…
On the hospital bed.
Wei Xia opened his eyes. He had just learned that before he was attacked, his driver was also attacked.
"There's no news from the Night Patrol Department?"
He turned his head and looked at the middle-aged housekeeper standing in front of him, a little surprised.
It's not like he has no experience of being attacked.
But this time, it was outrageous to be ambushed right in front of my home.
Especially the opponent's ruthless and decisive attack still makes Wei Xia feel frightened.
The middle-aged housekeeper shook his head and said helplessly: "The other party is very good at hiding. We guess that the other party is pretending to be a robbery to give the Wei family a reminder."
Wei Xia narrowed his eyes: "What did the Bronze Club say?"
The middle-aged butler whispered: "Master Chang heard about this and let you rest in peace. In addition, your father knew about the blood-red carp and personally spent money to buy the missing portion to make up for it."
Wei Xia's expression suddenly became one of shock: "Am I going to get this beating in vain?"
The middle-aged housekeeper shook his head: "The matter is still under investigation. Once there are clues, the murderer will be severely punished. Young Master, you can rest assured!"
"Don't worry? How do you want me to feel reassured? You haven't even touched the other party's ghost yet, so you can check the road I passed by. Where is the surveillance? How many people have passed by under surveillance along this road? Check them one by one for me! "Wei Xia said hysterically.
The middle-aged housekeeper quickly comforted him: "Master, don't be excited. We have now contacted Tianshen International. After all, the lost documents involve cooperation between us and the other party has accepted them. You may not know that there is Tianshen on those documents. With the international secret tracking source, I believe that person will be caught soon.”
Wei Xia's expression finally softened after hearing this, and he said word by word: "After you catch the person, leave it to me to deal with it."
"nature."
…
Night fills the air.
Pei Jinye is practicing cross-legged practice in [Dream of Thousands of Autumns] in a rental house.
The cumbersome running route woven by his mental power is constantly advancing, and his own mental power is like a torrent.
Now that he has practiced, he has discovered more and more that every improvement in data, accurate to 0.1, is extremely difficult to break through.
"Is this the legendary bottleneck?"
Pei Jinye slowly opened his eyes.
Notice the hints of mental strength.
【10.2-10.9】
It was rare that it improved by 0.1, but this was already his limit. He even felt a sense of powerlessness from 11.
"What's the problem?"
He thought about the information he had received.
Neither Tianshen International's Jin Wuji nor the member of the Special Section from the Federation had ever encountered this problem.
Of course, this is related to the fact that they have not yet reached their limits.
Pei Jinye didn't think of a reason, so he immediately took out his cell phone and sent a message to Sister Bing.
[Sister Bing, have you ever encountered a bottleneck in your practice? How to solve it? 】
Finished sending message.
Only then did Pei Jinye notice that it was almost twelve o'clock at night, and probably only night owls were still around during this time.
Sure enough, before waiting for Sister Bing's reply, Pei Jinye had no choice but to cross his legs and continue trying.
"Dameng. Wait, what is this smell?"
Pei Jinye has always been very cautious, so he is very worried about the change in the smell in the house.
Under the perception of mental power.
He quickly locked his eyes on the brown suitcase not far away.
I had a bad feeling in my heart.
Putting on the secret gloves, he opened the brown suitcase, and the unnoticeable smell became much louder.
Pei Jinye turned off his senses, and the smell immediately dissipated without a trace.
"These papers carry traceability sources!"
Pei Jin felt a chill in his heart.
He secretly scolded himself for being careless.
As his strength expanded, he relied too much on his current status as a high school student... but ended up not being vigilant enough.
Discovery and processing of trace sources. This is a required subject in federal advanced courses.
It clearly appears in the memory.
However, based on the incidents he has always dealt with, he has rarely encountered this kind of tracking source.
Firstly, this kind of tracking source is rare, and secondly, there are very few people who can use it, so they must be mental experts.
Pei Jinye stuffed all the documents in without haste.
He stared at the suitcase with a stern expression, lost in thought.
"First, Wei Xia's story must have reached the ears of some people. Have they started tracking it?"
"Second, it is now 11:52 in the middle of the night. It has been nearly three hours since Wei Xia and I were separated. During this period, the other party has not appeared, which means that they have not taken immediate action. Maybe they are in the process of taking action. "
"I can't take any chances. Fortunately, I didn't just throw it into the trash can downstairs."
Pei Jinye quickly changed his outfit and then picked up his suitcase.
After pondering for a moment, he quickly jumped out of the window.
…
At twelve o'clock in the evening, people are coming and going on the pedestrian street in the busy city.
A hover car slowly stopped at the street corner.
"How did you track it down?" A blue-haired young man with a cross scar between his eyebrows sat in the driver's seat and turned to ask.
The slender young man on the side, with a scholarly air, adjusted his glasses, closed his eyes and felt
Suddenly his eyes opened.
Pointing to one side, he affirmed: "That person has appeared here before. Going to the left path, I feel that he is getting closer and closer!"
…
…
The night wind swept up the fallen leaves on the street.
The iron gate of the short bungalow next to it trembled.
The closer we get to the remote suburbs, the harsh crackle of dead leaves scraping against the cold ground under the mist adds to the desolation.
A hover car slowly stopped in the forest in front of the abandoned factory. Its blazing lights penetrated the fog and illuminated the area more than ten meters in front.
I saw a vast expanse of white inside the semi-open-air factory.
"Here? This is a place where birds don't poop." The blue-haired young man looked at it with some surprise.
The frail man with glasses nodded clearly: "It's right here. It's even inside, with a diameter of 120 meters at three o'clock."
He himself hesitated for a moment: "But I didn't feel anyone else's breath. Could it be that the other person just left something here?"
"Whatever, if anyone is there, just cut them. If you don't encounter anyone, just bring the documents and go back to submit the work." The blue-haired young man said crisply, got out of the car, grabbed his sword from the back seat, pulled out the sword, and cast a cold light. Reflecting the face.
The blue-haired young man smiled with satisfaction, then stuck his head in and said, "Why are you still dawdling? Hurry up."
The frail man with glasses hesitated and said: "It's here anyway, otherwise I won't go down, right?"
"What a coward." The blue-haired young man sneered: "Then you stay here and I'll be back soon. If you have any questions, just call out. By the way, there is a small pistol in the door drawer. You should keep it on guard. You know how to use a gun? ?”
"Yes" Wen Ruo, the man with glasses, replied weakly.
The blue-haired young man nodded and quickly walked into the fog with his sword.
The frail man with glasses held the gun with both hands, turned off the car lights and waited carefully.
The blue-haired young man noticed that the car lights suddenly went out behind the thick fog. He was stunned for a moment, then sneered, shook his head, and walked quickly into the factory quietly.
Suddenly, a strange emotion arose in the blue-haired young man's heart.
Although he couldn't see anything clearly in the thick fog, he inexplicably felt that someone was staring at him not far ahead.
His brows furrowed.
"Didn't that guy say there was no one?"
Looking at the other end of the open-air factory, Pei Jinye, who was like a mysterious shadow under the thick fog, quietly "looked" at the people who were standing opposite.
Hints from memory, he recognized the person.
Zhao Li, one of the thirteen guardians of the God of Heaven.
Extraordinary ability——[Tool·Knife].
Overhead brackets: (9.9-10.8)
Pei Jinye's eyes slowly moved towards someone outside the factory.
…
"Strange, is there no one?" Zhao Li, a blue-haired official, frowned.
He approached carefully step by step.
One step, two steps.
Third walk to halfway.
Zhao Li suddenly stopped.
The sword in his hand suddenly seemed to come to life. The blade cut through the layers of dense fog. He stepped hard on it and slashed the black shadow in front of him.
The moment of success.
Zhao Li was suddenly stunned.
The black shadow in front of me turned out to be a scarecrow! ! !
Scammed?
Zhao Li's heart skipped a beat.
Fortunately, he found a briefcase on the rusty iron shelf nearby.
He held it in his hand in astonishment and was about to open it for inspection.
Suddenly there was a strange noise outside the factory.
"not good!"
Thinking of the coward in the car, Officer Zhao hurriedly picked up his briefcase and retreated.
The moment one foot stepped in front of the factory gate, there was a roar, and a strong wind surged from all directions and rolled over mercilessly.
Zhao Li seemed to have missed a beat in his heart.
The sword reflected the cold light, and it was instantly drawn and slashed, causing the thick fog on both sides to roll away.
Accompanied by a harsh sonic boom.
The sword struck a hard object, and Officer Zhao couldn't tell for a moment whether he made the mistake of striking it, or whether the person's body was already so powerful.
The moment he took a step forward, he finally saw the other party's appearance.
His eyes suddenly widened.
"Gold! Wuji!!"
how come!
Isn’t this guy dead a long time ago?
How could he be standing in front of him alive now, resisting his attack with his body?
Zhao Li was stunned.
He looked like he had seen a ghost.
He still remembers that he bowed three times at Jin Wuji's funeral.
"Lao Jin, you——"
However, the "Jin Wuji" in front of him suddenly revealed a set of sinister white teeth, like an evil ghost in the darkness.
Zhao Li was stunned for a moment, but at this moment, "Jin Wuji" took action boldly.
Three feet away, King Kong glared angrily.
It seems like endless blood rushing like a torrent.
The iron fist struck, and the violent waves dispersed circles of thick fog, hitting Official Zhao hard on the chest.
"Tear!"
The expensive leather jacket worth several thousand yuan was exploded on the spot by the fierce punch, revealing the alloy armor underneath.
Official Zhao looked horrified.
But even more fortunate.
If he hadn't spent a lot of money to buy this alloy armor, Jin Wuji's iron fist would have definitely shattered his body.
Even though the alloy armor withstood most of the impact, his internal organs still felt like they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.
With the red blood between his teeth showing off, Officer Zhao shouted hysterically: "Get out of here!"
In an instant, countless strands of power gathered together from all sides of the body, extending along the bones and muscles to the blade, and slashed down violently.
However, "Jin Wuji" is faster, has a more ferocious aura, and is more bloody!
"Boom" sound.
The fierce wind whipped Zhao Li hard on the face.
In an instant, he took a startling glance and saw the golden armor from his old friend "Jin Wuji" radiating out like a god.
Isn’t this Jin Wuji!
Official Zhao's expression was confused for a moment.
How could a person whose corpse had been cremated stand in front of him and still be so vigorous?
In the end what happened?
There was a "clang" sound.
The sharp sword actually slipped out, leaving a trace of red mark, but it was unable to hurt the opponent at all.
What replaced it was the fierce and shrill sound of explosions under the iron fist!
"Am I really that fragile?"
The left side of Zhao Li's face was severely hit, and it sunk in on the spot. There was a "click" sound of bone cracking, and half of his face was bloody. Then he flew backwards.
The ground seemed to have been plowed, and the ground exploded, splattering countless pieces of gravel.
The leather coat on Officer Zhao's body was completely torn, revealing very obvious alloy armor.
"Damn it. Ah!"
Officer Zhao's bloody face looked more like an evil ghost in the night, and he roared hysterically.
The sword in his hand was full of resentment and he chopped it off.
And this time.
The iron fist dropped from the sky by "Jin Wuji" has been beaten down brazenly.
"Crack!"
Zhao Li's right arm wielding the sword made a crisp sound of bone cracking. The special sword was thrown away on the spot, and all the bones in his body were ruthlessly shattered by an extremely terrifying shock.
The blood in the body made a splashing roar, and the blood was churning violently. Almost instantly, Zhao Li felt as if his internal organs were about to explode.
"Why Lao Jin? Have you forgotten the days when we used to drink and talk happily?"
A hand mercilessly clasped his face.
The voice that was as cold as the god of death sent chills all over Zhao Li's body.
"Dream!"
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