At six o'clock in the morning, on the nineteenth floor of the unfinished building, the two walked out of the corridor, and a glimmer of light in the early morning came in through the black veil.

At Wen Cheng's feet is the dusty gold signboard of the "Yuantuo Building", the empty top floor, in the middle is a mottled black Taipan desk, on the table is a yellowed host computer and four pieces of display screen, behind the desk is a leather upturned and moldy Taipan chair, there is a folding bed, tissue paper, dirty clothes spilled on the ground, in the corner is a blackened toilet, and the building smells of rancid.

Sitting in the chair was a young man with a thin yellow face and sunken eyes, black-rimmed glasses, grease stains on his beard, dusty hair, a black-and-white corduroy plaid shirt, ripped jeans, and yellowed sneakers on his feet.

"You two, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man stood up with a sneer and walked out from behind the table, making a hoarse voice.

"I've been looking for you for a long time." Liu Zhen wrapped his arms around him, "Zhang Ruihai."

It seems to be the same as his own inference, Wen Cheng was silent, showing a hint of a smile, and Liu Zhen turned around and winked mischievously at him.

"I didn't expect the investigation to be quite sufficient." The man snorted and slipped his hand into his pants pocket.

"That's nature," Ryu Zhen winked at Wen Cheng and turned back with a slight smile, "I wonder what secret is hidden in this building, I have to start over and over again, until some idiot finds out that there are humans on the top floor." She continued, "The only person who can remember this building is Zhang Hanjiang's only son who is in college."

"What? Am I doing my own thing in my own inheritance, and what is in your way?" Zhang Ruihai pushed his glasses, stretched out his right hand, and unbuttoned the lower two buttons of his shirt with his left hand and put it into his arms.

"Where did the technology come from?" Liu Zhen asked with a wave of his hand at the tip of his nose.

"You're thinking too much, magician." He said, "I never stole it, it was given to me by someone else."

"Oh?" Liu Zhen let out a fierce voice, "Who is it?!"

"It's naïve," Zhang Ruihai said, "do you think I'm going to tell you the truth?"

There was a piercing roar outside the building, and Wen Cheng looked over, it was the pale white tail lines rolled up by a military plane, and he whispered to Liu Zhen, "It seems that the military is going to bomb in advance." Liu Zhen nodded and continued to ask the man, "I don't have time to play dumb riddles with you, since I am so hard-mouthed, I will let you taste the bitterness."

"Focus Follows!" Liu Zhen's eyes burst into red light.

The man suddenly turned into a black shadow, and after several red fire balls exploded in the air, the black shadow condensed back into a human form.

No way! Wen Cheng's eyes widened, the black shadow in front of him was clearly not human, he looked at Liu Zhen, Liu Zhen frowned and said nothing.

"What's strange?" Zhang Ruihai said, "This is just a gift that he gave me."

"I can't imagine that you, who don't have magical qualifications, can actually do such a trick, if it is a black void thing, you must have sold yourself to the Demon King." Liu Zhen said calmly, and moved closer to Wen Cheng, "This is a dark spell."

Wen Cheng nodded and asked, "Is there a way to crack it?" Ryu Zhen replied, "Both local attacks and physical attacks are ineffective, only a single flame burns out the black shadow." Then she took a few steps forward and reached out to protect the boy.

"Sell to the Demon King?!" Zhang Ruihai was furious, "Do you know how far my dad was forced by those guys?! He was drinking soup in the hospital bed, and they knocked over the soup bowl, and he was going to the bathroom, and they were punching and kicking in it, slapping my dad in front of my mother, and they kept slapping ......."

Liu Zhen was silent, Wen Cheng sighed, Zhang Ruihai clenched his right fist and continued, "They took my dad to the hotel and tied him up, and then ...... my mother in front of him", he choked up and said, "When I came home, the walls were already empty, and the red paint on the walls did you know what was written? Die! Die! It's all death!!" He smiled wryly and said, "My mom is wearing a red dress and floating in the center......

With that, he staggered to remove his glasses, wiped his eyes with his oil-stained sleeves, and pointed out with trembling hands, "I want them dead!" I want them all dead!"

Liu Zhen turned his face away and was silent.

Wen Cheng stood up, pointed downstairs and said, "Even if that's the case, those innocent people don't have any ill will towards you."

"Innocent?!" Zhang Ruihai's face suddenly turned hideous, "Who else is innocent in this world? When my dad had an accident, where did the relatives who usually received his favors go? Where have your friends gone?"

"It's normal to suffer setbacks," Wen Cheng endured the stinging pain in his heart, and then calmly lowered his hand, "As the heir, you should endure the humiliation even more."

"What qualifications do you have?!" Zhang Ruihai said angrily.

"I'm not qualified to judge you, but I know what I can endure for." Wen Cheng replied indifferently, and smiled at Liu Zhen again, but Liu Zhen avoided his gaze.

Zhang Ruihai suddenly laughed wildly, "It's really ridiculous, it's not ashamed to say that he is dying yet, it seems that he is a naïve guy!" Immediately, black flames erupted in his eyes.

"Whoosh!" Zhang Ruihai's arm turned into a long black shadow and stabbed straight over.

"Damn!" Ryu Zhen was furious, "Third Sequence!"

Thin mana crystals swayed in the air, but the black shadow passed through it in defiance and went straight to the girl's throat!

If there's one thing to prove, it's now!

Wen Cheng strode in front of Liu Zhen and called out a silver disc from the last unit of the circuit, and in an instant, the root of the disc was connected to the boy's circuit, emitting a colorful white light.

With a whoosh, the wind swept by, and the black shadow rushed into the disc, and the remaining part was connected to Zhang Ruihai's shoulder, as if it was glued to an eraser.

"What is this?" Zhang Ruihai was shocked, "Pot lid?!"

"Yes......" Wen Cheng smiled bitterly, "I originally thought that it would be used as a hindsight to block the mechanical dog, but I didn't expect it to be useful to your black shadow."

"Stupid, when are you ......" Liu Zhen just came back to his senses, suddenly blushed, and obediently hid behind Wen Cheng and remained silent.

"When Su Meng taught me spatial defense, I wondered if there was another unit that could be used," Wen Cheng smiled back, "And the pot lid is directly connected to my circuit, so I guess the duration will be much better."

He looked at the lenses, and the circuit quickly fell from 50% to 40%, and in just a dozen seconds, it fell by 10%! Although the consumption comes from calling and connecting, the grasp of maintaining the light pattern is not very large.

Wen Cheng hid the last trace of displeasure, suppressed the pain around him, and said with a calm smile, "Zhang Ruihai, the space of this pot lid is one-way, your hand can no longer be withdrawn, now there are only two choices, either break your hand, or obediently get into the pot lid, and then turn into a burning man in the sky."

"I can't take your turn to laugh!" Zhang Ruihai shouted, his neck was red, he slammed off the black shadow of his arm, his shoulder squirted red and black mixed juice, his face was hideous, and he let out a painful scream.

Wen Cheng was stunned, Zhang Ruihai took out the pistol in his arms with his left hand, quickly pulled down the hammer, and fired ten shots at Wen Cheng with a "bang, bang".

Wen Cheng quickly lifted the lid of the pot, a few bullets grazed, a few were absorbed by the lid of the pot, and one shot pierced Wen Cheng's right shoulder bone. A blood-red flower bloomed in the air, Wen Cheng took out the light pattern gun with his right hand in pain, and pulled the trigger hard, but found that Ziyuan was empty, making a gurgling and dumb sound, and the light pattern of the pot lid dissipated.

The pain hit again like a tide, both inside and outside the body were subjected to countless cuts and hammers, the biggest pain still came from the heart, he covered his heart and tried to open his eyes, and found that Zhang Ruihai took out another pistol from under the table on the side, pulled down the hammer, and the flames of the muzzle gushed out.

A red figure appeared in front of him.