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Chapter 130

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The next day.

Lin Sheng began to indulge in practicing the harp. Since he could not enter the dream, he simply devoted all his time to the Blood Azure Harp.

He had already discovered that using this thing to practice, his Saint Power grew at a rapid rate. So he did not want to waste any time.

There were no changes on his side, but there was trouble on the Iron Fist Society's side.

Sarroux went home.

He discussed with old man Dao Ling and went home alone, saying that he had something important to deal with and needed to take a few days off.

These few days, old man Dao Ling would take care of the internal affairs of the society.

Lin Sheng received a call from Sarroux at home and learned of the matter.

Sarroux had to leave, and many affairs of the Iron Fist Society fell on the shoulders of Dao Ling and the newly joined Luo Xinna.

Lin Sheng went to the hall to take a look. Compared to when Sarroux was there, Dao Ling and Luo Xinna had issued a few prohibitions, which made the society more stable.

However, although it was a lot more stable, it was not as determined to reform as before.

After discovering that there was nothing wrong, Lin Sheng no longer paid much attention to the Iron Fist Society.

Instead, he focused on practicing the harp.

At the same time … the number of murders in Huaisha also began to increase rapidly.





Iron Fist Society.

Dao Ling sat in the practice room, breathing slowly. Saint Power slowly flowed in his body like a stream, constantly healing the hidden injuries left in his body and restoring the aging cells.

Knock knock knock …

Someone knocked on the door of the practice room, and someone spoke outside.

"Teacher Dao Ling, something has happened, and I may need you to come out and deal with it."

Dao Ling slowly opened his eyes, and a touch of gold flashed in his eyes.

"What is it?" He let out a long breath and asked calmly.

"It's about a few burglaries and murders that suddenly appeared in the city last night," the man at the door answered quickly.

"Oh?" Dao Ling was slightly taken aback.

Sarroux was not around, and Boss Lin Sheng was not in charge. He only knew that there was a leader of this style. Therefore, the core theme of the entire Iron Fist Society was naturally to earn money, cultivate, earn money, and cultivate.

A while ago, he had also heard a disciple mention to him about the burglary and murder case.

In his opinion, as long as the Iron Fist Society was not provoked, he could not be bothered with this matter.

In this day and age, the political situation was chaotic, and the roots of Celine's upper echelons were rotten to the core. There were all kinds of cases breaking out everywhere, and they didn't have the energy to deal with them even if they wanted to.

Therefore, as long as the Iron Fist Society was peaceful, he didn't want to cause trouble.

But now …

Dao Ling stood up and opened the door.

A young disciple with a crew cut stood outside the door. The disciple bowed and reported respectfully.

"Dao Ling laoshi, the crux of the matter is that some of our disciples have met with an accident as well …"

"Huh?" Dao Ling frowned. "Tell me more. Who's in trouble? What's the extent of the situation? "

Sarroux had just left, and something happened in the society. This was a disgrace to Dao Ling.

"During roll call today, Xu Wanqing didn't show up. Her relatives called and said that something happened to her family. Xu Wanqing was seriously injured and sent to the hospital. One of her family members is dead and the other is seriously injured," the young disciple said quickly.

"One dead and one seriously injured …" Dao Ling's expression turned solemn. "Have you informed the leader of this matter?"

"Not yet. We don't have the leader's contact information," the disciple explained. At the same time, there was a trace of anger on his face.

"Someone actually dared to lay a hand on our Iron Fist Society. Dao Ling laoshi, many people in the society have suggested that we find the culprit and avenge Xu Wanqing!"

"How's Xu Wanqing's injury?" Dao Ling asked in a deep voice.

"Her left arm is broken … I might not be able to reattach it …" The man lowered his head and said in a depressed tone.

"… Let's inform Master Sarroux first," Dao Ling arranged. "After this, when everyone enters and exits the guild hall, it's best to go together. Don't walk alone. "

"No … Master Dao Ling, we tried to contact Master earlier, but we couldn't get through to the number he left behind," the disciple hurriedly said.

"Hmm??" Dao Ling raised his eyebrows. He had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Let's go to the hospital first," he ordered in a deep voice. "Also, immediately send someone to inform the leader. The location of his house is … "He quickly told the other party the address of Lin Sheng's house.

"Yes!"





Sarroux was not far behind his father, Wayne. He carefully looked at the two strange corpses lying on the grass.

The corpses looked like praying mantises. They were dark green, had a hard outer shell, and there were small burrs on their bodies.

But how could a praying mantis grow to such a size?

He could not believe it.

The two corpses were as tall as a person, and the fatal wound was on their chests. There was a large hole in the chest where a heavy sniper rifle had blasted open.

Viscous, light green blood was slowly flowing out from the wound.

"These are the murderers who attacked the victims?" Sarroux's father, Wayne, stood up and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, Minister. When we found them, these two monsters were planning to ambush a couple nearby."

A man in a black suit beside him said in a deep voice.

"Have you taken a sample and sent it for testing?" Wayne asked.

He stood up. Just by looking at his appearance, he was dressed in a dark red suit and had an elegant temperament. However, compared to the barbaric Sarroux, they were two completely different extremes.

It was hard to believe that they were father and son.

"I've sent it. Also, Deputy Minister Smith said that he found a new clue and wants you to go and take a look. "

"Got it." Wayne nodded and turned back to Sarroux and said in a deep voice. "Do you want to come together? Since you're already here, it's time to let you know what I've been hiding from you. "

Sarroux lowered his head and looked at the two corpses again. He nodded firmly.

However, neither of them noticed that more than half of the dozen or so people guarding the area were secretly exchanging glances with each other. Their eyes were flashing with some kind of inexplicable expression.

Secretly, in the area where everyone was, everyone's cell phone signal had been disrupted and disrupted by some kind of mysterious signal.





"Who killed my Female Worm …"

In the dark forest, a giant praying mantis slowly hung down from the branches of a large tree.

"Interesting … there's no movement in so many places. Instead, a small port lost two Female Worms …"

The eyes of the praying mantis glowed red. It seemed to be using some kind of ability to search for information about the Female Worms.

Soon, the red in its eyes suddenly paused and slowly brightened.

"Found it …"

"There's always a few tough bones that want to struggle. Isn't it good to live obediently?"

The praying mantis opened its mouth and spat out a slender scarlet tongue.

"Go and finish it, Number Four."

"Yes!"

In the shadows, a tall shadow suddenly leaped up.

Whoosh!

In the next second, it disappeared into the dark forest.





Boom!!!

Lin Sheng's fist slammed into the tyrant's chest. He was also hit in the head by a shield strike.

His head shook a little as his pale gold eyes widened. He steadied himself and grabbed the tyrant's fist.

Right knee strike, elbow strike!

Bam!!

A terrifying force, accompanied by a large cloud of dust, spread from the tyrant's body.

He staggered two steps back as he raised his shield and slammed it down on Lin Sheng again.

Bam!!

A large hand pressed against the shield. And pushed it forward.

In an instant, a whip kick landed on the tyrant's shield like a cannonball.

The metal screeched and twisted.

The Sacred Shield Tyrant could no longer maintain his balance and was sent rolling on the ground by the impact.

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