Ding Dong.

Xu Xianxian opened her phone, glanced at the transfer message, and then nodded contentedly, "Then I'll be leaving. You guys should do your best and try to survive. Well...actually, it's still not too late to return to the Federation."

After receiving such a huge bounty, Xu Xianxian's heartbeat speed increased more than ten times. The excitement made two abnormal blushes appear on her pale little face.

Even her smile became much gentler. She kindly said a few words of comfort, then opened the car door and left without looking back, seeing the complicated expressions on Weilan and Charlie's faces.

Xu Xianxian's steps were very fast. Although it looked like she was walking, her speed was almost running. She disappeared from the sight of the two people in the blink of an eye.

Xia Li was silent for a long time before he retracted his gaze: "Miss, what should we do now?"

He had initially thought that Miss Xu would have her eye on the Force Stone, but he hadn't expected her to leave so quickly. It seemed that even the most bloodthirsty and greedy people could only avoid the involvement of high-level martial artists.

But now that the other party has left like this, they no longer have any security at all.

Weilan pursed his dry lips, forced himself to calm down, and said softly, "My father left something in the house. As long as we can get it, we will definitely be able to leave safely. And I know there is a small path that can take a long way around to the back, so we don't have to worry about someone ambushing at the main gate in advance."

"Then Miss... let's go now." Charlie whispered, "There's no time to lose, before Morrill's men arrive."

"good."

The two of them had a brief discussion, then opened the car door and walked towards the courtyard.

As time passed, a small van with a foreign license plate slowly stopped by the roadside.

Hui Ge wiped the sweat from his forehead, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the house standing in the distance. He couldn't help but smack his lips, "The original owner of this house seemed to be quite wealthy. How could he die so tragically?"

His source of information is the underground black market, so naturally he knows a lot of information.

Over the years, Huige, who believed that his martial arts had reached a bottleneck, has been pursuing the awakening of the Force and becoming a force user whose mind can influence reality.

Unfortunately, the Force Crystals produced in ancient ruins have always been extremely rare. Even in the underground black market, they have only appeared at auctions.

That was a place where capital competed, not something ordinary people like him could participate in. Things at the auction, even a piece of white paper, would be sold for ten or even a hundred times their actual value.

Not to mention the Force Crystal, even if it is only worth 10 or 20 million, it may be auctioned for hundreds of millions.

Therefore, Huige, a middle-class man, could only try his luck by purchasing information about Force Crystals. He had visited many places in the past few years, but was always beaten to the punch by others.

"Hopefully I'll have better luck this time."

Huige rubbed his hands, muttered to himself, and felt a little more nervous.

"This house is reportedly haunted. Every year, there are reports of murders occurring here, and over time, no cars drive there anymore. The locals believe it! But since it's so mysterious, I still have to be prepared to avoid any setbacks."

Huige pushed open the car door, walked to the trunk, and took out two miniature crossbows, both only the size of a palm. They were made of a special alloy material. Under the sunlight, they did not reflect light at all, and even became a little dimmer. It was obvious that they were not ordinary objects.

Every country has its own martial arts schools. Each martial arts school has completely different secret techniques and weapons. Some use swords, some use knives, some use fists, some use legs, some use knives, and some use bows and arrows. Some even use firearms, combining modern weapons with martial arts.

Those who used firearms and cold weapons were naturally much stronger than those who practiced fists and kicks in the early and middle stages, and could even kill them instantly with a single encounter. However, after condensing Dan Qi and possessing extremely strong defensive abilities, the gap between the two narrowed.

After reaching level 6 and 7, they become more dependent on the use of weapons, and when facing a martial artist who only relies on his own level, the situation is completely reversed.

If the weapon is taken away or damaged, the weapon-based martial artist's strength will be only 20% to 30% of the original, and he can easily be killed by the opponent.

Huige is a martial artist who specializes in archery. His crossbow skills are superb. Even a level six martial artist of the same rank can be easily killed by his poisonous crossbow arrows if he is not careful.

He packed his quiver and headed straight towards the haunted house. After walking just a few dozen meters and reaching the road beside the house, he saw a luxury sports car parked nearby.

An enchantingly beautiful woman was leisurely watching a movie in a sports car, humming a tune from time to time.

"I XXX, are you a speed racer?!"

When Huige saw this enchanting woman, this coincidental encounter made him so angry that he started to swear.

He was stuck in traffic for almost an hour just now because of this speeding girl. Oh, by the way... there is also a speeding loli, I don’t know if she is nearby.

"Huh...? Who are you?!"

When Hela saw a foreign man suddenly coming over, she stood up and asked in fluent English.

The other party spoke a very obscure language, which was neither Federal nor English, which made her eyes flash with a hint of vigilance.

This haunted house does attract a lot of people, but it is too much of a coincidence that they all come on the same day.

"Although Morrill is lustful, he's not so foolish as to send a copy of the information to every martial artist in the surrounding area. If he were someone who would do such a thing, he would have become a philanthropist long ago."

With Hela's keen intuition, she inexplicably sensed something unusual.

In just over an hour, in addition to her, a monk had come, and now a somewhat sloppy foreign man had come.

"Um... by the way, I'm abroad now." Huige was stunned when he heard the English, but then he realized what was happening and quickly replied in broken English: "I'm Huige. You ran a red light in your sports car and left me stuck in traffic for an hour. You should apologize to me."

His English was obviously not good, and there were many grammatical errors in it, which made Hela laugh. It took her a while to digest it before she could barely understand what he meant.

"Oh, how about paying you?"

Hila shrugged, took out a limited edition platinum wallet from the car, pulled out a stack of Lil coins, and threw it over.

In addition to being a martial artist in the kingdom, she also had another identity in the kingdom, that of a supermodel. The annual income from her fashion shows was enough for her to live an extremely luxurious life. In addition, her powerful military force meant that no man or woman dared to make a move on her.

Huige didn't take it, but let the money spill onto the ground. He narrowed his eyes, his expression darkened, and said in broken English, "You're insulting me."

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