Meng Chao's heart moved.

The purpose of these strong men coming to the temporary settlement was to find Ning Lang to force debts.

Since I didn't find him at home, I naturally had to go to other pioneers to find out about him.

Meng Chao didn't stay in Ning Xing's house for long.

If they hadn't found Ning Lang's whereabouts, they would have continued to ask Ning Lang's companions and families, and they wouldn't have left so easily.

Judging by their hurried and purposeful appearances, there should be news.

Meng Chao pondered for a moment.

Chao City, Blood Pattern Flower, Divine Transformation Capsule, these clues add up, enough for him to waste some time and follow up to find out.

Thinking of this, Meng Chao was unhurried and followed behind the strong men.

Leaving the temporary settlement, these strong men took out the folding three-dimensional mobile suit from their backpacks, opened it and put it on their bodies.

For a time, the speed soared tenfold, and the wind was speeding on the special road on the façade of the high-rise building.

Although Meng Chao did not carry a three-dimensional mobile suit.

But with the powerful athletic function of the Heavenly Realm, even if you take a leisurely stroll, you will not miss the target.

It's just that the evening rush hour has long passed, and there are not many pedestrians on the road, and these strong men are gradually speeding towards the outskirts of the city.

Meng Chao had to take a deep breath, the spiritual energy stimulated the olfactory cells, locked their breath, and then distanced themselves so that it was not easy for them to detect.

Half an hour later, there was a faint stench ahead.

It's a garbage disposal center on the outskirts of the city.

The brawny men disappeared behind rolling mountains of garbage.

Meng Chao frowned slightly.

I endured the stench of the nasal mucosa that was fermented by various garbage.

Tears and snot have the urge to burst the embankment.

There is no way, after being promoted to the Heavenly Realm, the perception is too keen, and it may not be a good thing on any occasion.

He can barely understand a little bit of Lu Siya's feelings as a "sensitive person".

"I hate dumps."

Meng Chao muttered to himself, and the cat bent his waist and ran towards the depths of the garbage dump.

While carefully avoiding the eyes of the scavengers, he carefully sniffed the stench that came to his face, and from a thousand different smells, he recognized the breath of those strong men.

I walked around the garbage dump, but I didn't find these strong men again.

"Strange, where can they go?"

Meng Chaozhuo stood at the top of a mountain of garbage, squinting his eyes, his gaze scanning the audience like an electric arc.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted slightly, and he sensed a faint fluctuation of psionic energy.

Like a black cheetah, Meng Chao swept down the mountain of garbage under the cover of night, and came to a row of abandoned buildings on the edge of the garbage dump that were almost submerged.

Soon, a repair shaft was found here.

The dump was originally incinerated to treat waste and export electricity and heat.

Later, with the introduction of advanced technologies such as sandworm devouring and microbial fermentation, there was a more efficient way to convert waste into energy, and the incineration plant and generator set, which were auxiliary facilities of the dump, were gradually abandoned.

The repair shaft, which leads directly to the underground incineration plant, is rusted on the outside, as if it has been eroded over decades.

But the edges had been rubbed off with a lot of rust, as if it had been opened recently, even just now.

Meng Chao knelt on one knee, his nose twitching.

A faint smell of blood came from the depths of the repair shaft.

"Not good!"

Meng Chao's pupils contracted suddenly, and without hesitation, he lifted the manhole cover and jumped down.

He floated as lightly as a feather to the bottom of a shaft of more than ten meters.

While there was still a signal, he called Ye Xiaoxing and Lu Siya respectively.

But the phone-phones of the two were always turned off.

They appear to be on an urgent mission together, or in an area with severe signal interference.

The smell of blood ahead grew stronger.

Meng Chao could only close his mobile phone, tense his muscles, and cautiously explore the past.

The maintenance pathways are labyrinthine and intricate.

There are several black garbage incinerators.

Each incinerator was as silent as death, like a tenfold crematorium.

Meng Chao blinked, and a circle of pale golden rings soon appeared outside his pupils.

The ring continued to expand and shrink, allowing him to use his psionic energy to scan everything around him in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers.

I didn't find those strong men for the time being.

But it does smell them.

Especially the lingering smell of sweat.

They seem to be sweating a lot.

There are only two situations in which a person sweats so much.

One is strenuous exercise.

The second is extreme fear.

Suddenly, Meng Chao stopped, knelt on one knee, took out a pair of tweezers from the inside pocket of his clothes, and carefully picked up something from the ground.

It's a finger.

A finger that is soft to the touch, warm, and bleeding with blood.

The thick and short fingers, the fingerprints are almost polished, and the skin is rather rough, which should be the fingers of a man who has been trained in professional martial arts or shooting for a long time.

The cross-section of the finger is messy, not like it was cut off by a cold weapon, nor was it bitten off, but it was broken and torn off.

Searching all the way along the severed finger, Meng Chao found dots of blood.

Blood beads were radiating and splattered all over the underground incineration plant.

Although in the dark, it almost blended with the cold metal around it, but in Meng Chao's eyes, it was as clear as a firefly.

Fireflies flutter wildly.

Sketch a scene of extreme ferocity.

"These strong men...... It should have found Ning Lang's hiding place.

"They were menacing, went straight to the target, encountered Ning Lang here, and exchanged hands at the first time.

"It stands to reason that they are just forcing debts, and there is no need to put people to death, and it is impossible to kill them as soon as they come up.

"So, it's Ning Lang who does it first.

Judging from the distribution of blood stains, the first two strong men were torn by Ning Lang or other people hiding here, and the carotid artery was torn in an instant, and blood was spilled all over the wall.

"The rest of the people were caught off guard, there should be a guy here, who was directly pierced through the chest, to leave a trail of blood in this form.

Seeing that Ning Lang was so ferocious, the other strong men were all so frightened that they wanted to turn their heads and run away, but they were chased by Ning Lang one by one and killed directly with heavy techniques - it was probably a heavy hammer that bombarded the back of the head, directly shattering the brain, so except for a little bit of blood splashed out of the Seven Orifices, there was not much blood flowing.

"I came here with these strong men on the front and back feet, and the difference in time will not exceed half an hour, Ning Lang is likely to take only one minute to deal with these strong men, and then clean up the bodies within three minutes and leave here quietly.

"Since these strong men can be sent to force debts, they are all brave and ruthless, and they are not afraid of death, I just collided with one of them, which can make me feel like mosquito bites, their physical fitness has reached the peak of ordinary people, and ordinary one-star spirit pattern realm may not be able to kill so many people quietly in just one minute.

"Yes...... Is it because of the god capsule? ”

Meng Chao's mind came to mind the transcendent person who had mutated into the shape of an ape in the wilderness during the day.

And then there's the transcendent who was entangled in flames, burning, and eventually reduced to ashes.

and dried corpses where the blood evaporated and burned inside.

He stood in the dark, speculating carefully about Ning Lang's things.

It stands to reason that even if you owe a lot of debt, there is no need to kill people directly when you see the creditor.

Debt is an economic dispute.

Murder is a vicious crime.

In troubled times, there is a death penalty in Dragon City.

Although these fierce and vicious strong men may not be good people, they are more or less carrying a few cases on their backs, killing them will not necessarily be directly sentenced to death.

But it is very likely that he will be sent to the most dangerous mining sites in the depths of the wilderness to serve in hard labor; Even being organized into a "death squad" to go to the depths of the Monster Mountain Range, hundreds of kilometers away from Dragon City, to explore the coordinates of satellite towns and doomsday beast lairs is not much different from an immediate execution of the death penalty.

Scum is also a resource.

In a resource-scarce place like Dragon City, the greatest value must be squeezed out of the condemned prisoners.

Ning Lang has been a gangster for several years.

The so-called gangsters are constantly making small mistakes and not making big mistakes, and the legal provisions on vicious crimes may be more proficient than lawyers and judges?

Why did he kill these debt collectors in the first spot?

Hatred?

It's not quite like that, although these guys went to his house to make trouble today, but he is hiding here and has no contact with his family, so he shouldn't know about it.

That's ...... Ning Lang hid here, doing something that would never see the light, and was inadvertently broken by these debt collectors?

This explanation seems to be much more reasonable.

While thinking about it, Meng Chao searched around, and soon found some empty canned food boxes, packaging of high-energy nutrients, and several new sleeping bags.

It seems that these days, Ning Lang and some people who don't know their identities have been dormant here.

Meng Chao also found some solid steel bars twisted into twisted flowers in the corner, and iron plates torn in half.

The thickness of the iron plate is more than five centimeters.

The reason why it was certain that it was torn open by someone was because deep fingerprints were found on the iron plate.

In this way, those steel bars with a diameter of three or five centimeters were also directly twisted into a ball.

Ordinary people certainly don't have such a strong force.

"Is it Ning Lang and his companions, after taking the Divine Transformation Capsule, who are cultivating or testing their strength?"

In Meng Chao's heart, the ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.

Finally, he found a pile of incinerated ashes in the ventilation duct of the incinerator.

Probing with his fingers, the ash still retains a faint temperature.

It seems that after Ning Lang killed someone, he prepared to evacuate urgently and temporarily burned a large number of paper materials.

Because he was in a hurry to leave, he didn't have time to wait for all the materials to be burned.

The underground air was dull, the pipes were not well ventilated when the incinerator was closed, the materials on it were all burned, and in the ashes below, there were still piles of scorched, blackened and blackened scraps of paper.

"It's ......"

Meng Chao carefully picked up all the unburned scraps of paper and roughly pieced them together.

At first glance, it looks like a map.