Fang Wuxian and Shui Gongbo hurriedly went to chase Song Liufeng, and when they arrived at the bar parking lot, they didn't see Song Liufeng, but they were surrounded by more than 20 young people.

"Damn, it's the medicine that this dead fat man poured into the master, and the harmful master opened four degrees, but he was tired to death. Kill them, brothers. ”

The person who shouted was a young man in his twenties, his face was pale, the door of his trousers had not been opened, and there was a lot of liquid like yogurt on the side. There were two girls in short skirts in the bar pretending to be scared, one left and one right wrapped their arms around the young man's arm, and quietly squeezed the plump on his chest to his arm, and was pushed aside impatiently by the young man: "Get out of here, the master ** is weak when he sees your three legs now." ”

The young man seemed to feel that his middle leg was a little itchy, reached out and rubbed it, and rubbed the white liquid on the girl's short skirt, and then laughed, quite a bit of Gao Yan's stupidity.

A group of young ruffians surrounded them with sticks, and Fang Wuxian was too lazy to talk nonsense, and glanced at Shui Gongbo. This power, which vaguely touched the threshold of the seventh-order life and death realm, slapped out of the air, and the wind rose flat and roared past. The ruffians were slapped and rolled all over the ground, trembling all over, only suspecting that they had encountered a super natural disaster, how could they have the courage to fight again.

Fang Wuxie grabbed his left hand in the air, and the pulling technique had already rolled up the disgusting young man, and he fell directly to the ground, stepped forward and stepped on his chest.

"I'll only ask once, and if I don't answer right, I'll kill you."

Fang Wuxie's voice was hoarse, his face was terrifying, and he could achieve unexpected results with a casual use of the soul dementoring technique.

This young man was poured too many exciting drugs before, and he fought with the second daughter to put out the fire, the front and rear sphincters were decadent and relaxed, and at this time, he was frightened by Fang Wuxie's soul dementorship, where could he still hold it, and for a while, the feces and urine flowed sideways, and he was disgusted to the extreme.

Fang Wuxie's nose is not easy to use, but within the scope covered by the power of divine consciousness, he can still sense the smell of incense, and for a while, he can't wait to step on this scumbag waste.

"Where did Song Liufeng go when he was tied up by you?" Fang Wuxian subconsciously covered his nose, his shriveled eyes were full of whites, and he wanted to see the young man to death.

"Song Liufeng? Who, who is Song Liufeng? The young man turned his head to look at the brothers who were rolling on the ground, and he wanted to die. It is said that Yanjing Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but in the past few years, he has been swaggering everywhere, and he has never encountered such a terrifying master!

"The woman you drugged at the bar?"

"You, you're talking about the little phoenix. Wasn't she taken away by that fat guy? ”

Fang Wuxie exerted force under his feet, and said viciously: "Don't talk nonsense, where are you hiding?" ”

"This uncle, I really don't know. I was drugged and almost didn't die on the belly of those two girls, and I just got up. ”

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Fang Wuxian kicked him away, grabbed another person casually, and asked one more side with soul magic, still the same answer, and then drove away with Shui Gongbo.

If it was according to the normal procedure, Fang Wuxian might contact Miao Xiaodao and ask him to locate Song Liufeng's mobile phone number and hack into the Skynet system to watch the video. But at this time, Fang Wuxie's identity is very unusual, he is Zhang Chunshan's guest, he made a phone call to tell him about the situation, and within three minutes, a message came: Song Liufeng did not go home, nor did she go back to school, and the last place where her mobile phone signal appeared was in the back alley of Communication University, and elite agents had been contacted to rush to the scene.

The mobile phone suddenly lost contact, and the person ran to a place that had nothing to do with it, which shows that Song Liufeng must have something wrong. Fang Wuxian suspected that Song Liufeng was the "potential" relative of his sister Ye Liuyun, how could he sit idly by and ignore it, and galloped away to Communication University in a hurry.

Turning into the intersection east of the Communication University, Fang Wuxian was the first to see the Grand Cherokee. He remembered clearly that this car was the culprit who overtook from the left side at dusk, causing the water wave to crash into Song Liufeng.

Further onto the edge of a small door, Song Liufeng's scooter from the 4S store was parked on the side. There were already plainclothes policemen waiting here, and after seeing Fang Wuxie's license plate, they took the initiative to come forward and identify themselves, and it was the person specially arranged by Zhang Lao.

The policeman said: "There are no signs of a fight in the car or nearby, and the surveillance saw that the missing person walked into the small alley, and it is very likely that he followed another woman to enter." The last two phone calls of the missing person were with his adoptive mother, and I don't know what you are going to do, so I haven't contacted his adoptive mother yet. I didn't send anyone into the alley, for fear of startling the snakes, but people had been quietly blocked at the intersection on all sides. ”

Fang Wuxian is a master who has handled cases with Detective Liu Zhenyuan, but he has to admit that this policeman is indeed an elite in the police world, and it will not take more than fifteen minutes for this person to come, but he basically figured out the situation and made more careful arrangements.

However, Fang Wuxian really didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to make sure that Song Liufeng was not in danger, and he didn't care about what was happening.

"This car can't be moved by others, and the Grand Cherokee with a military license plate, check the ownership immediately, I want to know all the information about that car."

The policeman proceeded to handle it, and Fang Wuxian and Shui Gongbo walked towards the dark alley.

If Fang Wuxie's nose was still as sharp as before, he would be able to determine a person's location at a distance of hundreds of meters or even kilometers. But after all, using the divine sense to sense the smell is limited by the coverage of the power of the divine sense. Although the power of his divine consciousness at this time had increased several times compared to the beginning, the range was only a hundred meters. By the time he and Shui Gongbo followed the "smell" and went around in a big circle to find a villa, more than twenty minutes had passed.

As soon as Fang Wuxie's divine sense swept away, he knew that the building was already empty. Shui Gongbo was just about to enter to look for clues, but was thrown more than ten meters away by Fang Wuxie's pulling technique. A flash of fire erupted from the villa like fireworks, followed by a deafening explosion.

Fang Wuxian shook off the water wave, and laid down layers of defense in front of him, but he was still pushed out by the shock wave of the explosion more than ten meters away, and only then did he stabilize his figure.

The whole villa has been blown to pieces, and it doesn't matter, the people who planted the bombs were very ruthless, and they put gasoline in the villa, and the fire was blazing, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daylight, and any clues would be burned to ashes.

The nearby villa was implicated in the explosion and was pitch black. Someone had already walked out of the house to see what was happening, and the sound of a fire alarm sounded in the distance.

Fang Wuxian and Shui Gongbo chased out of the community along the route where the "kidnapper" fled, but at least half an hour had passed, and the imperial capital was vast, and where could they find clues.

The two of them returned to the place where Song Liufeng parked, and in addition to the original policeman, there were actually three sturdy middle-aged people, and the aura was actually a fifth-order Gang Qi realm cultivator.

The two sides are arguing over the issue of inspecting the car.

When the policeman saw the two of them coming back, he hurriedly stepped forward and whispered: "The people of the Song family, sent by Song Huining, said that it was suddenly interrupted during the last call, so they sent someone to investigate." ”

At this time, the reputation of "dead wood" has not yet appeared, and his physical body has dried up, and his true qi is completely gone, let alone a cultivator, even ordinary people can feel it. Although Shui Gongbo looks like a fat boy, he is introverted and is definitely a master among the masters. The cultivator led by the Song family stepped forward and said to Shui Gongbo: "This fellow Daoist, in the lower Song Dynasty, it is the niece of the family who has lost contact, and I also ask the police to make it convenient, let us check this car." ”

Shui Gongbo smiled dryly and pulled the innocence below: "I still don't understand too much about what happened, you can discuss!" ”

Fang Wuxie's eyes closed slightly, as if he hadn't woken up: "If the person is lost, if you don't follow the clues immediately, what can you find in this car?" ”

Song Tian was a little confused about Fang Wuxie's "status", and arched his hand: "This police officer Shicai let people stop us, and then there was an explosion, presumably the clue has been broken." ”

"Presumably the things count?" Fang Wuxian said coldly: "The police will deal with this matter, you go back and wait for the letter." ”

Another cultivator of the Song family said angrily, "Who are you? Why do you care about our Song family's affairs. ”

"It's our niece who lost it, and we have the right to inspect her car." Another cultivator reached out and slapped the car door, and it was hard to come directly.

But his palm didn't slap on the car, but on a person's big belly, to be precise, on the thick protective qi outside the big belly. This cultivator who cultivated in the middle of the fifth order snorted, feeling that his hand was about to be broken, and he took five steps back, hitting the wall, and just knocked out a hole in the wall, so as to stabilize his body.

"I said, let you go, don't get in the way of official business here."

"Why?" Song Tian gritted his teeth and asked.

"You lied to me. You'd better pray that this is all about you, or you'll wash your neck and wait for me to kill you." As soon as Fang Wuxian thought of Song Liufeng's eyes, he felt that the somewhat rebellious girl was definitely inseparable from his sister Ye Liuyun, and he would never allow anyone to make a fuss about her.

Song Tian is not a person who has no eyesight, the three of them have almost the same cultivation, but they can't even break the protective qi of others with all their palms, and it is a joke to shake it hard with force, and this matter can't be mixed for the time being, so leave it to others to have a headache.

Seeing that the three members of the Song family left, Shui Gongbo scratched his head and asked, "It's a little unkind, right?" ”

Fang Wuxian pointed at his eyebrows: "You may not feel it, but then Song Tian is not in a hurry at all, their purpose is not to save people, maybe they want to destroy the evidence." ”

Shui Gongbo rubbed his fleshy eyebrows, and said with a wry smile: "Tai Xuanao, you are already close to a demon." ”

In fact, Fang Wuxian could feel the thoughts of Song Tian and the others, although it had the wonderful use of the power of divine sense, but it was more because of the skill of recognizing people that he had practiced over the years. But this kind of "skill of recognizing people" can only be understood, and it is difficult to say. It's not so much that it's not clear and makes people suspicious, it's better to push it directly to the power of divine consciousness and add to its own mystery.

"Is there any evidence in this car?" Mizukobo asked.

"There is no evidence, but there is a fur we gave her, senior brother, you take the things." Fang Wuxian looked at the policeman again.

The policeman was a thief with vision, and hurriedly said: "Your eyes are like torches, the purpose of the Song family is not pure, and they are not bent on saving people." The information about that car has been checked, there are a lot of relevant materials, I am asking people to sort it out, should I send it to you, or will you go to see it in person? ”