Chapter 848 (1/2)

”What are you talking about?” Song Yu and Li Xiangjun were greatly changed by the news from the visitor. The smile on their faces had disappeared in the twinkling of an eye. After confirming what had happened again from the coming population, Song Yu calmed down, but Li Xiangjun's facial features became more ferocious and distorted.

”How dare he?” She said.

”Did the three leave anything?” Song Yu asked the visitor.

”No, they died because the rear didn't receive any information to check. Later, they found that they didn't send any information.” Someone said.

”So we don't even know the specific whereabouts of Lu Ping now?” Song Yudao.

The visitor nodded in silence, which annoyed Song Yu. The three responsible for the attack were carried out by Li Xiangjun himself, and then the Xuanjun branch was responsible for the reason for passing a message to Lu Ping. As a result, such a mistake happened, which made Song Yu feel ashamed.

”Since there has been an encounter, we can be sure that we have brought it. Lu Ping knows that his three friends are in our hands.” Li Xiangjun said at this time.

Song Yu nodded, looking a little embarrassed.

”Then he dares to be so unscrupulous. It seems that he doesn't know the style and means of our organization.” Li Xiangjun said.

”We should do more.” Song Yu said, ”there are too many three hostages.”

”It was my mistake.” Li Xiangjun said.

”Where is it?” Song Yu hurried, followed by sweeping away the embarrassment before, his eyes flashed a sharp light, and he was ready to give orders. Pedal pedal pedal, another person looked flustered and ran into the backyard.

”Pink head!” The people who came this time didn't pay much attention to Li Xiangjun's existence and directly reported to Song Yu: ”the NHA village outside the south of the city was pulled out.”

”What?” Song Yu, who had just recovered a little energy, suddenly changed again. Nha Trang is a name within their assassin alliance, which refers to some common stations that spread news and rest for help. Yazhuang outside the south of the city is an ordinary folk house in a village outside the city. It is not very important. Therefore, it is becoming more and more insignificant and can be regarded as very hidden. There has never been a case of being approached by someone outside the assassin League.

”Who is it?” Song Yu asked, subconsciously looking at Li Xiangjun.

”Look at the technique. It should be Lu Ping.” Somebody report.

”Look at the technique? So there is no living mouth? ” Song Yudao.