People in modern times receive text messages from the fairy world

Chapter 106 The bald head came to the door
"Can't ask again?"

Yang Shanshan asked with a puzzled look, "Why?"

She recalled the previous situation, and there was no major problem.

Should be able to ask a few more questions.

Even if you can't ask too much, you won't just leave after giving something.

Small talk is not a fault.

Huang Ge was walking on the way to leave school, his expression remained unchanged and he said:

"The other party is indeed a magician performed by Yecheng University, and he has at least two special items, which are most likely not one-off.

This led to his extraordinary strength and the ability to use higher abilities.

This is one of them.

Second, their husband and wife have been on guard against me from the very beginning, and they seem to have known that I would come to spy on the news, not that simple knowing.

Similar to a guilty conscience.

They have secrets on them, and they are afraid of being discovered by me. "

"Secret? What's the secret?" Yang Shanshan asked puzzled.

"I don't know, but it may have something to do with the principal of Yaluo School, and it's hard to say whether Principal Gu knows, but she definitely doesn't want the secret about the principal to be leaked." Huang Ge turned to look at Yang Shanshan, and said seriously:
"If you continue to ask, it's okay if you don't ask, but once you ask, you can guess the specifics.

Then we can't get out of that door.

So no more questions.

Ask more, there is a [-]% chance that we will stay in that room forever. "

Hearing this, Yang Shanshan broke out in a cold sweat.

It turned out to be so dangerous just now.

"That's enough. At least we can be sure that Yu Wende was not injured by Xu Jian." Huang Ge said.

Yang Shanshan nodded.

She didn't quite understand the logic of the manager's thinking, but she was usually right.

Just how long are you going to stay here?

Will the person who severely injured Yu Wende leave Yecheng?
in the afternoon.

Zheng Rong, who was practicing his skills at home, suddenly received a call.

"Mr. Zheng Rong?" It was a thick male voice.

"You are?" Zheng Rong asked with some vigilance.

"Did Lao Yang give you something? I'm Lao Yang's colleague, and I don't have the idea of ​​wanting that thing. I just need to make sure that I can arrange suitable people to come.

I don't know if I can meet with you?
You were not there last time I went to your house. " said the opposite.

Hearing this, Zheng Rong's pupils shrank.

The man her daughter saw.

For a moment he thought of the people and unknown things that Lao Yang said, and at the same time he thought of the camouflage boots that Xu Jian said.

This man is dangerous.

This is his conclusion.

But today is different.

He has certain strength and is qualified to meet with the other party.

After a lot of thoughts, he made a decision: "Okay, when do you want to meet, sir?"

"How is tonight?" asked the other side.

Zheng Rong readily agreed, but he chose the location.

It's still the same teahouse as before.

There weren't many people there, but they weren't too few. Once there was a conflict, he still had a chance to escape.

After confirming the time, Zheng Rong left a regular text message.

Meet tonight at seven, text message at seven twenty.

The content is: Please help Xu Jian, tell him that it was the teahouse he went to last time, and the camouflage boots appeared, immediately.

After arranging these, Zheng Rong began to return to his peak state.

The ability of an ascetic monk is to be hard, his body is hard, and his life is hard.

It should be much stronger than other immortal cultivators.

06:30 in the evening.

Xu Jian was still talking about today's events with his father, and according to his father's guess, the other party retreated.

It should have just happened to think of something reasonable and dangerous from the existing news.

So had to give up.

Although Xu Jian didn't know what the other party was thinking, it was good that they could live a stable life now.

Only at this moment, he suddenly felt a reaction in his credit knife ability.

About the third knife.

"What happened to Zheng Rong?"

Xu Jian was puzzled.

After hesitating for a moment, he made a call.

"What's the matter, Mr. Xu?" Zheng Rong quickly connected.

"Is Mr. Zheng free tonight?" Xu Jian asked.

"I'm free, but it's about eight o'clock. Are you in a hurry?" Zheng Rong asked politely.

"Then let's make an appointment at eight or nine o'clock." Xu Jian said with a smile.

After a few polite words on the other side, he hung up the phone.

"It seems that he is really busy." Xu Jian thought for a while and had some guesses.

The credit ability has been activated, which means that the situation has changed.

Probably something had found him.

And the other party deliberately did not inform.

"There was no such reaction in the last two times. It seems that this credit knife is considered a success."

Xu Jian sat at the dining table and continued to think.

"Zheng Rong is free at eight o'clock, which means that the things to be done are probably within this hour and a half."

"Once it's someone targeting knives, then an hour and a half is completely enough."

After hesitating for a while, Xu Jian planned to do something.

He activated the credit knife ability again, wanting to see the situation of the third knife.

After a while, he saw three pictures.

One, the tea house.

Second, the compartment.

Three, a blurred back.

The teahouse was the one he had been to before.

The car is the seventh car of the subway. I can't tell which car it is, but I can see that there is a movie advertisement on it, which seems to be an advertisement from a long time ago.

The fuzzy figure looks like a woman, but the others cannot be seen clearly.

"What exactly do you mean?"

"There was an accident in the teahouse, and you left in this carriage? Is it a woman?"

"What about the time?"

This one couldn't be seen, so after hesitating for a while, he decided to go to the subway to find this carriage first.

Since you want to start a business, you must investigate the market well.

Let customers understand that selling knives is also a delicate job.

Besides, he, who was once a juggler, will be ready to perform again.

"What are you thinking about?" Liu Yu asked curiously after coming out of the bathroom.

"Thinking about the plot." Xu Jian said subconsciously, and then he came to his senses and said:
"Think about Zheng Rong."

"What's wrong with him?" Liu Yu suddenly became interested: "I just said that this person's mentality is unstable? What did he do?"

Xu Jian stood up instead: "Walking while walking, I just happened to prepare some things."

"Ah?" Liu Yu was a little surprised.

How to say go and go.

"Help me block someone." Xu Jian said.

It's almost seven o'clock.

Zheng Rong came to the teahouse, sat in the reserved seat and began to wait.

He was a little apprehensive, but this was the only way to protect his interests.

What should be faced, must be faced after all.

He doesn't like to depend on others.

If you can solve it yourself, it is better to solve it yourself.

Not to be coerced by others.

Seven o'clock sharp.

Footsteps sounded behind him.

Turning around, I saw a man in a camouflage uniform walking in from the outside.

The moment you see the other person, your eyes will subconsciously focus on the other person's head.

This is a bald head.

Today he is also wearing camouflage boots.

This is the person Xu Jian told him to be careful, he can't be wrong.

"Mr. Zheng Rong." The bald man greeted with a smile.

He looked only in his early twenties, and there was a little kindness in his brows.

"You are?" Zheng Rong stood up and asked.

"Just call me Xiao Zhang." The bald Xiao Zhang smiled.

"Is it because of Lao Yang?" Zheng Rong asked.

"Yes, but not." The bald Xiao Zhang said with a smile:

"Old Yang stole something from a friend of mine, and my friend was very impatient when he couldn't find it, so he asked me for help.

Originally, I didn't want to help, but I saw you through him, so I think you must have something I want. "

Hearing this, Zheng Rong wanted to ask something else, but suddenly felt something behind him.

A kind of cold spread in the bottom of my heart.

(End of this chapter)