After coming out of the tea and coffee hall, Liu Ximing spitted out a spit and cursed: "Damn, what's shameless. If we take action, as long as they cooperate properly, the matter will be settled in more than ten minutes. But Lu Yunfei insisted that we follow his arrangements and he would not urinate and take care of himself. Is he worthy? Humph! He really doesn't know how to show off."

"You should say a few words. People have their own plans. Since he doesn't want to, we can't force it. It's just..." Liu Chuxue was a little worried. "Although we are not weak, this place is the territory of the temple. As far as I know, there are at least hundreds of elites stationed in the temple, well-equipped, and with the staff distributed in the city of St. Ambiya, there are probably thousands. With just a few of us, no matter how capable we are, we cannot compete with one hundred. Someone must help us divert some of our attention."

"I found out that in two days the temple will hold a banquet, which may be an opportunity for us."

Liu Chuxue nodded, "The banquets held by the temple must be hosted by big figures from all over the world. Although the defense will be much tighter than usual, there will be many flaws." Speaking of this, she turned to look at Wu Song beside her, "Master, what suggestions do you have?"

The latter pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Lu Yunfei is a master at the level of the Master of Internal Power. With his help, he will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"but……"

Liu Ximing was about to answer the conversation, but was interrupted by Wu Song's wave, "I know he doesn't want to, but he is just a person who obeys orders."

Hearing this, Liu Chuxue and Liu Ximing exchanged glances, their eyes lit up, and they immediately understood what Wu Song meant.

"Haha! Mr. Wu is still the one who knows how to adapt." Liu Ximing patted his chest, "Leave this to me, and make sure that Lu Yunfei is obedient." After saying that, he took out his cell phone and walked to the side to talk to the phone.

...

In the private room.

Jiang Lai picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and smiled slightly, "This tea is good, you can try it too."

Lu Yunfei was not in the mood to taste tea. He frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Jiang, the people in the Liu family do not listen to their advice. I am afraid they will make a bad thing."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Lai looked faint, "Since they are full of confidence and think they have the ability to solve the problem, let them try it. In fact, you should feel glad that if they work with such a group of brainless people, if they don't obey orders in the middle, wouldn't it harm us?"

"That's true." After saying that, Lu Yunfei changed his mind, "The old man named Wu Song just now seemed to be a Taoist sect."

"That's right!" Jiang Lai nodded and mentioned Wu Song. There was a hint of interest in his eyes.

When he first met, he repeatedly checked and found that although Wu Song had no fluctuations in his body, he felt an extremely familiar force.

The other party cultivated spiritual power! It can be seen that the old man was a real master of Taoism.

However, Wu Song's spiritual power fluctuations were very complicated and not pure. I don't know if there was a problem with the mental method of practicing, or the wrong way of practicing. No matter what, he finally met a real fellow.

"He is not only a Taoist sect, but also has reached the level of a master."

"Master's Realm?" Lu Yunfei was surprised. As an internal cultivation master at the Matrix Realm, he knew very well that Taoist people were more difficult to practice than martial arts people, and they made slow progress. Because of this, under the same realm, with the changing methods, Taoist people were much more powerful than martial arts people. "No wonder they were so angry that they did not take the temple into consideration at all."

Jiang Lai smiled and said, "A master of the master of the master, a peak realm, is now very lively. After they mess up the temple, we will find another opportunity to take action."

After the words came, the ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, Jiang Lai stood up and said, "You go back first, I have to see a few more friends."

After leaving the tea and coffee hall, Jiang Lai directly parted ways with Lu Yunfei. Walking among the endless crowds and not far ahead, Jiang Lai suddenly turned into an inconspicuous alley. At the same time, several blond and blue-eyed men rushed out of the crowd and followed closely behind.

However, when they entered the alley, they found that there was no one inside and there was no trace of Jianglai.

More than ten minutes later, Jiang Lai came to a secret underground air raid shelter alone.

"Who?"

Perhaps when he heard his footsteps, a cold shout immediately sounded inside. With the sound of pulling the pill, more than a dozen burly and fully armed men rushed out with guns and stared at Jiang Lai with a vigilant look on their faces.

"It's me!"

As Jiang Lai's face gradually became clear under the dim light, the men were shocked and hurriedly knelt down on one knee, shouting respectfully: "Your Majesty the King!"

"Young Master, you are finally here!"

A familiar voice came, and Bilson limped over with the help of a man.

Seeing the other party covered in scars, Jiang Lai unconsciously frowned, "Is it okay?"

"A little injury is not a problem." Bilson smiled reluctantly, unable to hide his worries between his eyebrows, "Young Master, Liu Mohe..."

Jiang Lai's heart sank and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with Liu Mo?"

"He is in serious injuries and has been in a coma for two days. The doctor said that he has not escaped danger yet. If he doesn't wake up, he may not be able to wake up in the future."

Hearing this, Jiang Lai's face changed slightly and he hurriedly walked deep into the air-raid shelter. After a while, Liu Mo was lying on a military folding bed, his face turned pale, sweating in cold sweat, and his body shivered constantly.

Jiang Lai reached out and felt that the touch was cold, and the cold air in his body was very strong. Fortunately, Liu Mo was strong and had strong resistance. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably not be able to hold on for a long time.

"Have you encountered mutants?"

Bilson nodded with a bitter face, "We have more than 300 people in total. Under Liu Mo's arrangement, we successfully captured the defense of the temple. However, when we were preparing to launch a large-scale attack, we were suddenly blocked by a team. Those people were very powerful. In less than ten minutes, we lost most of our men. If Charles had not fought to the death, we would not have escaped alive."

"Charles died?"

"Yes."

Jiang Lai sighed secretly. Charles was the backbone he secretly trained, responsible for secretly training reserve forces, and was one of his hidden trump cards. He unexpectedly sacrificed so quickly and could not even see the last time.

Restrained his mind and with his powerful and powerful spiritual power, Jiang Lai expelled the cold cold air for Liu Mo. However, Liu Mo's internal organs had long been eroded by the cold air and were seriously damaged. Now he can only survive and live for one day.

"Young Master, how is his situation?"

Jiang Lai shook his head, his face gloomy and his eyes flashed. After a moment of silence, he glanced at the people who were resting in the air-raid shelter and asked, "How many people do we have now?"

"More than thirty people, some of them were seriously injured and could not join the war."

Jiang Lai pondered for a moment and patted Bilson on the shoulder, "Don't worry, things are not irreversible yet. Go and prepare some things for me, and..." He took off a seriously worn iron card from his keychain and threw it into the other party's hand.

"Young Master, this is..."

"This is my last trump card. Whether it wins or loses depends on this last battle."
Chapter completed!