The voice was cold, with a trace of inviolability.
Yang Xuan was slightly stunned, but he didn''t turn around for the first time, but pushed open the door and shouted: "Xiaojing!"
The villa was silent and no one answered.
Yang Xuan''s face was suddenly cold. He slowly turned around and his eyes were very cold.
Behind him, a middle-aged man in a suit with a cold face stood quietly. Behind him, there were two people in black who stood upright and looked like eagles.
Yang Xuan looked at the middle-aged man. He looked familiar, as if he had seen him on TV.
What can appear on TV and make Yang Xuan remember is not small.
"Yang Fan, I''ve been waiting for you for a long time." the middle-aged man paced forward and his eyes fell on Yang Xuan''s face. There was an unspeakable sense of oppression. He walked to Yang Xuan and then said, "do you know what I''m waiting for you to do?"
Yang Xuan didn''t speak, just waiting for the following.
Seeing that Yang Xuan didn''t speak, the middle-aged man then said, "I just want to tell you a word: leave Xiaojing."
"Who are you?" Yang Xuan asked.
"I''m Xiaojing''s father. My name is Ren Liqun." a middle-aged man.
"Xiaojing''s father?" Yang Xuan was slightly stunned, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes: "Xiaojing is an orphan, how can he be his father."
Ren Liqun said faintly, "everyone has parents, and Xiaojing is no exception."
Yang Xuan''s eyes turned around Ren Liqun''s face. He already believed Ren Liqun''s words in his heart, because the middle-aged man in front of him did have too many similarities with Xiaojing in his face.
"Where''s Xiaojing?" Yang Xuan asked.
"You don''t have to worry about it." Ren Liqun looked at Yang Xuan and said expressionless, "I''m waiting for you just to inform you to leave Xiaojing."
"Oh, leave Xiaojing?" Yang Xuan smiled with a cold tone: "I don''t know what kind of identity you say this."
"As Xiaojing''s father," Ren Liqun said calmly.
"Xiaojing''s father?" Yang Xuan gently put the rose in his hand on the nearby stone pillar, and then said, "Xiaojing is an orphan. He has no father."
"Young man, I can say these words to you for your sake of taking care of Xiaojing. There are too many words. I don''t want to say that although you have some money, it''s worthless in my eyes. It''s good for you and her to leave Xiaojing now, okay?" Ren Liqun was still not angry, and his tone was so flat that he seemed to be telling something unrelated to himself.
Yang Xuan smiled and shook his head. "Identity? You talk about identity with me? Huh!"
Ren Liqun shook his head: "young man, that''s it. As for how you choose, it''s your business, but I finally advise you to listen to people and eat."
With that, he finally took a look at Yang Xuan and turned around to leave.
"Wait a minute." Yang Xuan shouted, "where is Xiaojing?"
Ren Liqun didn''t turn around, but said faintly: "instead of asking Xiaojing''s whereabouts, you might as well think about how to deal with your investigation."
With that, he took two men in black and dived directly into the darkness.
Yang Xuan didn''t catch up, because two people in civilian clothes appeared in front of him.
"Is your name Yang Fan?" asked a man in casual clothes.
Yang Xuan ignored him and just looked in the direction of Ren Liqun''s departure.
"If you don''t answer, come with us." the casual man smiled, approached Yang Xuan and grabbed Yang Xuan.
Boom!
After a loud noise, the casual man staggered back.
"Get out!" Yang Xuan said coldly. He didn''t have time to entangle with these people now.
"Hey, you are really a martial arts expert." after the casual man stabilized his figure, he sneered.
Another man in a jacket also took two steps forward and laughed: "don''t you usually boast about how high your martial arts are? Why, you wither when you see people."
"You just withered." the casual wear man replied angrily: "this man''s martial arts cultivation is not weak. If he can force me back with one move, he will at least change his strength."
The jacket man stopped joking, nodded and directly said to Yang Xuan, "Yang Fan, we are members of the Seventh Central secret service. You are suspected of a murder. Now go back with us for investigation."
"Secret service seven?" Yang Xuan asked.
"You can understand it as an organization specialized in dealing with unnatural events. In fact, secret service No. 7 is an independent organization. He has a special name in the Jianghu. Do you want to know?" the jacket man narrowed his eyes.
"What?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Heaven!" the man in the jacket said word by word.
Yang Xuan smiled. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the emperor Lingxiao in the Lingxiao hall.
I don''t know how they are now. If they know what Yang Xuan looks like now, I''m afraid they will be secretly surprised.
"Go back and tell your head that I''ll go when I''m free, but now." Yang Xuan said faintly, "I''m not free."
"You have to be free if you don''t have time," the jacket shrugged.
This time Yang Xuan didn''t say anything. He just looked at the direction Ren Liqun left, and his eyes gradually became cold.
The original God entered Penglai space. As the noumenon, the scope of the divine mind is greatly reduced, almost in vain, and often can''t play a role.
Therefore, when Ren Liqun went a little farther, he couldn''t lock his position.
"Talk nonsense with him. Take it back and give it to the boss." the casual man said impatiently.
After saying that, he saw that the man in the jacket didn''t mean no objection, so he sneered and approached Yang Xuan again.
Hiss!
A flame came out of his palm and was falsely held in his palm.
Under the light of fire, he was like the God of fire.
But Yang Xuan just glanced at him and didn''t even mean to be surprised.
"Oh, it''s really a cultivator. You killed Zhang Ping." the man in the jacket sneered.
"So what?" Yang Xuan''s tone was flat.
"Yes, come with us." the casual man suddenly drank and jumped into the air. As soon as he dumped the two flames in his hands, he flew out of his hands and smashed them hard at Yang Xuan.
As the fire approached, Yang Xuan didn''t move. He just took a look. The two football sized flames dissipated directly into the air, leaving no trace.
"Awesome!" the casual man was surprised, his hand shook, and two more flames appeared.
The jacket man''s face was also surprised. His footsteps were staggered, and he also approached Yang Xuan. With his arms waving, a white cold air shot straight at Yang Xuan like a flying shuttle.
But the next moment, they both froze.
Because they suddenly found that their bodies had gone uncontrollably to Yang Xuan.
"You..." they were surprised and struggled.
But all their efforts are doomed to be useless. In front of a spiritual cultivator, they are not much better than mole ants.
"Seven secret service offices belong to the Central Committee?" Yang Xuan asked faintly, looking at the two people bound in the air by him.
The jacket man stopped struggling, his eyes full of horror.
At this moment, he vaguely understood that he was afraid of meeting a terrible existence.
"Seven secret service departments are subordinate to the military." in front of such an existence, he dared not hide anything.
"Great power?" Yang Xuan asked again.
"Yes!" the man in the jacket replied, trying to make Yang Xuan feel scruples.
Yang Xuan was silent.
Since he came here, because he didn''t want to break the rules, he was patient and bound his hands everywhere.
But now he found that the consequence of doing so is that time is infinitely wasted.
Therefore, instead of starting from scratch and building a science and technology Empire, it is better to cooperate directly with the government.
This has many advantages. First, with the help of the state machinery, many things can be carried out smoothly without obstacles. Second, he can save a lot of time without wasting time on basic technology.
Backed by an entire country, he believed that the space ship would be built soon.
What he wants to provide is only some very low-end technologies.
There are many of these technologies, whether it is keke''er, the God of darkness, or 1008.
As for Ren Liqun
Yang Xuan smiled. Compared with a country, he was nothing.
After a long time, he said, "OK, I''ll go with you."
"Ah?" they didn''t know why.