"Your strength has been greatly reduced, and it is possible that you got sick due to the hard times. So where is your sword? Don't tell me you forgot to bring it. I don't believe it."

Zhao Yulin thought that Helian Lingyun was now one of his own, so he showed his straightforward side. He asked when he couldn't figure something out, without avoiding or hiding his shortcomings.

If Helian Lingyun had been ill and was in poor health, he would believe it.

But if Helian Lingyun forgot to bring his sword, Zhao Yulin would never believe it.

He was such a half-baked swordsman, but he still carried a sword with him. Helian Lingyun was a pure swordsman. Carrying a sword when going out was like putting on clothes for ordinary people. There was no reason for him to forget it.

Eating when hungry and sleeping when tired were instinctive. How could he forget it?

However, Helian Lingyun just shook his head, his face was still weak and pale, and he kept silent, obviously not wanting to answer.

Zhao Yulin also shook his head. Some things can't be forced, so he stopped asking. Anyway, if the other party wants to say it, he will say it one day. If he doesn't want to say it, he can't pry open his mouth with a chisel.

After leaving the small hair salon, the two of them went to a Chinese medicine shop that was not closed yet. Zhao Yulin took out the prescription he had written in advance, bought some herbs, and asked the waiter to boil it and remove the residue and pack it into bags. There were more than 20 bags of Chinese patent medicine and handed them to Helian Lingyun.

This is a soup for restoring the spirit and nourishing the qi. It is the most effective for regulating Helian Lingyun's body that has been exhausted.

Anyway, there is no need to go through security check on the plane, and the Chinese medicine can be brought with it. There is a total of seven days' supply. After seven days, Helian Lingyun's body will probably be restored to normal.

Chinese medicine generally requires dietary restrictions. Zhao Yulin knew that Helian Lingyun had been hungry for a few years and would definitely not be able to control his appetite, so he didn't bother to care. He simply made a slight change to the original prescription and was not very particular about greasy meat.

Unexpectedly, Helian Lingyun actually took the initiative to ask about dietary restrictions.

"I see that your prescription has some flavors that are more yin and cold, and duck meat is probably not edible."

Most people who practice martial arts know medicine. Helian Lingyun is a serious inheritor of Chinese ancient martial arts, so he naturally knows a little bit, but he is not as proficient as the disciples of the all-rounder Feng.

Zhao Yulin had a strange expression: "I thought you didn't care about these."

Helian Lingyun said: "No one likes to be unwell."

Zhao Yulin waved his hand and said: "It's best to abstain from food. If you are really greedy, I have changed the recipe a little. You can still eat pork and beef. You should know the other things."

Back at the Tomans Hotel, Luoyang and others saw Helian Lingyun, who looked like two different people after having his hair cut. They couldn't help but open their mouths wide. After Zhao Yulin sent him back to the room and came out, everyone hurriedly pulled the boss into another room and asked questions.

"How did Helian Lingyun become like this?"

"It's like he's become a different person!"

"Why is a 1.80-meter-tall strong man so thin?"

The little brothers and sisters kept asking. The difference they were referring to was not the difference between Helian Lingyun's current appearance and his sloppy appearance when he first entered the hotel, but the difference between today and before.

In the past three years, Helian Lingyun has been chasing Zhao Yulin, and the two have fought hundreds of times. Naturally, they followed the boss and had admired the godlike image of the second killer more than once.

So they were very curious.

At that time, Helian Lingyun was not only powerful and could fight their boss to a draw, but also had a very powerful image. He was tall and strong. He stood there without saying a word, and his murderous aura was 99 points and breathtaking.

In his hand, he held the sword that had killed many masters and novices, and he swung it freely and majestically.

Even the boss Tianlan, who had never been interested in classical Chinese, couldn't help but recite a poem after his first fight with Helian Lingyun:

Explore the tiger's den, enter the dragon's palace, look up to the sky and exhale, and it will become a white rainbow.

The boss's classical Chinese skills were not very good, and he was not as knowledgeable about Chinese literature as they were in order to learn Chinese, but at that time, all of them felt that this famous sentence, which originally belonged to Jingqi, was particularly good for Helian Lingyun. There was no tragic generosity, only dominance.

But seeing Helian Lingyun today, he was sad and depressed, with a bit of murderous aura left, like an old killer who was about to die. Where was the style of the old days when he was holding a sword and riding a horse?

Luoyang had just seen Helian Lingyun, and the word that came to his mind was languor; Luman thought of the hero's twilight years, and Hai Qingzi thought of him not being handsome at all.

Zhao Yulin thought for a long time, but still didn't know how to answer the questions from his brothers and sisters, so he had to shake his head helplessly: "I don't know either, maybe he will tell you the story in person later."

The next morning, Zhao Yulin, who returned late, left Zhuxiyuan Villa early and went to Panlong Road to see Cao Ganjing and Helian Lingyun off.

Panlong Road is also an old city area, but in the urban area, no mercenaries dare to gather here to cause trouble, so there is no need to worry about it.

The bus station could not leave, so the two of them could only take a black car to Hebei Province. After arriving there, the scalper tickets would be useful.

While waiting for the bus, Helian Lingyun called Zhao Yulin to the corner of the tube building for a private chat.

"Any other questions? As for money, I withdrew some cash last night."

Zhao Yulin said that he would not be stingy about this matter. At least they were helping him solve his problems.

"When you are out of town, if you don't have enough money, let Cao Ganjing contact me. Although I don't get any commission for this protection mission, the sponsor has given me a lot of activity funds. I don't have big money, but I still have enough small money."

The morning breeze was a little cool, and the morning sun had not yet risen. This was the coldest time in summer.

Zhao Yulin wore a coat, and the weak Helian Lingyun wore a large cotton jacket.

"It's not about the money."

Helian Lingyun's eyes returned to that empty look, and he patted the bulging inner pocket of his big cotton jacket, which contained several thousand cash that Zhao Yulin had given him before.

Then he reached for his trouser belt, touched it twice, and took out a bright and gorgeous red blade, raised it in front of Zhao Yulin with one hand, as if to return the knife.

Zhao Yulin did not take it, and said: "You take it. The material of this knife is special. It doesn't look like a knife when it is tied on the waist, and the security check can't find it."

He himself used to carry Yun Ni with him, and he had passed countless airport and station security checks without any problems.

"Your knife."

Helian Lingyun explained the real reason for returning the knife. It turned out that he was not worried about not being able to pass the station security check.

"I'll lend it to you first." Zhao Yulin said.

Helian Lingyun had a blank expression on his face and said, "The sword is good, but I don't find it easy to use."

"You are a swordsman. It's better to have a sword than not to have one." Zhao Yulin spoke frankly, not afraid of hurting the other person by saying something inadvertently - Helian Lingyun did not have a sword now.

"..."

After a long silence, Helian Lingyun put the knife back to his waist and said no more.

Ye Zuer arrived at Panlong Road soon after. Cao Ganjing and the second killer king said goodbye and went to Shizhuang City. Zhao Yulin, Luoyang and others stayed there to discuss some arrangements for the future.

"The eldest lady of the Sun family has no internship in the summer vacation and plans to go out for a trip. I must accompany her. I will not be in Yanjing during this period. You'd better withdraw and wait for me to come back."

"My friend has a rainforest villa in Cambodia. It's very secluded. You can go there." Luoyang said.

Zhao Yulin nodded. Yanjing was not very friendly to him now. There were dangers everywhere. He could still take care of these younger brothers in Yanjing. Once he left, the people in Luoyang would become his soft ribs. If he was not careful and let some people take advantage of the loopholes, he would be in a dilemma. After all, those

people were not the ladies with butterfly knives. The ladies were moral and only killed Zhao Yulin, leaving innocent people alone. The villains only cared about winning or losing.

The situation was not good, and Zhao Yulin had to be cautious. They

left as soon as they said they would. They immediately returned to the hotel, packed their luggage, checked out, and headed straight to the Capital Airport.

Luoyang and his friends entered the country legally on an international flight. Now that they want to leave, it is naturally much easier than Cao Ganjing and Helian Lingyun, two illegal immigrants. They only need to use some tricks to grab tickets for the nearest ordinary flight.

Two hours later, the plane rushed over the runway and slowly swam into the sky.

After everything was handled, Zhao Yulin walked out of the airport alone and easily, watching the huge creature with two wings in the sky flying higher and higher, farther and farther, until it disappeared into the clouds and left the sight, and then he patted his butt and returned to Zhuxi Garden.

"I'm gone now. You can blend in with the crowd and board the plane to Phnom Penh."

Sitting in the Wrangler SUV, Zhao Yulin, the main driver, sent a WeChat message to Lu Man, then started the car and drove on the highway towards the city.

There was no reply to this WeChat message. They agreed in advance that they would not reply unless necessary. If they found something wrong, they would reply to Zhao Yulin with a code, and then he would turn back immediately.

Therefore, the plane that just flew into the clouds did not have Luoyang and the other five people. This was a scene of a golden cicada escaping

from its shell. ——Who knows if they were followed when they left the hotel.

After entering the airport, Luoyang and others followed Zhao Yulin's instructions, blended into the tourists, went to the toilet, and came out dressed up.

On the other hand, Lu Man had set up a lottery scam on the Internet in advance, allowing five local men and women from Yanjing to win tickets for traveling abroad, and sent a special car to pick them up at the airport one by one. Zhao Yulin sent these young men and women on the plane and then left on his own.

Luoyang and others boarded the flight to Phnom Penh, the capital of Cambodia, about 20 minutes after he left.

This approach seems a bit unnecessary, but in fact it was Zhao Yulin's choice of winning in a safe way out of necessity, and everything was to conceal his tracks.

He is the king of mercenaries, and he knows best how arrogant mercenaries are these days. He may not be able to hijack a plane, otherwise he will offend the Chinese government, but it is very easy to follow a plane and hijack a few people.

Sixteen minutes later, Zhao Yulin was about to arrive in the city by car, and received a digital message from Lu Man, indicating that they had boarded the plane and the flight was about to take off, and it was safe.

At this moment, Zhao Yulin really felt relieved, and a huge stone fell from his heart.

...

At one o'clock in the afternoon, an international plane from Yanjing landed in Edo, the capital of Japan. The people who came out of the plane were either calm or happy to see the exotic scenery. Of course, there were also tourists with very complicated expressions.

A typical white man with Turkish appearance from the border area between Asia and Europe, followed by several similar-looking followers, picked up his mobile phone and made a long-distance call as soon as he left the airport.

His tone was a little annoyed and a little panicked. Translated into Chinese, it roughly said: "Sir, I'm sorry, the five people on this plane are not Tianluo's five men at all. We have been fooled!"