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Qin Fang took Song Lian and quickly boarded the plane to India.
Although he had arranged for his subordinates in Ninghai to be hidden and there seemed to be no one he could use, don't forget his other identity … the King of Assassins.
The entire Assassin Alliance was his strong backing. Soon, he got Song Lian a set of identification documents, a shield, and a visa, and flew directly to the capital of India.
Three days seemed to be a long time, but it was also a short time.
From the time Qin Fang received the call, it took nearly a day just to go through the procedures. Then, they had to fly from two countries to India. The first day was almost finished.
From the capital of India to Nalanda Temple, the birthplace of Buddhism, it would take almost a day … In addition, some accidents could happen at any time, which would delay some time. In this way, three days was actually quite a tight time.
However, Qin Fang didn't care so much. He just went to the destination at the fastest speed.
Song Lian hid most of his strength. He was a master at the Great Grandmaster level … At his age, he was considered one of the best among the younger generation on Earth.
Such a young master was Qin Fang's follower and subordinate. Even if he was noticed by the people of Shiva Sect, they probably wouldn't care too much!
In fact …
Not long after Qin Fang and the others got off the plane in New Delhi, they rented a car and were about to leave in the direction of Nalanda Temple. Some people had already noticed them.
"Master, we're being watched …"
Song Lian couldn't help but remind him.
With his strength, it was naturally easy for him to find those people … He grew up in the Penglai Secret Land and didn't have much worldly experience. At this moment, he was feeling a little uncomfortable.
He certainly wasn't nervous or afraid … The strongest was only at the Great Grandmaster level. Song Lian could pinch a bunch of ants to death with his fingers. How could Song Lian feel afraid?
It was just that this was the first time he had experienced such a thing. He didn't know how to deal with it, so he was a little restless.
"It's okay. Just pretend you didn't see anything!
Don't be too nervous … "
Qin Fang gently shook his head, indicating that he shouldn't be too nervous. The more nervous he was, the more he felt that there was a problem … Qin Fang didn't know the identity of those people for the time being, and he couldn't be sure whether they played a role in this kidnapping case.
Even if these people were experts under Shiva Sect, Qin Fang would not attack them.
Before she was safely rescued, Qin Fang was very calm and composed. Although he wouldn't go so far as to not fight back, he definitely wouldn't take the initiative to destroy this temporary peace!
"Understood!"
Song Lian nodded in agreement. As for whether or not he truly understood, only he knew in his heart … His eyes lightly swept across the bodies of those people, and then quickly looked away as if he hadn't seen anything.
Qin Fang didn't lack money, so even in the unfamiliar India, he could still enjoy the best treatment and didn't have to live a hard life.
From New Delhi to Nalanda Temple, it was quite a distance … Qin Fang had to cross almost one-third of the Indian territory to reach the location of Nalanda Temple.
In fact, it was much shorter to directly cross the Himalayas from Long Province than to go from New Delhi … However, that road was full of mountain roads, so it wasn't easy to walk. Qin Fang naturally chose the more comfortable way.
Anyway, there was almost enough time, so he wasn't in a hurry!
"Master?
This … Is this really the birthplace of Buddhism? "
Song Lian hurried along with Qin Fang. He was also very curious about such a foreign country … Especially from the capital, New Delhi, all the way to the more barren periphery, the difference from Long Province was still an eye-opener for him.
Of course, he was also a little more curious …
For example, why did these Indians like to have things on their heads, and piled up so high?
Another example was why every car was full of people … Whether it was trains, cars, or motorcycles, it was the same. Almost any place that could barely accommodate people was packed full.
Another example was …
And so on and so forth. He really did see a lot of all kinds of strange things.
"These Indians in India are definitely one of the most strange races in the world. They are a tyrannical existence that can be compared to the Koreans and the Japanese. What you see is just child's play. There are a lot of funny and strange things that you can't imagine.
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Qin Fang also smiled and said casually.
Although it was Qin Fang's first time in India, he had seen a lot of funny things about the Indians on the Internet … In particular, he had seen a military parade in India once. Even Ohei of the US came to watch in person, and he was very happy to see it.
"For example … The one in front?"
Song Lian was also smiling. Suddenly, he pointed at the situation in front of them and slammed on the brakes. After an ear-piercing screech of the brakes, the car finally came to a stop.
It was less than a meter away from the crowd in front of them … but it scared the people in front. If he had slammed on the brakes a little later, at least four or five people would have been sent flying. It was hard to say if they would have been able to keep their lives.
"What's the matter?"
Qin Fang was resting in the back. The task of driving was naturally left to Song Lian, who was overflowing with interest. He did not expect to almost make a mistake, so he could not help but ask in displeasure.
"Something seems to have happened in front. A group of people are watching here … They're blocking the road!"
Song Lian said with lingering fear in his heart.
To a Half-Step Martial Emperor like him, the death of a few people was just like pinching a few ants to death. He did not care about it at all. However, since he had angered Qin Fang, it made him fearful.
"Let's go take a look …"
Qin Fang looked in front of him. He could faintly hear some sounds. There were crying, laughing, cursing, begging … and tragic cries. It seemed that something terrible was happening.
"Song Lian, go … kill those murderers who are doing this!"
At this moment, Qin Fang suddenly heard something. He was instantly enraged and directly ordered the clueless Song Lian … Song Lian was born in the Penglai Secret Realm and could be considered a pure native of Long Province. He did not know any other language apart from Chinese, let alone the native language of India.
There were many different languages in India, just like the dialects of Long Province. Almost every region had a completely different language. Only English and Hindi were the official languages, so more people understood them.
Take Qin Fang for example. He was naturally proficient in English and knew a little about Hindi, so he could communicate fluently. However, when it came to the specific language of a certain region, he did not understand it.
This was also the reason why Qin Fang didn't have any reaction when he was sitting in the car, but now he suddenly became furious … There was no other reason except that he happened to understand a sentence that one of them said in Hindi.
"Yes!"
Song Lian was absolutely obedient to Qin Fang.
He did not ask for the reason and directly charged into the crowd …
Pu pu pu!!!
Song Lian's temper was not very good. He did not care about anything else as he charged forward. He directly sent out his energy. How could those ordinary people withstand the shock and repulsion of his energy?
Then, he saw the people in front of him, as well as those around him, being sent flying …
Along the way, no one could stop Song Lian. Even though there were a few people in the crowd who had learned a little about martial arts, it did not change much.
Song Lian opened up a wide path in the crowd. He walked forward, and Qin Fang walked behind him with a gloomy face … His pace was slow, and his expression was cold. The Indians who wanted to cause trouble immediately quietened down.
"Who are you?
What do you want? "
The crowd parted. Those who were in the innermost circle were alarmed. When they saw Song Lian charging in aggressively, they could not help but feel a little weak. They mustered up their courage and asked.
Although Song Lian looked domineering, they had quite a number of people on their side.
These people did not have the concept of a strong person. They only thought that they outnumbered Song Lian by more than ten times. Even if each of them punched or kicked, they could beat Song Lian into a pulp. Why would they be afraid?
Pu!
However, what he got in response was a casual slap from Song Lian.
Then, he saw that the head of this unlucky bastard was like a wet watermelon, instantly exploding … Fresh blood mixed with the white brain matter, as well as the shattered bones of the head, splattering everywhere. That scene was indescribably terrifying and shocking.
"Ah!"
Some of the timid onlookers screamed directly … Although in such a rural India, the people were very barbaric, and they were quite ruthless when they fought. From time to time, people would die.
However, it was the first time in their lives that someone could smash a living person's head into mush with just a light slap. It was also the most frightening!
"All of you … deserve to die!"
Song Lian did not feel the slightest bit of excitement or joy. He was just an ant-like person. Killing him was actually a very demeaning thing to do. If not for Qin Fang's order, he would not have even bothered to do it.
But now, he had shifted his target to the other accomplices of the murderer.
These people were frightened by Song Lian. They stopped what they were doing. This allowed Song Lian to see clearly what was going on in the crowd. When he looked over, his murderous intent intensified.