After a night of familiarity, Le Yiyi regarded Huang Heng as a serious investigator.

As an ordinary investigator, many investigators have learned about this kind of common sense, and you must know that people with ordinary awakening abilities are easily absorbed by cult organizations, so identifying these organizations is a compulsory course.

Unfortunately, Huang Heng is still just a newcomer who doesn't know anything, and it has been less than 24 hours since he joined the second department.

Huang Heng looked at the enemy in front of him, and asked directly without looking back, "Do you have any good plans?" ”

"It's simple." Le Yiyi said on Huang Heng's side: "I used the wind to blow these stains around you, if the hand of God should have a clear trace when it comes, then it would be good to use your skills to dodge it." ”

"The Hand of God?"

"I'll talk about these boring things later, why do you keep paying attention to strange things?" Le Yiyi said weakly, as if this was not a battlefield located 100 meters underground, but his dressing room.

Plath smiled and looked at the two people who were talking, and there was no strange behavior.

Huang Heng was a little puzzled, and asked directly: "Why don't you attack it, are you just waiting for us to discuss countermeasures?" ”

"Why attack, isn't it good to have a little peace in the world?" Plath said, removing the tiny headphones he was wearing in his ear: "My job is done, good morning to you." As he spoke, he stepped back and gradually turned the corner.

Huang Heng and Le Yiyi were stunned, and suddenly remembered that the ultimate task was not to compete with Plath, but to save Jiang Xiaoxiao, who had been wanted by the mouse moving organization.

The time that Huang Heng and Plath confronted each other was already enough to make it easy for the enemy to escape.

"Always thinking about competing for the best!" Le Yiyi glared at Huang Heng, as if the plan just now was not proposed by her.

Huang Heng ignored Le Yiyi's nonsense, and hurriedly hung himself with spider silk to chase in the direction of Plath's escape, but he didn't expect to see a huge metal fence after turning the corner and walking a few steps.

The middle of the metal fence was torn open by Plath's invisibility, leaving a passage that could be passed through by one person, and after passing through the fence passage, it was already an exit.

The exit was a square of stone, like a small room, and the iron door of the house was opened, and fresh air came in.

When Le Yiyi followed Huang Heng out of the door, it was already bright outside.

Looking into the distance, Plath calmly walked down the rocky hill where the road was, the stones or plants that stood in his way parted in front of him.

The light outside was a little dazzling, even if it was Huang Heng who had been transformed by an elf pet, the corners of his eyes were still blurred with irritation.

If Huang Heng hadn't been hypnotized by Plath, he should have been able to catch up with the people in front of him and save Jiang Xiaoxiao.

When he looked back at Le Yiyi, Le Yiyi did not have the frustration on his face, but with a feeling that his treacherous plan had succeeded, Huang Heng handed over a puzzled look and waited for Le Yiyi to explain.

"The leader is not as stupid as you think, and this Plath is not as smart as you think." Le Yiyi stepped forward and wanted to pat Huang Heng on the shoulder, but when she looked at the sludge on it, she retreated, she looked at Huang Heng and said, "Let's go, there is still a good show to watch above." ”

Le Yiyi walked briskly through the mountains as if she were on an outing, and the early morning wind was more conducive to the use of Le Yiyi's skills, and she jumped effortlessly on the stone mountain.

After the culvert came out, he climbed up to Huang Heng's side three times and two times, and after taking a look at the stains on Huang Heng's clothes with the same disgust, he stamped his feet to clear a clean field with the frozen stains and stood on it.

Huang Heng shook his head, sank all the doubts into his heart, and climbed to the top of the stone mountain one foot at a time.

When Le Yiyi and Huang Heng stood on the road, a group of people on the opposite side surrounded Plath in the middle. Plath carried Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was still unconscious, on his back.

Jiang Xiaoxiao's wound was cracked open, and dark red blood flowed down and polluted Plath's white monk's robes.

The two sides faced each other on the highway, and in the middle was a double-decker bus with L-City tourist posters on its body, and there was no one on the bus.

Zhuang Yujie watched Le Yiyi and Huang Heng climb up and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be so slow, I saw the hand of God coming up, thinking you were behind him." ”

"Why don't you stop him halfway?" Huang Heng didn't catch his breath when he came up, and asked while holding his chest.

"How can you stop it, twelve of us, fifteen of them...... Good thing you're here. The young crown prince Wei behind Zhuang Yujie said coldly, but when he saw Le Yiyi at the end, his tone softened.

Plath clapped his hands, his hands did not deliberately fix Jiang Xiaoxiao on his back, but when his body moved, Jiang Xiaoxiao did not roll off his thin body, but was firmly fixed behind his back by a strange force.

"The Hand of God lives up to its name." Zhuang Yujie complimented Plath in admiration, then looked slightly sideways at the embarrassed Huang Heng and asked, "Can you still hold on?" ”

Huang Heng shook his head, "It's almost the limit......

"They're too." Zhuang Yujie said, and after waving his hand, his own people rushed forward.

In a moment, the people of the two sides have completely fused into one, and countless abilities are being cast between the people, one after another wind blades, and tongues of fire have shattered the surface of the buses around the two sides.

Huang Heng looked at the charred black on the advertising posters in the European architectural style on the double-decker bus, clenched the ice blade in his hand and rushed inside.

With his keen spider sense, a wind blade flashed, and Huang Heng rushed directly towards Plath at the back of the place.

Jiang Xiaoxiao on Plath's back didn't seem to wake up in the slightest, and she was firmly fixed.

Before Huang Heng approached, a young man with open hands said with a smile, "Your opponent is me." ”

"Get out of here!" Huang Heng swung his knife.

However, the blade of ice that came into contact with the tongue of fire disappeared into a cloud of water vapor as if it were common sense.

Ice and fire are mutually restrictive, and this has been the case since ancient times.

When the young man spit out the tongue of fire with both hands and sprayed it towards Huang Heng, Huang Heng didn't have time to dodge, and the wind suddenly blew behind him, and the wind rushed towards the young man, forcibly rushing in the direction of the tongue of fire.

Huang Heng endured his vertigo and retreated, after a night of fighting, he was no longer able to condense a new ice blade.

Huang Heng wasn't very worried about his back, Le Yiyi was covering behind him, and Le Yiyi's ability to control the wind was very useful in this kind of field.

In desperation, Huang Heng could only take back the culvert house and call for Bai Sha, who was injured in the pet space.

Although Baisha is only one level, it is an offensive spirit of its own after all, and it is possible to establish miraculous skills on this kind of battlefield after stealth.

However, Bai Sha was injured by Plath's invisible hand before, and Bai Sha was still unable to fight after Huang Heng called.

Huang Heng understood that he couldn't drag Le Yiyi down anymore, after all, she was also a big help to his side, so he raised his hand and pulled himself with spider silk to jump to the top of the double-decker bus, and after standing firmly, he looked at the situation below.

Le Yiyi saw Huang Heng leave the battlefield, and naturally relaxed, a whirlwind swirled around her, resisting all sudden attacks, and Le Yiyi waved his hand intently to send the wind blades to the enemy.

Huang Heng was surprised, Le Yiyi really has proud capital, even if it is Huang Heng in his heyday, it takes a lot of effort to deal with such strength.

After Huang Heng punched the blonde woman who had jumped on the roof of the car and had not yet stood firm, he continued to look at the form of the battlefield.

Zhuang Yujie was at the back, he was not as rude as he appeared, but carefully observed who on his side had fallen into a disadvantage, and then raised his hand to support with air cannons.

And Crown Prince Wei, who was a head taller than Huang Heng, obviously lived up to his height, he hit the opponent with his bare hands like a Spartan warrior, while the attacks around him lost their due effectiveness in front of him. This is because the big ears of the same team have their eyes closed, and they are laboriously opening a net around the crown prince while protecting themselves.

There were already two long blood stains left in the nostrils of the big ears, and the blood drippeds on his clothes, and he ignored them.

There were also countless young people wearing Erke combat uniforms that Huang Heng didn't know jumping up and down on the field, and there were flashes of brilliance in their hands.

This is a worrisome organization that is still young after 20 years of existence.

After cultivating for a while, Huang Heng rushed directly to Plath at the back with a piece of spider silk.

Plath turned his back to support Jiang Xiaoxiao on his back, and an invisible palm blocked Huang Heng's spider silk.

The spider silk was stuck in mid-air, as if someone had cast a time spell to freeze the time around him, Huang Heng pulled the spider silk, but he didn't pull the spider silk at all.

It is firmly held in an invisible hand.

When Huang Heng shot out the spider silk, Zhuang Yujie had already seen it.

After Zhuang Yujie saw Plath's "Hand of God" entangled by Huang Heng, an air cannon rushed directly towards Plath at the rear.

Huang Heng's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that Zhuang Yujie's air cannon could also be fired in a parabolic way.

Plath didn't have time to withdraw his hand, he was bombarded by the air cannon on his chest, and took two steps back to stabilize his body, and there were already blood stains flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Huang Heng didn't expect this blow to hit the target so easily, so he rushed directly towards Plath with the force of retracting the spider silk.

Helplessly, at the same time as they approached, two or three other people were already standing beside Plath, waiting for Huang Heng to come over. Huang Heng hurriedly raised his hand to stick the bus with spider silk and went back.

Opportunities are fleeting.

Zhuang Yujie lowered his eyelids and began to pay attention to his own disadvantages on the field again.

At this time, the crowd that had been in a group of battles finally divided into superiority, and at the same time that several people stood up to cover Plath, someone from the enemy had already fallen.

Zhuang Yujie is fortunate to have Zhuang Yujie as the commander-in-chief in the back, so he will not let his companions be injured. And Plath's side did not have a good command, so he could only get caught in the melee in front of him.

Huang Heng gasped, but suddenly raised his head and looked at a huge thing galloping in the mountains in the distance.

Plath looked up at Huang Heng on the roof of the car, although Huang Heng was exhausted, but if he was not careful, he would still be hit back.

A hint of gloom flashed across his face, and his heart gradually became uneasy as he looked at the crowd in front of him.

And just a second before Plath was discouraged, a horn sounded behind everyone.

A car of the same model as the battered double-decker bus appeared behind Plath at some point, honking his horn and slowing down.