Qin Lang couldn't help but be stunned.
On the way back, Qin Lang thought about it over and over again. He felt that the hint that Luo Haichuan gave him should be a phone number, because it was a seven-digit number, and the landline number in Summer Yang City was seven-digit. Also, in Qin Lang's view, although Luo Haichuan gave him a hint, the hint should be obvious enough and not too complicated. After all, Qin Lang wasn't a professional spy. He wouldn't be able to figure out complicated hints and signals at all.
If it was a seven-digit number, it should only be a phone number; if it was a six-digit number, Qin Lang would not hesitate to think that it was a bank password and that it might be the password for Luo Haichuan's private money.
But now, the phone had been connected, but the other party didn't know Luo Haichuan. This result was really a blow to Qin Lang. He couldn't help but think that it was his first time being a "temporary spy," and he didn't expect to get the meaning of the code wrong. It was really embarrassing. The point was that Luo Haichuan finally passed him such a signal under the monitor. If he couldn't understand it, wouldn't it be difficult for Luo Haichuan to come out?
"Impossible, he asked me to make this call. It should be right, the phone number is …" Qin Lang decided to persist a little longer and try to make a Hail Mary attempt.
Unexpectedly, there was a turn of events this time. The other party actually said, "The phone number is right. Then, the person should be right. Division Commander Luo said that the key to the problem is Ma Zhenyong. After you get in touch with him, you will know what the problem is. Ma Zhenyong is now in a 'hidden state,' and I will tell him your contact information. By the way, is your contact information confidential? "
"It's confidential." The SIM card that Qin Lang was using now was specially made for him by Old Poison. Qin Lang did not know how much money Old Poison had spent, but he believed that there should be no problem in keeping the call confidential.
"Well, Ma Zhenyong should get in touch with you soon." The other party hung up the phone.
"This is probably the so-called intelligence liaison." Qin Lang thought in his heart. He thought this kind of thing should be very exciting, but in fact, it was not exciting at all, because the voice on the phone was simply like a robot, without human feelings. However, Qin Lang knew that this person must be one of Luo Haichuan's most loyal subordinates. Otherwise, Luo Haichuan wouldn't have asked Qin Lang to contact him under such circumstances.
This person had said that the problem was with Ma Zhenyong, but what exactly was wrong with Ma Zhenyong that could implicate Luo Haichuan?
Qin Lang thought for a while and had a rough idea in his mind. Ma Zhenyong was called by Luo Haichuan to investigate the dam explosion, and this matter vaguely pointed to the Ye Family. Ma Zhenyong obviously found some important clues or evidence, so he was attacked by the Ye Family. The Ye Family thought that this matter was led by Luo Haichuan, so they also attacked Luo Haichuan.
This matter was not difficult to analyze, but it was not easy to solve this matter. Tonight, Qin Lang finally saw that the Ye Family's influence in the Pingchuan Province military was really not ordinary.
Qin Lang wandered around the school gate. After about ten minutes, he finally received a call from Ma Zhenyong, "Brother Qin, this is Ma Zhenyong … I am now on Mount Qingyun. If you want to come, be careful! "
Ma Zhenyong's voice sounded a little weak, and it seemed that his situation was not optimistic.
Moreover, he was still on Mount Qingyun at this time, certainly not to enjoy the night view, but to avoid being tracked.
After answering the phone, Qin Lang found Ponytail to get an unlicensed motorcycle, and then rode the motorcycle to the foot of Mount Qingyun.
After arriving at Mount Qingyun, Qin Lang did not immediately go up the mountain, but used Snake-shocking Pill and Insect Flute to attract a group of snakes and insects around him, because he knew that this time he might face people from the military, and these people must have modern firearms in their hands. Qin Lang did not want to face these people's powerful firepower unprepared.
At any time, the premise of helping others was to protect yourself first.
If you can't even protect yourself, how can you help others?
After arriving here, Qin Lang did not take out his mobile phone to call Ma Zhenyong, because this was likely to expose Ma Zhenyong's position. Although Mount Qingyun was very big, Qin Lang believed that with his means, it should not be difficult to find Ma Zhenyong.
Moreover, Qin Lang was already very familiar with Mount Qingyun. Here, Qin Lang dealt with An Desheng and Lu Jun; here, Qin Lang fought with Tang San; tonight, here, Qin Lang had to act as a "spy" again.
Qin Lang's speed of going up the mountain was not fast, because he was not only going up the mountain, but also "searching the mountain". Although Mount Qingyun was not considered a high mountain, it was considered the most "majestic" hill around Summer Sun City. If the entire process of searching the mountain was to be completed, at least hundreds of people would need to spend one to two hours.
However, at this moment, Qin Lang had more than "hundreds of people" under him, and these "subordinates" were long-term residents of Mount Qingyun, so they were naturally clear about the movements in their respective territories. Therefore, it was actually very easy for Qin Lang to complete the process of searching the mountain. When he reached the top of the mountain, he naturally completed the whole process of searching the mountain.
But this time, Qin Lang did not walk to the top of the mountain before he stopped, because Ma Zhenyong was not at the top of the mountain, but in a pine forest near the top of the mountain.
The mottled moonlight shone in the pine forest, like rays of cold sword light, revealing a biting cold murderous intent.
Qin Lang knew that Ma Zhenyong was in trouble, because he knew that there was more than one person here, a total of eight people. Other than Ma Zhenyong, there should be seven other people.
Although there were only seven people, Qin Lang did not dare to underestimate them, because Ma Zhenyong was an elite of the special forces, and these seven people were probably also the elites of the special forces, and every one of them must be well-equipped.
In the eyes of real martial arts practitioners, the Kung Fu of the special forces was not scary, but even the experts among the martial arts practitioners did not want to face a fully armed special forces soldier, because a fully armed special forces soldier could easily take care of a Kung Fu master, this was a matter of no doubt. After all, martial arts practitioners were made of flesh and blood, and a body of flesh and blood could block punches and kicks, but could it block bullets and bombs?
Not to mention that Qin Lang was currently in the Changing Tendons realm, even if he had trained to the Regulated Breathing realm, he would not be able to fight head-on with guns and cannons. It should be known that during the Ming Dynasty, many Kung Fu masters emerged, but many of these Kung Fu masters lost their lives to the "foreign guns" and "foreign cannons" of the foreign devils.
Qin Lang would not become as arrogant as a mantis after practicing the Mantis Fist for a few days, so he did not even think of fighting head-on with this group of people. Moreover, Qin Lang now knew the approximate position of these seven people, to a certain extent, he should have the advantage of the right time and the right place.
But at this moment, Qin Lang's phone suddenly rang.
Qin Lang did not have the slightest hesitation, and immediately lay on the ground.
Swoosh!
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