I have a portable space

Suddenly, a space barrier appeared in front of Ji Hongbo's eyes. Ji Hongbo's speed was too fast, he didn't stop, he hit the barrier directly, and was bounced back by the barrier's elasticity.

Ji Hongbo's face was full of despair.

"Run, keep running!" Meng Zhe's unhurried voice came from behind Ji Hongbo.

"Let me tell you, I have a unique skill. I advise you not to push yourself too hard, otherwise I would rather die with you." There was no peace in Ji Hongbo's eyes, but only madness.

"You don't have the qualifications to die with me, and you don't have the strength to die with me! However, I really want to know where you have the confidence that you will be able to die with me? Are you so confident?" Meng Zhe said indifferently. look at him.

"Don't force me! Don't force me!"

Meng Zhe yelled in his heart that he didn't dare, because Meng Zhe felt a dangerous aura on Ji Hongbo's body.It is impossible to die, but it is inevitable to be seriously injured.

Meng Zhe originally wanted to kill Ji Hongbo directly, but his intuition told him that if he didn't leave, his life would really be in danger.

Meng Zhe rushed to the road when he was desperately coming and going, and took Tang Jia away by the way.As for what happened to Xie Linsen, it didn't have much to do with him.

Meng Zhe hadn't run for long, about 200 meters, when he heard a shocking explosion.

"It's crazy, you actually blew yourself up!" Meng Zhe stood on the spot with lingering fear and cursed.At this moment, he couldn't care about his image, he just wanted to vent.

"What's going on?!" Tang Jia didn't know what was going on, so she was rushed by Meng Zhela, and then heard an explosion.

When Meng Zhe heard Tang Jia's voice, Lian's face turned frosty again.

"It's okay!" The voice was so cold.

Tang Jia shivered, and his face turned pale: Meng Zhe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! "Tears are like broken beads.

"Our fate has come to an end." Meng Zhe ignored Tang Jia's crying and walked into the dark night alone.

Who is Meng Zhe? He used to be on the Canghai Continent. The country can't do anything about him.

What's more, he is still an assassin, and the most basic thing for an assassin is not to have the kindness of a woman.

In the meeting room of the Taoist Association, the atmosphere in the meeting room at this time is very dignified.An old man guarding above was even more faceless.

"When did the news of my brother's death come back?"

"The money came back in 10 minutes." At the lower right hand of the old man, a middle-aged man stood up and replied.

The old man nodded expressionlessly: "Continue."

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded respectfully and continued to report.

"The news from the drama n city branch came back, and the vice president went out around five o'clock in the afternoon.

At 24:[-] in the afternoon, they received a message from the vice president calling for help.

At [-]:[-] p.m., the branch people felt there.

In the description of the drama branch, the vice president seemed to be fighting with a teenager.

Also..." At this point, the middle-aged man was hesitating whether to say it or not.

"What else?" The old man congratulated.

The middle-aged man shivered and continued to report.

"The vice-chairman was still singing and dancing while he was fighting." At this point, the middle-aged man paused, observing the change in the old man's face.

"Continue." The old man calmed down slowly, but the middle-aged man felt more and more dangerous.

"When the boy was trapped by the vice president's dark soul-locking net, the boy was warning the vice president. He said he was not going to let him go, so he killed the vice president.

And that's when the vice president started singing and dancing.

It looks a bit like, mental illness! "

The old man's face became extremely ugly.

Just when the man didn't know whether to continue talking, the old man motioned him to continue.

The voice of the man was a little trembling. It is true that the coercion on the old man is too strong.

"It didn't take long for the boy to break the vice president's dark soul-locking net.

But the boy didn't kill the vice president immediately, but went to save the night killer.

The vice president escaped while the boy was going to save the night killer, but the speed of the boy was extremely fast, and the vice president was caught up before he could run far.

When the branch members rushed over, the vice president was already preparing to blow himself up.

Because the people in the branch discovered it early, but speed was not his strong point, and he died after writing the report.

That's all for the report, and a photo of the teenager. "The middle-aged man took out a photo of Meng Zhe being locked up by the dark soul lock net from his pocket.

The old man took the photo into his hand with a real circle, and stared at Meng Zhe in the photo.

"Dare to kill my younger brother, you are so courageous! Hehehe! Hehehe!"

"By the way, President," the man suddenly said

The old man raised his head and stared at the man with bloodshot eyes: "Say!" The voice sounded like it came from the Nine Serenity Hell.

Stared at by the old man's eyes, the man almost sat down on the ground.

He swallowed, his voice stuttering: "Yu, the people from the branch report, that boy seems to be called Meng Zhe." After speaking, the man couldn't hold it anymore, and slumped back into the chair.

"Meng Zhe, Meng Zhe, what a Meng Zhe! If you dare to kill my brother, then you are ready to be buried with him!"

The man felt that it was too unsafe to sit here, and he wanted to leave the meeting room quickly.

"It seems that the president is ready to take action himself!" Thinking of the terrifying strength and means of the president, the man shivered again.

I thought to myself: "It's better not to attract the attention of the president!" My own strength is not enough for the president's teeth.

Meng Zhe stopped suddenly, and he took out an inconspicuous black stone from his pocket.

The stone looks a bit like a compass, the only difference is that there is no compass, and there are no big differences in the others.

I saw Meng Zhe's fingers kept sliding between those grids, as if he was calculating something.

Meng Zhe felt that someone was staring at him in front of him, and he scanned the vicinity with the sacred stone many times, but there was nothing unusual.

"Doubt, are you a compass? Why don't you have a thimble and a compass?" Tang Jia followed behind all the time. When Meng Zhe stopped, Tang Jia was still a little puzzled, why didn't he leave?

After following up, she saw Meng Zhe sliding around with what looked like a compass.

Meng Zhe glanced at her: "Do you know the structure of the compass?"

"Of course I know!" Tang Jia was confused by Meng Zhe's expression that you don't understand.

"Oh, let's hear it!" Meng Zhe was a little surprised, unexpectedly, there are assassins who know this.How much you know, though, is another matter.

"Listen up!" Tang Jia cleared his throat.

"Are you going to tell me?!" Meng Zhe's face was a little ugly.

"Ahem! Say it now, say it now!"