Inside the car. [Full text reading.]

Jiang Ling continued to drive without noticing, while Han Dong frowned, staring at the urgent call for help on the martial arts world liaison.

The information for help is as follows:

Located in the basement of Hongjiu Road and Fengyang Square, there are several ghosts, and they urgently need the support of a warrior realm, and they are willing to pay 500,000 Chinese coins.

Fengyang Plaza?

Han Dong's eyes flashed with a deep groan, this name should be a commercial plaza, how can there be a basement, it should be an underground garage.

Secondly.

What are you doing in the basement?

"This message for help was transmitted through a liaison device, with a range of three kilometers. ”

"Moreover, having a martial arts world liaison device proves that the person seeking help is at least a martial arts practitioner of more than one grade...... Go, or not. ”

He groaned for two or three seconds.

Last time, Tan Li was severely injured by the white fox demon and fainted, and the demon borrowed the body of an ordinary person and used Tan Li's fingerprints to send messages, which was a profound experience that made Han Dong completely adapt to the world of martial arts.

Any recklessness is like death.

Because of this, there are some tasks that no one wants to take on at all.

"Hmm. ”

"Those goblins are located in a nearby plaza, and if they were allowed to run amok, they could kill at least hundreds of people, which is hundreds of lives. Han Dong made a decision in his heart.

He is not blindly kind, but has his own yardsticks.

Once as an ordinary person in society, how much he hoped that someone would help him overcome the difficulties in the memory of his previous life and avoid the occurrence of misfortune, but unfortunately there was no memory until the end.

Pushing himself and others, he didn't want to let the ghosts run rampant.

And in the world of martial arts, there are clear rules...... If you find traces of demons and monsters in the city, try to kill them as much as possible - martial arts practitioners enjoy privileges and naturally bear the corresponding responsibilities and obligations.

"Still. ”

"This task is not accepted for the time being. I first went to Fengyang Square to check the surrounding situation and prevent being trapped by ghosts. Otherwise, picking up the task means that it must be completed, and the cancellation process is more cumbersome. ”

At this moment, the contact interface changes.

There are two warrior realms to receive missions, and the state of asking for help has also changed from asking for help to rescue. This is an urgent call for help from the liaison, and anyone who sees martial arts practitioners will basically choose to help.

Buzzing.

The car sped down the street.

Just as Han Dong breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a building in front of him, which seemed to be under construction recently, and the outside was surrounded by aluminum panels covered with advertisements, about three meters high, separating the sidewalk from the building area.

The construction area is empty.

"That's Fengyang Square. ”

Jiang Ling was waiting for the red light, and said casually: "It is said that the construction party's capital flow has been broken, and the construction has been suspended." Back last month, there was no one inside. ”

"Oh?" Han Dong blinked.

He didn't expect that he happened to drive past this Fengyang Square, and instead of leaving directly, it was better to go in and check the situation.

Anyway, there is inspiration,

If there are too many ghosts, you can sense them in advance and leave immediately.

Although he does not refuse to save his life, it must be based on the premise of his own safety, because true goodness is responsible for oneself, not for the sake of false justice.

"Ahem. ”

Han Dong coughed and said, "Sister Ling, I suddenly thought of a friend nearby and planned to pay a visit." You should go back to school first. ”

Oh?

Jiang Ling, who was waiting for the red light, glanced at Han Dong suspiciously: "Your friend?"

"Yes, high school classmates. Han Dong looked serious.

"Okay, then don't get out of here, I'll drive to the side of the road. Jiang Ling nodded helplessly, drove to the edge of the intersection in front, and watched Han Dong get out of the car.

Boom.

The doors close.

Jiang Ling sighed softly: "I still want to ask him if he knows Lin Zekai." My pair of shops was sullen all day, but I had to give her the contact information for Lin Zekai as soon as possible. ”

"Forget it. ”

"Anyway, let's ask Han Dong first. ”

Thinking of this, her car stopped on the side of the road and sent two > to Han Dong In fact, she can ask at any time.

But Jiang Ling, under his father's words and deeds, was delicate and thought too much.

In the eyes of ordinary students, Lin Zekai is the strongest martial arts student this year, and Han Dong did not participate in the entrance training, Jiang Ling is worried that Han Dong and Lin Zekai may have disputes and contradictions.

Moreover.

Some martial arts students are arrogant, and they must be unwilling to let Lin Zekai win the first place...... If Han Dong was also one of them, she would easily cause Han Dong's dissatisfaction if she asked this.

"Alas. ”

"I just hope that such a rash inquiry will not disgust Han Dong. Jiang Ling glanced at the right rearview mirror rarely, but couldn't see Han Dong's figure, shook his head, and planned to continue to start the car.

Buzzing.

The phone fluttered.

Jiang Ling's eyes fell on the WeChat interface, a little surprised.

She stretched out her finger and clicked on a voice message that Han Dong replied in seconds: Sister Ling, I have sent your WeChat account to Lin Zekai, and he will contact you when he sees it. But don't tell Aunt Lin, I'm afraid that Aunt Lin will beat me.

Yes?

Is it so straightforward?

Could it be that Senior Brother Han Dong and Lin Zekai are good friends?

The car simply parked on the side of the road, about 100 meters away from the traffic light road, Jiang Ling was not in a hurry, he simply waited quietly, but he laughed in his heart.

"Aunt Lin...... My mom beat you?"

"You're a third-grade martial arts student, my mother can't beat you. And it's not that I want Lin Zekai's contact information, it's that I'm friendly to the shop. She was silent, but she felt a touch of affection in her heart.

Apparently.

Han Dong respects his mother Lin Qingmei.

Jiang Ling, who had just entered his sophomore year, stretched out his hands thoughtfully and put them on the steering wheel, originally thinking that Han Dong was an ordinary junior, but at this moment he had a little more familiarity.

After a while, the phone vibrates.

On the WeChat interface, a friend application appeared, which was Lin Zekai, a freshman student.

"Accepted. ”

Jiang Ling muttered.

Just became a friend, Lin Zekai immediately sent a WeChat message: "Hello, I'm Lin Zekai." Are you Brother Han's senior sister Jiang Ling?"

What the?

Such a low-profile tone?

Jiang Ling was startled, and his eyes were filled with suspicion.

Between the groans, she was even more curious about Han Dong, and let her father greet her warmly, so that Lin Zekai had such an attitude, what was going on?

fear

Han Dong's true identity is far beyond his imagination.

Suddenly.

Buzz!

The car shook violently!

Yes!

Jiang Ling exclaimed, and immediately stepped on his right foot to the bottom...... As a qualified female driver, although parked on the side of the road, she naturally forgot to change to a parking gear.

......

Inside Fengyang Square.

The bottom business, which was supposed to be in the construction stage, has been reduced to an empty shelved commercial area.

Occasionally, a hot wind blows, blowing light sand and dust, and also blowing through some construction equipment quietly placed in the square, rendering a quiet and deep atmosphere.

This is in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the streets outside.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong walked into the square where the foundation of the frame had been built, his heart was filled with solemnity, and his eyes flashed with sharp and calm. Rao is cool feeling on his face, and it can't make him let his guard down.

Life is not easy, how can you take risks at will.

If the inspiration does not perceive the specific number of ghosts, it is either an accident, or there is something wrong with the place, but a trap set by the ghosts.

Whether it was the former or the latter, he had to leave.

"To save lives, we must also do what we can. ”

"I hope you hold on a little longer, but don't get possessed by ghosts. Han Dong squinted his eyes, step by step, and gradually went deep into the square, and the power of condensation began to flow.

It's the right moment.

The square, which has not yet been fully built, is full of reinforced concrete pillars inside, the ground is pitted, and the air has a hint of coolness, which is completely different from the hot outside world, as if two worlds.

Be quiet.

Silent silence.

In recent days, no one has been interested in wandering around the place, and the messy stacks of wood, cement, and sand have added to the silence, like an isolated abandoned construction site.

There was a sound of footsteps, very slight.

Passing by a pile of sand more than half a meter high, passing a puddle of solidified cement, and stepping over the steel bars that fell to the ground at will, Han Dong's face became more and more solemn, and he glanced around.

All of a sudden—huh?

"Sensen chills!"

"Below, there's a goblin beneath me......! Two ...... Three! All three are ordinary ghosts!" Han Dong's eyes suddenly lit up, the corners of his mouth outlined a smile, and the strength of the condensing mist form began to work, and he was about to step out of his right foot when he took a step.

It's just a concrete floor, it's too light and thin.

With one step, you will be able to smash the ground!

This is an indisputable truth, as early as the second-grade time, Han Dong had the confidence to step on the cement floor alive, let alone himself now.

Hula!

The right foot had just been lifted and was about to fall, but it suddenly stopped, causing a burst of scattered air currents to blow away the sand and dust on the ground.

"No, I can't. ”

"This is an urban area, and when I step on it, I think it will cause a strong earthquake. ”

Han Dong secretly smacked his tongue, sensed it carefully, and then looked around like an eagle's eyes, looking for a passage to the basement.

As a matter of fact.

Even in the high-level martial artist realm, it is difficult to smash the concrete floor, but Han Dong is different, maybe the nature of his strength is not as good as his internal strength, but his pure strength is extremely terrifying.

"Found it!"

Han Dong's eyes lit up, and he ran in two or three steps like a bird, jumping towards the iron gate leading to the underground.

Meanwhile.

He had some insight into why the world of martial arts valued inspiration so much.

This is a perceptual ability outside the system of the three realms of martial arts, which can make martial arts practitioners alert in advance and avoid ambushes, coupled with the premise that consciousness is indestructible, so that the inspiration Gaishi has a stronger survivability than the Gaishi of the magic of the gods.

For example, right now.

Han Dong can be sure that there are only three ghosts below.

......

Basement.

To be precise, it's actually an underground garage.

There are two floors here, each with a large area, and the messy piles of sand and cement are randomly piled on the ground, which looks scattered.

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

In the eerie darkness, there were three rapid gasping sounds, revealing a sense of horror and adding to the terrifying atmosphere.

Fortunately.

There were two or three searchlights, hung from a concrete pillar in the distance, barely providing some dim light for them to see each other.

"What should I do?"

A beautiful woman with light makeup, melon seed face, cherry mouth, delicate appearance, those eyelid eyes with unparalleled horror, Chu Chu pitifully shrank behind the cement pillar.

She couldn't imagine it.

Are you having a nightmare?

In this world of the Internet age, there are really ghosts!

"Xiaoqian, don't worry, I'll get you out. A burly boy clenched his teeth, his eyes revealing unwavering emotion.

"Eun, I believe in you. The girl said in a trembling voice.

She blinked her eyelashes and leaned back against the boy, her delicate body trembling, her rosy lips pursed tightly.

This boy is Ma Xu, a martial arts student at Jiangnan University of Finance and Economics.

He has just entered his junior year, and he is already in the lower martial arts realm, but he has also performed two or three missions, dealing with demons and monsters, and is quite experienced.

But the ghosts lurking here are too terrifying.

According to his estimates, I am afraid that he has already initially developed spiritual intelligence, although it cannot reach the point of having spiritual intelligence, but it is definitely not something that the lower martial artist realm can deal with.

"It's fine. ”

"I've called for help urgently, hold on a little longer. Ma Xu felt the hot and delicate body, glanced at the roommate on the other side, and whispered.

No way.

He had to call for help, he had to be saved.

Who makes the boy on the right his good brother? Who makes the girl on the left his goddess who falls in love with him day and night?

though

They are a couple.