On the other end of the phone, Ao Wuhen's voice rang: "Doug Ryan? Why are you calling me?"

"Let me discuss with you about the last time you came to me and asked me to help you find Chu Hao!" Doug Ryan said.

"Huh?" Ao Wuhen chuckled and said, "Didn't you say last time that Chu Hao was your savior and reborn parent? Aren't you unwilling to cooperate with us?"

"You left in a huff before I finished speaking last time." Doug Ryan coughed dryly and said, "I mean... he and I have such a relationship, so... we have to pay more. After all, if I deal with him

, I would condemn myself morally."

"Tell me, under what conditions can you use your intelligence network!" Ao Wuhen asked.

"A middle-grade spiritual weapon!" Doug Lane said: "In addition, after getting rid of Chu Hao, I want to get his wife!"

"You are a fucking priest who still believes in Buddhism, but you are also interested in women!" Ao Wuhen said speechlessly: "But I agree, as long as you can find Chu Hao's location, after I capture him, I will

I give you his wife, his daughter-in-law is indeed a first-rate beauty."

"I can tell you their location right now!" Doug Lane said with a smile: "If nothing unexpected happens, they will set off for Yujiagou today."

…

Chu Hao didn't know that Douglas was actually from the Shang-Chi Organization, and...his church was the intelligence system of the Shang-Chi Organization, and was directly under the orders of Huang Qi, the head of the Shang-Chi Organization.

Most of the immortal cultivators in this world will do whatever they can for the sake of their skills, their treasures, and their own path to immortality.

Morality has saved lives, but what does it mean?

Chu Hao didn't know all this. He was sitting in the car at this time.

In the car, Ling Qingyou answered the phone. On the other end of the phone, a voice rang and said, "Miss Ling! I have figured out the general situation here. When will you come to get the information?"

Ling Qingyou's expression moved slightly and she said, "Give me your address and I'll come over now."

"Okay, let's have eight dishes!" The other party said with a smile, "I'll go over now."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Qingyou looked at Su Nian and said, "I asked a friend to help me collect Mu Anliang's whereabouts during this period. He said that the collection was almost complete and asked me to go over and get the information."

Chu Hao's expression changed and he said, "Is your friend a cultivator of immortality?"

"Well!" Ling Qingyou said: "His name is Wu Zhen. He is a classmate of mine in elementary school. He accidentally embarked on the road of cultivating immortals. His family is an ordinary family. After graduation, in order to make money for cultivating immortals, he quietly became a private detective, and then on the dark web

Post a post and work as a private detective for immortal cultivators in exchange for some resources for cultivating immortals!"

Chu Hao said dumbly: "You asked him to track down the whereabouts of a person in the Dan Ning realm?"

"I asked him, and he answered." Ling Qingyou said, "He has a skill in this area."

Then she said to Su Nian: "Let's go to the eight kinds of dishes first and delay a little time, no problem!"

Although Su Nian was anxious and wanted to go to Yujiagou to confirm as soon as possible, she still nodded and said: "Okay."

Ling Qingyou started the car. It was still some distance away from Badian Cai. Around two o'clock in the afternoon, a group of three people arrived near Badian Cai.

"Huh?" Chu Hao frowned slightly as he looked into the distance.

In the distance, a group of people were vandalizing the shop in front of the Eight kinds of dishes.

Ling Qingyou stopped the car next to him, then the three of them got out of the car and hurried over there.

Approaching, Chu Hao saw the situation in the distance. Two people were sitting on chairs. One of them was very familiar to Chu Hao. It was surprising that he was pinched by Chu Hao last night and knelt down to beg for mercy.

There was a bandage wrapped around his hand, hanging on his chest.

Next to him, there was a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was sitting with his head straight. His body exuded the aura of an immortal cultivator, and he looked like he was in the spirit-nurturing realm.

In addition, there were seven or eight people who looked like gangsters, beating them up.

At the same time, there were several people holding baseball bats and steel pipes, walking around and saying, "No one is allowed to videotape, and no one is allowed to call the police!"

When Chu Hao saw this, he was slightly surprised.

The Ming family is simply a local emperor in Sioux City.

Given the status of the Ye family, even in Yanjing they would not dare to do these things openly.

However, the Ming family directly attacked ordinary people in broad daylight without any regard for the consequences.

The Nighthawks have no way to directly control Su City, which means that even if something goes wrong, their management will probably be ineffective.

That's why the Ming family is so unscrupulous.

Chu Hao and Su Nian stood by the side.

Next to him, a fortune teller setting up a street stall was leaning against a tree and watching from a distance. He wore a pair of very small sunglasses and said with a smile on his face: "These two old guys are unlucky."

Ling Qingyou glared at him fiercely.

At this time, several people roughly held the two old men and dragged them outside.

Ling Qingyou said with a cold expression: "That man is Mingyi's father, named Mingchong! He is a master of the Soul-nurturing Realm and one of the core members of the Shangqi Organization."

Chu Hao's expression changed.

The two old men were carried in front of the Ming family father and son!

"Kneel down!" Two of the strong men growled at the two old men.

The old man raised his head, looked at Ming Yi and Ming Chong and said, "We are all about to be buried. It's unreasonable for us to kneel down for you!"

Ming Chong looked at the two of them, and then said calmly: "My son was beaten and disabled in front of your shop. Tell me where the person who did it, and Ling Qingyou, are."

"I don't know!" said the old lady.

"Aren't you being honest? They all said that they saw you and Ling Qingyou talking." Ming Chong sneered and said, "Then let them kneel down and talk!"

"Kneel down!" the gangster-looking people behind shouted loudly.

The old man chuckled. He raised his head and looked at Ming Chong and said, "I am a person with hard bones. I don't know how to kneel. How about... you guys come and show me?"

Anger surged in Ming Chong's eyes. He raised his hand and slapped the old man!

At this moment, murderous intent surged through the eyes of the old man and the old lady.

"call out!"

At this moment, a silver needle suddenly passed through the crowd.

The silver needle shot into Ming Chong's palm like a thread and passed through it.

"Ah!" Mingchong roared in pain: "Who!"

As soon as his voice fell, he felt the figure in front of him flicker, and at the same time, a terrifying energy was locked on his body.

A fist came straight to his face.
Chapter completed!