Chi chi chi~~~~~

In the quiet wilderness area, three white police cars drove from far away on the national highway. Qin Mo and Shan Xin stood up from the ground. They knew that people from the Warrior Security Bureau were coming.

"Quite fast." Qin Mo muttered, and suddenly he thought that maybe the people from the Warrior Security Bureau had been following a few cult warriors from the Gods Sect, otherwise they wouldn't have been so fast when they came from Ancheng.

After all, after receiving their call and then setting off, calculating the distance, it would take half an hour to get here from Anseong no matter how fast it was.

Before Qin Mo could think about it, the car door opened, and two middle-aged men wearing special uniforms with a round shield badge on their arms stepped out of the car in front.

When the two got out of the car, they saw the body lying on the ground at the same time, and their expressions changed slightly.

Looking at Qin Mo again, Shan Xin and the others were stunned for a moment because their faces were delicate and even a little immature.

Were all the cult martial artists killed by just a few of them?

There are two second-grade martial arts masters here. Our Warrior Security Bureau has to send elite martial arts masters to kill them with confidence. These people obviously look like new students.

"Are they students from the Imperial Martial Arts Academy?" As Li Guofu spoke, he moved his eyes slightly to look at the corpses on the ground. He quickly identified the two second-level cult martial masters that they feared most from their body shape and appearance, Fan Yong.

and Xu princes.

Both of them had large holes in their throats, and the blood in the wounds had solidified. It was vaguely visible that they were wounds pierced by sword blades.

Two second-grade men killed with swords?

"It's us, seven cultists in total, right?" Shan Xin stood up and said, dragging his heavy knife.

He wanted to get in the car and rest, but he was a little tired after dragging the heavy knife with him.

Li Guofu replied: "Wait a moment."

As he spoke, Li Guofu briefly checked the bodies of the next seven people. After confirming that there were no problems, he said to the two security bureau staff in the last pickup truck: "Move the bodies into the car."

Afterwards, Li Guofu turned to Qin Mo again and said, "Go back to the station first, take a shower and eat something. After completing the registration procedures, we will send you on your way."

Qin Mo's mouth twitched. After cleaning up and eating, will he send us on our way?

Why does this sound so twisted?

I think you are a bit like a cult martial artist.

Qin Mo suddenly remembered the incident where the Golden Dragon Army reserve force infiltrated the cultists in the "Linhai". The Security Bureau martial artist standing in front of him was a cultist, and there seemed to be nothing unexplainable about it.

Of course, this was Qin Mo's random conjecture. He couldn't just beat someone to death just because he looked like a cultist.

You just have to pay attention to yourself.

Qin Mo carried the gloves and iron rings he got from the corpse on his back, dragging the blood-stained swords and weapons onto the car. Jiang Rou, Cheng Xi and others also got on the car with their trophies.

Li Guofu's eyelids jumped. He wanted to say that it was an important item for us to identify the deceased, but Li Guofu swallowed his words again.

I guess even if I told him, these guys wouldn't give it to him.

Thinking of this, Li Guofu took another look at the trophies in everyone's hands. Shan Xin, Jiang Rou and others all had iron rods as weapons of first-grade cultists, but Qin Mo had the gloves and alloy rings wrapped in a cloth bag.

"Did he kill those two second-grade people?" Li Guofu glanced at Qin Mo again, his talent was revealed. With a first-grade Qi and blood, could he kill a second-grade cultist?

He is probably the top student of Diwu and a member of the National Wuhan University Exchange Competition.

Soon, all seven bodies were loaded into a police pickup truck. Hong Meng, Shan Xin, Li Guofu and another security bureau martial artist rode in one police car, while Qin Mo, Cheng Xi, Jiang Rou, and Jiang Xiaohuang rode in another police car.

"I'll sit in the back, and one of you can sit in the front." Qin Mo said with a smile.

Cheng Xi was puzzled, but still nodded and said: "Then I'll sit in the front. Qin Mo, please be careful. It might be a bit crowded if there are three people sitting in the back."

Haha, am I the kind of person who is afraid of crowds?

As a martial artist, I have the courage to face death and am not even afraid of death. Would I be afraid of being squeezed?

The more crowded the better.

Why does my nose feel hot?

You're not going to have a nosebleed, are you?

"This guy is so shameless." Shan Xin and Hong Meng looked at Qin Mo, Jiang Xiaohuang, and Jiang Rou sitting in the back row, showing disdain, but they could not suppress the envy in their eyes.

boom!!!

Hong Meng directly closed the car door, out of sight.

Qin Mo was sitting in the car, and there were only a few places his eyes could look at. When he lowered his head, he saw his chest, when he looked straight up, he saw his face, and when he raised his head, he saw the roof of the car.

There is no need for a car roof, just look at the breasts and looks.

On the one hand, he concentrates on observing the surroundings, and when he relaxes, he admires the undulating mountains around him. Qin Mo thinks of the famous poem: Viewed from the side, there are ridges and peaks, with different heights near and far.

When he saw Jiang Xiaohuang, Qin Mo suddenly asked: "Ahem, um, I want to ask, can Diwu's Civil and Military Department be converted into the Demonic Music Department?"

Jiang Xiaohuang didn't understand Qin Mo's meaning and was stunned for a moment before saying, "Change the system?"

"I don't know, but I've never heard of anyone switching to the magic music system."

Qin Mo was also a little speechless about his own question. Can he switch departments? What's the point of asking a student?

However, Qin Mo is eager to explore the magic sound master.

Half an hour later, the police car drove into the city. Another fifteen minutes later, the car parked in front of a bungalow building in the city, the reception desk of the Warrior Security Bureau.

Seeing the Warrior Security Bureau, Qin Mo couldn't help but murmured, it seemed that he had guessed wrong.

The courtyard of the Warrior Security Bureau was empty, and there were very few martial artists. It could be seen that they were very busy, and all the personnel had been sent out.

Li Guofu and another martial artist from the Warrior Security Bureau led Qin Mo and others directly into the director's office.

The director of the Anjo Warrior Security Bureau is a middle-aged man who looks quite young, about forty years old.

Qin Mo saw the name on his badge, Jiang Yingxiong.

The hero of the Yangtze River with a Chinese character face had obviously been waiting for them for a long time. When he saw Li Guofu coming in with six people, he quickly stood up and shook hands politely: "Everyone, thank you for coming from the imperial capital to help us kill Xu Zhuhou, Fan Yong and others.

Cult martial artist."

On the other side, Li Guofu and other security bureau martial artists began to verify their identities.

"The task will be completed once we have verified the registration." Li Guofu explained to everyone: "It will be quick, it will not take more than half an hour."

The verification process is not complicated. The main thing is to verify the identity of the deceased and whether there are any omissions. It is best to get some useful clues from the corpse and learn about other strongholds of the Gods Religion and the resource reserves within the sect.

Shan Xin and Hong Meng looked at each other and said nothing.

They wanted to remind Li Guofu that there was nothing on these people and we had all touched them.

After thinking about it, I decided to forget it.

Qin Mo thought about it and said, "Can you give me a private room?"

"Qin Mo, why don't you wait to verify the mission?" After hearing this, everyone raised their heads and asked in confusion.

Qin Mo said casually: "I'm a little tired and want to rest. Just wait for the verification results."

Jiang Yingxiong nodded and said, "Yes, I will ask Xiao Li to take you to rest."

Jiang Yingxiong waved his hand, and a young martial artist with less than one level of Qi and blood, who obviously didn't look like a martial artist from the Security Bureau, but more like a civilian secretary, came over.

"Take this classmate to rest."

The civilian secretary quickly said: "Yes, this classmate, come with me."

His eyes swept over Qin Mo, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look any further. Although Qin Mo looked younger than him, his body was full of energy and blood. He had killed three cult martial artists, and his clothes were stained with splatters.

There was a lot of blood and he looked quite fierce.
Chapter completed!