The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 405: All under heaven belongs to the king - You beat my people on my land?

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Shen Leteng jumped up from the bed.

His hand slipped and the phone flew out. He turned his head in time and the phone bounced twice on the pillow, and then lay face down on the pillow. A vague voice came from it:

“Boss, call someone else to save me… Don’t come by yourself… cough cough cough cough…”

time!

Place!

What on earth happened!
Who is against you, a human or a monster?
You said it!!!

If it doesn’t work, please send me the location!

Shen Le was scratching the screen in the safe studio. However, the voices on the other side suddenly became noisy, with shouting, howling, and banging sounds, as if it was a mess.

Shen Le desperately swiped his phone, trying to record the voice on the other end so that he could provide it to the Special Affairs Bureau as a clue. However, before he could find the switch, there was a "click" sound from the other end, and the call was disconnected...

So what exactly happened?
Shen Le sighed and had no choice but to call Gu Yulin. Half an hour later, Gu Yulin called and sighed as soon as he opened his mouth:
"Did Mr. You fly out directly? Did he not go through customs or take the normal exit channels?"

"Big...probably?"

Shen Le was not sure at all. If he had a pair of wings, he would probably spread his wings and fly away.

How fast it flies out!

Multiple challenges!

I had to apply for a passport, a visa, and queue up to go through customs. Even though I was a bird, I still had to stay cramped in the cabin and be jostled for hours.

Once you land, you might even be blackmailed by the customs on the other side, for example, they won’t let you pass unless you pay a certain amount of tip or something like that…

It’s better to just fly out!
"Now we don't even know which country he went to...Mr. Shen, do you have any clues?"

Shen Le had no choice but to send the wood form. Gu Yulin glanced at it and almost gasped:

Okay, Vietnam, Myanmar, Philippines, Malaysia, Brunei, Bangladesh, Laos, Cambodia, India...

So you are going to take all of Southeast Asia in one fell swoop!
Oh, not only that, India is South Asia, not Southeast Asia. I hope Laoyou doesn't go there, it's a weird place, and it's not easy for us to find people...

"Forget it, let's look for any clues. If you have any news, contact us as soon as possible! Keep in touch!"

Shen Le nodded repeatedly. After hanging up the phone, he immediately held the copper sheet, placed the compass in his left hand, and the scroll in his right hand, and entered into meditation:
Is it possible to start a search and use the power of copper pieces to see if there is any way to find the old game?

Alternatively, you can find a relatively unusual place with intense spiritual activities!
The spiritual power slowly sank into the copper sheet. The broken copper tripod jumped out and hung in the air. The towering mountains, rivers and lakes appeared one by one.

Shen Le exerted all his strength and injected his spiritual power into the copper sheet. Push it south, push it south, and push it south again.

A small dot lit up on the edge of the East China Sea. Judging from its location, it should be the big whirlpool that Hong Jiayi pointed out to him. Now it seems, perhaps, as if, it has been taken away by the authorities?
I hope that someday, I can see a large destroyer, a nuclear submarine, or even an aircraft carrier fleet jumping out of it...

Continue going south along the coastline, and you will see another small dot lit up to the south of the Shipwreck Museum.

In Shen Le's impression, that was a small space held up by those beings in the sunken ship that refused to rest. He thought he had already appeased them, and that space had dissipated, so how could it still exist?
Continuing south, the markings on the copper sheet became blurred. There was only the crooked coastline extending southward, and the power on it became thinner and dimmer. The only thing that caught Shen Le's attention was a huge bright spot in the sea.

Bright, surging, vigorous, and constantly spinning. If it weren't in the sea, Shen Le would almost think it was a volcano that could erupt at any time and go straight up to the sky:

There really is a volcano over there, right?
As far as I can remember, there was a large-scale volcanic eruption in Indonesia or the Philippines. For a long time, civil aviation aircraft had to avoid it and could not fly to that area...

Did the ancestors who cast the bronze tripod ever travel to such a far place?

Shen Le didn't know. He concentrated his mind and pushed far along the copper sheet, trying to extend his mental power beyond the borders:

Where is Lao You?
Can he sense this guy and locate him?
Miraculously, the extension of spiritual power was very smooth. The copper piece seemed to have a kind of momentum of "all under heaven belongs to the king". When the spiritual power was extended to it, it naturally accepted it:
That's our own territory!
It's our land!

It originally belongs to us and should naturally belong to us!
Shen Le was speechless for a while. But think about it, when we were able to forge the bronze tripod, it was still unknown whether they had gotten out of the Stone Age.

When we established our great dynasty, those places were either our territories or our vassal states:

Jiaozhi!

Zhenla!

Java!

Bagan!

Luzon!

The places that pay tribute to us and require our enfeoffment should naturally be ours, right? Isn't that right?
Unfortunately, the copper piece was powerful, but Shen Le was not powerful enough. He took a quick glance, and before he could find where Lao You might be, he felt dizzy and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

He didn't dare to force himself, so he fell on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep. He didn't know how long he had slept when his cell phone suddenly rang like a death sentence:
"Lao You?!"

Shen Le was delighted and quickly picked up the phone. But the voice coming from the other end was not Lao You's, but a very rough voice, shouting like a machine gun:
"@#$%..."

"What did you say?"

Shen Le frowned. If you want to call me, at least speak Chinese!
Whether you want to extort a ransom or blackmail me for something weird, you should at least communicate with me, right?

I don't understand what you are saying. You have ten thousand requests, but I don't know how to respond!
He looked past the big face of the man who was speaking and tried to see the surroundings. At first glance, he saw the solid walls. At least it was in the city, not in the wilderness.

At the second glance, the walls were not even painted with lime, and the bare cement wall surface was exposed. The floors were extremely high, the frames were huge, and there were tall cement pillars standing upright. You could see the sky in the distance...

Could this be an abandoned factory?
The kind of house that was half-built or directly demolished, leaving an unfinished building?
Being taken to a place like this, Lao You's safety is really worrying...

The voice on the other side yelled a few times, and suddenly turned around and shouted something. Shen Le saw two strange-looking... people? They were escorting Lao You over.

Lao You seemed to have been hit more than once. His right eye was swollen and narrowed into a slit. Two streams of blood hung from his nostrils. His face was covered in bruises and he almost looked unrecognizable.

One of his arms was hanging limply, and the other was held by someone. As soon as he came in front of the camera, he shouted:
"Boss! Don't come--"

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