Youxianguan, everything starts from the end of the end of Dharma

Half an hour later, Wu Qi and Ma Qianjun finished taking a bath and walked out of the underground training ground in high spirits. Then Ma Qianjun picked a Ford Raptor F750 in his garage.

Although this truck is a pickup truck, its size is really too big. Especially after some professional modifications by Ma Qianjun, the overall structure is comparable to that of Dongfeng Jiefang's large trucks.

"You still drive a pickup truck?" Wu Qi kicked the tires of the steel beast in front of him. It felt like an eye-opener.

There are more than a dozen cars parked neatly in Ma Qianjun's garage. Although none of them have a very high-profile and luxurious appearance, if you take out one at random, the worst one will cost over a million. But the biggest among them is this imported car.

Ford Raptor, with his height of nearly 1.9 meters standing next to the car, he actually looks like a dwarf.

"This car didn't belong to me in the first place. It belonged to my cousin. It was Dong Xiaoning who we met at noon. She brought it back from studying abroad. Later, I don't know where she got a military Hummer. It turned out that this big guy

Just leave it here to gather dust."

Ma Qianjun opened the car door, greeted Wu Qi to get in, and slowly drove the car out of the garage.

"However, did something happen today? Although our brothers are not afraid, we still need to make necessary preparations! I have had this car modified before. The tires are all anti-puncture and the glass has been replaced with high-rise windows.

It's strong, not only big and majestic, but also strong enough to be hit. If something really happens, unless the opponent is a tank or armored vehicle, no one can stop it."

Wu Qi nodded, smiled, and said no more.

Even though Ma Qianjun just said to him, "It's okay, what can happen?" and even patted his chest to give him a guarantee, he was actually very cautious in his behavior. It's just that his caution was not what most people thought.

His cautiousness is based on his confidence in himself.

Therefore, even when faced with possible dangers, he still ignored the warnings and suggestions from Dong Xiaoning!

The huge F750 was driving on the road, neither too fast nor too slow, but the feeling of overlooking from a high place in this car was far beyond anything else, and the seats were quite wide and comfortable, which was perfect for Wu Qi's unusual figure.

Great size, very friendly and comfortable.

I don’t know where Ma Qianjun chose. After driving on the road for more than half an hour, the car actually left the city all the way and finally arrived at the Liuhua River, more than ten kilometers away from Wucheng.

Then, after driving a few kilometers further on a branch road along the river, the terrain in front suddenly widened, revealing a huge pasture.

Seen from a distance, the meadow seems to be built along the river, with low rolling hills on three sides. The green grass stretches as far as the eye can see like a whole carpet. A river meanders in the middle.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, it looks like a jade belt passing around the waist.

The road at your feet follows the undulations of the hill all the way down. At the foot of the hill there is a huge arch, with a whole big tree cut open on it and four large characters "Mongolian Camp" engraved on it.

The f750 slowly slowed down, but never meant to stop. When it was still about ten meters away from the arch, Ma Qianjun reached out and took out a golden card, leaned out of the car window and waved it. A row of people wearing clothes under the arch

The security guards in Mongolian national costumes immediately put their feet together and bent towards him. Then the door opened automatically and the car drove in.

It was hard to imagine that there would be such a large pasture in a place like Wucheng. I followed the car and looked around, and soon I saw groups of cattle and sheep, as well as shepherds on horseback.

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The air is filled with the smell of green grass, and as far as the eye can see, it is a bit like the "inner" smell of seeing cattle and sheep on the prairie where the wind blows on the grass!

Wu Qi stuck his head out of the car window, and the green eyes were refreshing, and he couldn't help but feel a lot more relaxed. People who have lived in cities for a long time are used to seeing all kinds of reinforced concrete jungles and bustling traffic, and they just came to this kind of place.

This place, the feeling is really not ordinary and refreshing.

Especially in this kind of place, there is no need for any gorgeous buildings to decorate it. Everything is natural. Even if you are in it, you know that this is definitely a commercial behavior, but it just makes people feel very comfortable. Unknowingly, the whole place

People relax.

"What a great place! What a great place! To be able to create such a large piece of grassland in a beautiful place like Jiangnan is such an unexpected idea!"

Ma Qianjun smiled and said: "How good is it? This is the best private party place in Wucheng. It is not open to the public and only accepts specific members. The annual fee for the lowest one is more than 300,000.

And here we provide the best quality beef and mutton all year round, and of course it’s also cost-effective.”

The road inside the grassland is not very wide, and everything looks like a real Mongolian grassland. The car drove on the grassland for a while, and under the cover of a forest, I saw dozens of yurts scattered in front of me.
At this time, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening. Although it was still bright, many cars were already parked in front of many yurts. Obviously, the business here was quite good.

Ma Qianjun drove the Raptor in front of one of the yurts. Immediately, a service staff who had been waiting at the door helped him park the car aside. Then, several young girls in Mongolian costumes greeted him enthusiastically and parked the car.

He and Wu Qi were led into the yurt.

"Come on, Big Bear! Brother, I have ordered two sheep for you today. One is fully roasted, and the other is stewed in a pot. The pure and original way of eating the Mongolian prairie. Hand-grilled meat

, chive sauce, mare's kumiss, and milk tea are enough to drink. Although the medicinal meal at noon is good, it is not as satisfying as having a mouth full of meat!"

In order to entertain Wu Qi, Ma Qianjun had obviously made arrangements and booked everything here in advance.

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At the same time, just as Ma Qianjun was giving Wu Qi a cleansing, Peregrine Falcon You Laoer, whose apprentice had just died, had returned to Wucheng from the tea garden in the suburbs and arrived at a Muay Thai gym in a building.
The name of this boxing gym is "Thai Valley", which is obviously an allusion to "Bangkok, Thailand". It has a strong Thai style. Not only are the facilities inside very modern, but it also covers a large area, almost covering the entire building.

The entire first floor.

You Laoer made a phone call before he arrived. As soon as he got out of the elevator, a lean and swarthy Thai man took him from the staff passage on the side of the boxing gym, directly across the training ground in front, to the back which is never open to the public.

One place.

"Mr. You, the person you want to see is inside, please go in by yourself!"

After passing three all-steel closed doors, You Laoer stopped in front of a dark wooden door. Then the Thai man who brought him here turned around and left. He pushed the door in and immediately

I felt an eerie chill in the air, coming towards my face.

There was a pair of black and red curtains hanging inside the wooden door. There was not even a window in the room. The only light was a few oil lamps lit on the ground in front. As he entered, there was a big light from the fire.

With a shudder, You Laoer suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if someone was lying on his back and blowing on him.

Unable to help but shiver all over, he quickly moved towards a figure sitting cross-legged in the darkness, folded his hands and bowed his head in salute: "Dear Sumpa Shan, I am Master Sonaram who asked me to come to see you. I hope that I will come.

, it did not disturb your practice."

"I already know your purpose. Your apprentice is dead and the magic card is lost. You want to ask me to help you find the person who killed your apprentice, right?"

As the lights flickered, when the man in the darkness opened his eyes and looked at You Laoer, his eyes were smooth and smooth, like a cold snake.

"The magic card cannot be lost, and my apprentice cannot die in vain. But fortunately, the murderer did not know that our magic card has another secret, and can be found by the soul boy. So, I ask you to help me find him."
"Of course I can help you. But you should also know the rules." The eyes of the man named Songpashan faintly revealed a green light in the dark, which made people feel excited.

Cold.

And You Laoer obviously often dealt with this kind of people, and he knew what the rules in this person's mouth were, so he nodded immediately: "Don't worry about this, I have prepared all the sacrifices you need for your rituals."

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"However, this is not in Southeast Asia after all. You must be careful when doing this kind of thing. And the person I am looking for should be a martial arts master. This kind of person is too energetic and full of blood. I'm afraid your soul boy will also

We can't get close, so I only need you to find where he is. I will take care of the other things myself."

You Laoer smiled sinisterly on his face, but he couldn't hide the murderous look in his eyes.

"Of course I know this, so I don't need you to say more. However, I heard that you failed in this matter. Not only did you not catch the woman named Zhao, but also the boys you prepared before were gone.

This is not good! After this matter is over, if you still cannot make up the number of people within the specified time, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Songpa Shan chuckled and raised his head, revealing a face full of scars under his black robe.