The gangster of fast wear is online

Chapter 324 The Counterattack of the Scholar 26
The man still had the smell of tobacco that hadn't dissipated, as well as a dull aura that had been suppressed indoors for a long time.

If he had been moving around in the cold wind after leaving the internet cafe, the smell would have dissipated long ago—leaving was a play for her, and after that he hid back in the internet cafe and listened to her movements.

Just an hour ago, the leader of the group of six lit a cigarette in front of her.

It was packaged in a blue and white cigarette case, and it was a slender lady's cigarette, because it didn't match his appearance, Lan Shuying remembered it clearly.

"...Tell my brother, who are you working for?"

The boss didn't know that when he asked this sentence, the smoke, his deliberately slow tone, his squinted eyes, and those two cold lights...all of the above did not add power to him, but made the god of death He was able to take advantage of this smoke to hide, and then used the sickle to bully him.

The time was almost up, Lan Shuying let out a breath, and played the next note of the death movement.

The boss wanted to shoot the little bastard right away, but his fingers gave up a second ago.

There is a saying that ten fingers connect to the heart, until he fell on his back clutching his numb heart, he suddenly remembered such a sentence strangely.

Isn't that so?

There is something wrong with the core, and what useful things do you expect these mindless subordinates to do?
The pistol escaped from the man's stiff fingers in mid-air, before it landed in time, Lan Shuying caught it.

She stuffed it into her pocket without any hassle.

The mouth opened and closed—the boss still wanted to talk.

Lan Shuying stepped on his heart.

As a charming villain, she felt that it was time to say something, like sarcasm, to make fun of his arrogance and ignorance.

But she felt that it was meaningless.

A loser is not worth her wasting time.

No matter what he wanted to say now, it was impossible to provide her with useful information.

"You will not be alone." Lan Shuying said softly.

Murderers are always killed.

The organization behind the group of six, since they dared to take action on Feng Wanwan's divine turtle jade, they might also take action on Du Xianjun. The information came in a sequence, and it was only a matter of time before they came to the door.

Also, the black boss who ruined Du Xianjun in the dream may also belong to this group.

They, sooner or later, will be sent down by her, this man will definitely not be alone.

Then, her foot stepped down heavily.

Completely dead.

Lan Shuying dragged the corpse into the room, tore off the defunct miniature listening device stuck to his back, crushed it, and put his belongings on the ground one by one, destroying the threatening ones directly, and keeping the useful things in his bag middle.

During this process, she found a palm-sized cyan animal head tattooed on the chest of the corpse, and a small Roman numeral in the lower right corner, representing three.

three?
Is this person's number in the organization?
Or is there three in a six like his?
It's a pity that no other clues were found. Lan Shuying carefully took a photo of the cyan animal head with her mobile phone. It would be best if she could find out who the other party was.

It's just changed from active to passive.

Lan Shuying knew that as long as she was Du Xianjun's identity for a day, someone would come to her on her own initiative.

She also has another guess: in the plot, it is very likely that the leak of the jade in the ancient tomb attracted the attention of those people to this county, and only then did Du Xianjun, a little fish who was originally outside the bureau, be found out. .

"Recently...the weather is fine."

Lan Shuying raised her chin while muttering to herself, her eyes seemed to penetrate the sky, looking for a high eye on the other side.

The answer was already in her heart.

Ever since she met the seriously injured Feng Wanwan tonight, she has been capturing the changes in the atmosphere between heaven and earth: Look, the heroine is injured, and I am here, ready to kill her at any time, isn't it... It's time to issue a rescue mission Woolen cloth?

Toffee was not there, so she used this clumsy method to sense it by herself, and the conclusion was: In this world, there is no eye of punishment.

Normally it shouldn't be like this.

But this reminded Lan Shuying of another thing.

On that trip back to the ruins countless years ago, a golden ball was floating on Nanming's shoulder - I heard from the former chief seat that the ball was the "Eye of Nanming", a top-level prop that only the Palace Master has the authority to Manipulate it.

It can divide into thousands of clones and send them to each small world to act as a supervisor, that is, the countless eyes of punishment.

Naturally, it can also recall those thousands of clones.

……

not there?That's the best.

Lan Shuying took out a few Gu worms from her pocket.

This is something she specially prepared for some people, and she has been raising materials since she got the first fund.

A seemingly relaxed and happy campus dungeon, but because of the family heirloom jade on the original owner, it has hidden murderous intentions.

Du Xianjun has no other support, which means that she not only has to practice martial arts quickly, but also has to be mentally prepared to kill people. Moreover, in this legal society, even if she kills the scum, she must have enough ability to do it for her. Take care of yourself.

On the surface, be a harmless academic master, but what kind of life should you choose in essence?Then it depends on how these people plan to treat her.

These few Gu worms don’t look good enough, nor are they as effective as the corpse worms carefully raised in the Kunnan Shengjiao General Altar—in this low-level plane with the background of modern civilization, materials are limited, and at most such Gu worms can only be bred. Gu worms.

If she is given more time and better herbs, they can grow to a higher level.

The Gu worms crawled in along the ears and nostrils of the corpse, and soon, strips of purple-red ecchymosis appeared on the surface of the corpse, and then a sour-smelling liquid oozes out—the value of the little guys lies in accelerating the decay of the corpse.

There are rules and restrictions in the low-level world, and top-level combat talents like Yehuo cannot be used. Otherwise, it would be easier to burn down the fire now, and there is no need to bother about it.

After dealing with this, Lan Shuying rushed to the school.

At four o'clock in the morning, before dawn, it seems to be quiet, but there may be one or two people who are keen on getting up early... In short, it is not a safe time period.

Afraid of what to come.

She had just jumped into the fence when she suddenly heard terrified screams from a nearby alley—the little man's body had been found.

The expert left in a hurry after killing the little man. He looked calm and meticulous in the surveillance, giving people the illusion that he had already got his things and was about to leave by train.

He cheated the group of six, but not her.

Lan Shuying just cooperated with his performance and magnified the illusion.

Experts did not clean up the murder scene. Now that the body is found, witnesses will definitely call the police, and the pool of water will be muddied even more.

She needs to find that turtle jade as soon as possible and get out.

(End of this chapter)