Text Chapter 1095: Exposure

"Dig out the secrets in Bailong's mouth as quickly as possible, and know who his superior is and what his purpose is."

"Don't worry, we are professionals."

On the green camouflaged roof of the secret base, Lin Muyu flew in the air, waved at Li Xiaoyao and said, "Then I'll go back to be with my family first, and call me directly if there is a result."

"Go."

Li Xiaoyao looked at the sky with his stern eyes, turned around and walked straight into the elevator. Although he has realized the ability to fly, he has always lived as an ordinary person. He does not want people around him to regard him as a monster.

...

Interrogation room.

Bailong was tied to a chair by Wuhuada, his face was covered with ferocious scales, and his spittle splashed everywhere: "You want to interrogate me? Go on dreaming, I won't even say a word even if I die!"

"Why are you so stubborn?" Xing Lie kicked the table in front of him, pulled out his pistol and pointed it straight at Bailong's forehead, saying, "Tell me, where is your mutant? made?"

"make?!"

Bailong couldn't help sneering and said: "They are the servants of the god of death, they are holy warriors, they are gifts, they are not made by you, give up, I won't say anything, just shoot, give me a good time gone."

Standing up with the axe, he punched Bailong on the cheek, causing the fist to hurt. The hardness of the S-level planter is indeed very strong, and ordinary people's fists can't hurt at all.

"Go ahead, if you feel relieved."

Bailong laughed loudly, with a very arrogant posture, and said: "You government eagles and dogs are all useless, you can spend your time on me, anyway... the lore plan has begun to be implemented, and none of you can stop it, At that time... Hahaha, your government will definitely pursue the dereliction of duty of you trash, just wait and see, kill me, kill me quickly, you idiot!"

The ax was so angry that he directly pulled out the pistol and pushed it into Bailong's mouth, saying: "Ordinary bullets can't kill you, but do you know what the result will be when the nano-bullet is shot from the mouth? Peng... the back of the head will explode, Would you like to try it on?"

Bailong struggled rapidly, his face was full of anger, and he showed no sign of giving in.

At this time, Li Xiaoyao pushed the door open and entered, frowning: "What's the matter, you beat the prisoner again?"

"Boss!"

Xing Lie and the ax turned around at the same time, Xing Lie smiled lightly and said: "There is no beating, just proper physical communication."

Li Xiaoyao glanced at Bailong, and said with a smile: "Bailong, I know you are the leader of the Bailonghui, but... all of your people have been arrested by us, and most of them have been sent to the detention center. Trial the cases they committed in the past and convict them one by one, what are you still doing here?"

Bai Long's eyes were cold: "Really? So what, they are just pawns, death is not a pity, if you want to kill me, if you want to dig something out of my mouth, there is no way! "

Li Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

Xing Lie said: "Boss, it seems that we still need to invite Sister Wan'er to come, otherwise it will be difficult to find out the truth."

"No, there is an easier way."

Li Xiaoyao stretched out his hand, hugged a corgi dog in the cage at his feet, took out a pistol bullet with his left hand and loaded it, pointed the muzzle of the gun straight at the corgi dog's forehead, and said, "Do you want to talk?"

This Corgi is Bailong's favorite dog, his sweetheart.

"Forget it, I said, you let my Alinda go first!"

"Tch, your White Dragon Society is really perverted with such a name for a male dog."

Li Xiaoyao put down the dog and said, "Tell me, who is your superior, how many mutants are there, and what are your intentions, plans, and goals?"

Bailong gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know much, because after my physical examination, I am not suitable to accept the bestowed mutation, so my task is to select and send talents from the White Dragon Society to become mutants. The total number of attackers... I don't know, there should be at least a thousand, and besides... I don't know their intentions either, I'm just a small offline, and I don't have the authority to know more."

"So... who are they?"

"Who is it..." Bai Long was a little dazed, and said, "I don't know their names, I only know that since Wang Zecheng, the leader of the colonists in Asia, was killed by you...then they sent another person to take up this position. , seems to be a Vietnamese, the name is not clear, and he is ruthless, but the white powder he sells is very pure, it feels really..."

"Shut up!"

Li Xiaoyao was a little impatient, and said, "Have you ever seen how ordinary people can be transformed into mutants?"

"I've seen it once, it's a giant machine, no... Strictly speaking, it's not a machine, but more like a ritual, a ritual to change people's faces, turning ordinary people into gods, we call it bestowed, received Those who perform the ceremony will become Death God's attendants, hahaha..." Bai Long's expression became ferocious and pale, and said: "Death God's servants...we are all Death Gods, we do all kinds of evil, we do everything, hahaha...you can kill Can you finish those mutants? If you, Li Xiaoyao, kill one mutant, we can kill a hundred soldiers. Can you feel the pain of being powerless?"

Li Xiaoyao's brows were furrowed tightly, and he wished to chop off his head with a sword, but he still kept calm and said, "Who presides over this bestowing ceremony?"

"I don't know. No one has ever seen their true colors. They are the gods of death." Bai Long's eyes became awed, and said: "They are omnipotent, they are real gods."

"Where is this organization?"

"We were brought in with our faces covered, and picked up by helicopter. The flight distance is not too far, and it should still be within the range of Shanghai, but no one knows where it is."

"Helicopter pick-up?!" Li Xiaoyao was a little surprised.

He slowly stood up straight, knocked Bailong unconscious with a light palm, and said: "Temporarily imprison him in the base, maybe it will be useful later."

"Boss, why did you knock him out? Did the interrogation reveal anything?"

"about there."

Li Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Order the communication department to investigate the flying conditions of the low-altitude civilian helicopters in Shanghai. The purpose and ownership of each helicopter have been clarified. Let's start with the helicopter and see who is the mastermind behind this scene." Who is so supernatural, so hurry up, Bailong also said, what kind of plan do they have, we must find out the truth as soon as possible."

"yes!"

...

In the middle of the night, when Lin Muyu returned to the room, Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi had already fallen asleep. The two good sisters took up the entire bed and did not leave any room for him. He had no choice but to hug a quilt and sleep on the sofa overnight .

Perhaps it was because of being too tired that he fell asleep in a blink of an eye, but his spiritual sense remained active all the time. Even in his sleep, he could still sense Jumang's divine power active around his home. Jumang was an ancient god, about He slept too much, so he basically didn't sleep much. In addition, there were a few rather powerful ordinary people's breaths, and they even carried hot weapons, wandering around the villa. Don't think about it, these people are well-trained. It was arranged by Li Xiaoyao. He has already sent people to protect Lin Muyu's family. He is indeed a caring person.

In the early morning of the next day, the warm sunlight fell on the sofa, making it very comfortable to bask in.

Lin Muyu felt a warm and soft body lying on her while she was sleeping, and a faint fragrance came, which was Qin Yin's breath.

"Brother Ah Yu, why are you sleeping here? Don't you wake me and Xiao Xi?" She asked with a chuckle.

"You slept so soundly, I didn't wake you up."

"oh."

Lin Muyu sat up, held Qin Yin's tender hands, and asked, "Xiao Yin, are you happy here?"

"Of course I'm happy."

Qin Yin looked at him with eyes like water, and said softly: "Whether Xiaoxi and I are in the Broken Cauldron Realm, God Realm or Sixty-Four Realm, there are powerful enemies coveting us at any time, so it's rare to be able to sleep comfortably. It’s different here, we don’t have any strong opponents, and there are Jumang and you protecting us, so we can relax and sleep.”

“Hopefully we can all live like this in the future.”

"Um!"

Tang Xiaoxi knocked on the door: "Wake up, breakfast."

"good."

After washing up, they went to eat. Lin Yan was looking at his mobile phone, Lin Shun was reading the newspaper, and Tang Xiaoxi was busy serving pumpkin porridge and slices of oatmeal bread for everyone, which felt like a family.

"Dad, did you sleep well last night?"

"fine."

Lin Shun looked up at Lin Muyu, and said, "Xiao Zhi, let's chat after dinner."

"Huh? Oh..."

After eating, Lin Shun lit a cigarette and said, "Come on, let's go for a walk on the balcony."

"good……"

...

Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi went to wash the dishes, but Lin Yan took a look in surprise, knowing that his father might admonish his second brother, so he smiled gloatingly and went to play mobile games on his own.

On the balcony, the early morning autumn wind swept the fallen leaves and rolled on the roof of the wooden building. Lin Shun led Lin Muyu all the way to the edge of the huge balcony, handed back the newspaper in his hand, and said, "Look at it yourself." Look at the headlines."

"ah?"

Lin Muyu took the newspaper, glanced at it and couldn't help but secretly startled. The headline of the news was "With the help of a mysterious person, the special forces wiped out the gangster White Dragon Society overnight", and the accompanying picture was Bailong and other gang members of the White Dragon Society. Among the crowd squatting in the abandoned factory, there was Lin Muyu, who was holding the radiant Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, which was very dazzling.

"This...who took this photo?"

"This is aerial photography, an imaging picture taken by a reporter with his own aircraft, you didn't notice it?"

"What kind of reporter is this..." Lin Muyu gritted his teeth: "If this kind of photo is published, won't he be afraid of threatening the safety of the family members of the special forces members?"

"Hmph, those reporters only care about exposing more eye-catching things, do they care about other people's lives?"

"Dad, I'm sorry." Lin Muyu slowly put away the newspaper.

Lin Shun sat down on the edge of the balcony, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and said, "Son, sit with Dad for a while."

"Um."

Lin Muyu used newspaper as a pad under his buttocks. These pants are very expensive, and the money cannot be wasted.

...

"I know, you have grown up, and you have experienced many things that I don't know, maybe... Dad is just a drag on you now, but..."

When Lin Shun said this, his expression was a little depressed, and he said, "I may not be able to protect you anymore, but..." For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net