Watching Lin Zifeng and them get on the helicopter, Zhuo Malasso felt very uncomfortable, and it had only been less than a day since she knew each other, and the hero in her heart was about to leave.

And he had always mistaken him for a cult envoy before, which made Dolmalasso very sorry for him.

"Hero, if you had a chance, would you come back?"

When he got on the helicopter, Zhuo Malasso reluctantly grabbed Lin Zifeng's wrist.

Obviously, a few hours ago, Lin Zifeng's pinch of her chest couldn't help but make Zhuo Malasso's face flush.

"Yeniu, when I have the chance, I will definitely come back." Lin Zifeng stepped forward and pinched her face, Zhuo Malasso didn't refuse, lowered his head, and was a little embarrassed. When the surrounding Musashi Holy Sect elders saw this scene, they all smiled and didn't dare to speak.

Their faith itself belongs to the kind of people who yearn for peace and goodness. Especially when Lin Zifeng jumped off the cliff to kill Leng Xingtian, he was simply a person who didn't want to die.

It took Zhuo Malasso ten years to gradually cultivate the previously lost Musashi Holy Sect, but it was still not enough for Lin Zifeng's actions in one night.

After saying goodbye to Zhuo Marasso, Lin Zifeng resolutely turned around and returned to the cabin.

Until the helicopter flew away from the Musashi Seikyo Mountains.

Zhuo Malasso led all the members of the congregation to pray for Lin Zifeng on a high cliff...

After the experience of the past few days, Lin Zifeng finally completed the task. Seeing that he was about to arrive in Zhonghai City.

Lin Zifeng was in a very entangled mood, this trip to Tibet, the Qi Dao realm still did not break through, but the combat power in his body soared a lot.

The vitality given by the magic bracelet has been further absorbed.

Now he has the combat power of the Qi Dao Great Realm, but he does not have the Qi Dao Realm.

It's still too much different from a Qi Dao realm cultivator.

As long as he was able to step into the Qi Dao Realm, he believed that with his beast totem power, he would be much stronger than the battle dragon and their beast totem!

Half an hour later, Lin Zifeng left the helicopter with the head of the cult Leng Xingtian and went to the CIA without stopping.

However, the CIA has only been less than a night since the big handsome guy slap in the face.

Until after dawn, the CIA had not returned to its former calm.

Meng Lao, who was at the helm of the dragon group, returned to the dragon group overnight, and he was slapped in the face by a big dog, which had already made him lose face, where would he have the face to continue to stay in Zhonghai City?

With the hidden killing members, a group of bloody and resolute faces were full of great murderous aura and walked directly in the direction of the CIA's headquarters.

The cold and murderous aura has already made those masters of the CIA feel uneasy.

I saw the black-haired young man who took the lead, carrying a bloody package and walking forward indifferently.

The sky is still bright, and there is a big smog in Zhonghai City today, and the winter morning is particularly cold.

Before getting off the cabin, Huo Zhengfeng had already sent a text message to Black Hawk, and it was estimated that at this moment, Black Hawk was rushing towards this side with the crew.

Everyone knows very well in their hearts that now the head of the cult leader Leng Xingtian has been cut off. I'm afraid that the CIA will not return the corpses of the Twelve Eagles.

"What do you want to do?!"

Just as Lin Zifeng led the hidden members to break into the CIA's base, two CIA masters suddenly jumped out of the dense forest.

"Get out!"

"Bang Bang ......"

A member of the hidden killer raised his foot and kicked the two CIA experts away.

At this moment, in the hearts of the hidden killing members, only Lin Zifeng is their master in this world.

If anyone dares to offend Lin Shao, the one who blocks will die!

Soon Lin Zifeng broke into the CIA, and early in the morning, the base seemed very cold.

Seeing Lin Zifeng rushing over with the hidden killing members.

In the CIA's martial arts arena, many masters of morning training felt that something was wrong.

More than 200 CIA experts surrounded Lin Zifeng and them.

"My mission is complete, and I want to see the dragon at the helm." Lin Zifeng said lightly.

"Early in the morning, you dare to break into our CIA, do you want to die?"

In the crowd, a young man with a Chinese face pointed his hand at Lin Zifeng's nose and shouted loudly.

After last night's incident, the CIA has already made a fuss.

Now Lin Zifeng is leading so many people to break into the CIA, which is obviously a bit unkind.

"I said, I'm here to find the dragon at the helm." Lin Zifeng glanced at the young man coldly, his deep and desolate eyes were extremely cold, like a pool of 10,000-year-old ice cellars, from his eyes, the young man could clearly feel the strong killing aura of the other party.

This kind of aura is particularly weird, and only the kind of people who have experienced hundreds of life and death battles to survive on the verge can exude this kind of aura.

Of course, there are no masters at this level of the CIA, but once a master at this level comes out, it will definitely be stained with blood!

At this time-

I don't know who notified Long Zaitian.

The old guy waved his hand and motioned for everyone to disperse.

Then take Lin Zifeng to the direction of the tea room alone.

It can be seen that Long Zaitian's qi and blood are very poor today, and his purple face makes it seem as if the people of the world owe him millions.

After entering the tea room, Lin Zifeng's nose twitched slightly.

Putting Leng Xingtian's head on the table, the bloody head suddenly looked extremely scary.

"Old Man Long, I've completed the task, is it time to fulfill my promise?" It can be seen that Lin Zifeng is very anxious about his brothers.

I can't wait to see my brother right away.

Long Zaitian put his hands behind his back, shook his head and sighed twice.

Then he turned around casually and chuckled: "Lin boy, I forgot to tell you something, although the CIA has found the bodies of your brothers, but..."

"But what?"

Lin Zifeng chuckled in his heart, and suddenly felt a little weird.

"I'm very satisfied with your killing of the cult leader, but... It seems that your mission this time has not been able to impress the above, so the above requires you to complete another mission in order to get your brothers back. ”

Speaking of which, Long Zaitian obviously deliberately made it difficult for him.

That damn big dog hit him last night, and all the resentment was now sprinkled on Lin Zifeng. It is estimated that it is impossible for the big dog to retaliate.

Because the CIA couldn't find anyone who could deal with the dog.

"So, my mission this time is in vain?"

Lin Zifeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his voice gradually became a little cold.

As he expected, the CIA was playing him!

(It's been a day of power outage today, and now it's updated in the Netbox, sorry.) ）