He died in vain in the city.
Qin Mingshi was lying on the recliner, flipping through the books in his hands. His recliner was made of mahogany, with a rounded texture and a sense of age.
Next to the recliner is a small table with tea on it, which he would pour and drink from time to time.
If this kind of scene happened to an old man, it would be reasonable, but if it happened to a young man in his twenties, it would obviously be inappropriate. But Qin Mingshi seemed to be used to all this, and everyone in the city knew that in vain. Qin Mingshi liked the recliner very much and would not allow others to touch it.
Lu Zhong's hurried entry made Qin Mingshi look away from his book for a moment, and then returned to the book.
"It's almost time. I have asked the people in Daxia City to evacuate. According to the available intelligence, Su Yonghe seems to have led a team into the ghost codenamed Corpse Swamp, and his whereabouts are currently unknown." Lu Zhongyan said.
"Yeah." The news didn't stir up Qin Mingshi's mood too much. He just responded calmly, as if everything was expected.
"Shen Lin's current whereabouts are unknown. There is information that he is suspected of appearing in Dongchuan City with an unknown purpose. I don't know if it is for the ghost in Dongchuan City. Should we do something?" Lu Zhong asked.
There is also an intelligence innovation association that fights ghosts, and they even sent people to try to seize the ghosts. Needless to say, the innovation society suffered heavy losses. The terror of the ghost left a big psychological shadow on those who managed to survive that time.
"Need not."
It will be very clear to everyone how terrifying the Dawg Ghost is. Even Qin Mingshi thought it was impossible to get something from this ghost. If Shen Lin's goal was the two Dawkeng sticks, Qin Mingshi felt that he was going to die. The probability is far greater than his probability of success.
In such an environment, it was meaningless whether the Reform Society would send people or not.
If Shen Lin fails, the people sent there might also be affected.
If Shen Lin wins the lottery with a one-in-10,000 chance, and can get the better stick from the watchman, no matter how he gets it, it is already a done deal, and sending someone there will lead to death.
The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and the rivers and lakes are far away.
Qin Mingshi had unique insights in this regard. With Su Yonghe and the Ghost Controller Headquarters here, he might not be able to fight these people head-on for a while, so he would simply take a long-term approach and grind slowly.
The Ghost Controller Headquarters will become increasingly stressed in this era. Sooner or later, there will be a time when it has no time to take care of itself. That time will be the best time for the Reform Society to take action.
With the size and foundation of the Reform Association, they will definitely win in the end.
After seeing what was said, Lu Zhong didn't leave. When he looked up and saw that he was hesitant to speak, Qin Mingshi asked.
"Why, there's more?"
Lu Zhong nodded helplessly.
"The people who went to Daxia lost a lot. Someone secretly killed our people. I don't know who it is at the moment. It may be the headquarters, it may be Shen Lin's other help, or it may be one of the guys who gave us trouble before. one."
Hiding in the dark does not mean that the Reform Society is silent, and the remaining families of the Republic of China are not monolithic. Except for the Ten Palaces of Yama of the Reform Society, some of the remaining inheritance from the Republic of China are doing a lot of things in the dark, and some of them are very enthusiastic about the Reform Society. .
They were the first to shoot, and they appeared in the name of inheriting the Republic of China. Some people must be unhappy, and this is normal.
"I know, don't worry about it for now." Qin Mingshi said, put down his book and lay on the recliner, accompanied by the creaking sound of the recliner,
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The interior of Dongchuan City Shopping Mall.
Shen Lin gasped and watched time pass by.
The time came to 4:26 in the morning, and he had succeeded nine times. He saw that the two sticks were in danger in the hands of Li Gui, and they were about to fall, but they were just a little bit short.
The good news is that even if Dagongbang is about to fall from Li Gui's hand, there is no sign of Dagong Gui losing control. This is a great psychological comfort for Shen Lin who has reached this point.
There was only one last time left. He only needed to finish the call for Li Gui one last time, and then quickly use Ghost Domain to leave Dongchuan, and all this would be over.
Shen Lin cheered up and tried his best to be in the best condition so far. He had already stumbled so far and still had one final kick left. He didn't want to lose track at this juncture.
The time slowly came to 4:29, and as the second hand moved across the dial little by little, the sliding trajectory was like moving Shen Lin's heart little by little.
He tried hard to suppress everything in himself. At the moment when the second hand was about to return to zero, Shen Lin took action quickly.
Perhaps because of the curse from Jing Mingxiang, the trick of fate came again. Li Gui had some different movements, and his even better silhouette saw him pass by Shen Lin in a short period of time.
At this terrifying moment, the ghost mother's hands suddenly appeared on Shen Lin's arms, and Li Gui's stiff arms grabbed Shen Lin and moved in a short arc, so fast that there was a sound of breaking through the air.
Then, Shen Lin successfully caught the stick that had deviated from its trajectory.
All this happened too fast, in the blink of an eye.
There was a defeat. How could he not be fully prepared at the last moment?
The Ghost Mother's preparedness was Shen Lin's plan. If something unexpected happened at the last moment, Shen Lin was already ready to use the Ghost Mother to forcefully drive his arm. Even if it ended up with a broken bone or even a bone fracture, he could just be the first to encounter the fight at this juncture. Great, Shen Lin will win in the end.
Facts have proved that Shen Lin won.
Holding the bat with both hands, the moment his own memory projection came out of the void to replace him, Shen Lin looked at the ghost in front of him, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a mockery of fate, more like a provocation to all curses .
He won, won this damn fate!
"boom!"
The crisp knocking sound of the wooden stick resounded all around. The moment the last stick in Li Gui's hand was exposed to the air, the memory projection from Shen Lin was suddenly thrown in Shen Lin's direction.
Of course, the tacit understanding between himself and himself was perfect. Shen Lin caught the two dark wooden sticks steadily and disappeared in the darkness without a trace of hesitation.
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At the official station in Daxia City, the time has come to 4:30 in the morning. There is no news from Shen Lin and Su Yonghe who have left in the distance. The evil ghost has never arrived. An uneasy atmosphere fills the air.
Zhang Yuan is very calm. For Daxia City now, no news is the best news. After all, there can be no worse situation than now.
How much worse could it be? In any case, the result is that Daxia City will be destroyed, and it won't be destroyed twice anyway.
During the torture of waiting, Wu Qiu in the headset was rarely calm. She exclaimed, her expression of joy was beyond words.
"The latest information is that Team Shen has left Dongchuan City and is heading to Daxia."
Zhang Yuan's pupils shook violently, and a surge of ecstasy surged into his heart.
"He succeeded, he's back!"
(End of chapter)
