop in front of them with a black face.

Seeing the blood covered "Yin Ziyu" lying in the car with lax pupils, Yin Ziyu's anger could no longer be contained. He directly untied the problem and took it away safely. He turned his laptop around and stared at the picture above. He asked in a deep voice, "where is the body now? Who went after the murderer? "

Because always with habits, Yin Ziyu's voice is still constrained, Mu Xianghui did not recognize this is the "dead" one.

Mu Xianghui frowned. Yin Ziyu had many female confidants, especially in foreign countries. It's not unusual to meet a person who knew him on the plane.

What's strange is that this woman seems to know him as well. She speaks casually and asks questions about his identity and authority. This woman, Mu Xianghui, is sure to have never seen her, and her identity is top secret in the Central Plains, not to mention overseas?

Instantly become very vigilant, on the left hand behind has touched the hidden in the belt on the micro anesthesia gun.

Where does Yin Ziyu care about this? He points his finger on Mu Xianghui's shoulder, which makes his whole body soft and sour. Next to Wang Tong just want to start, Yin Ziyu casually played a thin needle in the past, the moment also gave her in the original place.

The couple were shocked. This woman was obviously a foreigner. How could the martial arts of the Central Plains be so superb? Ordinary people in the Wulin may not be able to do those two easy moves. As this man looked at the information on the computer over and over again, his face became more and more ugly, and Mu Xianghui's heart sank.

Before returning to China, some mysterious but powerful figures have appeared. If the news gets out, I'm afraid there will be more ghosts and ghosts pouring into the Central Plains. It's really hard to predict what will happen at that time.

Yin Ziyu turned over several times and looked at the written records. He understood the situation at that time. The whole person's murderous spirit was like substance. Originally, the steward who wanted to persuade Yin Ziyu to take a seat didn't dare to come because of his evil temperament. He just told the steward quietly.

The purser looked out from the purser's probe and happened to see several girls go to the toilet, but Yin Ziyu didn't look so conspicuous. He shook his head and said with a smile to the steward, "my dear child, you are too sensitive. It's just a lovely girl. Don't be too nervous. "

Ordinary class is no better than first class. The aisle is narrow and the top is low. No one wants to stay in the narrow gap for a long time. I believe the girl will go back by herself soon.

Yin Ziyu looked back at Mu Xianghui with a black face: "answer me!"

Mu Xianghui moved hard and watched Yin Ziyu close the computer and bring it back to his position. He was even more worried and said in a deep voice: "this girl, we don't seem to know each other. Don't you think it's too much to do this?"

Yin Ziyu looked down at his clothes. Then he came back to himself and hummed: "you don't know me, but I know you. The second young master of Mu family, the capital of Central Plains, just got married. When other people's families were broken, the couple went abroad for their honeymoon, right

Mu Xianghui and his wife were so shocked that they looked at each other. They did not expect that their identities were mastered so thoroughly. In other words, the secret of the special forces has been completely exposed in the eyes of others. For them, it may bring a devastating blow.

The only result of this special operations team leader who has exposed his identity is to retire behind the scenes, and all members of the whole special forces have to exchange blood, or even re cultivate.

This is undoubtedly a major blow, too heavy to bear.

"Who are you? Why do you know me? " Mu Xianghui's voice is dry, and Wang Tong is also biting her lower lip. After getting along with her husband for a long time, she can still predict what he thinks.

However, he is concerned about the safety of his husband. If his identity is exposed, he will never come abroad again.

Of course, Yin Ziyu knew what they were afraid of. He hummed with a cold face: "answer my question, or I'll make your identity public. It's hard to go back in my life!"

Mu Xianghui clenched his teeth. In this case, he did not dare to take risks. He only lowered his voice and switched to Nancheng dialect, saying, "I can only answer in this language. If you can understand me, don't blame me. The murderer is a famous person in the Wulin. It's hard to find him, but our people are trying their best to find him. Yin Ziyu's brother is also looking for him. We also informed his sect, believing that the elders of the sect would soon avenge him. "

"What, the old man?" Yin Ziyu was surprised. Although the old ghost was not in tune at ordinary times, in fact, he had to protect the calf tightly. He went out of the mountain several times because he suffered a loss. If you know you've been killed, you'll probably come out in anger. With the old ghost's martial arts cultivation, few people in the world can cure him.I'm sweating on my forehead. It's a little big. Originally, I was still thinking about going back. I sneaked out to find old York to live in seclusion with some women who had relations with me, such as Song Yi, Qian Linfang and Bi Shengnan, or go to the valley to find a master to simply live.

Now it seems that the first thing to do is to inform the old ghost. In case he causes any trouble, I'm afraid he can't stay in the valley.

The notebook back to Mu Xianghui, is hesitant to contact the old ghost immediately, the plane's TV suddenly turned to the news program, the picture above is a little fuzzy, but just the photo in the notebook.

Accompanied by the bloody pictures, the commentator broadcast the report lightly: "according to the information provided by unknown people, the legendary King razor in the mercenary world who had been strange for a long time was attacked in the Central Plains recently, and was seriously injured and died. This matter has spread like a storm and tsunami in the mercenary circle. Many mercenaries are excited, and other forces remain silent about it. We interviewed the leaders of some forces, and most of them expressed doubts about this. "

The words changed: "however, we have reason to believe that this is a great victory of justice over evil. Although the accuracy of the information needs to be further confirmed, as Sanchez, the third young master of the Locke consortium, said, all street mice will be caught by cats one day. He is very happy to hear such exciting news."

Yin Ziyu pulls back the computer he used to plug in and opens the mercenary website with a black face. Sure enough, it's like an explosion. The top posts are all about the news that he was killed.

What's more irritating is that what the mercenaries care about is not the death of their king's razor, but who did it. Countless people are waiting for their superiors, but they are given the only precious opportunity to take it away.

Shit! How can this be tolerated