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Ye Zheng had long guessed that Gao Xiaowen was an expert of Fighting Techniques.

However, he did not expect that this woman's technique and speed was so familiar!

Facing the jade hand that was about to hit his throat, Ye Zheng turned to grab his opponent's forearm.

Gao Xiaowen quickly changed her moves and aimed two of her fingers at Ye Zheng's wrist.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had dissolved five or six attacks.

Ye Zheng secretly compared it in his heart: Xiao Chuhuan's Fighting Techniques, sinister, ruthless, impossible to guard against; Gao Xiaowen's Fighting Techniques, unpredictable, with ingenious moves.

The two women had different personalities, but the same thing: they both had secrets they didn't know about.

Gao Xiaowen's attacks got faster and faster.

The martial skill that Ye Zheng was proficient in was punching, kicking, and nudging. Even though he had such a short distance between them, he was still unable to keep up with Gao Xiaowen's tempo.

Gao Xiaowen made her move lightly and nimbly, her blade resting on Ye Zheng's neck.

"I've lost."

Ye Zheng sighed: "With your skills, you shouldn't have been captured alive by the Xiao Er Gongzi. I came to save you, it might be unnecessary. "

"Escaping is easy, but defeating all of Xiao Er Gongzi's bodyguards, defeating Soaring Shadow and Xue Qinhu, I can't do it no matter what."

Gao Xiaowen was telling the truth.

Suddenly, Ye Zheng grabbed Gao Xiaowen's hands and threw her onto the bed, pressing her down.

Gao Xiaowen's beautiful eyes seemed to be spitting out fire. Her hands were grabbed, unable to resist.

"You were too careless."

Ye Zheng said with a smile on his face.

"Come down!"

Gao Xiaowen ordered.

"You attacked me first."

Ye Zheng said.

Gao Xiaowen wanted to smash her head against Ye Zheng's nose, but she missed by a few centimeters.

Ye Zheng wanted to say something, but seeing Gao Xiaowen's stubborn and teary eyes, her heart softened. She felt that she had lost control of herself, and flipped over from her body, landing on the ground.

Gao Xiaowen gasped for breath and sat up.

"I've already said that we should return to being female stars and bodyguards."

Ye Zheng said: "The basis of cooperation is mutual trust."

"I don't know if I should trust you."

Gao Xiaowen sighed.

"Time will prove everything."

Ye Zheng nodded and said to Gao Xiaowen: "Now, let us go to a place."

"Where?"

Gao Xiaowen raised her head and asked.

"Fisherman's Lodge."

Ye Zheng's expression was solemn.

The sky had already darkened. The wooden house by the pier was very quiet. "Rent a boat to fish."

The sign trembled slightly in the wind.

Ye Zheng pushed the door and entered, using a flashlight to look around. The front desk was very simple, there was only a counter and two old chairs.

The atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet.

Gao Xiaowen, who was behind Ye Zheng, could not help but shiver.

"The old man who rented the fishing boat is a member of the Dark Blade. His rank isn't low either."

Ye Zheng said softly.

"Dark Blade?"

Gao Xiaowen asked.

The current Ye Zheng didn't know whether she was playing dumb or not.

"The most famous underground hitman group in the south."

Ye Zheng replied: "Flying Shadow who kidnapped you is also a member of this organization. Now I know that their business involves murder. "

Ye Zheng said without stopping as he flipped through a few books behind the counter.

These old books had recorded the list and amount of money used to rent the fishing boats. Apart from that, there were no other rewards.

Ye Zheng walked around the counter and pushed open an inconspicuous small door. Inside was a small bedroom that was only seven or eight square meters in area.

On the headboard of one of the beds was a small bookshelf with a few books on it.

Ye Zheng carefully checked and found a big cell phone on the bookshelf. However, this "cell phone"

The model does not belong to any of the manufacturers on the market.

Ye Zheng's heart trembled.

This thing, could it be the "Dark Blade"?

The group's unique communication device?

Or a positioning system?

When black shark brought his followers to search for Ye Zheng, he never thought that the mission would fail, so he didn't bring his "phone".

"You know this?"

Ye Zheng quietly asked Gao Xiaowen: "Phone?"

"It looks like a mobile phone, but …" This thing is a little strange. "

Gao Xiaowen frowned.

Ye Zheng tried pressing a few buttons, and the screen lit up.

Strangely, the words on the screen read "Dawn Poetry Club."

This was a chat software that Ye Zheng had never seen before, and it seemed to be a "chat group".

There were more than a dozen people inside, and the thing that everyone was communicating with was actually writing ancient poems and modern poems.

How preposterous!

This is called "black shark"

Was he a literary lover?

Ye Zheng tried to send a few orders. He wanted to send something to the group, but after thinking for a bit, he resisted.

This "chat group"

He didn't want to reveal his identity.

"black shark!"

The name of the chat is "Swimming fish all day long."

Ye Zheng snickered in his heart: This old fellow died at the seabed, this indeed matched up with the name of the conversation.

The name of the owner of the group is Death and Rain.

It was obvious that this fellow was rather depressed.

Looking at this weird "cell phone"

Ye Zheng's heart sank to the ice-cold bottom of the sea.

During his time in the special forces, he had come into contact with some of the foreign troops' equipment and had seen similar products: small group contactor s, they could use special satellites to avoid the enemy troops' surveillance and tracking.

"Dark Blade!"

This underground organization actually has such excellent equipment?

Ye Zheng judged: This kind of contactor, could only have "Dark Blade".

Only the upper echelons had them.

If it was just a normal mission like threatening, extorting, and beating, then the "Dark Blade" stationed in different places would be the "Dark Blade".

Members will contact the employer and act autonomously.

Only very important tasks or events would allow the higher-ups to communicate with each other.

Using this kind of contactor, although "it's hard to monitor"

but it's not "uncontrollable."

What was even more peculiar was that within the contactor left behind by the black shark, there was only one "Poetry Club".

If Ye Zheng didn't guess wrongly, they would use a poetic method to pass on information and hand in missions.

As a result, even if the information was intercepted or monitored, it would still be difficult to decipher.

Ye Zheng's finger pulled upwards, and saw a poem by the black shark. The release time was that afternoon.

Through the simple modern poetry, Ye Zheng was able to decipher the meaning behind it: Ah!

In the sky, dark clouds covered the sky (weather can get bad), and the two swordfish swam agilely in the sea (Ye Zheng and Feng Zhaozhao went to sea). I brought back my harpoon and rope net (black shark prepared to go to sea) to bring back the sea as a gift (black shark's goal was to kill Ye Zheng).

Then, he went out to sea full of confidence to hunt wolves, yet he became a ghost under Ye Zheng's hands.

Ye Zheng moved his finger upwards.

Who was at the top of black shark?

"Dark Blade!"

Who was the supreme leader?

Ye Zheng felt that the secret was in his hands!