Chapter 1216: Chu Mengyao was taken away!

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Hearing the words of the chief of the police, everyone else in the court breathed a sigh of relief, relieved.

In their capacity, it is natural to know that there are many special institutions in China that specialize in handling such supernatural cases.

As long as the mysterious masters take the initiative, this case is considered appropriate.

At this time, the policeman took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and then said in an unusually respectful voice: "Hey... Chief Xiang, I have something to report to you!"

...

A quarter of an hour later, the military base on the outskirts of Huahai.

Xiang Pojun, the leader of the Oriental Excalibur, was sitting at the desk.

In his hands, is a stack of documents recording the number of people who died strangely tonight.

A total of 563 people!

Everyone is an important figure in the Japanese and Korean enterprises. If any one dies, it will probably cause a lot of disturbance. Now, overnight, the forces of these two countries have been completely bloodbathed and uprooted!

If this matter spreads out, I am afraid it will cause diplomatic problems.

Xiang Pojun also discovered that many of the dead were commercial spies, and they had been filed in the Oriental Excalibur for a long time, but they were not arrested for fear of stunned snakes.

Unexpectedly, these spies were all beheaded. In a sense, Huaxia officials would like to thank the mysterious "murderer"!

"Who will it be?"

Xiang Pojun's brows were frowned into the shape of Sichuan, and he was lost in thought. The names of the strong came to mind one after another.

The Art of Flying Sword!

For ordinary people, it is the legendary magic of the fairy family, but it is not uncommon in the hidden Sejong gate.

It's just that, the peerless and powerful people of the Hidden Sejong Sect, with their eyes above the top, they simply disdain to leave the heaven and the blessed land and set foot on the mundane world lacking spiritual energy.

What's more...Even if they came out of the mountain, it was impossible for them to deal with the people of Wa and Korea for no reason!

"Buzzing buzzing..."

Just when Xiang Pojun was puzzled, the phone vibrated for a while, and the Huahai police leader called again.

"Chief Xiang, we just got the latest information. A surveillance video captured the murder weapon's process, so I'll pass it on to you!"

A few seconds later, Xiang Pojun's mobile phone received a video of more than ten megabytes in size.

The video is very short, only a few seconds, and the picture is very blurry.

In the dark night, suddenly there was a purple electric light flashing, like a thunder dragon tearing the darkness, even if it was just a scene captured by surveillance, one could feel the sharp sharpness in it.

Xiang Pojun slowed down the video playback speed by a full ten times before finally seeing the core position of the purple electric light, which was a uniquely shaped sword.

"Huh? This sword is—"

Suddenly, Xiang Pojun's face changed drastically, and he stood up from his chair abruptly, excited and unbelievable, a young figure appeared in his mind.

"Is it him?"

"Could it be... he's back?"

"But how is it possible?"

For a time, countless thoughts flashed through Xiang Pojun's mind.

...

"boom!"

At this moment, a vast and infinite aura suddenly emerged, like a dormant dragon suddenly awakening.

Feeling this breath, Xiang Pojun's face changed drastically, his whole body tense, as if he was facing an enemy.

You know, he is a powerful man with extraordinary strength, and he has a keen sense of the vitality around him. It is almost impossible for anyone to quietly break into him.

But now, that person really did it, which proves that the strength of the person here is beyond imagination.

"Who is it? Come out!"

Xiang Pojun adjusted his body to the best condition, ready to go, ready to fight.

"Elder Xiang, don't be nervous, it's me!"

A young voice seemed to come from the Nine Heavens Profound Realm.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's figure appeared in the room out of thin air like magic.

Xiang Pojun looked at him straightforwardly, his eyes gleaming, and he couldn't help exclaiming:

"Xiao Fan?!"

Even Xiang Pojun, a well-informed and well-informed and battle-tested, was so surprised at this moment.

"Elder Xiang, I'm back!" Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Xiao Fan, really you? But three months ago, didn't you have been buried under a nuclear bomb in the United States? I even sent someone into the Black Rock Desert to search and rescue, but I couldn't find you at all!" Xiang Lao shouted. .

"Elder Xiang, because I practiced a special technique, I was lucky enough to get my life back!" Ye Fan explained.

"what?"

Suddenly, a surprised look appeared on Xiang Pojun’s face again, his eyes fell on Ye Fan’s lower abdomen, as if he had found something, and he asked again: "Xiao Fan, where is your dantian? How can I not feel you? The breath of Dantian?"

"Elder Xiang, in the nuclear bomb, my Dantian has been broken!" Ye Fan said.

Hearing this, Xiang Pojun's face became a little ugly.

For the martial artist, the broken dantian is equivalent to the loss of martial arts, and it is no different from the useless man.

However, Xiang Pojun still offered comfort and said: "It's good to be able to come back alive..."

"Elder Xiang, I haven't finished yet! Although my dantian is broken, I used a special method to reshape the nine dantians in other parts of my body! Today I am as strong as a nine-fold increase!" Ye Fan proudly said.

"what?!"

Xiang Pojun was taken aback, even a little unwilling to believe his ears.

You know, Ye Fan before, the strength has reached a very exaggerated level, with one person's strength, the Japanese country can bow down.

And now, if his strength really skyrocketed nine times, how terrifying would it be?

I am afraid that those old monsters who have been closed for a hundred years in the Sejong Gate can't compete with them!

"boom!"

At this moment, Ye Fan straightened his chest and burst into a breath.

In an instant, Xiang Pojun felt unprecedented pressure, even more terrifying than facing the siege of several celestial powerhouses, as if an imperfect mountain descended from the sky and pressed against him, almost out of breath.

More importantly, Xiang Pojun still had a strong premonition. Ye Fan did not show his full strength now, only showing the tip of the iceberg.

After a while, Ye Fan reduced his breath.

Xiang Pojun sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Xiao Fan, I am afraid that there is no enemy of yours in the huge Huaxia today! By the way, can you kill those Japanese and Koreans tonight?"

"Yes!" Ye Fan nodded, and said, "Those clowns who use all kinds of despicable means to inflict on my company are unforgivable! Xiang Lao, don't you blame me for killing you?"

"Of course not!" Xiang Lao shook his head quickly and continued to ask: "Do you know the news of your surviving in the US?"

"Yeah! Actually, before returning to China, I had already settled that grievance!"

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan recounted the killing of the infantry division, the killing of the White House, and the forced President Madison to bow his head in a few words.

Xiang Pojun was full of enthusiasm, and he wanted to fight side by side with Ye Fan to fight against the enemy.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan took out a USB flash drive, handed it over, and explained: "Xiang Lao, I also asked the United States to hand over the design drawings of mecha fighters. It is in this USB flash drive! And... …From now on, U.S. warships and aircraft carriers will withdraw from the waters of East Asia, and we will never commit any more!"

"well done!"

Xiang Pojun was very excited. He didn't expect Ye Fan to do such a feat with his own power, which was more effective than a thousand troops.

"Xiao Fan, I really don't know what to say, even if I give you the position of the leader of the Eastern Divine Sword, you still deserve it!" Xiang Pojun said with emotion.

"Elder Xiang, I just did what I should do!" Ye Fan said.

Suddenly, Xiang Pojun seemed to have thought of something, a very complicated expression appeared on his face, his mouth was slightly open, he looked like he wanted to talk, and he did not speak for a long time.

"Huh? Xiang Lao, what's the matter with you?" Ye Fan looked suspicious.

"Xiao Fan, I want to tell you one thing next, you must stay calm and don't get excited!" Xiang Pojun said solemnly.

Seeing what he said so solemnly, Ye Fan was even more curious, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Xiao Fan, your lover... is it called Chu Mengyao?" Xiang Lao asked.

"Yeah!" Ye Fan nodded, with an ominous premonition in his heart, and asked: "Xiang Lao, what happened to Mengyao?"

"Hey..." Xiang Pojun sighed quietly, and said, "That little girl was taken away by the Yanjinglong family!"