Horizontal Push Starts From Drawing a Sword

I made an appointment with Xu Jie to meet in two days.

Lin Shuguang raised his head and was stunned to see that the blood-red ball that he had obtained from the transformed man had been suspended in mid-air, turning into countless bloodshots that were continuously absorbed by the blood-red demon knife.

"..."

In less than three seconds, the extraction was over.

The blood-red balls turned into powder and scattered in the air.

And the blood-red demon knife broke through the void in the blink of an eye and disappeared.

Lin Shuguang was stunned, "Is this thing turning its face and not recognizing people too fast???"

Early the next morning, Lin Shuguang didn't wait for the news of the bloody demon knife, so he hurriedly ate breakfast and went to the Special Administration Bureau.

On this day, he was appointed by Si Qianjun as the executor of the [Clearing Plan].

The nine departments of the Special Administration Bureau united, and an operation to eradicate the magic cultivator organization against the entire Huai City quietly began.

All the intelligence personnel were ordered to start, like a big net thrown out, low-key mixed into the market, footprints all over the Huai City.

Numerous encrypted messages quickly poured in from all directions...

All departments worked overtime overnight to process intelligence.

Lin Shuguang led the members of the ninth division to stand by at any time.

As the sharp knife department of the Secret Service, their mission is to kill all enemies!

Eight thirty that night.

Chu Xiongtian was sent from the three offices and handed the information to Lin Shuguang, "This is the information we have sorted out."

Lin Shuguang took it and quickly scanned it.

——

Qingkong Martial Arts Hall, one of the strongholds of the [Shrine], borrowed the name of a professor of martial arts to deceive the students' trust, pulled into the [Shrine], and developed into a member of the magic cultivator;

The pavilion owner Guo Qingfeng, a silver-level member of the [Temple], has fifteen bone-hardening sounds;

There are one hundred and seventy-eight people in the museum, and one hundred and twenty-seven members of the magic cultivator;

——

A total of 23 [Shrine] strongholds were marked in this piece of information.

Lin Shuguang put down the information and turned to look at the group of soldiers of the Ninth Special Administration Bureau behind him.

"Before ten o'clock tonight, all the magic cultivators' strongholds will be unplugged!"

"receive!"

Everyone is murderous!

...

Xinmao Road.

Qingkong Martial Arts Hall is brightly lit.

The owner of the pavilion, Guo Qingfeng, was sitting in the room with a gloomy face as he looked at the middle-aged warrior beside him, "Are you sure?"

The middle-aged warrior nodded with a slightly nervous expression on his face: "Originally, when Xiao Wu disappeared, I thought he was just having fun, but I asked specifically, and there are indeed fresh faces over there... Sir, you said that our identities are Isn't it exposed?"

Guo Qingfeng was silent, frowned and said slowly, "Don't panic, arrange for the key members to leave tonight, and wait for the wind—"

The voice is not finished.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the martial arts field outside the door: "The Special Administration Bureau is doing business, and those who resist will be killed without mercy!"

"Broken!" Guo Qingfeng's expression changed and he got up hastily.

"Sir, hurry up, I'll stop!" The face of the middle-aged warrior also changed.

The worst thing happened!

Guo Qingfeng got up and went to open the secret door, "Quick, follow me!"

The middle-aged warrior hesitated for a moment, and was just about to rush over.

Suddenly, the door of the room was smashed by a savage sword light, and then a figure slowly stepped in under a large amount of tumbling smoke.

"Take it."

Meeting Lin Shuguang's indifferent eyes, Guo Qingfeng felt a chill in his heart.

Knowing this is coming a big shot.

Guo Qingfeng admitted on the spot, "Don't kill me, I surrender."

The middle-aged warrior on the side was stunned: "Master Guo?"

Lin Shuguang looked indifferent and led people over.

Suddenly, Guo Qingfeng seized the neutral position and used the middle-aged warrior beside him as a human shield, making a gesture to flee through the door.

"childish."

Lin Shuguang's cold words came in his ears, and before he could understand, there was a sudden pain in his shoulders, the whole person was clamped by one hand, and he was dragged back from the door abruptly.

Guo Qingfeng had never felt this way before.

He had already arrived at the door, and saw that he was about to escape, but the fluke that emerged in his heart suddenly seemed to be doused by a basin of cold water.

The moment his body flew upside down, his wide eyes and big mouth seemed to be venting silently.

Immediately afterwards, the pain of shattering bones in his body brought him back to reality again. Under the horrified gaze of the middle-aged warrior, he fell to the ground like mud.

The No. 1 master of the martial arts hall, was just abolished so easily? !

"Take it."

Lin Shuguang waved his hand, and others took Guo Qingfeng and the middle-aged warrior away.

He stayed in the room alone, looking at the slightly open secret door.

push away,

step in.

Passing through an underground corridor, I saw no less than fifty iron cages that could hold seven or eight people. The cages are now empty, but the smell of blood inside is very pungent.

There is a blood pool deep in the basement. The blood water has dried up, and there are countless cracks around it, as if they were cut by some sharp weapon.

"Are there any reformed people here?"

Lin Shuguang suppressed the speculation in his heart, solved the Qingkong Martial Arts Hall, and after collecting a lot of property, he led everyone to meet with other small teams.

The originally protracted battle ended as quickly as Lin Shuguang intervened.

The unilateral crushing also made Lin Shuguang's majesty in the ninth place skyrocket wildly.

Most of the soldiers here have never followed Lin Shuguang to perform tasks, and the strength of Lin Shuguang is limited to hearing, not to mention that he was quickly promoted to the position of chief.

Somewhat misunderstood.

But tonight, all incomprehension was taken for granted.

...

Lin Shuguang took everyone back to the Special Administration Bureau.

The nearly 100 key members of the magic cultivator who were arrested also opened the eyes of other colleagues in the bureau, and everyone who participated in this mission spontaneously felt a sense of pride.

"How do you feel?" Si Qianjun sat in the office and poured a glass of water for Lin Shuguang himself.

Lin Shuguang shook his head, "It's too weak to be happy at all."

Si Qianjun laughed dumbly.

But I heard Lin Shuguang ask again: "Director, I found a lot of traces of transforming people during this operation. I suspect that [The Temple] is planning a big conspiracy in our Huai City."

Si Qianjun's expression was also solemn for a long time, "I will report this matter to the Governor. [The Temple] The actions in the past two years have gone a lot more than before. It may be related to their newly appointed envoy. I have heard it. There are many reports that the situation abroad is more severe than us, but we can't relax, these lunatics can do anything. Be careful, I will send more people to protect your family. "

Lin Shuguang cupped his hands and clasped his fists.

After leaving Si Qianjun's office, he turned around and went to the bureau's database.

He was very curious about [Temple] and [Nightmare].

...

"It seems that he didn't lie to me..." Lin Shuguang saw the incompatible relationship between [Temple] and [Nightmare] in the information, and knew that the phantom man did not lie to himself.

He smiled and his eyes stopped for a long time on the small line of [Nightmare].

——[The first generation of Nightmare was madly accumulating money in the early years...]

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