Although he was full of doubts, Zhu Mingcheng did not ask any more questions.
Apart from this point, he admired Fang Lin's arrangements with great admiration.
This not only allowed the brothers to vent their anger, but also provided a way to completely destroy the Japanese.
Zhu Mingcheng believed that since Fang Lin made such an arrangement, it made sense.
He saved the entire hotel, and all she had to do was follow his instructions.
After handling the matter, Fang Lin temporarily focused his full attention on accompanying Ren Xun.
After dinner, the four of them enjoyed a tour of the capital together, and did not return to the villa until late at night.
The news brought by the old man really benefited Fang Lin a lot, but he also knew that it was by no means everything that Mr. Ren wanted to say. Otherwise, he would not be able to solve the problem that could be solved with just a few photos and a phone call.
It is necessary to come to the capital in person.
Of course, Fang Lin didn't doubt Ren Xun. How could an old man who had been worrying about him and doing his best even though he was thousands of miles away, be harmful to him?
The reason why he did this must have a reason why he had to do it, or in other words, there were some things that he needed to verify carefully to ensure their authenticity.
The night had fallen, and just as everyone was falling into sweet dreams, Fang Lin flew into the sky alone and disappeared into the night.
In order to hide the capital and prevent being blamed, the Japanese were cunningly scattered throughout the capital. Except for their leader, they were so strict that even the captain did not know where the other was hiding.
Only brothers like Junichiro Ono receive a mission, otherwise they will never show up.
With today's technology, mobile phone calls are not completely safe.
Therefore, only when there is a major action, the leader will summon the eight captains to discuss matters together.
Three of the eight captains had already been lost in Fang Lin's hands, so he had only one purpose for his trip, which was to find the other five captains and the Japanese leader in China.
Solving them will naturally completely eliminate the hidden danger the Japanese pose to China.
Since their leader has summoned all the captains, it means that the Japanese will definitely take big action next.
Therefore, Fang Lin believed that in order to convey orders and discuss specific actions, their gathering would not stop. This was also the purpose of his mustache.
Once Mustache confirmed that no one was following him, he would definitely look for his own troops, so when he came out of the private room door and picked him up, Fang Lin had already planted a tracking charm on him.
The Fuxi God Clan launched a large-scale attack, and the Japanese were ready to make a move. This happened to be the time when the battle was about to begin.
Fang Lin believed that all their conspiracies revolved around the entire fighting.
Therefore, Fang Lin must resolve these troubles before the fight and find out their true purpose in order to ensure the smooth progress of the fight and the safety of China.
Because until now, even if I dare not confirm anything else, there is no doubt that these guys are afraid that China will not be in chaos.
Following the guidance of the tracking talisman, Fang Lin quickly left the city until he landed in an unknown deep mountain.
In the middle of the night, deep in the mountains, who would have thought that a huge conspiracy was brewing there?
So even Fang Lin had to sigh, these guys are really not ordinary people who are good at choosing places.
If he didn't have the ability to fly, even if he knew they were conspiring here, he would have wasted several hours driving here. By then, what they should have talked about would have been finished.
The reason why he was able to take action in such a timely manner was mainly because the tracking symbol told Fang Lin that the mustache had completely stopped.
Having just experienced a huge failure, he was now like a rat crossing the street. Except that he had already reached his destination, he would never stay somewhere for longer than half an hour, and it was still in the mountains so far away from the capital.
Sure enough, Fang Lin soon heard a faint voice.
Looking around with clairvoyance, seven men and women dressed in unique Japanese costumes were gathered in front of a huge stone, with mustaches prominently among them.
The seven people all looked solemn, obviously discussing an extremely serious matter.
According to the gathering rules known to Fang Lin, only those with the highest captain level are eligible to participate.
Including the escaped mustaches, their number should be exactly seven, so everyone who should come has come, which makes him feel a little relieved. This is undoubtedly the best time to catch them all.
"It's an honor to have the master come to visit me late at night. Since I'm here, why not come out and see him?"
As an old man with a long white beard stretched out his hand, the other six people immediately fell silent.
Almost at the same time, the sonorous, powerful and clear voice of the white-bearded old man also reached Fang Lin's ears.
Unlike the Japanese who spoke broken Chinese that Fang Lin had seen before, the old man with the white beard spoke very pure Chinese as soon as he spoke.
Although there is still a hint of accent, if you don't listen carefully, it is really difficult to tell. I am afraid that it is more pure than many Chinese people.
Following the words of the white-bearded old man, the surrounding treetops swayed and there was a violent rustling sound.
This is not the sound caused by the wind, it is entirely caused by Whitebeard's true energy.
It is not difficult for Fang Lin to achieve this now, but he might not have been able to achieve this before coming to the capital. Naturally, there is no need to elaborate on the depth of cultivation of this white-bearded old man.
Fang Lin was quite surprised that he could be discovered so quickly.
However, now that he had been discovered, he no longer hid and appeared in an area less than ten meters away from the seven people.
"Fang...Fang Lin?
How...how could it be you?
This...this is impossible! Obviously no one is following me! How did you find this place?"
When it came to Fang Lin, the first person to react was naturally the mustache that he had just tidied up. He was almost so shocked that he couldn't sit still and fell down the mountain, with a look of horror on his face.
"If I want to know your whereabouts, do I need to use such a bad method of tracking?
Besides, if I arranged for someone to follow you, how could you return to the team?
I know that you Japanese are not afraid of death, so you don't even bother to force a confession from you. Is this a sure-fire trick?"
Glancing at the seven people, Fang Lin said very calmly.
There is a huge gap in appearance and age between the seven people. According to Fang Lin's observation, the eldest among the seven is the old man with a white beard, who is at least ninety years old.
The youngest one is undoubtedly one of the women with curly hair, who is estimated to be no more than twenty.
There are seven people, six men and one woman. Although there is a huge gap, they are all considered to be top-notch experts. The worst one is the middle-level prefecture-level mustache.
The strongest one was naturally the old man with the white beard. Fang Lin was unable to judge the specific level of his cultivation through his clairvoyance.
"Haha... Just now he said that Fang Lin is a show-off. Now it seems that it is really true!"
Seeing that his subordinate was silenced by Fang Lin, the old man with the white beard was not angry at all, but laughed in a joking tone.
