Horizontal Push Starts From Drawing a Sword

Lin Shuguang and Feng San sat in separate boxes, chatting while eating, joking from time to time.

When mentioning Huaicheng, Feng San really said a strange thing: "You may not know it, [Blood Wasteland] was suddenly under martial law for the past two days, and many soldiers came, fully armed, and did not know it would appear. What's the matter... This martial law, many hunter teams can only eat their own money, and the weaker teams don't know if they can survive it."

While Feng San sighed, Lin Shuguang's eyes flashed.

[Blood Wasteland] Is it under martial law?

He instantly thought of the [Fulong Cave], but the Special Administrative Bureau had already issued a death order and it must be kept secret, so Lin Shuguang could not tell Feng San the truth.

What's more, he is not sure whether [Blood Wasteland] is the same thing as [Fulong Cave].

After saying goodbye to Feng San that night, Lin Shuguang called Si Qianjun when he returned to his residence.

Si Qianjun was a little surprised to receive a call from Lin Shuguang: "I haven't seen a call from your kid for more than two months, so you're looking for me this evening?

Oh, let's talk, who's people are you provoking? "

After hearing Si Qianjun's words, Lin Shuguang said quietly, "Isn't that the Secretary, do you think I'm so unbearable?"

Si Qianjun answered very decisively: "Yes!"

"..." Lin Shuguang has a black line, "I really don't cause trouble. Do I look like the kind of person who can cause trouble? I'm a good citizen. Well, the bureau won't give me a three-good youth award."

Si Qianjun sneered, "Don't talk to me about something useless, what are you talking about?"

Lin Shuguang smiled harmlessly, "It's nothing, I just miss you."

"..." Si Qianjun fell into a long silence.

Lin Shuguang continued to ask questions, "Is the Secretary working hard lately? Don't stay up late, remember to bring a thermos cup with some wolfberry in it... Don't be too tired, you are the pride of our Huaicheng, don't be tired..."

Si Qianjun took a deep breath, as if to persuade himself to calm down: "What's the matter?"

"It's really okay." Lin Shuguang never mentioned his true thoughts.

Si Qianjun: "Don't you say I'm hanging up?"

"If it disturbs the bureau, then hang up." Lin Shuguang didn't change his face.

Si Qianjun paused for a while, and was also muttering in his heart.

What the hell is going on with this kid? He still cares about people. The sun is coming out from the west?

He asked again uncertainly, "Is it all right?"

Lin Shuguang's tone suddenly became "shy": "It's really nothing. What should I say, I called my family two days ago, and they all said it was fine, but I couldn't worry about it."

Si Qianjun paused: "There's nothing wrong with your family. Yesterday, I went to Linji's shop to eat a bowl of noodles. It's really good."

Lin Shuguang smiled and said, "Officer, how is Huaicheng recently, is there any news?"

Si Qianjun said casually: "Everything is fine, except that there is something wrong with the bloody wasteland."

"Is it serious?" When it came to the main topic, Lin Shuguang immediately regained his spirits.

Si Qianjun said, "It's inconvenient to talk about it on the phone, it's similar to what happened to [Fulong Cave]."

Lin Shuguang's pupils shrank: "[Fulong Cave]? I also participated in this matter, and the bureau should have heard about the magic capital during this period of time, right?"

Si Qianjun hummed: "I have read your report."

Lin Shuguang was curious about the truth of [Fulong Cave] before, but unfortunately he couldn't catch up. Now that something happened to [Blood Wasteland], he immediately said: "Secretary, there is a shortage of staff in the bureau, I will buy tickets tomorrow morning. go back!"

"Need not."

"No, you need to!"

Si Qianjun's eyelids blew into silence, but he still refused: "...It's not that bad yet, you can train with peace of mind."

Lin Shuguang secretly said that it was a pity, so he had to take a step back: "Call me anytime you need me, it is my duty!"

After Si Qianjun hung up the phone, his face was strange: "Why do you always feel like this kid is holding back his thoughts?"

And far away in the magic capital.

Lin Shuguang put down his phone and fell into contemplation...

"What happened in [Fulong Cave]... Maybe it can subvert everyone's worldview, otherwise Professor Ding would not be forced to look like a ghost or a ghost...

Resurrection of the gods? It won't be so cruel... If it really has something to do with the gods, all the order established in the past three hundred years may be broken..."

Thinking of this terrifying conjecture, Lin Shuguang still shook his head, "It should be because I thought too much. If the gods were to recover, it would be impossible for Da Xia to take measures... In the end, the authority was too low to understand more confidential information."

"I really want to know what it feels like to slaughter God..."

During this time in the magic capital, Lin Shuguang felt more and more that his strength was not enough through this feeling.

Originally, he had also become a martial artist and became a high-end strength.

But now through various signs, this world hides a group of real high-end combat power.

Such as the mysterious Bodhidharma.

Another example is the shrine, this well-known magical organization has many subordinates in the cultivation stage, not to mention that the divine envoy has at least the cultivation level of the cultivation stage with only one spiritual sense.

If this body comes into the world, won't it explode?

Lin Shuguang even felt that the martial artist he saw now was not the high-end martial arts of Daxia at all.

Perhaps the Dirty Refinement period is just the beginning...

"It's useless to think about it so much, wait for me to be hardened before thinking about these things! If I participate rashly, I can only die!"

Putting aside the distracting thoughts, Lin Shuguang began to calm down and start practicing.

...

a few days later.

Lin Shuguang, who was immersed in cultivation, was invited out of the academy by Cao Chao with a phone call.

"What mission this time?" Lin Shuguang asked casually when he got into the car.

Cao Chao said with a smile: "Our people found an inter-provincial smuggler organization today, and we are in charge of the three divisions. The bonus of 500,000 yuan, although it is a little less, but what we have gained during the mission, we only need to turn over 30%... this kind of Mission is rich."

"And the sale of warriors doing snake heads?" Lin Shuguang rushed to Qiqi.

Cao Chao explained in a low voice: "The world is as black as crows. Generally, people who do this business are related to demon cultivators. They will capture the awakened and hand them over to the organization above for human experiments or to be made into puppets..."

Lin Shuguang nodded.

He doesn't care about the background of the other party, the key is whether he is really rich or not.

The car stopped at a certain intersection.

Cao Chao whispered: "People are in the yard at No. 257. This is the map we got. There is a basement underneath, and people are locked in it."

Lin Shuguang nodded: "You stay at the door in case there are fish that slip through the net. The ones inside—"

"I'll fix it."

Lin Shuguang got out of the car alone.

Inside the car, Cao Chao and Han Yi looked at each other.

"How many minutes did you bet?"

"twenty minutes?"

"Five minutes."

...

As soon as the voice fell, "Boom" exploded, and the whole street was shaken.