Chapter 142: Son of the Ancient Evil God!
Wang Hao got up from the hotel and watched the news while eating breakfast in the hall.
"Damn, twenty more people died in a bar last night, but all twenty of them died of drug overdoses. Wang Hao looked at the news playing on the big screen and said.
Twenty people died this time, but they all died of drug overdose, as if they had nothing to do with the three hundred people who died of myocardial infarction, but Wang Hao always felt weird.
On this day, Wang Hao asked Tang Ya to stay in the hotel and go to Jinling City to wander around, maybe he could find any clues.
In Longhu Street, Wang Hao found an acquaintance, Ji Xian'er.
This Ji Xian'er was angry when she saw Wang Hao, last time she spent a lot of money to make her body completely repair those cells damaged by the rays.
Ji Xian'er really wanted to slap Wang Hao, but since she remembered Tang Ya's warning last time, she didn't dare to do anything.
Ji Xian'er stepped on a pair of leather sandals, hot pants on her lower body, a white cool shirt on top, and a straw hat on her head, and the whole person looked very cool.
"Ji Xian'er, what are you doing here?" Wang Hao asked, he didn't believe that it was a coincidence that he met Ji Xian'er in Jinling.
Ji Xian'er clenched her fists and said, "You should also be here to investigate the case of myocardial infarction, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I came to participate in the trial of the dragon group this time?"
Although Wang Hao didn't know much about the upper class of Chinese society, he felt that it shouldn't be difficult for Ji Xian'er to join the Dragon Group? After all, Li Jun was her cousin.
Probably sensing Wang Hao's doubtful look, Ji Xian'er said directly: "My cousin said that anyone who cracks this case can watch the Daotu once. ”
The night when Wang Hao's memory returned to the valley, Li Jun said without changing his face, I don't even know what Daotu is.
"What is Daotu?" asked Wang Hao.
Ji Xian'er wanted to speak, but she closed her mouth again, in fact, she didn't know what the Dao Diagram was, because anyone who had seen the Dao Diagram always saw a different picture in the Dao Diagram.
"Back then, the dementor master Luo Fu, the music master Xile, the Iron Curtain master Jill, the iron-blooded general Slin, the grandmaster Sun Shan, and the Xuanshi Ye Xuan, all had seen the Dao map, and said that now the six heavenly kings of China, four of them were born in the dragon group, and they all had the Dao Diagram, that is to say, the Dao Diagram had the opportunity to become a world-class master, and it was rumored that the Dao Diagram was drawn by the ancient gods who felt the Dao. Ji Xian'er said.
Ancient things are all good things, and after Ji Xian'er's explanation, Wang Hao became enthusiastic about this mission.
"How is this diagram in the hands of the dragon group now?" Wang Hao asked.
Ji Xian'er said calmly, "It was Li Jun's master who snatched it back from abroad. ”
Do you want to do this?
Seeing Wang Hao's shocked look, Ji Xian'er said: "When foreign countries invaded my country, they robbed a lot of things. The world is still that world, but my Huaxia is no longer the original Huaxia. ”
Wang Hao approached Ji Xian'er and said, "Then did you find any clues?"
Speaking of this, Ji Xian'er was like a deflated balloon, and said dejectedly, "No." ”
Wang Hao went around Jinling City for a day, and he used some low-level authority of the Dragon Group to learn some things from the police station, and the dead have a stain on their lives.
For example, the middle-aged woman was because of a scammer, and the teacher was because of a WX student.
At night, he returned to the hotel and slept with Tang Ya after the clouds and rain, and the next morning, Wang Hao heard a message again.
In the fireworks alley, there are twenty beautiful women who die of various diseases!
At this time, Wang Hao was sure that the deaths of those people were very likely to be related to Fang Xie, no matter what, catch Fang Xie first.
Wang Hao found Ji Xian'er and told her about the tracking, the person who can spread the disease is definitely not a simple person, Wang Hao dare not be careless.
That night, when Wang Hao was about to have a bedtime exercise with Tang Ya, a dark little Lori wearing black silk suddenly appeared in the room, fortunately, Wang Hao and Tang Ya were wearing pajamas.
This dark little Lori's eyes were extremely deep, and there was black qi around her body, floating in the air, "Wang Hao, that Fang Evil is a person from my underworld, and those people who died in Jinling are all related to him, remember not to provoke him, I will send someone to help you." ”
After saying this, the dark little Lori left.
Wang Hao was overjoyed in his heart, with the help of the underworld, he thought that things would be very easy.
The next day, Wang Hao was shocked, isn't there anyone in the underworld? Can't he send someone like Murong Fu?
"Brother Hao, we meet again. Qian Dazhi and Li Xiaoer greeted Wang Hao.
Seeing Qian Dazhi and Li Xiaoer, Wang Hao almost squirted the breakfast in his mouth.
Tang Ya wiped the porridge at the corner of Wang Hao's mouth with a tissue, Wang Hao remained calm and said, "Since you were sent here, then that Fang Xie shouldn't be very strong." ”
Qian Dazhi's words almost made Wang Hao choke himself to death.
"That Fang Xie is the son of an ancient evil god. Qian Dazhi said lightly.
"What!" Wang Hao slapped the table and shouted loudly, and the entire restaurant looked at him.