Chapter 70: Shocking Change!

  "Alright, no problem." Xiao Hong also didn't appear too petty and said it very readily.

  Then a line of people slowly walked out of the venue.

  Before leaving, Xiao Hong involuntarily turned his head back, pretending to be unintentional, but his gaze was once again fixed on Muci. Muci, sitting on the supervisor's platform, seemed to be focusing on the next match and didn't cast her eyes in his direction. Although he had expected this outcome, Xiao Hong still felt a slight sense of loss in his heart.

  He took another look at the photo in his hand, Xiao Hong carefully put it into his pocket, and then left with Huang Mao and others. They found a decent tavern near the stadium, and sat down by the window, outside of which was the street, bustling with cars and people.

  At the same time, in an inconspicuous room near the arena, Mo Xuan stood solemnly on one side of the room, while in front of him were thirty or so fully armed soldiers, each exuding a heroic aura. These were some of the over 100 elite soldiers he had brought with him.

  "Barbu, how many are there in total?" asked a military officer with the rank of upper lieutenant standing beside him.

  "Near the arena, only five people were found, all in plain clothes. From the feedback of our remote detection tattoos, these people have reached the level of Rider 3 or 4, and are estimated to be here to spy on you, sir." The lieutenant who had been replaced by Babu responded.

  "I suspect they've been here long before us, and their understanding of Tai Wu City is even deeper than ours." Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, the warmth he had shown towards Xiao Hong earlier was now gone.

  "Sir, they've come here, what exactly do they want to do?" Babu asked further.

  "This estimate should go ask Luo Xue Ning." Mo Xuan responded.

  "What should we do now?" Babu asked again.

  "Do you still need to ask? Find an opportunity and get rid of them." Mo Xuan said, making a beheading gesture.

  The soldiers who received the order, after tidying up their combat weapons on their bodies, were ready to leave. As for their combat weapons, they mainly used magic patterns, and of course, there were also patterned instruments, such as magic guns and patterned beasts. The so-called patterned beasts were spiritual animals raised by the tamers themselves, with domesticated battle patterns on their foreheads that could cultivate internal taming power and fight side by side with their masters.

  Of course, cultivating such a spiritual beast also requires the master to spend a lot of energy, so no one will easily choose to raise it, especially ordinary riders.

  This also divides the riders into three categories. The first is like Xiao Hong, who mainly practices battle tattoos and is called a battle tattooist. The second mainly practices tool tattoos and becomes a tool tattooist. The third is to cultivate spiritual beasts with their main riding power, known as a summoning tattooist.

  These three categories each have their own merits and demerits, but the mainstream is still the warrior, while the utensil pattern often appears in the military.

  By afternoon, Xiao Hong and Ren Xiang had eaten and drunk their fill, but instead of leaving immediately, they ordered a pot of clear tea and began to chat idly.

  Xiao Hong has so much time mainly because he also wants to learn from Ren Xiang and ask for advice on business strategies.

  Ren Xiang himself has a lot of goodwill towards Xiao Hong, or it can be said that he trusts him very much. In short, they are completely open and honest with each other.

  "Hey, hey, hey, come see Mu Xi's car."

  Just as Xiao Hong was chatting with Ren Xiang, Huang Mao suddenly shouted and pointed outside the window.

  Following the direction of Huang Mao's pointing, a pale blue magic pattern car with golden stripes was moving along the road. Through the slightly open window, Mu Xi'er could be seen sitting upright inside, her eyes fixed hopefully on the front. In the driver's seat was Mei Jie's assistant, concentrating on driving the vehicle forward slowly.

  The pale blue sports car then slowly turned into the lane not far from Xiao Hong, with its back to Xiao Hong, and gradually disappeared into the rolling traffic.

  He withdrew his gaze, and Xiao Hong's expression didn't change much. He naturally knew that the possibility of him and Mu Xi was too low, just like two people from different dimensions. Being able to have today's encounter, Xiao Hong was already somewhat satisfied and didn't want to ask for more. For now, it was still the same phrase: what Xiao Hong needed to do first was to think of a way to cure his strange illness.

  Otherwise, it's all just empty talk.

  Boom!

  Just as Xiao Hong was comforting himself, a loud noise suddenly came from the street where Mu Xi had just turned into. Turning his head to look, he saw a flash of fire on the opposite street, and the power rune of a white magic car was blown up.

  Then look at Babu and a dozen soldiers, who quickly rushed out of the nearby shops, some holding magic guns, others starting to drive war patterns, and pounced on the white magic car.

  However, at this moment, five people wearing black clothes and covering their faces quickly jumped out of the white magic car. They couldn't see their appearance, driving the battle pattern while launching a strong counterattack!

  A dense cluster of lights, accompanied by a burst of sound, also began to flash, and the scene fell into chaos.

  In an instant, the entire street was congested, and people who reacted quickly had already abandoned their cars and escaped.

  In the tavern, Xiao Hong looked at the situation and found that they were temporarily in a safe state, but he was a bit dizzy and didn't know why such a phenomenon would occur.

  "How could there be troops in Taiwu City? Who are those five men in black?" Ren Xiang, who had been carefree until now, asked with a puzzled expression. He had grown up in Taiwu City and had never seen the military take action in the downtown area before. It was clear that this situation was an omen of something big about to happen.

  And what about those people?

  Looking over at Babu's side, Babu, who was wearing a military mask that covered half of his face, had already appeared not far from the five men in black.

  "I don't know why you're here, quickly withdraw your magic, abandon resistance, or else I'll kill without mercy!" Babu said coldly and ordered his subordinates to quickly disperse the crowd.

  "Hmph! I didn't think you'd find us so quickly. It seems that old fox Mo Xuan still has a few tricks up his sleeve, but he's getting old and senile." One of the men in black smiled slightly, without a hint of severity on his face.

  The next moment, several tattooed cars not far from the white tattooed car rushed out of thirty or so people wearing casual clothes, each with a serious and cold expression, and quickly activated the tattoos they carried with them.

  Without hesitation, he quickly charged towards Babu and others, killing them mercilessly.

  Splash! Splash!

  Just as both sides were about to come to blows, the sound of shattering glass echoed through the air.

  He slightly raised his head, Xiao Hong saw that on the second floor of the tavern where he was, the glass shattered instantly, and then more than a dozen soldiers, led by Mo Xuan who covered half of his face, rushed to the battlefield.

  Mo Xuan's robust body, at this moment, seemed extremely light and agile. With the assistance of the wind patterns, he instantly charged onto the battlefield. He continuously swung his right hand, where a silver dragon-shaped energy entity was located, as if it were an extension of his arm. Every time he slammed it onto the ground, a massive deep trench would form, with astonishing power.

  With the strong addition of Mo Xuan, the originally busy streets have begun to become chaotic. The newly arrived soldiers started fighting while isolating pedestrians behind them, covering their retreat.

  "Xiao Hong, I think we should leave here and avoid this place for a while. This is no longer a place to stay for long." Ren Xiang quickly stood up and suggested to Xiao Hong and others, although he didn't know what had happened, but Ren Xiang was very clear that such things were not something they could get involved in, and it was best to keep a low profile and avoid trouble.

  "Alright." Xiao Hong didn't hesitate much either and stood up, walking towards the door to leave this place of trouble.

  But just as Xiao Hong and the others had just stepped out of the tavern, the corner of his eye seemed to have suddenly caught something, and he hastily stopped in his tracks.

  Turning his head, through the chaotic streets, Xiao Hong could clearly see that Mu Xi'er was already trapped in the chaos. The pale blue magic car had appeared with several scratches, and the windshield was shattered.

  At this moment, Muxi'er was hiding on one side of the magic pattern car, squatting down, although she didn't scream in fear like a normal woman, but her small face had already turned pale with fright.

  The assistant stood in front of Muxi'er, although the battle pattern had been activated, but his expression and behavior already showed a clear sign of cowardice.

  "Miss Muxi is here, come and rescue her quickly!" The assistant shouted loudly as several soldiers approached rapidly.

  However, the soldiers felt a sense of disdain for such words, and the assistant's words were undoubtedly telling their opponents that there were important people here, and now these people were clearly at a disadvantage. If they adopted kidnapping tactics, it would be even more difficult to deal with.

  As expected, just as the assistant's words came out, the firepower on his side became even more intense. The situation, which was already somewhat precarious, became even more critical.

  Seven or eight unidentified guys have started attacking the soldiers near Muxi'er, trying to separate them from Muxi'er. They are not interested in Muxi'er herself, but are frantically hitting the soldiers who get close to her, which also increases the danger for Muxi'er.

  Xiao Hong, standing at a distance, could clearly see that several energy masses had passed by Muxi'er's arm. If it weren't for Muxi'er's good luck, she would probably not have died, but would have been hard-pressed to escape injury. As for the assistant, it seemed that he only managed to defend himself and had no power to counterattack, let alone protect Muxi'er.