After moving his body, Tang Zhen looked around.
It was a sparsely furnished room with almost no furniture except a bed.
There were some messy items piled on the ground, and there was a rancid smell in the room. It seemed that it had not been cleaned for a long time.
There was a basin on the ground, and there were water stains on the floor. The remaining sewage had seeped away along the incomplete floor.
It was this thing that killed Hawke.
Occupying a new body, it takes a little time to adapt, so Tang Zhen's posture is very awkward, looking like a puppet with rusty joints.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for his body to move freely, but the expression on his face was slightly stiff.
But it doesn't matter. In this cheap rental house, Tang Zhen doesn't need to apologize to anyone.
According to the information read, the young man named Hawke is just an ordinary person. Because he has extreme resentment and unwillingness in his heart, he forms a consciousness projection in his sleep.
Tang Zhen, who was staying in the void, directly controlled Hawke's consciousness projection, and then controlled Hawke in his sleep to drown himself.
The consciousness clone penetrated the crystal wall of the plane, descended directly into the small world, and then controlled Hawke's body.
In the process of coming, Tang Zhen was always careful to avoid being discovered by the law consciousness and the indigenous monks.
Being able to complete this step is equivalent to having a legal identity, and it will be much easier to do things next.
In the next time, you may have to deal with the detection of the indigenous monks, because the coming fluctuations will definitely be noticed.
When Tang Zhen thought of this, he immediately bent down and put away the basin, then lay down on the bed again.
He closed his eyes tightly and continued to sleep.
As a result, just after lying down for a few dozen breaths, a special spiritual power swept through the room and finally landed on Tang Zhen.
Tang Zhen seemed clueless and almost fell asleep, snoring loudly in the room.
That force was like a snake, spinning around Tang Zhen, as if looking for something.
In the gap in the roof, a translucent figure appeared and squeezed in.
Its eyes were as red as blood, and its mouth was full of wriggling tentacles, as if it was holding a large eight-clawed octopus.
The monster was suspended in mid-air, staring at Tang Zhen face to face, without moving at all.
The tentacles in his mouth traced across Tang Zhen's cheeks, seemingly dripping with viscous liquid, but upon closer inspection, there was nothing there.
Tang Zhen continued to sleep, perhaps because of the discomfort, his body kept twisting.
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and then the landlord's roar was heard.
"You damn bastards, you dare to break into my house privately. Believe it or not, I will report it to the Sheriff immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a muffled groan, with suppressed pain in his voice.
"The Demon Suppressing Force is handling the case. If you want to enter the Demon Suppressing Prison, I can give you a place for free!"
"I don't dare, I don't dare. I was wrong. Please forgive me, sir!"
The landlord, who had always been arrogant, was now trembling with fear. He only dared to bully the poor tenants, but he would never dare to provoke the members of the Demon-Conquering Force.
These members of the demon-suppressing force were qualified to kill anyone who hindered the operation, and he did not want to lose his life in vain.
"Idiot, who lives in this room?"
"Hawk, a working man, a poor boy!"
"Well, get out."
There was another sound of footsteps, the closed door was opened, and three men in black trench coats squeezed in.
Their windbreakers were made of an unknown material, but the surface was covered with metal nameplates, and the nameplates were densely covered with runes.
Underneath the windbreaker is a tight-fitting battle suit with firearm-like weapons hanging on it, as well as a long sword and a tool bag.
There were a large number of narrow houses, and the three men looked disgusted. The silver-haired man at the head gently covered his nose.
The monster that was floating on Tang Zhen's body flew over and stopped next to the silver-haired man.
"How about it?"
The silver-haired man at the head asked, looking at Tang Zhen with cold eyes, flashing a trace of contempt and disgust.
What did the monster say? The silver-haired man nodded and said without looking back: "Wake him up and confirm the next step."
Hearing this, the two men behind him immediately rushed to Tang Zhen's bed. One of the men directly lifted him off the bed and threw him to the ground.
Another man raised his foot and kicked Tang Zhen directly, with a ferocious smile on his face as if he had deep hatred.
Tang screamed in shock in his sleep, and opened his eyes in horror as he looked at the three men who suddenly appeared in the room.
That thin and haggard face was full of surprise and unconcealable panic.
"Who are you and why..."
Tang Zhen had just finished speaking when a man next to him pulled out a pistol and pointed it at his temple.
"From now on, you will answer whatever I ask you. If you say one more nonsense, I will smash your bitch's head in!"
The man holding the gun said through gritted teeth, his eyes full of sarcasm and teasing, and he put the barrel of the gun on Tang Zhen's temple.
The brass-colored barrel rotates, stirring up flesh and hair, which can cause great pain.
Tang Zhen groaned in pain in response, looking like he wanted to hide but didn't dare, looking very helpless.
The man smiled happily and seemed to enjoy seeing Tang Zheng in panic and pain, but he did not continue his entertainment.
Tang Zhen closed his mouth tightly, but his body was trembling due to fear.
"What happened in the house before we arrived?"
The silver-haired man held a handkerchief, covered his nose, and asked in a cold voice.
"Nothing was done, I was sleeping until you guys came in."
The trembling voice proved that Tang Zhen was very scared at this moment, as if he was afraid that the man next to him would shoot.
There is also the humiliation of the poor in the face of the superior people, because these people can make him lose the job he depends on to survive with just a word.
"Nothing has been done. Are you sure you remember correctly?"
The silver-haired man stared at Tang Zhen and said in a cold voice, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Oh, I felt thirsty, so I drank the water from the basin, but I accidentally knocked the basin over."
As if he remembered something, Tang Zhen hurriedly said to the silver-haired man, while deliberately giving a flattering smile.
"I see, then why didn't you say anything just now?"
The silver-haired man said expressionlessly, and the other man next to him raised his hand and swiped it hard.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, the corner of the mouth was cracked, and blood slowly spilled out.
"Untouchable!"
The man who hit the person cursed, and at the same time took out a pair of handkerchiefs to wipe his gloves, and then threw them to the ground.
"Hoke, right? If you find anything abnormal, report it to the Demon Subduing Agency immediately.
If you know something and try to hide it, I will make your life worse than death! "
The silver-haired man walked up to Tang Zhen, bent down and stared at him twice, then stood up and walked towards the door.
The other two men followed closely behind. They didn't want to stay in such a dirty and smelly place for a moment.
After the footsteps gradually faded away, Hawke, who was sitting on the ground, slowly raised his head, with a sinister smile on his lips.
At the same time that the three members of the demon-suppressing force left, the consciousness of law surrounding the body had quietly evacuated.
This is the reason why Tang Zhen has always been patient. As long as he dares to fight back, he will be discovered by the law consciousness immediately, and the infiltration operation will completely fail.
If you want to successfully infiltrate, it will become extremely difficult.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly. These three self-righteous idiots did not find anything abnormal in Tang Zhen.
They never dreamed that they had already walked around the gate of hell. If it were not for the monitoring of law awareness, the three of them would never have thought of leaving this room alive.
Even if they successfully leave the house, they will only live a little longer, because their lives have entered a countdown.
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