Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

They were moving very fast, the traces left on the mountain were still fresh, and with the paper cranes leading the way, it was difficult for them to get lost.

An hour later, the paper crane slowly descended. Zhang Hui saw from afar a small wooden house at the foot of the mountain, hidden in the jungle, with only faint white smoke rising.

She said to Xiao Qingze, "You stay here first, I'll go check it out." Without waiting for Xiao Qingze to answer, she stepped on Tian Lingsha and flew out.

The words Xiao Qingze was about to say were stuck in his throat, so he could only watch her go away with an envious look in his eyes.

The distance of nearly a thousand meters was reached in the blink of an eye for Zhang Hui.

When she was still dozens of meters away from the wooden house, she cautiously jumped down from the Tianlingsha and sent out her spiritual sense to observe the situation in the wooden house.

Unexpectedly, there were indeed a few stalkers outside the cabin, but there was no one inside.

Eh? Where is the person? Where did the smoke she saw come from?

Without alarming anyone, she flew back on the Tian Lingsha.

Xiao Qingze analyzed the situation: "I'm afraid their secret base is underground, and that wooden house is the entrance and exit."

Zhang Huixiang agreed, so he said to Xiao Qingze: "Stay here and don't move. I can handle it by myself and I guarantee that Xiaobao will be rescued."

Xiao Qingze was well prepared and grabbed her Tian Lingsha in time. "The situation is a bit complicated. Wait a minute. I'll make a phone call first."

"Why is it so complicated? Just do it!" Zhang Hui was a little anxious. This guy, the meat is right in front of his mouth but he is still hesitating whether to eat it or not?

Xiao Qingze signaled her to stay calm, quickly dialed the number and explained the situation.

After receiving the approval, he said to Zhang Hui in a serious tone, "If someone threatened Xiaobao's life and asked you to let him go, what would you do?"

Zhang Hui didn't even think about it before blurting out: "That's impossible! Who can be as fast as me?"

"What if?" Xiao Qingze was helpless.

"There's no such thing as an emergency!" Zhang Hui was very determined. She believed in her own strength.

"They may have guns! That's no joke, unless you have an indestructible body that can withstand bullets." Xiao Qingze tried to persuade her to wait, as support would arrive soon.

Knowing Xiaobao's whereabouts, how could Zhang Hui resist rescuing him? You have to know that they were a group of desperate criminals. If he was a second late, there was no telling what kind of harm Xiaobao would suffer.

"You wait here!" While he was not paying attention, Zhang Hui snatched Tian Lingsha, stepped on it, and flew out like the wind.

"Oh..." Xiao Qingze sighed helplessly, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. He believed that Zhang Hui could rescue Xiaobao, but he still couldn't help but worry about her safety.

She threw a stone at each of the people who were keeping watch around the cabin, and the four of them fell to the ground unconscious at the same time.

Zhang Hui walked into the wooden house. The facilities in the house were extremely simple. There was a pile of firewood in the corner and a few stools, nothing else.

She looked around casually and didn't find anything strange. However, this didn't bother her. Although her formation skills were average, she had a paper crane in her hand.

She summoned a paper crane, which flew around the room and landed on the firewood pile in the northwest corner.

Zhang Hui's eyes lit up and he quickly moved the pile of firewood to the side, revealing a wooden door underneath.

She opened the wooden door and a long staircase came into view. She snapped her fingers and a flame lit up faintly at her fingertips.

After she put an invisibility talisman on herself, Zhang Hui walked downstairs with a swagger.

The space below was not big, only about ten square meters in size, and there was still no one there.

Directly in front of the steps is an iron door that looks very sturdy and durable.

Zhang Hui approached the iron gate and listened. He could faintly hear voices, but it was not very clear. It seemed that the door was indeed very thick and soundproof.

She touched her chin. It was not impossible to break in by force, but she was afraid that the child would be taken hostage, which would cause trouble.

How about this? She knocked on the door openly.

Someone behind the door asked warily, "Who?"

Zhang Hui continued knocking, and the man cursed impatiently: "Damn it, you can't speak, are you dumb?"

Zhang Hui ignored him and continued to knock. The gatekeeper was probably angry and cursed: "Fuck you, still knocking! Just wait, I'm going to open the door and see who dares to disobey Brother Fan's orders and what are you doing here?"

The door opened, and the man opened his mouth to curse, but there was no one in front of him. The words were immediately swallowed back and he burped loudly.

He scratched his head, looking confused. Could it be that there was something wrong with his ears? There was clearly no one there. Or was it... what the hell!

Zhang Hui took the opportunity to slip in, and everything behind the door surprised her. Was the mountain hollowed out?

Various machines are placed on the dark and damp ground, and a pungent and foul smell fills the entire underground space.

There were at least a dozen production staff members interspersed among them, walking back and forth.

Zhang Hui noticed that there were several houses on both sides, probably where they rested.

At this moment, her keen ears heard a strange sound coming from one of the rooms.

Zhang Hui was cautious and did not approach rashly, but still used his spiritual sense to check.

This sight made her furious. There was a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the middle of the room, with two or three men standing on both sides.

At this moment, one of the men was stepping hard on the child's tender back and said ruthlessly, "Tell me! Your father is a bad guy! He betrayed us and failed Brother Fan's cultivation!"

The child pressed his face tightly against the ground, panting and saying firmly: "My dad is a good man, you are the bad guys!"

"Hmph, as long as you listen to me, I promise not to hurt you. I'll give you whatever you want, delicious food and drinks!" the middle-aged man said with a cold look.

"Give up, I won't listen to a bad guy. My parents will buy me all the delicious food and drinks." The child didn't believe his nonsense.

The young man who was stepping on his back couldn't help but get angry and kicked him hard: "You little bastard, if Brother Fan didn't appreciate you and thought you were smart, do you think you would have lived to this day?"

The child groaned in pain, his small body curled up into a ball, trembling and unable to struggle.

"Brother Fan, this kid doesn't know what's best for him. How about..." A bald man next to him made a gesture of cutting his neck.

The big round-faced man next to the bald man touched his arm and said, "Are you stupid? Brother Fan didn't kill me because he had his own reasons. Is it necessary for you to worry about it?"

Without any hesitation, Zhang Hui took out a lightning-inducing talisman, made a gesture and waved his hand, and the talisman passed through the crack in the door and stuck to the sofa where Brother Fan was sitting.

There was a loud rumble of thunder, and everyone was startled. The bald man muttered: "Spring thunder sounds, everything grows, it's a good omen!"

However, the next moment, before they could come to their senses, a dazzling white light flashed before their eyes, and Brother Fan was hit directly, and he turned black from head to toe, with a puff of green smoke rising from his head.

"Brother Fan!"

"Brother Fan!"

Several people were so frightened that they all rushed towards their boss.

With a bang, the three of them collided heavily. With a muffled groan, the bald man touched the extra bump on his head and cursed: "You are so blind that you just bumped into me!"

"You are blind! You baldy, you almost broke my nose!"

"Stop arguing! Where's Brother Fan?" asked the one with the less serious injuries.

The other two shut up at the same time, and suddenly realized that their buttocks were very warm.

They looked down in fear and trepidation and saw that the whites of Brother Fan's eyes were turned upwards on his dark face, and he looked like he was about to die.

The three of them hurriedly got off him and whispered carefully, "Brother Fan, how are you?"