Rebirth of the Urban Madman

"Brother!"

He Yu's voice sounded anxious, like a fire on his brow.

"What's wrong?" Qin Xuan was a little uneasy.

"Sister... she lost contact overseas!"

What?

Qin Xuan's face changed slightly. There were not many people he valued in his life, and He Yun was definitely one of them.

"Don't worry, tell me in detail!" Qin Xuan was not flustered, but still calm, his voice was like a mountain.

He Yu on the other side of the phone seemed to have lost all the panic and anxiety in his heart in this sentence, and his mind gradually stabilized.

It took He Yu several minutes to tell the whole story.

Since the Haiqing catastrophe, the gap between overseas cultivators and Chinese warriors has made many Chinese warriors clear. Overseas, life and death fights are common. Looking at China, there is no martial arts in the prosperous times, and there is a lack of life and death experience. When fighting life and death with overseas strongmen, a little gap is enough to reverse life and death.

Therefore, since then, it has become common for Chinese warriors to go overseas to hone their skills and break through and grow.

After He Yun broke through to the level of internal strength, she was also stuck at the threshold of the Grandmaster and could not make any progress.

Therefore, He Yun insisted on going overseas despite her family's obstruction.

However, the He family also knew that they could not stop He Yun, so they made three rules and required her to report her safety once a day.

For half a month, He Yun had sent messages to the He family at a certain moment almost every day.

But two days ago, it suddenly stopped, which made the He family a little panicked, secretly guessing that He Yun might have had an accident.

"Third Grandpa and Uncle Tai Sui have passed away!" He Yu's voice finally had a hint of tears.

She had been with He Yun since she was a child, and He Yun was like a sister and a mother to her.

Now that He Yun was in trouble, she was probably the most anxious.

Unfortunately, she was powerless, so she asked Qin Xuan for help.

Qin Xuan was silent for a few breaths, then slowly said: "Okay, I'll go find her!"

After hanging up the phone, Qin Xuan's eyes fell on Ning Ziyang, who had woken up at some point.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Ning Ziyang saw Qin Xuan's serious expression and no longer calm, and his heart sank.

This Qing Emperor has always been unpredictable. Could it be that some ignorant families have provoked this Qing Emperor again?

There was a trace of bitterness on Ning Ziyang's lips. From Yaoshen Hall to the Xiao family, and then to the Shen family a few days ago, the families that this Qing Emperor has stepped on are enough to rival one of the five major families in Kyoto.

"He Yun is in trouble, overseas!" Qin Xuan said lightly, "I'm going overseas!"

"He Yun?" Ning Ziyang was startled, and was very unfamiliar with this name.

But thinking of Qin Xuan's information in the Huguo Mansion, he couldn't help but ask: "The He Yun of the Jiangnan He family?"

Qin Xuan nodded lightly, causing Ning Ziyang to frown slightly.

"What do you need me to do? The guidance during this period is a great favor. I, Ning Ziyang, never fail to show my kindness. If you need my help, I will never refuse." Ning Ziyang said slowly, looking at Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan smiled, "It's just a small thing, how can I say it's a favor!"

"I hope the Huguo Mansion can give me some information about He Yun. After that, I will consider the matter of Jinling Martial Arts Academy."

"Really?"

Ning Ziyang stood up and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

He didn't know how many times he had discussed with Qin Xuan before, but Qin Xuan decisively refused.

Now, Qin Xuan would consider it just because of a little information?

Ning Ziyang was shocked and suddenly realized that the guidance of several days had almost allowed him to touch the threshold of the earthly immortal. Such a great favor was just a small thing?

What is an earthly immortal in front of this Qing Emperor?

Qin Xuan smiled lightly and stopped talking. He wanted to book a flight ticket to Country Y where He Yun was, but found that no airline dared to go to Country Y because it was in war.

Qin Xuan couldn't help but frown slightly, and then he called Mo Qinglian.

"I need a plane to go to Country Y!"

Mo Qinglian was obviously a little surprised, but she didn't ask anything, and only answered with one word, "Okay!"

Just one plane, it's nothing for the Mo family. Even Mo Jingfeng and others have more than one private plane. It's just a little troublesome to go abroad, but for the Mo family, it's just a little troublesome.

The next day, in front of a private airport in Jinling, the wind was howling, and Qin Xuan slowly stepped onto the plane with a calm expression.

After Qin Xuan stepped on it, the plane began to take off and headed straight for Country Y.

Country Y is located in South Asia. It is not a big country, equivalent to two small provinces in China, but even ordinary people know that Country Y is the most seriously war-torn country in the world today. Human lives are worthless, criminals, killers, even mercenaries, and war groups that rely on war to make money are all gathered here.

Even big countries like China and the United States can do nothing about this place.

ThisAt a military base in Country Y, soldiers wearing dark green turbans were patrolling in a strict and orderly manner.

In the center of the military base, a middle-aged man in a robe was holding a phone in his hand, his face solemn.

"General He, a private plane is flying from China, what should we do?" There was a sizzling sound of electricity in the phone, but it was difficult to hide the other party's caution.

China, a world power, and it is well known that China protects its shortcomings. Although it does not participate in the international situation, if someone really dares to provoke China or attack overseas Chinese, China will be like a sleeping tiger waking up and showing its fangs.

Iga also frowned, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

"Have you investigated the people on the plane?" He spoke in a steady voice with a sense of majesty.

"It seems to be a private plane of the Mo Group, but who is on it..." The voice on the phone was also helpless.

He was just a small figure in the Y country's national army, how could he have the intelligence ability to infiltrate China.

Iga was obviously very clear about this, and he hung up the phone without any embarrassment, and then dialed an international number.

"Hello, dear Iga, what else do you need to find me for? Or is your president in trouble?" A slightly frivolous voice came, with a hint of a woman's panting beside it.

"Ah, I know you are very busy, I won't bother you if there is nothing. There is indeed one thing that makes me very embarrassed. A plane from the Chinese Mo Group suddenly came to my territory, which confuses me. Could it be that China is also involved?" There is a kind of helplessness in Iga's voice.

He is nominally a general of Y country, and even the president of Y country has to look at his face. But Iga is very clear that in Y country, whether compared with the rebels, the forces lurking in this land, or even those war groups that have authority in the international community, he, the orthodox general of Y country, is in name only.

A single rebel had already made him anxious, not to mention a world power that suddenly appeared.

It was like a fight between children, and suddenly the class teacher came to take a look. How could Iga not panic?

The voice on the phone was silent. When it came to Huaxia, he obviously knew the seriousness of the matter.

"I'll go check it out!"

On the edge of Country Y, in the cockpit, the pilot and co-pilot heard the alarm message of the Y air defense in their ears, and their faces were slightly pale.

"What should we do? Brother Yu, we are not really going to rush through, are we?" The slightly younger co-pilot's face was pale. This was a war-torn country, and their private plane had no armed forces at all.

Any missile would kill them without a burial place, and the two were extremely scared.

"How about we go and ask Mr. Qin?" The pilot also suppressed his fear.

"No, just drive over!"

Suddenly, a faint voice came.

Qin Xuan appeared in the cockpit at some point, scaring the two.

The two looked at each other, and then two fighter jets appeared next to the private plane, flying around it, as if warning it.

"Mr. Qin, we..."

Qin Xuan glanced at the two fighter jets calmly, "Go directly to the destination, if they dare to move..."

"Just kill them!"