Chapter 1290 Containment (Part 2).

"What's the matter?" Ding Yilin looked at Mr. Cheng doubtfully.

"Storage ring." Mr. Cheng smiled lightly.

"Ah." Ding Yilin's mouth opened wide, his eyes still full of questions.

"Lei Hu has a storage ring." Mr. Cheng said: "I asked people who are familiar with Lei Hu's team. As the captain of their team, Lei Hu controls the wealth of the entire team.

And in their entire team, he is the only one who has a storage ring, and the others do not have storage magic weapons.

But when we were at the scene that day, we didn't find the storage ring.

That means that the storage ring containing all the wealth of the Thunder Tiger Team has been taken away."

"But it's also possible that it was taken away by that woman." Ding Yilin blinked, "You have to know that that woman is very greedy for money. She even robbed the treasure house of our Wolf God City, which means that she is a money-seeking person. For a person who is like fate, if there is a storage ring in front of her, she will never let it go."

Mr. Cheng patiently explained: "Master, have you forgotten? That woman only appeared after this monk. Although I don't know why she crushed those corpses, but in a situation like that where we are tracking her, she could be tracked down at any time." When we discovered and surrounded her, I think she would never bother to look for the storage ring."

Having said this, Mr. Cheng paused for a moment, giving Ding Yilin time to react, and then continued: "I also found someone to find out. The Thunder Tiger Squad members generally have low levels of strength, so they don't have much wealth. The total amount is about 4,000 to 6,000 jade coins.

Moreover, Lei Hu and the others should also have some magic weapons, talismans and the like. If they were sold, they could probably be sold for two thousand to three thousand jade coins.

If you put it this way, the ascetic probably has no more than ten thousand jade coins in his possession now.

Young Master, since he has such a large amount of money, he will naturally not sleep on the streets, so when we look for him, we don’t have to look for places with noisy people.

After all, in those areas where Immortal Realm monks live, we basically have soldiers checking, patrolling, and arresting some people for labor every day.

As long as he made some inquiries, he would know that it is the most unsafe place to go. After all, he does not have an identity card yet, so as long as he is stopped by soldiers, there is basically no possibility of escape."

"So what you mean is..." If Ding Yilin still can't understand after hearing this, it means he is really a fool, "He checked into the inn."

"I can't say that this is definitely the case, but there is at least a 90% chance that he will stay in the inn. As long as he is still in Wolf God City, we are not afraid of him running away." Mr. Cheng smiled slightly, swiped his finger in the air, and suddenly what he had drawn before The portrait of Qin Yi that came out suddenly turned into dozens of copies. Except for him and Ding Yilin, the other guards had one copy each.

"Come here, take the portrait in your hand and go to every inn in the city to ask if there is such a person. If you find it, notify me immediately. By the way, warn the owners of those inns that whoever If you dare to deceive me, I will make their whole family suffer a terrible death." Ding Yilin howled excitedly, his voice changing the tone.

At this moment, his face turned red, like a rooster that had finally found an outlet.

"Wait a minute." Mr. Cheng suddenly said, calling all the guards who were leaving, and added: "Two of you should go to several auction houses and pawn shops in the city and ask them. Has this ascetic ever been to heaven?"

"That's right, there are also auction houses and pawn shops, no matter how big or small, you have to ask." Ding Yilin said quickly: "That guy might sell off the things he got. You guys are quick, quick, quick. As soon as there is news, we will immediately tell me."

With Qin Yi's portrait and the exact person to inquire about, within half an hour, a guard led a thin middle-aged man to Ding Yilin.

This thin, middle-aged man was the innkeeper of the inn where Qin Yi stayed.

"At this moment, this middle-aged man's forehead and cheeks are covered with sweat, and even the tips of his hair are dripping with sweat. The front and back of his clothes are soaked through.

The guard whispered a few words to Ding Yilin. Ding Yilin's eyes suddenly showed the same light as when he saw the treasure. He jumped up and arrived in front of the shopkeeper. He was so frightened that the shopkeeper's legs went weak. The boy fell to the ground.

"You said that person is in your shop." Ding Yilin shook his hand and immediately displayed the portrait of Qin Yi in front of the shopkeeper.

"Yes, yes." The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly.

He knew that the young man in front of him was moody. If his answer dissatisfied him in the slightest, he might not be able to walk out of this restaurant alive today.

"Very good, very good." A look of satisfaction appeared on Ding Yilin's face, "Then he is still in your store now."

"Sir, yes, I can confirm it." The shopkeeper gradually regained his composure and whispered: "This person paid a month's rent at that time. After entering, he never came out again."

"One month's rent." Ding Yilin looked back at Mr. Cheng and saw Mr. Cheng nodding slightly towards him.

"This should be the jade coin I got from Lei Hu and the others." Mr. Cheng handed over to Ding Yilin, "Since we have almost found out where this person is, young master should not delay any longer to avoid a long night and many dreams."

"Okay." Ding Yilin also became excited at this moment and kicked the shopkeeper aside, "Come here, send me a signal and tell everyone to go to this inn now. We must not let that bastard escape."

In a matter of seconds, all the people in the messy restaurant were gone.

The innkeeper got up from the ruins with a bitter look on his face and looked helplessly in the direction in which Ding Yilin was running away.

He had just been kicked in the chest by Ding Yilin, and he was still feeling a dull pain at this moment. Even taking a breath hurt, but he knew that this pain on his body was nothing compared to the inn that was about to be destroyed. .

But he knew that he would definitely suffer today's loss. Ding Yilin didn't find any reason to kill him because he was destined to die.

"Forget it, just think of it as a loss of money and avoid disaster." The shopkeeper comforted himself helplessly.

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At the same time, the guards in the city lord's mansion were also moving towards an inn in Wolf God City at extremely fast speeds.

The person giving the orders is Ding Yilin, but the person who is really strategizing is Mr. Cheng on the side.

At this moment, under the control of Mr. Cheng, there are more than forty guards within the third level of Virtual God, blocking all entrances of the inn. At the same time, he is sitting at the rear, commanding more than ten guards with the third level of Virtual God, heading towards He rushed inside the inn.

"To deal with an immortal realm, are there too many people?" Ding Yilin looked at Mr. Cheng doubtfully.

In front of the Mythical Realm, the Immortal Realm are all little people who look down upon them at all.
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