Waisha City Port Terminal.

Late at night, three o'clock sharp.

Chen Hang led a group of henchmen and walked quickly along the dock.

They were dressed in black formal suits, and guards stood faintly around them, guarding them.

Chen Hang is nearly fifty years old, with a bald head and a strong body, but his energy is not as vigorous as when he was young.

At this time, his face was calm, and the wrinkles on his face continued to tremble slightly with his steps. The expression was even more faintly gloomy.

The group walked to the right side of the dock, stopped in front of a medium-sized silver yacht docked, and then rushed onto the boat.

Woo...

The yacht started, and a large white wave surged behind it, slowly turning and heading into the distance.

In the middle of the night, the sea breeze howls and the black clouds roll in the night sky, gloomy and oppressive.

Chen Hang stood at the bow of the boat, squinting and looking straight ahead.

The surface of the sea can only see a small distance illuminated by the yacht, and nothing else can be seen.

But he didn't care, his eyes stared ahead, but his gaze was a little distracted.

Since the sudden murder of his only son, everything he had arranged was like an avalanche, and it was meaningless in an instant.

Even his subordinates, those who were originally loyal, gradually had other thoughts because he had no successor.

After all, even if he regenerates now, the child is too young, and when he grows up, he doesn't know how many years will pass.

There are too many variables during this period.

Chen Hang put his hands behind his back and was silent.

The sea breeze is getting stronger, and the yacht is more and more rocking and bumpy. The sound of the sea lapping against the hull of the ship kept coming to my ears.

Chen Hang came back to his senses and raised his hand.

"Everyone! Turn off your phone. He raised his voice.

The six people who followed him on the boat quickly took out their mobile phones and turned them off.

Chen Hang no longer gave any instructions, just let the ship move forward and waited quietly.

Time keeps ticking.

Maybe ten minutes passed.

Twenty minutes.

Half-hour.

A crisp sound of water was heard from the stern of the boat.

"Who!?" several subordinates on the yacht quickly drew their guns to alert.

"Put down the gun. Chen Hang said sharply.

The subordinates were stunned, although they didn't know why Chen Hang gave this order, they still slowly lowered the muzzle of the gun and quickly surrounded it.

After a while, there was a rhythmic sound of footsteps.

A bald-headed masked man in a blue robe slowly stepped out of the darkness at the stern of the ship.

The bald head is very tall, more than two meters tall, and looks like a bamboo pole, on which is hung a set of delicate and gorgeous blue robes.

What concerns people the most is his eyes.

Those eyes were bloodshot, densely packed as if they might blow up at any moment.

Countless bloodshots almost completely occupied the whites of his eyes, and he looked like pink eye.

"Looks like you've figured it out. The bald-headed masked man let out a hoarse laugh.

Chen Hang held his hand behind his back, tightly holding a grenade prepared in advance. He didn't dare to blink his eyes, staring at the person opposite.

"As long as you help me find the murderer of my son, I can cooperate with your operation in Huaisha!"

"Tut-tut... It's really an amazing father's love. The bald masked man laughed again.

"It's actually quite simple. Only, why don't you let us help you get rid of the murderer directly?"

Chen Hang didn't make a sound.

He wasn't stupid, if he hadn't really found the murderer of his son, he wouldn't have cooperated with these demons who eat people and don't spit out bones.

With just one transaction, he could barely cover it up. Once he uses too much of their power, he, the white-card gang boss, will sooner or later become the opponent's cannon fodder puppet.

Seeing that Chen Hang didn't speak. The bald masked man didn't care either.

"Well, now that you've decided, do you want to start now, or?"

"From now on, as long as you provide information, I will also provide you with the information you need, and we will not owe each other anything after it is over!" Chen Hang said coldly.

"Yes. The bald masked man laughed.

He stretched out his hand, his slender white index finger like a woman, and touched it lightly against the ground.

Hisss .....

In an instant, there was the sound of countless small insects crawling on the sides of the yacht.

Soon, large black insects frantically gathered from all directions on the side of the ship, condensing into a mass on the deck in front of Chen Hang and the others.

No one made a sound, and Chen Hang and his party trembled slightly, staring at the strange scene in front of them.

Each of these small black worms is the size of a fingernail.

They are pitch black, eight-legged, and have no eyes, except for a serrated mouthpart on their head. There are also translucent cicada wing wings on either side of the body.

Soon.

The worms condense into a small black ball.

The spheres grow larger and larger until they form the size of a goose egg.

The bald-headed masked man reached out again and pointed at the ball.

Hiss....

All the bugs scattered and fled, along the side of the deck, back into the sea.

In the blink of an eye, there was no longer half a bug in sight of the entire yacht.

The position of the black ball leaves a pale blue oval egg.

"Take it back and put it at the scene where your son was killed, and after three days, it will automatically hatch and come out with a blue bird, follow the blue bird, and you will find the murderer of your son. ”

The bald-headed masked man let out another unpleasant laugh, and his body slowly retreated, disappearing into the darkness.

"Don't forget your promise..... Of course, if you can't solve it, you can yell out my code name in front of the blue bird. We will help you...."

The last sentence floated out of the darkness.

Chen Hang's face twitched, staring at the blue bird eggs on the deck.

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"Primary-Otherworldly Summoning????

Lin Sheng's heart was hot, and he quickly turned the pages of the book to the corresponding record page.

On the relevant pages, most of the content is clear. Lin Sheng directly found the function introduction part of the ritual circle and read it carefully.

'Otherworldly summoning, called summoning, is actually a traction reconstruction. ’

In this world, there are countless gaps, and these gaps flash in any corner of the world at every moment, they are everywhere, but they are not known.

This is also because the way these gaps exist is not perceived by us humans.

They are constantly changing, disappearing and reborn, completely two planes and two worlds with us. ’

'Otherworldly summoning is to draw out from these gaps through rituals a special being who is willing to use it for himself. ’

After reading the general introduction, Lin Sheng somewhat understood why this formation didn't need many materials, but it could summon an existence from the other world to fight for himself.

"It turns out that it's not about opening the portal to summon it yourself, it's about pulling summoned creatures from the existing gaps. The difficulty of the two is very different. ”

Lin Sheng was completely fascinated.

Although he is not sure if this ritual circle can be used, the rituals he has obtained before have been successful, and this makes no sense.

He had only heard of these spells when he was on Earth before, spells that summoned creatures to fight for themselves.

At that time, he was very envious, but he didn't expect that now he really had the opportunity to come into contact with this kind of magic.