Qiqi stood still.
A jet-black chain, like a serpent, coiled out from the void, wrapped around Xin Hun's waist, and dragged him directly into the rift.
In the midst of tranquility, specks of golden light, like playful little sprites, danced and merged into Qiqi's body.
The man who was kicked to death by Qiqi was a spy trained by a certain country.
Originally, they were supposed to successfully intercept and kill Uncle Beard today, then take the intelligence he obtained and leave China to continue serving his country and organization.
Many people will die at his hands in the future.
Now, because of Qiqi's intervention, he died prematurely, and the fates of those who would have died at his hands in the future have been rewritten.
Many of these are virtuous people who have performed great deeds and will be able to make significant contributions to the country and its people in the future.
And all of this is because of Qiqi.
The tragic death of Number One left the spies who were besieging Huo Yuwei stunned, and they all looked at Qi Qi as if she were a monster.
What kind of freak is this little girl?
He was able to break two ribs of a spy with exceptionally strong physique with a single kick, and he was so precise that one of the ribs would pierce the spy's lung, causing him to suffocate to death.
The group exchanged glances, and then someone shouted, "Retreat!"
The group turned around decisively and ran off in different directions.
"You're not getting away!"
With a wave of her hand, Qiqi created a golden light shield that resembled an inverted bowl, enveloping them within it.
The two people who rushed forward first crashed into the light shield and fell to the ground on their butts.
"What the hell is this?!" the man exclaimed in surprise, reaching out to touch it.
Even though you can't see anything, when you touch it, you can feel an invisible wall blocking your way, and water-like patterns appear in the void.
"This thing is called a barrier, it can temporarily trap you here. No one outside will know what happens here."
Qiqi, with her hands behind her back, skipped over to Huo Yuwei. "Uncle Beard, you can now go all out and deal with them without worrying about anyone breaking in or disturbing anyone. My barrier is very strong; I guarantee not a single sound will get out."
Huo Yuwei looked at the little girl's fair, tender, soft, and adorable face, struggling to process the meaning behind her words.
"So, you are... a Taoist master?"
Although the country has been controlling and suppressing feudal superstitions in recent years, as a high-ranking military officer, he knows much more than ordinary people.
For example, while the state appears to be cracking down on feudal superstition, it actually maintains secret connections with many Taoist families.
The heads of many prominent families were also frequent guests of leaders, occasionally answering their questions and resolving their difficulties.
Before they set off, the old commander had specially invited a master to divine the future, only to receive a result that indicated a near-certain death.
He didn't believe in these things until his teammates died one by one, until he was driven to the brink of despair and had only his last breath left.
He didn't regret taking on the task at the time.
He only regretted not bringing back the intelligence he had obtained.
Later, he didn't know what happened. He felt like he was dead, but suddenly a golden light enveloped him, and his heavy injuries began to heal. He miraculously recovered.
"That's right, Uncle Beard, you actually know about the Celestial Masters!"
The little girl's voice was soft and innocent, revealing a naive naiveté. "Uncle with the big beard, let me tell you, these people are all very bad. They have so many lives on their hands. They also have many secrets. You can ask them questions; you're sure to find something unexpected!"
Uncle with the big beard?
Huo Yuwei paused for a moment, then raised his hand to touch the beard he had deliberately stuck on his face for disguise.
No wonder the little girl calls herself Uncle Big Beard!
He raised his hand, tore off his beard, and rubbed it on his eyebrows and eyelids to remove all the disguise, revealing his original clean and rugged face.
Upon seeing that face, Qiqi was stunned for a moment, then gave Huo Yuwei a bear hug.
"Brother Huo, it's you!"
Huo Yuwei: ...
Does the little girl know him?
"Little girl, do we know each other?"
"Big Brother Huo doesn't know me, but I know you, Big Brother!" Qiqi said in a childish voice. "Now is not the time to talk about these things. Big Brother, you should arrest all those bad guys first."
"Okay, then wait for me a moment."
"Okay, sure!"
Although Qiqi is self-disciplined, she is actually the kind of person who would rather lie down than sit, sit than stand, and lean on someone else to stand than stand on her own.
Previously, there was no other way but for her to do it herself.
Now that someone is making the move, she'll definitely try to avoid it if she can.
Qiqi obediently found herself a stone stool, took out tissues and wet wipes from her small bag to clean the surface of the stool, and then sat down.
At such a young age, she already knows to sit gracefully and adjusts her skirt to avoid exposing herself.
After doing all this, she obediently bent down, rested her chin on her hands, and admired Huo Yuwei's skills.
Hmm, that punch was good, the angle was tricky, and the power was immense. If it had been just an inch off, it would have knocked out all of the opponent's back molars.
That was a good kick, right in the center. Unfortunately, it lacked power. If it had been just a third stronger, it could have instantly incapacitated the opponent.
As Qiqi watched, she made her own judgments in her mind.
Occasionally, I can't help but offer a few pointers.
A true expert's skill is immediately apparent.
Huo Yuwei could tell from what Qiqi said that this little girl must have a lot of fighting experience.
But is it reasonable for a three-year-old girl to be good at fighting?
Whether it was reasonable or not, under Qiqi's guidance, Huo Yuwei quickly knocked all the remaining spies to the ground, rendering them incapable of moving.
He squatted down in front of one of the men, who was clearly the leader, his hard soles of his military boots pressing down on the man's hand. "Tell me, how did you know about our operation plan? Did someone tip you off?!"
The excruciating pain contorted the man's face, but he gritted his teeth and refused to utter a sound.
They are all professionally trained spies, and it's very difficult to get any useful information out of them.
Huo Yuwei had not held out much hope, but the thought of his fallen comrades still left him unable to find peace.
"Big brother, you won't get anything out of me by asking like that!"
Qiqi tapped her cheek with her little finger, took out a handful of talismans from her bag, and scattered them casually like a fairy scattering flowers.
The talisman flew to the mouths of those people, and they only felt a coolness on their lips, as if a raindrop had suddenly fallen from the sky and landed on their lips. They subconsciously pursed their lips and did not take it to heart.
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