Xiao Lingyun stood in place, making sure that Su Pan understood what he meant, so he stepped forward and pulled the dagger down, and continued to pace back and forth in the room, waiting for the other members of the Moon Society to come in.

When Valarilo walked into the room, Xiao Lingyun pulled him aside and said, "Do me a favor." ”

"Say it."

"This person. Ordinary males. Billy. Owens. Help me with your computer magic, I want to know where he lives. ”

Stroked the end of his goatee, Valarilo asked, "Does he live in the city too?" ”

"I think so."

"No problem, Your Excellency."

All the members arrived, including Bajost. He was able to attend on time, which was already very impressive.

Xiao Lingyun started the meeting.

"Look what's in that phone, what do you know??"

Valarilo took off his Red Sox baseball cap, combed his hair, and put the hat back on, replying, "This kid likes to deal with big people with developed limbs, likes to do nothing, is very restless, and is still a Jackie Chan fan." He called the AutoNavi Fitness Center several times, as well as the paintball center and two martial arts academies. Oh, and he likes to play with cars. There was a car repair call in the record. ”

"What about a private phone?"

"Not a few times. There was only one landline, but that number was down two days ago. The rest is all cell phones, untraceable, and not local numbers. I took turns playing several times, but no one answered. Thailand's caller ID feature is fucking fucking, right? ”

"Have you checked his history in the database?"

"Checked. Standard juvenile delinquent, with serious violent tendencies, fully meets the requirements of servant eaters. ”

"Where's his home?" Xiao Lingyun crossed Valarilo's shoulder and asked his twin brother.

Ah Quan glanced at his younger brother and took care of all the reporting work: "His home is close to the river, it is a three-bedroom house, but he is the only one who lives. There wasn't much new in the house. A few guns were hidden under the bed, a lot of silver bullets, and Chinese and Thai body armor. There are also some erotic ~ erotic magazines, but obviously he doesn't need it. ”

"Did you get his jar?"

"Well, it's in my house, I'll be sent to the grave later today."

"Okay." Xiao Lingyun glanced at everyone with his eyes and spoke, "Everyone will investigate separately, and you go to the places you just mentioned." This time we must find their command center in the city. ”

He divided the fighters into teams of two, with the twins going to investigate the Gaode Fitness Center and the paintball center, Shen Zixin and Su Pan going to the martial arts academy, and Valarilo and his partner going to investigate the auto repair shop, which he hoped would be fruitful.

If you want to install a fried ~ bomb in the car, you must use a hydraulic jack.

Before everyone left, "John. Wayne leaned over, his expression unusually serious.

"Xiao Lingyun, man, you know, sometimes I'm quite a bastard." "I don't mean to offend, I won't mention it again," he said. ”

Hearing his words, Xiao Lingyun smiled. Su Pan is a tenacious impulsive molecule, which is why he has a nonsense personality and an extremely persistent sex addiction. He was bad enough when he was awake, not to mention the scene when his curse took effect and the beast inside roared and woke up.

"I'm serious, man." The handsome fox guy emphasized again.

Xiao Lingyun could only pat his good brother's shoulder and nodded in agreement. Overall, the villain's mouth is still tight. Xiao Lingyun said: "I forgot and let you go." ”

"You can beat me up at any time."

"Trust me, I will."

Mr. X chose an unlit alley that led to the street at both ends. He pulled the front of the car towards the dumpster and carried the "Cherry Bomb" to 20 yards away. The jolt on his shoulders made the warbler feel uncomfortable, and a slight grunt came out of his mouth, as if protesting that his intoxication had been interrupted.

He threw people to the ground. The moment the blade slashed through her throat, she didn't even make the slightest resistance. Mr. X watched as hot blood gushed down her throat as if it were Mobil engine oil in the dark. He dipped a little yang spirit with his fingers and brought it to his nose, and the yang spirit carried the breath of various diseases. He guessed that the deceased did not know that he was a seriously ill person with hepatitis C, and suddenly felt that he had done her a great favor and saved her from the painful and long process of death in the future.

And also saved the countless patrons who were going to patronize her in the future, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

In fact, even if this rogue warbler is 100% healthy, he will not feel guilty for killing someone.

He wiped his bloodied fingers around the skirt of his skirt a few times, and walked to the back of a pile of discarded furniture to find a place to hide. An old mattress there was just right. He lifted the mattress up against the brick wall, and hid himself in the gap. The pungent stench and sweat of the mattress had no effect on him. He pulled out his dart gun and waited patiently.

Fresh yang spirits are to fox spirits what carrion on the side of the road is to crows.

It wasn't long before a figure appeared at the entrance to the alley. After a hasty observation of the left and right, the visitor immediately rushed towards the corpse. Mr. X knew very well that the guy who came over was the prey he was waiting for. The corpse of the "Cherry Bomb" lies in the dark depths of seclusion. Except for the subtle scent of the yang spirit, no one will ever find her whereabouts. And the average person's sense of smell can't detect these smells at all.

The young male vixen, who had become greedy from hunger and thirst, treated her like a buffet in front of him, sucking only on the corpse in front of him.

The first dart burst out of the chamber and stabbed him in the shoulder.

Surprised, his first instinctive reaction was to protect the food, so he desperately dragged the corpse of "Cherry Bomb" behind a pile of tattered garbage cans.

When the second dart hit him, he jumped up and looked around, his eyes falling on the old mattress not far away.

Mr. X tensed up and prepared for an enemy attack. But the male fox spirit who rushed over had a desire to attack, but his ability was very average, and his clumsy body couldn't move too well. Obviously, he had just completed refining and was still learning to adapt to the movements of his hands and feet.

The next two darts still failed to slow down the vixen's attack. The anesthetic used by the Demosedan horse was not enough to paralyze him. Mr. X was forced into hand-to-hand combat. He easily kicked his opponent in the head with a side kick that knocked him unconscious. The male vixen let out a scream of pain and fell heavily on the dirty asphalt.

The unusual movements of the battle attract the attention of others.

Fortunately, the person who came was not a curious ordinary person, let alone a headache policeman, but two servant eaters. After a brief exchange at the entrance of the alley, the two chose to enter the alley to check.