Hearing the words of the top police officer, everyone else in the room breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
With their status, they naturally know that there are many special agencies in China that specialize in handling such supernatural cases.
As long as those mysterious masters take action, this case will be considered settled.
At this time, the top police officer took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and then said in an unusually respectful voice: "Hey... Chief Xiang, I have something to report to you!"
…
A quarter of an hour later, the military base on the outskirts of Huahai.
Xiang Pojun, the leader of the Eastern Divine Sword, is sitting at his desk.
In his hand was a stack of documents recording the number of people who died mysteriously tonight.
563 people in total!
Each of them is an important figure in the Japanese and Korean companies. If any one of them dies, it will probably cause quite a stir. But now, overnight, the forces of these two countries have been completely bloodbathed and uprooted!
If this matter spreads, I am afraid it will cause diplomatic problems.
Xiang Pojun also discovered that many of the dead people in the list were commercial spies. They had been registered in the Eastern Excalibur for a long time, but they were never arrested for fear of alerting the enemy.
Unexpectedly, all of these spies were killed. In a sense, the Chinese official was also grateful to the mysterious "murderer"!
"Who could it be?"
Xiang Pojun's brows furrowed into a Sichuan shape, and he fell into deep thought, with the names of strong men one after another emerging in his mind.
The art of flying sword!
For ordinary people, it is a legendary fairy magic, but among hidden sects, it is not uncommon.
However, those peerless powerful men of the Hidden World Sect have high eyesight and do not even bother to leave the Paradise of Cave Heaven and set foot in the ordinary world where spiritual energy is lacking.
What's more... even if they come out of the mountain, they can't deal with the people of Japan and Goryeo without any reason!
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
Just when Xiang Pojun was puzzled, his phone vibrated, and the top leader of the Huahai police called again.
"Chief Xiang, we have just received the latest information. A surveillance video captured the murder process with a murder weapon. I will pass it on to you!"
A few seconds later, Xiang Pojun's mobile phone received a video of more than ten meters in size.
The video is very short, only a few seconds, and the picture is also very blurry.
In the dark night, a purple electric light suddenly flashed, like a thunder dragon tearing through the darkness. Even if it was just a video captured by surveillance, you could feel its sharp edge.
Xiang Pojun slowed down the playback speed of the video ten times, and finally saw clearly that the core of the purple electric light was a uniquely shaped divine sword.
"Huh? This sword is——"
Suddenly, Xiang Pojun's expression changed drastically, and he stood up from the chair suddenly. He was both excited and unbelievable, and the figure of a young man appeared in his mind.
"Is it him?"
"Is it possible...he's back?"
"But how is that possible?"
For a time, countless thoughts flashed through Xiang Pojun's mind.
…
"boom!"
At this moment, a breath as vast as an abyss and a prison suddenly emerged, like a dormant dragon suddenly awakening.
Feeling this aura, Xiang Pojun's expression changed drastically and his whole body tensed up, as if facing a formidable enemy.
You must know that he is a powerful person with extraordinary strength and a very keen sense of the energy around him. It is almost impossible for anyone to sneak into his side silently.
But now, that person has really done it, which proves that the person's strength is beyond imagination.
"Who is it? Come out!"
Xiang Pojun adjusted his body to the best condition, was ready to go, and was ready to fight at any time.
"Lao Xiang, don't be nervous, it's me!"
A young voice seemed to come from the Nine Heavens Mysterious Realm.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's figure appeared out of thin air in the room like magic.
Xiang Pojun looked straight at him, his eyes shining brightly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Xiaofan?!"
Even the well-informed and battle-hardened Xiang Pojun was extremely surprised at this moment.
"Lao Xiang, I'm back!" Ye Fan said with a smile.
"Xiaofan, is it really you? But three months ago, weren't you already killed by a nuclear bomb from the United States? I even sent people into the Black Rock Desert to search and rescue you, but they couldn't find you at all!" Mr. Xiang shouted.
.
"Lao Xiang, I was lucky enough to save my life because of a special skill I practiced!" Ye Fan explained.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on Xiang Pojun's face again. His eyes fell on Ye Fan's lower abdomen, as if he had discovered something, and asked again: "Xiaofan, where is your Dantian? Why can't I feel you?"
The breath of Dantian?”
"Lao Xiang, my Dantian was shattered in the nuclear bomb!" Ye Fan said.
Hearing this, Xiang Pojun's face turned a little ugly.
For a martial artist, a broken Dantian is equivalent to the loss of martial arts and is no different from a useless person.
However, Xiang Pojun still spoke to console him: "It would be great if I can come back alive..."
"Old Xiang, I haven't finished speaking yet! Although my Dantian was shattered, I used a special method to reshape the nine Dantians in other parts of my body! Today, my strength is equivalent to a ninefold increase!" Ye
Fan said proudly.
"What?!"
Xiang Pojun was shocked and even unwilling to believe his ears.
You must know that Ye Fan's previous strength had reached a very exaggerated level, and he could overwhelm the Japanese nation with one person.
And now, if his strength really increases nine times, how terrifying will it be?
I'm afraid those old monsters in the Hidden World Sect who have been in seclusion for hundreds of years can't compete with it!
"boom!"
At this moment, Ye Fan straightened his chest and let out a breath.
In an instant, Xiang Pojun felt an unprecedented pressure, which was even more terrifying than facing the siege of several heavenly warriors. It was as if a mountain was descending from the sky and pressing down on him, and he could hardly breathe.
More importantly, Xiang Pojun also had a strong premonition that Ye Fan had not exerted his full strength now, only the tip of the iceberg.
After a while, Ye Fan restrained his breath.
Xiang Pojun sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Xiaofan, in China, which is so big now, I am afraid there is no enemy for you! By the way, can you kill those Japanese and Koreans tonight?"
"That's right!" Ye Fan nodded and said: "Those clowns used all kinds of despicable means to get involved in my company, and their crimes are unforgivable! Mr. Xiang, don't you blame me for killing me?"
"Of course not!" Mr. Xiang shook his head quickly and continued to ask: "Does the United States know the news about your survival?"
"Well! Actually, I had already settled that grudge before returning to China!"
Immediately afterwards, in a few words, Ye Fan recounted the story of annihilating the infantry division, marching to the White House, and forcing President Madison to surrender.
Xiang Pojun's blood boiled when he heard this, and he wished he could fight side by side with Ye Fan and go into battle to kill the enemy.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan took out a USB flash drive, handed it over, and explained: "Mr. Xiang, I also made a request to the United States to ask them to hand over the design drawings of the mecha warriors, which are in this USB flash drive! And...
…From now on, U.S. warships and aircraft carriers will withdraw from the waters of East Asia and will never do so again!”
"well done!"
Xiang Pojun was so excited that he didn't expect that Ye Fan could achieve such a feat by himself, which was more effective than thousands of troops.
"Xiao Fan, I really don't know what to say. Even if I hand over my position as the leader of the Eastern Divine Sword to you, you deserve it!" Xiang Pojun said with emotion.
"Lao Xiang, I just did what I had to do!" Ye Fan said.
Suddenly, Xiang Pojun seemed to have thought of something, and a very complicated expression appeared on his face. His mouth was slightly opened, as if he was hesitant to speak, and no words came out for a long time.
"Eh? Mr. Xiang, what's wrong with you?" Ye Fan looked suspicious.
"Xiaofan, I want to tell you something next. You must stay calm and don't get excited!" Xiang Pojun said solemnly.
Seeing what he said so solemnly, Ye Fan was even more curious and said, "What's the matter?"
"Xiaofan, your lover...is called Chu Mengyao, right?" asked Mr. Xiang.
"Yes!" Ye Fan nodded, with an ominous premonition in his heart, and asked: "Lao Xiang, what happened to Mengyao?"
"Hey..." Xiang Pojun sighed quietly and said, "That little girl was kidnapped by the Yanjing Long family!"
