The Strongest Anger Upgrade System

There are four ninth-level masters in this city on the forest border alone. Unlike China, the ninth-level masters on the Russian side are relatively uniform, and more than 80% of the masters are Islamic.

Of course, in addition to Islam, there are other religions. After the world war, the pink mist swept the world, these religious forces rose up and almost occupied Russia, and their power was even stronger than the military.

This sixth-level cultivator brought Lin Chen to a sub-temple of Islam...

After Lin Chen slapped him to death with a palm, he broke through the gate of the branch hall without saying a word.

The cultivators inside looked at each other, and when Lin Chen broke in, he took up his weapon and attacked Lin Chen.

The mental power was suddenly activated, and the weapons in their hands were thrown out one after another.

All the weapons hovered around Lin Chen, his eyes were cold and merciless, and the people inside were almost completely cleaned by him.

As long as he rushed to the office of the branch hall master, no one could stop him, and the original branch hall master had already fled and disappeared.

Lin Chen calmed down, he thought about it, this was a trap at all.

The opponent used the fish and dragon mercenary group as bait, deliberately lure him out, and then sent someone to raid the hostel where he lived and snatch Liang Qihan away.

The only two ninth-level masters I met in the forest who could have a bad feeling towards Liang Qihan.

Lin Chen frowned slightly, and hurried back to the hotel. Jiao Lu was still sitting on the bed crying, while Fang Yan wandered around the room anxiously, thinking whether to help Lin Chen.

Seeing Lin Chen coming in through the window, Jiao Lu's eyes lit up and he quickly asked, "Big Brother Lin! Where is Xiaoyu?"

"Did you find the little fish?"

Lin Chen shook his head and said lightly: "They should have been caught in the main hall of Islam. You are not safe here. You have to find a place to hide."

Fang Yan fetched for a while and said, "I know someone who should be able to help me."

"That time did you go through the forest to save your person?" Lin Chen asked.

Fang Yan nodded, "Yes..."

"It's been so long, are you sure that someone will help you? I'm afraid the city is about to start issuing wanted notices now." Lin Chen said lightly.

Fang Yan slowly said, "Only the family can help me."

Jiao Lu was puzzled and asked, "Miss, since you know people, why don't we look for them as soon as we enter the city?"

Fang Yanbai glanced at him, "You're stupid! People are kind to me, how sorry I will trouble them when I enter the city?"

When the voice fell, there was a burst of footsteps from the city.

Lin Chen turned on the perspective and looked outside. There were six teams of red warriors wearing silver-white armor and holding spears surrounding the entire hostel.

The owner of the hostel saw so many soldiers surrounding his hostel, and he still didn't know what was going on.

The silver armor is also printed with the symbol of high-level Islamic city guards. They are noble and have the power to kill in the city.

You can cut it first and play it later. The residents in the city are all afraid of this silver-white armor, and their strength is pretty good.

However... these teams are even more impressive. Each of these teams is a level six guard.

The boss murmured and explained something to the captain, but was slapped away by the captain, and then a small team rushed in and the hostel was messed up.

When they rushed to the room, there was no trace of Lin Chen, Fang Yan and others.

Lin Chen opened the Shadow Talisman and rushed to the roof.

"Where is the family that saved you now?"

Fang Yan rubbed his head, pondered for a while and replied: "It's been too long, I can't remember clearly."

"I remember it should be in the north of the city. A few years have passed and it should still be there." Fang Yan led Lin Chen the way.

Going around, the city was full of warriors wearing silver-white armors, and the city had been plastered with arrest announcements from Lin Chen, Fang Yan and others.

Fang Yan's face was pale, and she unexpectedly turned into the current situation. She still wants to carry forward the ichthyosaur mercenary group here, but now not only has not started to carry forward, but has become a sinner.

Lin Chen and his party rushed to the north of the city. Here is a small manor with an area the size of two football fields.

"Here?" Lin Chen asked in surprise.

Fang Yan nodded, and the group of three directly crossed the fence and entered the large villa in the manor.

An old man was mixing wine, as if he didn't feel Lin Chen at all.

"Grandpa Zhao!" Fang Yan shouted.

The old man turned his head and looked at Fang Yan in surprise, "Come here quickly, you are wanted outside!"

Lin Chen frowned slightly, this old man turned out to be a Chinese, still a ninth grade.

It can be seen that Fang Yan's expression does not seem to know that this old man is a master at all.

The old man glanced at Lin Chen, then led Fang Yan Jiaolu into the room.

After a while, the housekeeper's voice came from outside.

"Master! Several guards are outside, saying that there are important things to report."

The old man winked at Fang Yan, pointed inward, motioned them to go in, and he would deal with it.

Then he said to the butler: "City team guards? Let them in!"

The gate of the manor opened, and a team of level six guards in silver armor entered the living room of the villa.

The old man was sitting in a rocking chair, drinking red wine leisurely.

"can I help you?"

The guard glanced around and respectfully said to the old man: "There are several wanted criminals in the city. They are powerful. One Islamic branch hall has been destroyed. We suspect that they are rebels."

"I hope you can be more careful."

The old man pretended to be surprised and said, "Then you have to catch the rebels sooner. The wine in my manor is very precious."

The captain nodded, and then said: "If Boss Zhao has any news about the rebels, I hope to inform us."

The old man nodded, "Is there anything else? Would you like a drink?"

Several people looked at the wine glass in the old man’s hand very slanderously, but still shook their heads and said, “Don’t dare, your drink is worth a thousand dollars, and we’re still on the mission, it’s not suitable to drink.”

"Then you guys hurry up and perform the task, don't waste time with me."

Several people bowed their hands and retired respectfully.

At this time, Lin Chen and others were visiting his study room. There were many books on Islam and oil paintings in this old man's room.

After all the soldiers went out, they suddenly appeared behind the old man and said lightly: "Are you also a member of Islam?"

Fang Yan quickly explained: "No! Grandpa Zhao believes in Islam, he is not a follower of Islam, and he is not the same as the one who caught the fish."

The old man chuckled, "If I were in a group with them, I should have said you are here with me just now."

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