At the bustling intersection, Lin Zihan was not in a hurry to return to the hotel. Since the person he was looking for had already arrived at his door, he had to show some sincerity!
Leaning against the wall, Lin Zihan was waiting at the intersection. Among the people coming and going, some people glanced at Lin Zihan from time to time. Only the three people who had been standing on the street had their eyes wandering around Lin Zihan. .
After waiting for about ten minutes, Lin Zihan saw that those people were ignorant and didn't even come forward, so he walked over by himself.
"People from the Imperial Federation? Or from the Git Team?" Lin Zihan blocked in front of the three people and asked in a low voice, with a questioning tone in his tone. Lin Zihan, who was standing in front of the three people, The shape looks like a wall.
At this time, Lin Zihan's calm tone revealed a chilling sense of oppression.
"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Huang Mao, who was standing at the front, was still a bit arrogant. He glanced at Lin Zihan and looked away, with panic in his eyes.
"Are you kidding me?" Lin Zihan asked in a low voice, "You've been staring at me since the door of the Military Division. The three of you, calloused from the tiger's mouth, have almost reached the corner of the city defense!" Lin Zihan pointed. The three people's mouths were obviously the marks left by long-term possession of firearms or some kind of weapon.
"Now that you have discovered everything, we have nothing to say. You can kill or behead us as you please." Huang Mao did not explain anything anymore. His identity was exposed in the North. Even if Lin Zihan did not take action, Bei The Border Army Division would not let the three of them leave Lancheng alive.
"Want to die?" Lin Zihan laughed and put his hands into his pockets as if nothing had happened, "That would be too easy for you!"
Lin Zihan's hand slowly stretched out from his pocket and put it on the yellow-haired man's shoulder. With the force of his palm, he squeezed the man's shoulder and made a "click~" sound, and bones could be heard. cracking sound.
Crush someone's shoulder with one hand, this does not seem to be difficult for Lin Zihan, but for the person whose shoulder was crushed, the entire shoulder of the clothes collapsed instantly, and a layer of bean sprouts appeared on his forehead. beads of sweat, and the clenched teeth "gurgling~".
"Tell me, who paid attention to the attack on the Blue River Hotel!" Lin Zihan said, relaxing his fingers a little, for fear of hurting this yellow hair to death.
The two people standing behind Huang Mao wanted to help, but they found that the terrifying pressure released around Lin Zihan made them unable to move.
As spies and secret agents, although they are not good at fighting, they are still S-class people. How could they have thought that one day they would be under such pressure that their bodies would be unable to move. These strong men who live within high walls, How could he understand the state of those strong men in the wilderness area?
At this time, Lin Zihan had only one thought, which was to find out who was responsible for the assassination at the Blue River Hotel. However, he did not want to kill anyone because he was happy today, he was in a good mood, and he wanted to have dinner with Kexin.
So I don’t want to get my hands stained with blood!
"I'll give you one last chance to think, or the three of you will die together!" Lin Zihan's voice was not loud, but it still attracted the attention of passers-by and alerted the security team who happened to patrol here.
"What are you doing!" The members of the security team had just walked out of the crowd and wanted to stop Lin Zihan's violence. Suddenly, their feet seemed to be filled with lead and they could not move at all.
At this time, Lin Zihan looked angry. He was in a good mood, but that didn't mean that these three ants could wear down his patience like this.
"Kneel down!" Lin Zihan shouted angrily. The three of them could no longer bear the heavy pressure on their shoulders and fell to their knees with a "thump~" one after another.
His right hand slowly slid over the man's shoulder, and Lin Zihan's fingertips gently swept across the man's neck. His palm felt like a sharp blade on the man's neck.
Eighteen flying knives appeared behind him and slowly fell over. The sharp blades were close to the necks of the three of them. With just a little force from Lin Zihan's fingers, the sharp flying knives would instantly magnetically surround the carotid arteries of the three of them. .
"It must be Shenghui!" Lin Zihan looked at the frightened eyes of the three people, as if they were afraid of something. The fear was obviously not about what would happen next, but the hesitation of wanting to speak but not daring to say it.
"You..." Huang Mao didn't expect that Lin Zihan actually guessed Shenghui. The third elder specifically told him to just stare at all the young men entering and leaving the Blue River Hotel, without saying who that person was.
But now Huang Mao feels that he is just a pawn of the third elder Shenghui. He was abandoned the moment he arranged to enter Lan City.
"Yes...!" Huang Mao hesitated for a moment and responded in a low voice.
The flying knife disappeared, and Lin Zihan's mouth curved into a smirk. "It seems that there is indeed something different inside Shenghui. This matter is becoming more and more interesting." The keen Lin Zihan suddenly thought of Sang Qing seeing him. look.
That kind of look was dull, envious, long-lost, excited, and even jealous, but there was no hostility, let alone murderous intent. Instead, it revealed a look of love and charity.
And that kind of look, Lin Zihan had only seen in Fu Tu's eyes, the master who praised his talent. At that time, he was not Long Zi, and there were not so many twists and turns between master and disciple.
Huang Mao's body collapsed to the ground, and his legs were like mud for a moment, gathering limply on the ground. Huang Mao's hair was wet with sweat, and the sweat flowed down his pale face. Only he knew the fear.
In Lin Zihan's last gaze, Huang Mao seemed to see the God of Death, waving the sickle and cutting towards him.
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After taking a look at the sky, Lin Zihan knew that if he continued to investigate, he would not have any clues. Shenghui actually chose to use people from the Imperial Federation as a cover. Naturally, he had already made plans to be exposed. If he continued to investigate, Nothing will be found out.
Among the seven Shenghui elders, Lin Zihan has already met the second elder Sang Qing. Of course, it is said that the fourth elder Han Moqun also appeared in Beihuang.
As for the other elders, Lin Zihan had only heard about it. The eldest elder Sang Yan was strategizing, the third elder Yin Xian was charming, the fifth elder He Leng was aloof and arrogant, the sixth elder Duan Han had disabled legs, and the seventh elder had never had In any record, even the Shadow Palace is only mentioned briefly. The seventh elder of Shenghui is white-robed and white-faced.
And this kind of record seems a bit hasty when it appears in Ying's record of his old enemy.
Lin Zihan thought, the person who is most likely to attack him, or Wu Kexin, must be afraid that one day he will really become a dragon. At that time, the shadow will definitely dominate Shenghui.
The flower garden at the entrance of the Blue River Hotel and in the lobby is still a garden of roses, and those roses are exactly the same as the ones Su Yu chose to cut that day.
"Time reincarnation?" This is Lin Zihan's idea. After all, there are no two identical petals in this world, even the petals from the previous second to the next second are no longer the same.
The explanation that Lin Zihan could think of was that such a flower garden seemed to have some kind of ability to go back in time.
After all, for Lin Zihan now, the concept of the universe is gradually becoming clearer, and he is gradually able to understand the laws of space and time.
It is naturally undesirable to realize the reversal of time in the universe, but according to rumors, or to be more precise, there is a god with the ability to control time in the universe, who can recreate the past time and turn the wheel of time.
Rumors are rumors after all. After all, even the origin of the universe as powerful as Star Law has not broken through the shackles of time and space, otherwise it would not have been trapped by the Black Tower for hundreds of millions of years.
Walking through the flower garden, Lin Zihan didn't think much about it. After all, technology could reproduce some of the same words, and Lin Zihan believed it could be done. Many things humans do now cannot be explained by theology, right?
Just like myself, a person who was spliced from countless gene combinations in a test tube...
"Hello, is this Mr. Lin Zihan? There is your package at the front desk. Miss Lan Hong told her to give it to you when she left." A waiter saw Lin Zihan and walked up to him respectfully. asked.
When he saw the waiter, Lin Zihan felt that he looked familiar. Wasn't he the little attendant who followed Lan Hong at that time? Now he was also wearing a formal suit, and he seemed to have taken up the position that Lan Hong once held.
"Hmm~!" Lin Zihan smiled, responded, and then asked: "Are you also from the Military Division? Is it true that almost all the staff in this hotel are from the Military Division?"
"At least all the waiters are!" The waiter smiled slightly. Although he was wearing formal clothes, he still looked humble. He was respectful to Lin Zihan and never seemed to care about his other identity. He was just an ordinary waiter.
"It seems that you are all elite talents trained by the military department. At least you are not pretending to be soldiers. You are just doing such work here. Isn't the military department a waste of talents?" Lin Zihan firmly believed that if these people were sent to the empire, Within the Federation, if you are doing espionage, you will never notice anything strange.
"But the Military Intelligence Office of the Northern Territory Army does not want to master all the secrets, but to be able to detect them before the soldiers attack the border in the future." The waiter said with a smile, with a calm look and dark eyebrows. She was slightly bent, with a peach color on her face.
With such a simple smile, who would have thought that he would be a top intelligence officer from the Military Intelligence Department of the Northern Territory Military Division, directly serving the intelligence personnel of the Military Division.
Looking at the elegant back, Lin Zihan felt a strange feeling in his heart. For some reason, Lin Zihan suddenly didn't want to care so much about the so-called mystery of the Northern Wilderness, the universe, the Star Server, and the dragon. Son, isn’t it good to be a straightforward person?
"It seems that when I go back this time, I really need to think carefully about whether I want to be Long Zi, Lin Zihan, or Star Master!" Lin Zihan murmured to himself as he followed the waiter. road.
