For the eighteenth mother of the house, she knows very well Zhou Yuzhi's careful thinking about using her strength. www.biquge.info She just had nowhere to go, and she seemed to be learning some techniques of tracking and cross-dressing, so she pretended to be moved by Zhou Yuzhi's tragic story.

That story should be true, Zhou Yuzhi's sister was killed by Zhou Jianjun.

But that's not the whole truth.

In the long time, the two of them must have met and fought each other more than once. Zhou Yuzhi once said that Zhou Jianjun also knew his appearance, and even if he was disguised, he would be recognized.

So Zhou Jianjun, what should be the reason why he gave himself this name, he knew that there was a person who wanted to kill him and avenge him surnamed Zhou.

The three crossed the power grid on the guardrail, hid in the community's surveillance cameras, and arrived in the courtyard of Yao Xiaofei's villa. There are no cameras here anymore. The defense of the security door and security window is useless to the Adept.

On the second floor, the lights were on, and Zhou Jianjun and Yao Xiaofei might have been playing in this small hall, and there was a loud TV.

It is now possible to enter from the bathroom window on the first floor, which is the shortest distance in a straight line. If you don't want to, you can also go in with a tree in front of the window of the nanny's room.

"Wait a minute, right?" Zhou Yuzhi suddenly hesitated, "It's only the first half of the night and the second half of the night." ”

Zhai Eighteen Niang didn't speak, she sent a text message to Zhou Yuzhi's mobile phone, and the three of them had turned their mobile phones to silent, and the three of them could see it in the group chat.

"Zhou Jianjun's ability, do you have any way to deal with it?"

"I have a way, but I can't say." Zhou Yuzhi wrote.

Wang Zhen and Zhai Eighteen Niang were both sitting behind the very neatly trimmed bushes, and Wang Zhen touched the hand of Zhai Eighteen Niang.

According to the understanding of the eighteenth mother of the house, Zhou Jianjun's ability should be a molecule of himself, so he can pass through the walls of buildings. Then when attacking him with a weapon, he must also use this method to prevent himself from being injured.

Zhai Eighteen Niang doesn't like to rely on others, only if she knows the method, she can increase some certainty. She sent a text message on her phone to the person who claimed to be the Body of Destruction, Aggie. Before he left, he gave the house eighteen niang the words with a small note.

"Aji, do you know Zhou Jianjun's weakness? I want to know how to capture him alive or catch him. ”

A few minutes later, Aggie texted back, "I know, but I don't want to say, it's too troublesome, there are too many words I don't want to write." ”

"Aji, I beg you to tell me, you see you've just written twenty words, and there are expressions. Or if you give me a hint, I'll guess. ”

Aji and Otaku Eighteen Niang played the game of texting each other, and now some people use their mobile phone numbers to bind QQ, WeChat and the like, and the smartphone will push his information this time, but the people who do the house Eighteen Niang will obviously not do this.

Although electronic devices are convenient, they will leave traces that can be recovered after deletion, and text messages and photos will be recorded. If you don't want to leave a trace, it's the oldest method, and paper and film are difficult to restore.

"Zhai Eighteen Niang, who are you chatting with?" Zhou Yuzhi said in the group chat.

"My new acquaintance." Zhai Eighteen Niang wrote, "This job is too tiring, you have to give me a raise." ”

Wang Zhen was a little tired, this time he stayed up late at night and didn't even have coffee. Although he was not tired from sitting on the ground, it was a little cold, and he involuntarily leaned back to the eighteenth mother. Zhai Eighteen Niang did not dodge, but held his hand.

The palms of the hands are still warm, does this mean that the body is very good and the qi and blood are vigorous? Wang Zhen thought dizzily.

I don't know how long it took, but the eighteenth lady of the house jumped up violently and shook Wang Zhen in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhen opened his eyes, yawned, saw the expression on the face of the eighteenth mother of the house, shivered very much, and was completely sober.

, indescribably excited, her eyes shining, frantically longing for something, her toothy smile was more "sincere" than her usual smile!

"Blood, fresh blood, a lot!"

The eighteenth mother of the house has not changed the eighteenth mother of the house.

But this terrifying excited smile only appeared on the face of the eighteenth lady for a moment, and she returned to her usual appearance.

"There's something going on inside."

The eighteenth mother of the house pulled Wang Zhen, regardless of Zhou Yuzhi's obstruction, or before Zhou Yuzhi understood what was going on, she used her ability to twist the lock of the anti-theft door and push the door in.

"Wang Zhen, where is Zhou Jianjun?" The eighteenth lady of the house asked eagerly.

Wang Zhen pointed in a direction, he just felt that the eighteenth mother of the house had forgotten that his true eye could not see through the obstacles.

The sounds in this villa, I don't know when it turned into music with a strange rhythm. Zhai Eighteen Niang went all the way to the place where the music was the largest, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and Zhou Yuzhi also followed.

Yao Xiaofei, she's dead.

She died at the dining table, her legs curled up on her knees on the table, supporting her body. She had spread wings on her back, the color of her skin, which was her back skin and muscular man, cut into the shape of wings, and used kebabs as the skeleton of the wings.

Her hands were stretched forward, in the form of a hand offering something, but what else did she have? Her chest cavity was empty, all the way to her abdomen, and the bloody stuff was pouring out.

Blood stained the entire tablecloth, dripping from the edges of the tablecloth.

Wang Zhen felt like he was screaming, but he couldn't hear his own voice. He felt his scalp tingle, and there seemed to be a rustling worm crawling all over his body!

The woman was looking at him? Why are there so empty eyes, so calm, and even a peaceful smile!

"Wow, wow, wow!" Someone dragged Wang Zhen's ear and yelled at him a few times.

Wang Zhen calmed down a little, and it seemed that the frightened soul returned to his body, and he found that he was indeed screaming, screaming worse than killing a pig, and his voice was hoarse.

But the next words of the eighteenth mother of the house made Wang Zhen's heart sink completely and became cold.

"It's just a dead person, you're screaming so loudly, it's too noisy." The eighteenth mother of the house kicked Wang Zhen out of the room irritably.

It's just that...... Is that all?

"Are you finally here?"

At the table sat the man, handsome, worried and charming eyes, tired and hoarse voice, sitting gentlemanly, eating a plate of cream cake with grace.

Bright red cream, red like his white shirt, wrapped in cream, the familiar shape of an object can be seen. Wang Zhen guessed what organ it was, but he stopped thinking about it, didn't want to think about it that way, and fled regardless of it.

Zhai Eighteen Niang looked behind her, she knew that this was not said to her, but to Zhou Yuzhi behind her. (To be continued.) )