Slay the God: Sign in to Thunder General at the beginning

"Captain, I'm afraid I can't go to the office tomorrow. I'll take a day off to go home."

When Chen Muye heard Liu Lang say he couldn't come to the office tomorrow, he thought he would be late for his first day at work, but it turned out to be this.

This is indeed necessary to say, "Well, it's so urgent, don't you plan to wait a few more days?"

"No, I've thought about it, it doesn't matter if it's early or late." Liu Lang didn't care about early or late, but his most important purpose this time was to sign in at Lin Qiye's house.

The first time he signed in, he was directly given a thunder and lightning general. The second time, he couldn't be given a 84-year-old soda, right?

Chen Muye thought of Liu Lang's background, and thought about it and felt that it was the case, so he said: "Then you know how to tell your parents?"

After knowing Liu Lang's identity, Chen Muye had already checked Liu Lang's identity and background clearly. Except for a god agent master who came from nowhere, he had almost all the information from childhood to adulthood.

"Yes, I know.

Just say that I submitted an application for new recruits and will join the army... Senior Wen Qimo has told me everything and has given me the official documents."

"It's good that you know. If you need anything, call Wen Qimo and let him arrange it for you."

"Okay, thank you, Captain."

"What are you thanking me for? We will be teammates in the future and we are all family." Chen Muye said with a smile: "Okay, I have something to do here now, so I'll hang up first."

"Yes."

Chen Muye hung up the phone, and then asked Wu Xiangnan beside him with a serious face: "Tell me? Where did you find the trace of the Ghost Face King?"

Wu Xiangnan pointed to the map of Cangnan City spread out on the table and said solemnly "Some citizens found a corpse that was gnawed to the point of only bones on a small road not far from the suburbs outside the North City. It was injured and injured its own essence and fled. It urgently needs to eat people to replenish its energy... This may not be the last one."

"The nearest city to Cangnan City is 10 kilometers away. Even if it eats a person, it will not recover its strength. It is impossible to cross such a long distance."

Hongying hurriedly asked, "So... will it continue to return to Cangnan City?"

"Yes, after discovering this situation, we have banned citizens from going to places with few people, but the ghost-faced man will sooner or later come out again...

When the time comes..." Wu Xiangnan frowned when he said this.

Chen Muye frowned slightly, "Continue to strengthen the search of the sewers connecting the suburbs of the North City! The ghost-faced man likes to drill into the sewers. It was injured by me and escaped from the sewers by injuring its own essence. It is very likely that it is still in this sewer."

Hearing Chen Muye's guess, Wu Xiangnan quickly checked whether there were any sewers around the body.

"Captain, there is a sewer 50 meters away from the body that was found, and it is connected to the sewer in the suburbs of the northern city!" Wu Xiangnan said excitedly.

"Send someone to continue searching along this sewer immediately. We must not let the other party escape this time!" Chen Muye's eyes flashed with cold light, and he immediately ordered.

"Received!"

"By the way, there is one more thing." Chen Muye turned his head and looked at Hongying, "Where is Lao Zhao! Why can't I see him?"

Hongying replied, "Lao Zhao went to find the agent of the Seraphim."

"Call him first and tell him about this matter. Let him pay attention." Chen Muye ordered, and then looked at Wu Xiangnan, "The agent of the Seraphim was let go by you? What do you have to say?"

Wu Xiangnan...

At this time, Zhao Kongcheng's phone was connected, and Hongying was telling him about the content of the meeting just now.

Wu Xiangnan hurried over, snatched the hand puppet and said to Zhao Kongcheng: "Old Zhao, you must bring back the agent of the Seraphim. His potential is too great and must not fall into the hands of the Ancient God Church! In a sense, the importance and priority of this matter is higher than the elimination of the Ghost Face King!"

Wu Xiangnan seemed to see a bed with a pink curtain and something with the words "couple hotel" written behind Zhao Kongcheng, but this scene only flashed by.

But he didn't think much about it, just thought he saw it wrong.

Zhao Kongcheng remembered the emblem he put in Lin Qiye's pocket, and said confidently: "Leave this to me, I will definitely bring that kid back personally!"

When the phone hung up, Zhao Kongcheng showed a confident smile on his face.

Little ghost, can I still deal with you?

Lin Qiye returned home, closed the door, lay on his back on the bed, and sighed.

After resting for a while, when he took off his clothes, a emblem that was a circle bigger than a coin fell off.

Lin Qiye fiddled with the emblem and saw thisThe three small characters under the interlaced pattern of two straight knives on the emblem - "Zhao Kongcheng".

I immediately understood something and turned the emblem over. On the back, there were a few lines of small characters engraved.

"If the dark night finally comes,

I will stand in front of tens of thousands of people,

draw my sword to the abyss,

and stain the sky with blood!"

"What a courage..." Lin Qiye murmured.

***

"What can't you say directly? Why make it so formal?" Liu Sisi looked at Liu Lang, who was sitting opposite the dining table, with a strange look on her face, wondering if it was an illusion.

She felt that Liu Lang across from her was a little strange. Although she often ignored him because of her work, she had everything that other children should have.

Even because of her divorce, she never hesitated to give Liu Lang pocket money. As long as he asked, she would give it and never asked anything.

This situation became worse after he moved into her house after the high school entrance exam. After all, Liu Lang has always been a good kid in her eyes...

He never cried or made a fuss since he was a child, and his academic performance was also very good.

He was the "other people's child" in the eyes of others. Her colleagues in the same department envied her for having such a sensible child.

But...what's going on today?