"So, we can talk?"
Zuo Dao pulled off the tongue nail and turned off the law enforcement device.
It seems to be to appease the other party's emotions that are obviously not right.
In fact, it's to show off one's temper.
His face was stern, and his eyes had an inexplicable ferocity that no one could explain.
He seemed to be a person more cruel than the devil. He showed this face and said silently...
Show your cards, stop pretending.
Who do the junk snacks threaten here?
For a moment, the other party fell into silence, seeming to be thinking.
Does this person have a bit of a split personality?
"Of course." Shen Zhecheng was silent for nearly ten seconds before speaking.
Zuo Dao said in a calm voice:
"very good.
"I can let my people leave, but before that can you tell me what you want to do?"
Zuo Dao told lies with a red face, and at the same time hinted to the other party in his words that these people who came in are my people.
And my status is not low, so you have to be patient and think carefully about how to communicate with me.
Shen Zhecheng didn't know whether he was affected by Zuo Dao's aura of pushing the table if he pushed me again, or because the other party had already taken a step back. He was no longer so excited, and his words became a little sluggish and said:
"I...I want to hold my position...I...I'm doing a...ceremony?"
As soon as the word "ceremony" came out, his words instantly became smooth:
"Please rest assured that after the ceremony is completed, everything will return to normal. Customers are always our top priority and I will not cause any harm to them."
"Oh." Zuo Dao said calmly.
Confirmed, there is something wrong with this familiar sequence.
Sure enough, this person is "sick".
Some people are very sensitive to things like tone, and some people are not, and Zuo Dao is the kind of person who is very sensitive to words.
In other words, in an era when there were few swords and swords, most of them were hidden words, but it was bloodier than any other era and environment.
Just like traditional Chinese medicine, the "mysterious rules" of the past world have always been to investigate first, secondly, and thirdly.
Check, check this person's information, go up to all the connections in Panting, go deep into the Underworld to find out the eighteen generations of his ancestors.
Detective, determine the details of the opponent, collect relevant information, and start getting into the formal work, whether it is a battle of spells or exorcism.
To get started, all the elements of the former are ready. Naturally, you want to touch it. If you can't touch it, you can directly pack up Xinrui and run away. You will "disinfect" yourself all the way incognito to cover up your traces. If you can't touch it, you can directly fast forward to feed the opponent. .
——"On the basic literacy of mysterious combat in the new era"
Because of this, when Zuo Dao emerged from the other party to communicate with him, he felt something was wrong.
The reason is simple. There is no need for the other party to come out and communicate.
This is also the reason why Zuo Dao pulled off the tongue nail. It has been more than twenty seconds since the activation of the 'beacon' to the time it was removed without success. This also means that the other party is at least very powerful in isolating information.
Instead of being drained of energy and blood by the 'beacon' in the end, and being killed by others in the end, it is better to abandon this plan and start other plans that you have prepared. After the beacon is successfully sent, others will support you and activate your own preparation methods. Here, he decisively chose the latter.
At the same time, coupled with the obviously inconsistent words and actions in the conversation, he was instantly reminded of a person.
——Cheng Quan.
The former teacher of Huacheng No. 1 Middle School, the pathetic person who chose to understand himself and break free from control, the helpless person whose wife and daughter were not only missing until after his death, but also related matters could not be promoted due to the disappearance.
After making some guesses in his mind, Zuo Dao suddenly put away the powerless but heart-stopping sense of oppression, and said pleasantly:
“But there must be some reason for our withdrawal, otherwise it would be difficult for us to explain, right?
"Could you please tell me, Mr. Chairman, what the purpose of your ceremony is?"
The campaign to deceive "mentally insane" patients has begun.
He also felt a sense of urgency in his heart, because there was not much time left for him to fool around.
"Yes, yes... my ritual... mobilize desires to make the ritual, in the future they will only come to my mall to patronize... I want to keep my position... those damn shareholders actually want to take it away my position!"
At this point, Shen Zhecheng's voice became more and more excited. At the same time, he paused and became very gloomy when he spoke again:
"Why are you asking about my ritual?"
Seeing that the other party changed his appearance again, Zuo Dao sighed in his heart.
"It's hard to fool a fool, so we have to start."
As he thought, Zuo Dao established a strong connection with two of the small paper figures through the paper spirit in his body.
On the way here.
In the car at that time, Quan Hu and Zuo Dao changed places and sat in the back row with Tong Yan. They were 'painting' the paper figures with the magic crystal-breaking materials in their hands. This scene looked like two people. A plainclothes guy from a barbecue stall.
"Huh... the 'paper man' extended by your 'paper cutting technique' is really..."
Quan Hu rarely spoke for a long time, and was a little surprised after Zuo Dao proposed his plan.
The leftists at that time said -
"I have a proposal. My "Art Paper Man" can be controlled from a distance that is not too far away. The only thing I'm not sure about is whether it will be 'isolated' from inside and outside after entering the opponent's territory, but I think I can try it. , I need to trouble Brother Quan and Sister Tong Yan to help me make a little bit of it with a lot of magic crystal dust, and attach it to the paper man.
"If we have an accident, I can use paper men to disperse the crowd like I did in the old building last time. At the same time, I will leave a paper man on you that will only be activated when we are completely forced to separate, so that we can communicate with each other. None, and in the non-activated state, the opponent will most likely not be able to detect the reaction of the spell.
"When necessary, if the beacon is activated for too long, I can also contact the little paper man outside to ask for emergency help through the radio in the car——"
In the car at that time, after Fatty put forward his own plan and "safety card", Zuo Dao also put forward this suggestion.
After Tong Yan finished recording, she talked about the last emergency measure before their arrival:
"Well...I will be responsible for spiritual observation at that time. If the opponent's ritual is very powerful or encounters an accident, I may lose the ability to fight. I suggest Zuo Dao stay with me and inject me with sedatives if necessary.
"In times of crisis, you activate the team leader's technique, and then make internal and external contacts. This is the safest way. Fat Smash and Ahu, you guys, take over the external battle and don't defend yourself first, lest we become too passive and lose our flexibility. What do you think?"
Tong Yan held a lollipop in her mouth and asked everyone for their opinions.
"Yeah, okay." Quan Hu responded.
"Ah..." The fat man hesitated:
"Actually, I can replace Brother Zuo!"
Then he was ignored.
"Okay." Zuo Dao nodded.
Twenty breaths ago, Wanhe Mall, the second floor of the ceremony.
After Quan Hu and Fatty were held in their hands, their vision changed and they came to another level of space.
The turbid colored air is permeating here, and the air is so dense that they can only vaguely see each other even though they are not far apart.
Quan Hu's eyes flashed red, his sharp claws stretched out, and with a sudden grab, he tore the ghost thing holding his hand into pieces, and at the same time, he quickly approached the fat man.
The fat man's reaction was not slow at all. The magic floating shield that was teleported with him quickly moved closer to him. Finally, after sticking to the two ghosts, it exploded——!
The inspiration for Zuo Dao's paper figurine technique came from the old building, and he also updated his skills at these times.
Well... everyone is made of spiritual material, wouldn't it be the same when they explode?
Except the dust is a bit embarrassing...
When the children were blown apart, Quan Hu had already moved close to the fat man.
When the fat man saw this, he bit the magic cigarette in his mouth and activated the wind shield.
At the same time, two little rickety paper figures crawled out of Quan Hu's somewhat torn pockets in the clothes behind the fat man, and then he said -
