Lin Zifeng didn't say anything, just nodded.

After taking the distribution map in Long Zaitian's hand, he glanced at it slightly.

Han Sheng asked, "If this mission is completed, then do you have to help me find my brother's body?" ”

"Rest assured, since the CIA has promised you something, I will definitely keep my promise." Long Zaitian smiled, turned his head and continued to add: "Also, this mission is very thrilling, the Musashi Holy Sect is full of organs, you will encounter a lot of trouble, there are so many masters in it, I'm afraid the CIA won't be able to help you much, you have to rely on yourself." ”

Long Zaitian knew very well in his heart that the Musashi Holy Sect had existed in Tibet for hundreds of years.

Even the country's troops can't break through, and this time let Lin Zifeng take over this task, in fact, he still has a little selfishness in his heart.

After all, Lin Zifeng's power is getting bigger and bigger now, and his own cultivation is so strong.

This mission is to destroy the Musashi Holy Sect. Second, he actually wanted to take this opportunity to slowly weaken the power around Lin Zifeng.

How could the hundred-year-old cult be destroyed if it was destroyed, and whether he could come back alive or not was no longer something Long Zaitian was considering.

"As long as my brother can come back to me, this qiē is worth it." Lin Zifeng is firm in his words, and no one can change his love for his brother lightly.

"They're just corpses, is it worth it?" Long Zaitian's vicissitudes of black eyes flashed with a hint of emotion.

"They've all been dead for so long, they've been dead for more than two years, they're just a few corpses, and for you, even if you get them back, you're no longer facing your brothers, but a bunch of corpses that have lost their minds."

"Old Man Long, have you ever had a brother who has really given your life?" Lin Zifeng suddenly asked, "You don't have a brother, you will never understand this kind of brotherhood." Without them, I, Lin Zifeng, will lose my hands and feet in this life, and I will just be a puppet when I live. ”

The corners of Long Zaitian's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes stared directly at Lin Zifeng's firm face, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

Brothers?

The word brother has not appeared in Long Zaitian's life for a long time.

When Long Zaitian was not at the helm of the CIA, he didn't have a group of good brothers who accompanied him in life and death.

It's a pity that in order to compete for fame and fortune with each other, in the end, brothers killed each other, so he was able to sit in this position today.

"Okay, the matter is almost explained, I will arrange a helicopter to send you to the Tibetan area this afternoon, you are so self-informed." Long Zaitian put his hands behind his back, and his deep eyes became a little lonely, perhaps the words Lin Zifeng just said deeply stimulated the most unpleasant memory in his heart......

Before leaving the CIA, Fang Yizheng suddenly found Lin Zifeng. 、

It is said that this old guy is the descendant of the ancient martial arts Tai Chi lineage.

Lin Zifeng can also Gu Wu Taiji now, he didn't have the ability to see through the eyes at the beginning, and he didn't know who the masked old man was, so when these two people met, Lin Zifeng smiled bitterly in his heart.

Fang Yizheng was also very relieved in his heart.

Lin Zifeng can also be regarded as half of his apprentice.

This time I went to Tibet to destroy the cult, and there was more evil than good luck. After sending Lin Zifeng away, he had always been cold-faced, but his eyes were red, but he was a little reluctant to taste like Lin Zifeng.

"Hey... I hope you can come back alive. ”

Fang Yizheng sighed leisurely. The mood is mixed.

"This mission is given to him, do you think I am too cruel?"

At this time, Long Zaitian's figure gradually floated over from Fang Yizheng's side.

"At the helm." Fang Yizheng shouted respectfully.

"You don't have to be so tight, you and I have been getting along for so many years, don't you know my temper?"

Long Zaitian's face was grim, and he squinted his eyes and stared at the direction of Lin Zifeng's departure.

"Do you have a lot to ask me? Say Pavilion, if you have anything to say, you can say it, it just so happens that this kid has just touched me, and I also want to find someone to talk to. ”

"Will he die if he goes to the Tibetan cult this time?"

Fang Yizheng's voice was extremely cold, and Long Zaitian's approach was really a little incomprehensible.

The Holy Religion in Tibetan areas is shouted by local believers, and to outsiders, this Holy Religion is actually a cult.

"It's hard to say. Cults have existed in Tibetan areas for 100 years, and there are so many masters in them that no one is willing to provoke them. ”

"Then why did you let him go?"

Regarding Fang Yizheng's word-by-word questioning, Long Zaitian was not angry.

"Cults in Tibetan areas have always been a cancer in the country, they believe in cult leaders and have close collusion with reactionary elements abroad; for so many years, there has always been little harmony in Tibetan areas, and a little riot has occurred from time to time. Now that this Lin boy has become stronger, it is time to contribute some strength to the CIA. Besides, when we first cooperated with him, we in the CIA promised him the identity of the country and also gave him the power to unify the underground forces, and now it is time for him to work hard for the country. ”

But what about his request? If the cult was really destroyed by him, would the twelve corpses be returned by the Dragon Group? Fang Yizheng said.

For Lin Zifeng, the twelve corpses are too important, whether they live or die, they are all Lin Zifeng's brothers, and they are all his spiritual sustenance.

"You're asking too many questions."

It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with Fang Yizheng's question, Long Zaitian flicked his sleeves and turned around and left directly.

"Tsubasa is out of shape."

……

After leaving the CIA, Lin Zifeng came to the headquarters of Nantianmen, specially called Shao Huo and Zhang Mengjie over, and after discussing some things briefly, he took the hidden killer members of the 36 Tiangang of the film crew and Black Eagle to the CIA to wait for instructions.

Deliberately left all the seventy-two demons of the shadow group in Zhonghai City to protect the safety of Nangong Bing and them.

On the way, everyone's faces were very solemn, no one spoke, and all of them silently followed behind Lin Zifeng.

They all knew that this time the task was a hundred times more difficult than before. It's not that the Musashi cult is so powerful, it's that they are not very familiar with the terrain of Tibet, and they have to go to the cult to destroy their leader, which is more than one or twice as difficult as the previous task.

Waiting for Lin Zifeng and them to reach the back mountain of the CIA.

Three spinning helicopters had stopped on the edge of the back mountain, and Long Zaitian and all the CIA experts had come to see Lin Zifeng farewell, hoping that they would be able to defeat them.

"Brother Lin, when you come back, we will continue to drink and talk."

Zhan Longhu's eyes were red with anger, his voice was hoarse, and he stepped forward and hugged Lin Zifeng's shoulders tightly.

Chen Undefeated also stepped forward, his eyes were cold, this guy is a piece of ice.

Without saying anything, he directly hit Lin Zifeng in the chest with his fist, and then left silently......