Xiang Xiaotian's eyes widened, and he aimed his tan eyes at the camera on the door lock.

"Pupil recognition is correct." The door lock emits a cold, electronic synthesized sound.

With a click, the lock jumped open, and a crack popped open on the edge of the door.

"Boss, it's still your cow!" The secretary's admiration for Xiang Xiaotian has been like a surging river.

"Stop talking nonsense, get to work."

Xiang Xiaotian rubbed the eyelids of his eyes with the thumb and middle finger of his right hand, and when he opened his eyes again, the pupils returned to their original appearance.

The secretary man grabbed the doorknob, slowly pulled out a 10-centimeter-long opening, and poked his head to look inside.

A woman was leaning against the opposite corner, apparently spotting herself, and screamed in horror.

Ahh The secretary man tugged at the corners of his mouth disdainfully, and his original vigilance was instantly lifted, and he pulled the metal door open and walked in with a loud stride.

Xiang Xiaotian followed closely and also walked into the house.

As soon as the two of them entered the house, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and Xiang Xiaotian only felt that it was dark in front of him, and then he felt a sudden pain in his back, as if he had been pierced by something sharp.

"Fangfang, run away!"

Zheng Ziqi's hurried voice came from the darkness, Xiang Xiaotian heard it very clearly, this voice came from behind him, presumably the blow he received in the back was due to the owner of this voice.

"It's the trouble that dies!"

Xiang Xiaotian squeezed out these words from between his lips and teeth in disgust, stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers in the darkness, and the indoor lights came on again.

Turning his head to look behind him, he saw Zheng Ziqi standing behind him, holding a knife in his hand, blood dripping from the blade, and it should have been this knife inserted into his back just now.

Zheng Ziqi had a pair of murderous blue eyes, and he couldn't help but tighten his heart suddenly, and unconsciously took two steps back.

She recognized these eyes, and when she saw them for the first time in the church of Santa Maria, Zheng Ziqi felt a strong aura of slaughter.

That's right, he is Xiang Xiaotian, it seems that his judgment just now is correct! Zheng Ziqi is very glad that he didn't stab the wrong one!

"Ali, you deal with that woman." Xiang Xiaotian pointed to Yu Fangfang, who was trembling in the opposite corner, and said to the secretary man.

"Yes, Boss."

"Don't come here, don't come here......," Yu Fangfang's lips trembled and pleaded.

"Hmph, weak human!" Ah Li snorted coldly from his nostrils, walked straight to Yu Fangfang, and slashed at her neck with the edge of his palm, Yu Fangfang suddenly felt that her eyes were black and she fainted.

Seeing Yu Fangfang fall to the ground, Xiang Xiaotian retracted his gaze with satisfaction, and was about to turn his head to deal with Zheng Ziqi, but saw Zheng Ziqi pounce on him violently.

With a "bang", the bright knife pierced Xiang Xiaotian's body again, this time the knife was directly pierced in the chest, and it was pierced very deeply, until it reached the position of the handle.

"You're still over!"

Xiang Xiaotian raised his finger depressedly and waved it in the air, Deng Ziqi's body immediately flew out silently, hit the wall with a "bang", and fell to the ground again.

Xiang Xiaotian calmly reached out and pulled out the knife in his chest, as if he had no pain, and then threw it on the ground with a "dang" sound.

Zheng Ziqi was surprised to find that the blood from Xiang Xiaotian's wound was slowly flowing back, as if the movie was playing backwards and returning to the state before the knife.

"You, how could you ......?" Zheng Ziqi stared at the wound on Xiang Xiaotian's chest in horror, unable to speak for a long time.

"You human weapons can't hurt me, you don't even have this common sense!"

The corners of Xiang Xiaotian's mouth twitched, he raised his head and twisted his neck, making a soft "click" sound, and suddenly two faint blue rays of light shot out of his eyes, shooting towards Zheng Ziqi's eyes like two ice arrows.

Zheng Ziqi's body flickered, and his eyes were suddenly shrouded in a layer of blue mist, and the whole person seemed to have been hooked away from his soul and became like a dumbfounded chicken.

"Ali, throw that woman off the balcony." Xiang Xiaotian glanced at Yu Fangfang, who had fallen to the ground.

"Boss, she's already fainted, and she doesn't pose any threat to us, so let's just leave her alive."

Ali has always been merciful and soft-hearted to beautiful women, but if he doesn't have to do it, he still doesn't want to kill him.

Xiang Xiaotian exhaled from his nostrils: "You, when will you get rid of this lustful problem?!" ”

"Boss, I'm ......" Ali reached out and scratched his scalp a little speechlessly.

"Forget it, she didn't see us anyway, so let's spare her." Xiang Xiaotian waved his hand impatiently.

"Zheng Ziqi, you go and take down the painting you just bought." Xiang Xiaotian commanded at Zheng Ziqi.

"Yes."

Zheng Ziqi replied mechanically, slowly stood up from the ground, looked at the wall with blank eyes, and then walked towards the painting of "Angels and Girls". She walked in a strange way, as if she were a wind-up doll.

Zheng Ziqi grabbed the edge of the painting, lifted an angle slightly, then reached behind the painting and groped for a while, and after removing the automatic alarm system, he raised the frame and took the painting down.

"Ali, you put the painting in the tube." Xiang Xiaotian commanded.

Ali took out his tools, removed the frame, and then carefully rolled up the canvas of "Angels and Maidens", stuffed it into the painting tube, and then put the painting tube into the large black tote bag.

"It's all OK, what should I do with this Zheng Ziqi?" Ali's gaze turned on Zheng Ziqi, hoping that the boss could also let her go.

"I still have a lot of questions to ask her, so bring her back first."

"Do you want to bring her back?" Ali's voice was filled with unconcealed joy, and a romantic picture of sharing a room with the goddess had already appeared in his mind.

"What do you think?" Xiang Xiaotian glared at Ali angrily.

"Oh no, nothing."

"You go and process the surveillance footage here, so that you don't leave any traces."

"Yes, Boss." Ali agreed, and ran out happily.

"Are you done?"

Three minutes later, Xiang Xiaotian came to the corridor and shouted impatiently. Zheng Ziqi silently followed him to the corridor.

"Oh, it's going to be good, right away, right away." Ali's voice came from a room.

"I can already sense them, hurry up!" Xiang Xiaotian urged.

"Alright, alright!" Ali said, and ran over quickly.

"Let's go!"

Xiang Xiaotian hugged Zheng Ziqi and jumped off the balcony. Ali hooked the rope to the hook on his waist again, and slid down quickly with the help of the pulley.

Not far away, an Audi A8 flashed its high beam twice and drove towards it.

Ali respectfully opened the rear door, and Xiang Xiaotian sat in.

"Close the door." Xiang Xiaotian ordered.

"Boss, what about this...... Zheng Ziqi...... Where are you sitting? Ali had the heart to let her sit in the back seat as well.

"Do you still need me to teach you? Throw it in the trunk, of course. Xiang Xiaotian frowned impatiently.

"This ...... It's not good, she's a girl's ...... Why don't you let her sit in the back seat, isn't there still a vacant seat? Ali nodded at the empty space beside him.

Xiang Xiaotian glared at Ali angrily, didn't bother to talk to him anymore, grabbed the doorknob, and closed the door with a "bang".

"Hao, drive."

Ah Hao didn't dare to repeat the mistake of the past, and stepped on the accelerator without saying a word, and the car disappeared from Ali's field of vision in an instant like a black phantom.

"Hey, boss, you're not so interesting!"

Ali complained weakly at the taillights of the car, and after a glance, he suddenly realized that Zheng Ziqi was still standing by his side.

Under the dim neon lights, Zheng Ziqi seems to be covered with a mysterious veil, which seems to have more of a hazy beauty.

Zheng Ziqi's gaze suddenly shone towards Ali, and although the gaze was gloomy, Ali's heart suddenly skipped a beat......

——————— Dividing Line———————

"I didn't expect to be a step too late!"

Brad Peake stood in the doorway of the studio, let out a long sigh of chagrin, closed his eyes, and rubbed his tired fingers against his sockets.

Behind him stood several angels dressed as ordinary office workers, all with dejected expressions.

"Uh-huh......" a low moan of pain came out.

Brad Peake's ears shrugged, and his gaze fell on the woman lying on the ground.

"She seems to be alive."

Brad Peake hurried to the woman's side, crouched down, and stretched out his finger to probe her snort, a warm stream of air on his fingers.

He stretched out his fingers and touched the artery in her neck, and her heartbeat was steady, apparently the woman had just fainted.

Brad Peake stretched out his thumb and pinched the woman's midriff hard, and it didn't take long for the woman to wake up and turn around.

After Yu Fangfang's head gradually sobered up, she suddenly found a group of strange men around her, instinctively thinking that they were in a group with Xiang Xiaotian, and hurriedly held up the ground and retreated.

Yu Fangfang shook her head and begged: "I don't know anything, you can let me go, please, I still have a novel to write!" ”

"Don't be afraid, we are not bad people, we are friends of Zheng Ziqi, we were originally going to come over to help her, but we didn't expect to pounce." Brad Peake had a look of self-reproach on his face.

Yu Fangfang didn't speak, just opened a pair of frightened eyes and looked at Brad Peake.

"Can you tell us where Zheng Ziqi went?" Brad Peake asked in as gentle a tone as possible.

"I don't know, I fainted!"

"That's it......" Brad Peake reached out thoughtfully and rubbed the beard on his chin, this woman should be telling the truth, so, where did Zheng Ziqi go now? Is it dead or alive?

"Well, can I go?" Yu Fangfang stood up from the ground and asked tentatively while rubbing her neck.

"Well, of course."

After getting permission, Yu Fangfang walked out of the Tibetan painting room with her head down, and soon heard a soft sound of the door closing.

"Kevin, go check the surveillance in this house."

Brad Peake commanded, and went straight to the balcony. One of the windows in the balcony was wide open and there was no screen.

Brad Peake crouched down and looked closely, where several footprints were faintly visible on the balcony floor. Looking at the window again, there are still two handprints left on the ground.

It seems that they went straight down from the window.

Brad Peake stuck his head out of the window and looked down, and not far below was a road facing the river, like a long black snake, quietly crawling under the thick shade of the trees.

Wait, there seems to be some kind of vague breath wafting over, that is, that is the breath of a fallen angel.