Stop In The Deep Sea

Hua Tianfang laughed heartily after hearing this.

"In this case, it will be much easier to find this person. There are currently very few ancient warriors in the deep sea base."

Xu Meng rolled her eyes at him and teased: "You think too simply."

Hua Tianfang laughed dumbly, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Anyway, the deep-sea base now has the size of a first-tier city, with a population of at least 4 million. If you want to target an ancient warrior among so many people, it's like finding a needle in a haystack." Xu Meng explained.

Hua Tianfang suddenly became a little annoyed: "Then what do you think we should do? The alliance leader wants us to clean up this mess now. We can't reply to the alliance leader like this."

"That's natural. If I were this ancient warrior and made such a big mistake, I would hide it first. I won't make any big moves in the short term."

Xu Meng continued: "So I think we should stay put for now. The first priority is to suppress the missing persons matter quickly and not let it ferment. Then we instruct the brothers in the jurisdiction to always pay attention to the ancient warriors in all walks of life. If there are any Report the news immediately."

Hua Tianfang nodded and immediately called two companions to carry out the matter.

Wang Xin listened to their careful plan in the dark and suddenly felt bad.

He felt that he was a little reckless today, and the situation was much more serious than he thought.

It seems that he has been keeping a low profile recently. If someone from the Mimicry Alliance discovers him, there may be no good consequences.

Today, Cheng Ye alone had almost given him all his strength. If any of the twelve owl were added to the mix, it would be hard to say who was lying down now.

"Swish..., swish..."

At this moment, Wang Xin heard a rustling sound above his head.

He looked up and saw a person hanging on the beam above his head.

Floral shirt, white trousers, who is it if it’s not Brother Scar?

Wang Xin thought in his mind: No wonder he didn't find Brother Scar just now. It turned out that he was blown to the beam by the air wave from the Six Paths Buddha's Hand.

Brother Scar had already woken up at this time and lamented that he was lucky enough to have a good life. The waistband of his trousers scraped against the steel bar to prevent it from falling off.

His face had just been slapped into a pig's head by Wang Xin, so he could only observe the surrounding scene through a small gap.

"Huh? Are the people from the headquarters here?" Brother Scar said in a daze.

He saw a large group of companions gathered among the ruins.

He saw two big guys standing on equal terms with Mr. Cheng in the crowd.

He also saw Wang Xin hiding in the darkness, also looking at him.

...

Brother Scar rubbed his eyes and confirmed again.

It's really him!

Then he pointed at Wang Xin below and shouted with all his strength: "Mr. Hua, Mr. Xu, the water ghost is here!"

After all the yelling and twisting, the waistband finally could no longer bear his weight and broke into two pieces with a "click".

Brother Scar fell to the ground with a "plop".

But at this time, he completely forgot about the pain, jumped up, pointed at the corner where Wang Xin was and shouted: "Catch him, this is the man who destroyed our base!"

Everyone's eyes turned to Wang Xin.

Wang Xin: "@#￥%&*..."

Brother Scar felt very relieved. With so many people present, even if Wang Xin had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to stir up any more trouble.

The great revenge was finally about to be avenged. He was in a very happy mood and cursed loudly: "You plagued water ghost, you should run away. This time you fall into the hands of grandpa. Let's see how grandpa will deal with you!"

Seeing that the matter was revealed, Wang Xin no longer hid, jumped up, grabbed Brother Scar by the collar, and pushed him directly to the ground.

Brother Scar, who was still arrogant a second ago, suddenly withered.

"Grandpa, you are my grandpa, please don't hit me...at least don't slap me in the face...ah~"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Xin punched him into the ground.

After dealing with the old scar, Wang Xin stood up and looked directly at the people in front of him.

At this time, the efficacy of the Miao secret medicine has not yet worn off, and he is not afraid of others seeing his face.

Xu Meng looked at Wang Xin who was surrounded by everyone, and saw that he was upright and fearless in the face of danger, and she suddenly had a love brain attack.

"Wow, I didn't expect that this ancient warrior is quite handsome." She crossed her arms and said with a blushing face.

Hua Tian's head was full of black lines, he curled his lips helplessly, and ordered to the brothers around him: "Have you become so arrogant? You don't take the Mimicry Alliance seriously, do you? catch him!"

Everyone listened to the order and immediately called out the mimicry and moved towards Wang Xin.

"kill!"

Wang Xin had just experienced a battle and his physical energy was almost exhausted, but the current situation did not allow him to make other choices.

The "Great Heaven Sutra" operates in time, and the surging true energy fills the muscles and veins again.

He kept changing his position and moving among the crowd.

Every time a palm is struck, a mimic falls down.

Wang Xin amplified his spiritual consciousness to the extreme, always paying attention to the movements of everyone around him.

Every move is smooth and flowing, without any unnecessary movements.

In group battles, hard qigong has great advantages.

For a time, no one could do anything about him.

Xu Meng did not take action, but sat on the pile of stones with great interest, admiring Wang Xin's battle.

"Not only is he handsome, but his kung fu is also so good." She said excitedly, her mouth watering.

Hua Tianfang: "..."

Sister, he is beating one of your people!

This kind of blind worship that does not distinguish between friend and foe, regardless of occasion, makes Hua Tianfang call him "love brain", which is really terrible.

After a few minutes, Wang Xin began to look tired.

The continuous high-intensity fighting left him somewhat powerless.

Although these hundred or so people are all basic mimics, there are so many people that they can’t stand it.

Moreover, the two famous lords have yet to take action and are watching eagerly from the sidelines. Wang Xin does not believe that they will continue to watch the excitement.

Wang Xin fought and retreated, constantly thinking about the location of the exit of the secret room in his mind.

At this time, his body was already scarred and covered in blood.

The already tattered jacket had new wounds added to it under the chops of the mimics, and there was almost no intact piece of fabric left.

Explosive muscles were looming under the cloth, causing Xu Meng on the side to blush and scream repeatedly.

"Not only is Kungfu great, but I also have such a good figure. Eh~, I'm so embarrassed~"

Finally, under the encirclement and suppression of everyone, Wang Xin forced a gap and ran towards the outside of the secret room.

The Mimics were chasing after him, giving him no chance.

The battlefield gradually moved to the streets.

Wang Xin's ability to survive until now is all due to his unwillingness to accept his fate.

Blood continued to flow from his mouth, and his expression was ferocious, like an evil ghost coming out of hell.

But this is the base of the Mimicry Alliance, and under Hua Tianfang's call, the younger brothers responded.

Mimics kept rushing out of the alley and joining the team chasing Wang Xin.

No matter how hard I kill, I can’t finish them all.

Just when Wang Xin was desperate, a purple bolt flashed from the void!