Horizontal Push Starts From Drawing a Sword

The matter of the bloody wasteland was not taken by Lin Shuguang.

He even dared to cut it as a warrior, not to mention the ugly men in camouflage uniforms, they are not even warriors.

If you want to steal his things, you have to die!

Those people not only failed to grab the slightest from Lin Shuguang's hands, but were also forced to give a day's income, which can be said to be a waste of time.

When Feng San received the news and brought someone to pick up Lin Shuguang, he was also frightened by the package in his place.

No wonder Lin Shuguang called him to say that there were a lot of things, he had expected how much, but seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Are you trying to exterminate the wild ghost ape?"

As soon as the list was concluded, Lin Shuguang earned 900,000 this trip, of which the Wild Ghost Ape brought in 500,000, and the rest was the income of a few precious medicines.

If it wasn't for the poor deboning technique of those people, Lin Shuguang would have made more money.

Don't think that this price is not comparable to Lin Shuguang's other income, after all, the price of the wild ghost ape is only in the early 2000s!

Lin Shuguang's trip was equivalent to killing more than 200 wild ghost apes.

Those hunter teams only contributed more than ten heads, and they were still incomplete.

Before leaving, Feng San pulled a middle-aged man to introduce to Lin Shuguang: "This is Lao Zhong, my person. I have to travel far away in two days, and it will take half a month to come back at the earliest. If you still have You can find him for business, and he will arrange it for you."

The middle-aged man looked quite a bit vicissitudes of life, and his dark face suddenly showed a cautious smile: "Sir, if you have something to do, just tell me, the boss has already explained it."

"Okay, I see." Lin Shuguang nodded, glanced at Feng San, pondered for a while and asked, "Is it difficult? I'll help you settle it if necessary."

Feng San smiled comfortably: "When I really need you, I will never be polite to you."

"Do you want me to take you off in two days?"

"Come on, it's not about life and death, what are you sending me for?"

"Ah!"

The two were fighting each other while carrying the package.

Lao Zhong stood aside, bowing his head and not squinting.

He has a friend named Meng who is a driver.

I heard Lao Meng mentioned earlier that the boss has a martial artist friend who is said to be fierce when he starts.

I've never had the chance to see it, but when I saw this blood-stained package today... To be honest, his legs are a little weak now.

Carefully peeked at the boss, as if he was really afraid that he was joking too far, and the young and outrageous martial artist next to him would slash with a knife.

...

After Feng San sent Lin Shuguang to Lin Kee's shop, the two said goodbye.

"As usual, come to a bowl of noodles."

Lin Shuguang found a corner and instructed his clerk.

The clerk did not leave after writing it down. He stuck his head to the door and waited for the next voice.

Waiting left and right to see the figure of Butler Zhou.

I just heard Lin Shuguang say angrily, "I'm the only one!"

The young clerk coughed dryly and hurried to the back kitchen.

There is only a young master today?

It's a little uncomfortable!

After Mother Lin finished her work in the backyard, she saw that she was eating noodles in the corner, so she walked over, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Where's Dad?"

Mother Lin said casually, "Go to stock up. How's your practice going recently? Do you have enough money?"

Lin Shuguang took a bite of the noodles, and said vaguely: "Enough is enough, I have made a lot of money recently. Do you have any money at home that I want to transfer to you?"

"Last time you gave the family enough." Mother Lin said with a smile: "I don't know what luck has passed. The business in the store is getting better and better now, and many people come to our house to order food."

"Huh?" Lin Shuguang stopped eating noodles.

Just as he was about to say something, someone suddenly called.

Mother Lin didn't say anything when she saw it.

Lin Shuguang connected: "Director... Zhao Yonghui? Okay, I remember, I'll be there soon."

The bowl of noodles in front of me stopped eating after just two bites. I got up and hurriedly said, "Mom, I'm going out to do some errands."

Mother Lin looked at him in a hurry, and said hurriedly, "Would you like to eat two more bites, so as not to starve at night?"

"No, it's urgent."

"Then pay attention to safety on the road."

"rest assured……"

After Lin Shuguang disappeared, Mother Lin suddenly came back to her senses, "Director? He also has classmates called Director... It's an interesting name."

at the intersection.

A woman in her early thirties walked over quickly, with refreshing shoulder-length short hair, and said resolutely, "Lin Shuguang?"

Lin Shuguang nodded: "Zhao Yonghui?"

Zhao Yonghui stretched out her hand, and the two briefly shook it, "I wonder if Director Jiang has made it clear to you that this mission is more dangerous."

Lin Shuguang said indifferently, "Who needs to be killed?"

Zhao Yonghui was stagnant.

Such a big breath?

Just when he was about to talk about the danger seriously, Lin Shuguang greeted, "Did you come by car? Let's talk while walking."

Zhao Yonghui paused and opened her mouth.

After thinking about it, I thought that Jiu Chu was able to recommend him here, and it must be something special, so I pressed the doubt in my heart: "The car is here."

After getting in the car, Zhao Yonghui explained the situation to Lin Shuguang, speaking very fast: "This group of magic cultivators comes from a magic cultivating organization called [Lejimen], which has been hiding and developing in our city for three years... We are also It took a lot of effort and sacrificed a lot of colleagues to finally find their traces...

At present, the other party has been surrounded by us... This is their information you can look at. "

Zhao Yonghui handed over a stack of documents.

Lin Shuguang took it and opened it.

...

[Lejimen]: Magic Cultivation Organization, threat level 4 stars (bad);

Leader: Wang Yuehu;

Repair: Bone quenching four sounds (suspected);

There are five suspected members of the martial artist cultivation base;

...

Zhao Yonghui was very quiet, but she drove at a fast pace. She ran through no less than ten traffic lights along the way, and finally stopped at the gate of a community with a screeching tire screeching sound.

At this moment, the community has been under martial law in all directions. There are more than a dozen men in black with weapons standing at the door, and there are several snipers hidden in the high places in the distance.

The atmosphere is serious, like an enemy!

After Zhao Yonghui took out her certificate and waited for the man in black to verify it, she led Lin Shuguang into the community.

A middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears trotted out sweating profusely.

Zhao Yonghui's expression changed when she saw the sound of the explosion in the distance, "What's the situation now?"

The middle-aged man wiped his sweat and said quickly: "Director Zhao, things have exceeded our expectations. We have sacrificed three warriors here!"

Zhao Yonghui's expression changed.

Every warrior is a rare talent of the country.

At this time, three people were sacrificed? !

"what happened?"

The middle-aged man said with a sad face: "I can't even hold the four chimes. We suspect that Wang Yuehu's strength is far more than the four, so the superior just gave an order to evacuate all the warriors below the four, and the superior assigned the six strong. intervention."

Zhao Yonghui looked shocked.

Strong Six! ! !

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