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In the early morning, there was hardly any sound in the rich area, not even the sound of birds. Ying Zheng and the two walked in the thick fog, and there was only the sound of "salsa" stepping on dead leaves.

The two relied on the roadside signs, but they simply did not get lost in the dense fog, and the two quickly found Feng Jie's villa under the leadership of Ying Zheng.

Feng Jie's villa is very large, similar to the style of the villa where the two of them stayed yesterday, they are all gray three-story single-family villas and stand by the lake, and the career is very open, which makes people feel refreshed.

Fortunately, the door of the villa is not locked, otherwise you can only enter through the wall, which can be a fat man of two hundred catties, and even the last days can not make the fat man lose weight, Yingzheng sometimes really wants to dissect the fat of the fat man to see what the structure is.

The matter of unraveling was not pressed for the time being, and the two of them cleverly found a low window and broke in, which was much easier than breaking in.

"Ah Zheng, what if there is no clue from Feng Jie." The fat man asked worriedly, this is an inevitable question.

Ying Zheng thought about it, there was no good solution, after all, this was the only place where Feng Jie's clues could be found, if not, Professor Feng couldn't be mentioned for revenge, and Ying Zheng didn't even want to find clues.

He was reluctant to conclusively confirm his inference that it was Feng Jie who killed Professor Feng.

"If there is no clue about Feng Jie here, we will go to Shacheng." Ying Zheng said, "Go find your father." ”

After hearing this, the fat man said with a sense of loneliness: "After so many days, it is estimated that he has..."

Ying Zheng patted the fat man's shoulder, although he also knew that the chance of the fat man's father surviving was very small, but he couldn't think of any words of comfort.

The two rummaged through the dusty villa, but they didn't find any clues about Feng Jie's whereabouts, and if they didn't find the clues, they were covered in dust and cobwebs.

"There are so many cobwebs here, it's damning." The fat man patted the cobwebs that couldn't be removed, especially the cobwebs were covered with dust and stuck to people's bodies, and the fat man felt sick to his stomach when he thought about it.

Ying Zheng lightly dipped some dust with his fingers, looking at the thickness of the dust, the villa is estimated to have not been ventilated for a long time, and the chance of finding Feng Jie's clues here is very small.

Ying Zheng just wanted to turn his head and tell the fat man to leave, when suddenly a white unknown object shot at the two of them, Ying Zheng's alarm bell rang, and he hurriedly jumped to the side, covered in dust.

However, the fat man was not so lucky, he was cleaning up before he was hit by a white substance, and the huge impact slammed him against the wall and stuck to it.

Ying Zheng looked at it and found that the unknown white substance was a huge spider web, and the cobwebs were extremely tough, and there was no trace of rupture even if the fat man struggled hard.

Just as Ying Zheng was about to save the fat man, a three-headed spider-headed monster came down from the roof and blocked Ying Zheng's way. Seeing the monster in front of him, Ying Zheng immediately remembered the official pamphlet, which recorded the monster in front of him - the web weaver.

The webweaver is a kind of degenerate, and it is also made by the collapse of human genes, with E-level strength, generally likes to go out in groups, has the lower body of spiders, and the upper body of humans, will spit out resilient cobwebs, and cobwebs are very fire-resistant.

One of the three webweavers who came down from the roof turned to the struggling fat man, spat out spider silk with his large belly and knitted it with his hind feet, trying to wrap the fat man into an oval cocoon.

The other two cautiously stared at Ying Zheng in front of them, and the arms of the weaver also turned into sharp purple-black feet like spiders, and the front end of the feet was purple and gorgeous, and it was highly poisonous at first glance.

However, the two webweavers were not impatient, they seemed to be waiting for their companions to finish, and the fat man struggled less and less as the cobwebs deepened and entangled.

Ying Zheng knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and when the time came, he would be in trouble when the third weaver freed his hand. Winning Zheng's heart was like lightning, saying that it was too late and that was fast, he directly used the genetic ability [Quick Explosion] to stab the webweaver on the left at an extremely fast speed.

Although the weaver had already watched him vigilantly, he did not expect that Ying Zheng had used the thunder method at the beginning, causing it to be unable to dodge and was stabbed by Ying Zheng at the junction of the upper and lower body.

Almost the entire blade of the [Silver Sparrow] pierced into the weaver's body, but the next second Win jumped away, did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and did not even have time to pull out the knife.

The blade pierced the weaver's body, and purple blood gushed out and sprinkled on the walls and ground, making a piercing and corrosive sound, and after a while, small pits appeared on the ground and walls.

Ying Zheng's heart sank when he saw this, the blood of this monster has such a strong corrosive force, fortunately, he had a warning just now, and he hid quickly, otherwise he would have suffered, Ying Zheng thought that his physical strength could not be compared with concrete.

Seeing that the knife couldn't be pulled out, Ying Zheng had no choice but to give up the [Silver Sparrow] and pull out the [Kite Fly] that had not been used for a long time, and then the benefits of the two knives were reflected.

However, the blow just now was not without reward, at least the weaver who was hit lost his mobility, and the blood was flowing outward, and he should have lost too much blood and died after a while.

The webweaver on the other side seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter, and with a slight bend of his feet, he pounced on Yingzheng. The purple-black limbs of the weaver flew in the air and stabbed at Ying Zheng, but Ying Zheng didn't fight it hard, after all, the length of [Kite Flying] was there.

One inch long and one inch strong, it is obviously too much to fight with [Kite Fly]. Ying Zheng dodged again and again, constantly dodging the netweaver's pounce, and the attacking webweaver became more and more agitated because he had not hit the prey.

Soon, under Ying Zheng's deliberate dodge, he came to the side of the webweaver who had been hit in the abdomen by himself, and the [Silver Sparrow] was inserted into its body, and the webweaver was dying due to excessive bleeding.

Ying Zheng turned his head to look at the weaver who wanted to pounce on himself, smiled slightly, and suddenly grabbed the handle of the [Silver Sparrow] and pulled out the knife, the handle of the [Silver Sparrow] was not stained with purple corrosive blood, he wanted to take advantage of the situation to slash forward, because the weaver could not borrow strength in the air, and it definitely did not guess Ying Zheng's intention, this knife went down, the weaver was defenseless and would die.

However, the next moment, Ying Zheng found that he could not move, his feet were actually entangled in cobwebs, and it turned out that the dying web weaver used his last breath to spit out a ball of spider silk and stick to Ying Zheng's feet.

Seeing that Ying Zheng suddenly lost his strength, the webweaver in the air showed a smug look, and the two pairs of claw limbs were like a ball of purple lightning, stabbing at Ying Zheng who was entangled in spider silk.