I only have passive skills, so I'm extremely cautious

The next day.

In the Beicheng District of Linglong City, there is a five-story ancient-style attic, which is grand and full of charm. There are three gilded characters "Mingqihui" on the plaque.

Zhang Ming stayed up all night, and none of the people he sent came back. Even his cell phone was not answered, and he was not in the service area.

The obvious answer is that they were either dead or tied up.

The former is more likely!

There were two big dark circles on his square face. Zhang Ming felt like his blood was surging to the point of bursting, and he smashed several tables.

"Jia Zhengqi, Jia Zhengqi, it seems that I underestimated you!" Zhang Ming paced back and forth, feeling angry but also filled with fear and happiness. Fortunately, he did not go there in person last night.

Bang——

The office door was slammed open, and a strong old man strode in with a sullen look on his face.

"Where are the people you sent out last night! Call me back!" The old man slapped Zhang Ming on the face, "Zheng Qi has already given in to that point, what else do you want? You have to remember, Ming How much effort he has put into bringing Qihui to this day!”

Zhang Ming clenched his fists again and again, gritting his teeth, "You have always thought that I am not as good as him in casting spiritual weapons. I can tolerate it. You have always been partial and gave him everything good. I have tolerated it too. But why did you do it in the first place? Play matchmaker for him! You clearly know that I like her! Who is your son between me and him?"

The old man's aura slumped a bit, "That girl has no intention of you and has deep feelings for Zheng Qi. You can't force her. But the matter has come to this, do you really want to kill them all?"

Zhang Ming remained silent, his eyes becoming more and more stern, until the old man sighed and left, then he crushed the ragdoll cat in the cage to death with one palm, "No matter who it is, you must die if you stop me!"

…

Quietly, a month passed by, and the Mingqi Association seemed to have calmed down.

The tightly closed curtains opened a small gap, and Chen Zhong used a telescope to investigate the surrounding situation.

Behind her, Jia Shuangshuang carefully browsed the surveillance video from last night over and over again. Her face was no longer gloomy and hopeless, but had a calm temperament that was somewhat similar to Chen Zhong.

Chen Zhong was really worried. He was afraid that the other jungler would squat Jia Shuangshuang, so he asked her to move over half a month ago. Of course the bed was his. Jia Shuangshuang had been lying on the floor for more than ten days.

"Now I can confirm that the hand cake owner across the street, the intermediaries who distributed the flyers, and the anchors of the outdoor live broadcast were all arranged by Zhang Ming." Chen Zhong said, "Tell me the reason."

Jia Shuangshuang came closer, observed for a while, and then hesitated and said, "The hand-bake owner's skills are very poor, and he doesn't prepare many ingredients. He only had one or two customers in the past few days and hasn't changed places. He always looks towards the community. door."

"Are they the real estate agents who hand out flyers? They have too few flyers in their hands and hardly hand them out. They are just pretending. They mainly wander around but never leave the street. They raise their heads to answer the phone when they disagree."

"Those so-called anchors are even more obvious. They all point their mobile phones at our location and monitor us openly."

As the saying goes, those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are dark. In just one month, Jia Shuangshuang also felt that she was suffering from delusions of being persecuted. She was nervous all day long. It seemed that even the wind blowing from the northwest was carrying the unknown. Killing intent!

Chen Zhong suddenly opened the curtain halfway, stretched out, and asked, "There is another place, have you discovered it?"

Jia Shuangshuang was startled, "What are you doing?"

Chen Zhong smiled and shook his head, "After holding it in for a month, it's time to let them see my true face... Come over here."

The two of them were lying on the window sill, one was calm and the other was looking around blankly.

"Did you see that construction site over there?" Chen Zhong pointed to an open area 800 meters away.

"Um."

"Did you see that tower crane?" Chen Zhong said again, "The driver above is the main force monitoring the tower 24 hours a day. He is condescending and has the right angle. He has a professional-grade telescope set up because he likes to look up at the sky. "

Jia Shuangshuang was not in the mood to care about this at this time, and grabbed Chen Zhong back, humming softly and seriously, "Why do you want to expose yourself suddenly? Don't you know that this will double your risk level!"

Chen Zhong sat back on the sofa, picked up the plump big orange, and said jokingly, "Are we going to stay at home forever? A yellow-haired girl and a yellow-haired fat cat are too boring, right?"

Chen Zhong once considered that it was not impossible for him to practice at home until he reached the full level before going out to explore, but the reality was not that beautiful, and it was not a web game with levels one to one hundred. Not to mention anything else, the special items needed to advance to the mid- to late-stage realms are a problem.

Chen Zhong still can't figure out the random awakening mechanism of key passive skills. There are neither so-called system tasks nor any hints. He doesn't go out to practice and do something cautiously to trigger the awakening. Is it possible that he really has to stay at home and achieve the goal? Unlock the achievement of one hundred and eight postures?

It's true that caution is a good quality, but staying at home eating and waiting to die is not Chen Zhong's goal.

Moreover, several superimposed fifth-grade spiritual formations may find it difficult to find opponents in the lower realm, but who would have expected that enemies from the upper realm would not come looking for them?

Will the three empires get out of control and fight?

Will the Demon Cave suddenly erupt?

Will Blue Star be invaded by aliens?

Will there be some demons sleeping deep in the universe, and when they wake up, the world will be destroyed?

He's not a prophetic emperor, he's just a normal person who is prepared for danger in times of peace!

So from the overall perspective, I must become a strong man who is not afraid of anything. Only a cautious strong man can be called "Gou Di"!

Chen Zhong paused, "And do you think I have been going out every day for exercise in the past month? Everything is ready, it's time to close the net!"

"Ah?" Jia Shuangshuang's expression changed, "Are you ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready." Chen Zhong simply changed his clothes, "Don't leave my house before I come back. Daju will accompany you to watch TV. Don't cry all the time. Think of something happy. If you can't help it, just read a hundred thousand jokes."

This girl, the crying voice is not loud, gentle, but the water flow can't be stopped. Two pillowcases are wet in just half a month!

I can't bear it!

...

After Chen Zhong went out, he didn't go downstairs immediately, but went to the rooftop and hid in the corner to observe secretly.

After waiting for the spies to take out their phones and report the information, he went down slowly, shopping in the supermarket as usual, and then walked towards the remote area in the direction of the construction site.

The pancake stall was quickly removed, half of the people handing out flyers disappeared, and the anchors also left one after another, leaving only a few people standing there.

The sky became darker, the road became more remote, and there were fewer and fewer people.

Of course, the number of followers has been increasing, and he has been surrounded. He quickened his pace and ran away.

After chasing each other, Chen Zhong arrived in an unfamiliar environment in a panic, with his back against the barren mountain and abandoned self-built houses around him.

He stood still with a little urgency, looking around at the figures that appeared one by one, "Are they coming out in full force?"

There were nearly twenty people, all of whom were spiritual warriors. According to perception, one person was at the ninth level of the spiritual body realm, two were at the eighth level, and the rest were at the lowest level of the spiritual body realm!

They were all guest officials hired by the Mingqi Club with spiritual stones, spiritual tools and high money.

"Zhang Ming, the shady guy, isn't going to show up again?" Chen Zhong had already memorized Zhang Ming's photo.

Let's start!

More than a dozen people rushed down from all directions, wielding cold lights, and every move was deadly.

All kinds of spiritual skills were released at once. Chen Zhong was at ease at the beginning, but then gradually became weak. He relied entirely on the Xuanwu body and the Shenxing escape. In front of the enemy's various spiritual skills, his own normal attack was really a bit dirty.

However, he could grind, practice while fighting, and had sufficient reserves.

The battle lasted for more than 20 minutes, the ground was bright red, and wailing was everywhere!

Including the ninth level of the spiritual body, there were still six people who retained their combat power.

"Puff! Am I going to die here today?" Chen Zhong roared sadly, "No, I want to go back! I want to protect Shuangshuang!"

Chen Zhong was covered with wounds, his face was pale, and his spiritual power was fluctuating. It was obvious that he was at the end of his strength. He even ran out of strength to move his legs, but he still insisted on moving his feet. This was an unwilling desire to survive.

In order to act realistically, he also bumped into other people's blades intimately, fearing that he would escape too fast and be unscathed in the battle.

This is the self-cultivation of an actor!

You have no way to escape!

All this was seen by Zhang Ming. He stood on the top floor of an abandoned building not far away, and a fierce and resentful expression kept appearing on his face.

"Drawing the snake out of the hole? Ha! Don't you really understand what it means to be outnumbered?"

"You are very strong, but you are also too conceited! As long as you die, no one can protect Jia Zhengqi's family!"

Kneeling on the ground, Chen Zhong caught a glimpse of a figure quickly approaching in his peripheral vision, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

Sure enough, people whose minds are overwhelmed by anger and hatred will have a more or less confused IQ.