The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

Half of his chest had collapsed. Fortunately, it was not his heart. Seven of his ribs were broken, and his internal organs had suffered different degrees of damage. If he was an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago.    

He had used all the Spiritual Power in his body to unleash the Nine Dragons Extinguishing the Heavens. The power of that technique was the most powerful of the Azure Dragon Sword Art. When he killed the Life Slaughter Buddha, he only had the Heaven Seeking Sword in his hand. In fact, his true strength was similar to the Life Slaughter Buddha, or even slightly weaker.    

If he didn't have the Heaven Seeking Sword, he would undoubtedly lose. Because the Life Slaughter Buddha had obtained a magic weapon from the Lin family.    

After killing the Life Slaughter Buddha, he went to Chang Nan and obtained 500 tons of gold. Most importantly, he had obtained more than ten bottles of Ten-thousand-year Stone Liquids.    

This was the reason why his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds.    

One bottle of Ten-thousand-year Stone Liquids allowed him to recover two-tenths of his previous realm. The Wind Controlling Scripture had even broken through to the fourth realm. Although four times the speed of sound could not last for long, using three times the speed of sound to travel 10,000 kilometers was not a big problem.    

The most important thing was that the bottle of Ten-thousand-year Stone Liquid had restored the Azure Dragon Sword Art to the third realm, allowing it to transform into three sword dragons.    

Of course, if he went all out, he would have five Void Dragons.    

No matter if it was the Number One Department or the Lv Sect, no one knew that Yang Qiu's strength would increase to such an extent. This had allowed him to eliminate the Wonderful Sound Sect unexpectedly.    

However, after the destruction of the Wonderful Sound Sect, the Lv Sect had become alert. Under their fury, the revenge of the Lv Sect should have been incomparably fierce, but under the suppression of the Number One Department, it ended without a hitch.    

According to the Lv Sect's plan, sending out a powerful elder to guard the place, and Yang Qiu still dared to come to their doorstep, that would be courting death. However, they didn't expect Yang Qiu to have the strength to cross realms and kill him.    

Crossing realms to kill someone.    

The Lv Sect had seven sects, and two of them had been destroyed in two days. This had caused the Lv Sect to suffer a great loss.    

This enmity had truly become a death grudge.    

However, Yang Qiu didn't have the resolve to do so. He felt that he had to eliminate the entire Lv Sect from the roots. Only then could he be considered to have avenged Uncle Chen, Yang Mingshan, and Du Yumei.    

Now, he only had to collect some interest.    

After all, he had promised Ji Qinghee that he wouldn't make a big deal out of it.    

He really felt that he hadn't made a big deal out of it yet, but the cultivators of the entire Mortal Realm had already turned upside down.    

There were a total of five big sects in the east, and there were more than a thousand of them, including the experts of the Number One Department. Every single one of them who had spiritual roots and could become a cultivator was chosen from one out of ten thousand, and one out of a hundred thousand would be chosen from one out of a hundred thousand.    

This wasn't the Cultivation Realm. This was the Mortal Realm. In the modern society, where could they find so many people who had potential for cultivation?    

However, Yang Qiu had destroyed two small sects overnight. This was a huge taboo.    

But what was he afraid of?    

The Number One Department had acknowledged him as their young master. At worst, this relationship would be completely exposed.    

After a simple bandage, he endured the pain and connected the broken bones in his chest. After that, he fixed the bones and changed his clothes, preparing to return to Shang Hai.    

He didn't contact Zhu Ruilin in the capital, nor did he tell anyone that he came by himself when he came. He also prepared to return by himself.    

However, he encountered some trouble when he returned.    

When he came, he used the Wind Controlling Scripture and arrived in the capital in an hour. But now, he was injured and couldn't use the Wind Controlling Scripture anymore. He could only take a plane or a high-speed rail.    

The worst thing was that he did not bring his ID card with him.    

Helpless, he could only give Zhu Ruilin a call. He did not ask Zhu Ruilin to come and see him. He believed that Zhu Ruilin would arrange such a thing. It was just a small matter.    

As expected, after waiting at the airport for more than ten minutes, he received a call from Zhu Ruilin. After asking where he was, he hung up.    

A few minutes later, a middle-aged police officer in a police uniform and sweating profusely walked over with a middle-aged woman who was the senior supervisor of an aviation company behind him.    

This middle-aged police officer was the director of the Capital Airport Police Station. His position wasn't very high, but his authority was very high.    

"Excuse me, are you Young Master Yang?"    

Yang Qiu's face was a little pale, and it was slightly inconvenient for him to move. He turned his head to look at the middle-aged police officer and nodded lightly.    

"I am. "    

The respect on the middle-aged policeman's face was even more obvious. He did not even dare to shake hands with him. He only said respectfully.    

"Please follow this lady. She will be in charge of arranging everything for you. What other instructions does Young Master Yang need? If you are not feeling well, I will immediately send someone to bring you a wheelchair. "    

The middle-aged policeman was very good at reading people's expressions. He could tell that Yang Qiu's movements were a little inconvenient. The paleness on his face indicated that he had lost too much blood.    

If it was an ordinary person, He was afraid that he would have been taken out by the police for interrogation. But this middle-aged policeman wanted to raise him as his ancestor.    

The middle-aged policeman came from a noble family of officials. His uncle was a minister or even a deputy prime minister. But today, he received a call from his uncle, who had the highest status in his family. He repeatedly told him to take care of the things he had to do.    

In the eyes of the middle-aged policeman, Yang Qiu had already become someone in the mysterious organization. As for why he was injured, This was not something he should ask.    

Yang Qiu looked at him and saw the middle-aged policeman's respectful and careful look. He said with some amusement:    

"I'm fine. Thank you this time. I will make Zhu Ruilin remember you. "    

This sentence scared the middle-aged policeman so much that he almost fell on his butt.    

He was from the capital. Of course, he knew who Zhu Ruilin was.    

It seemed that the one who had ordered his uncle to do this was Young Master Zhu himself.    

And who exactly was this young master?    

To think that he would dare to call out Young Master Zhu's great name directly. Even from the looks of it, Young Master Zhu did not seem to have much of an advantage in front of him.    

Damn it, he had encountered a heaven-defying figure. When did such a powerful figure appear in the capital?    

Yang Qiu did not care what the middle-aged policeman thought. He endured the pain in his chest and stood up. Then he nodded at the middle-aged woman in uniform.    

"Sorry to bother you. "    

In the eyes of the middle-aged woman, this middle-aged policeman was a big shot. He had to personally receive him. He was an extraordinary person. She was the husband and manager of a large aviation company's capital airport. It was the job of welcoming and sending people. The Provincial Leaders had also received a lot of people, so of course they knew what to do.    

"This way please. "    

The middle-aged woman carefully moved half of her body to the side in front of her. She walked at a moderate pace, taking care of Yang Qiu's speed.    

With Zhu Ruilin's call, Yang Qiu got on the plane unimpeded. He didn't even have a security check.    

Sitting in the best first-class seat on the plane, Yang Qiu found it funny.    

Thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized that this was the first time he took a plane in his two lives.    

The useless Yang Qiu from before had never taken a plane before.    

He smiled and shook his head. It was rare for him to be a little nervous.    

The flight attendant on the plane had received strict instructions beforehand to receive Yang Qiu well. A young and beautiful flight attendant saw the expression on Yang Qiu's face and immediately stepped forward and asked softly and gently,    

"Sir, are you not feeling well? Do you need me to send you some calming medicine?"    

Yang Qiu quickly shook his head. He did not expect the curve to be so big that it involved the wound on his chest. Cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.    

"It's fine, I have some. . . Fear of heights. "    

The flight attendant smiled. She turned around and took a hot towel and gently lowered it.    

"Here's a towel for you. You can relax and drink something. Do you need anything to drink? Is there any wine specially prepared for you, champagne or red wine? "    

Yang Qiu thought for a while and nodded.    

"Can I have some Ardent Pub? Thank you. "    

The stewardess was slightly stunned. There were very few liquor on the plane. The first-class cabin could drink red wine, but not strong liquor.    

But this guest was not simple, so she did not dare to make the decision:    

"Please wait a moment!"    

Very quickly, the stewardess handed Yang Qiu a glass of whiskey. At this moment, another middle-aged man sitting not far away felt uncomfortable watching this. That young and beautiful stewardess only knew how to be attentive to that pretty boy and did not even look at him. This made him hold back his anger.    

"Miss, I also want to drink something. Give me a glass of strong liquor. "    

The air stewardess was stunned again. She looked at the middle-aged man and said apologetically:    

"Sorry, sir, we don't provide strong liquor. There are red wine and champagne. "    

The middle-aged man was instantly enraged.    

"You don't provide strong liquor. What did that kid drink? Are you looking at his pretty face and trying to seduce him? Look at his poor face. His clothes are not worth half the plane ticket money. Go and pour wine for me right away. Do you want me to teach you a lesson? You actually dare to treat me differently. "