The woman's big eyes looked at the dagger in Huang Heng's hand without blinking, but the dagger at this time never spoke again, as if it was a new product just purchased online.

Xiao ...... Belch...... Big Nineteen, what's your next goal? The content of the investigation is not just for you to kill a man in an ordinary residential building, this is an adult investigation, it can't be so easy. ”

The girl moved her gaze to Huang Heng's face, frowned and asked:

"Okay, who the hell are you, it's not the senior brothers of the other three sects who are fixing me...... Kill the door? The Gate of Life? ”

"It can't be the Gate of Life, those group of true Taoist priests can do anything else besides chanting all day long, 'Xuanzhi and Xuan, Xuanxuan's Gate' or something?"

"That's the door to kill...... Bah! You're fooling me! ”

Da Nineteen nodded cutely before he reacted, with a look of shame on his face, his feet only moved slightly, and he was already close to the place where Huang Heng punched, and the trousers that swayed after kicking made a hunting sound in the wind.

"I'm still too thin, I can't pick ...... clothes"

Huang Heng grabbed the talking dagger with one hand, and pressed the fingertips of the other hand against her shoes. After saying a word with a smile, with a slight force, Da Nineteen had already fallen to the ground unsteadily.

"Clothes...... Neckline! ”

Huang Heng turned around, secretly regretting the extra glance he had just looked.

This kind of angry death spring, not letting the blue figure of the steel plate fall into Huang Heng's eyes, made him suddenly have an inexplicable sense of guilt, even if he knew that she was eighteen years old, but this guilt was still not eliminated for a long time.

Huang Heng has already shown too much, he hasn't seen this little thing for a month, Huang Heng suddenly began to miss it suddenly, so when he saw her again, he would be so carried away and teased, until he heard the sobbing sound of Da Nineteen, he thought of the task of this trip.

The time period chosen by Huang Heng should be the same as Wei Shichang.

Although she doesn't like Chen Jing, she is after all a friend of Huang Heng and a few people who have played since childhood, and the people around her died like this, which made Huang Heng also feel a sense of regret, so he chose this time to find out the murderer of Chen Jing.

Huang Heng gently patted the girl who turned her back, Da Nineteen's shoulders trembled, and when Huang Heng leaned over, he suddenly turned around and plunged the dagger into Huang Heng's chest, hitting the heart exactly right.

"I didn't expect it, I still have a dagger ......"

She turned to look at Huang Heng, with a hint of a smile on her face that should have been sobbing. Huang Heng fell to the ground on his back, and blood gradually oozed from his black trench coat.

Da Nineteen kicked Huang Heng, the hard calf hit her toes and hurt a little, Da Nineteen pressed his fingers on Huang Heng's neck, and the tentacles were cold before he stood up again.

She glanced at the strange dagger loosely held in Huang Heng's hand in fear, bowed down to take it from Huang Heng's hand and flipped it over to look at it, while hypnotizing like a bold man:

"It's all hallucinations, it's all hallucinations......"

I don't know if it's because the hypnosis is effective or if it's really an illusion just now, the dagger in the hand of the big nineteen is cold and abnormal, and it is always a dead thing.

Da Nineteen rolled up his trouser leg and stuck the dagger on the belt tied to his calf, stomped his foot, and suddenly remembered something like a little Jingba chasing his tail and turned around twice, and finally glanced at Huang Heng who fell to the ground before turning away.

Huang Heng returned from the stealth state, looked at the corpse on the ground and waved his hand, the corpse on the ground turned into a rectangular ice cube, and the small dagger inserted on the ice cube was held by Huang Heng in his hand and played.

……

After nightfall, the sound of firecrackers has just stopped, and the fireworks bloom in the sky again in a thunderous roar.

Huang Heng followed the child all the way, but she unconsciously changed into another face and continued to do what she didn't finish before.

This New Year was very dull in Huang Heng's memory, he didn't expect so many people to die in the seemingly peaceful Xizhou.

Gan Dengwen, Wang Shengjue, Chen Jie, Zhang Lei.

The four corpses were laid out on large beds, the white sheets already stained red with blood. Huang Heng took the document from the sheet that could prove the crimes of the four people, but the document was also soaked in blood, and the handwriting was blurry and almost illegible.

This is the Big Nineteen, who seems to be shrewd, but in fact he is still a confused egg.

With her amazing eyesight, Huang Heng helped her reprint a document in the print shop. Then he pulled the spider silk down the window of the hotel and threw the papers with the temperature on the ground before turning to leave.

When Da Nineteen was on the road, he often pretended to tie his shoes, squatting down and slapping the dagger hidden in his calf from time to time, but that thing had been warned by Huang Heng, so he naturally didn't say a word.

Dajiu pinched the last wax pill open, looked at the note on it and paused slightly, and waited until he came to his senses before slowly walking towards his destination.

She really looked a bit like a professional killer now, her long hair tied into a ponytail sticking out of the hole behind her hat and swinging, the white down jacket on her body was gone, and she was now wearing a black baseball jersey with spikes on her feet.

The styling is really good, it's just ...... It's a little cold.

She trembled into a bubble tea shop and looked at the tea house across the street, the waiter waiting for her to order as if she was looking at a nervous disorder, and her eyes were even more strange when she saw that she had just ordered an egg tart.

"A piece of five!"

"It's so expensive...... When I ate Kaifeng vegetables in Shuzhou, an egg tart was only worth one piece...... Forget it......"

The tart wrapped in tin foil was not eaten, but placed on the table, as if it was deliberately made cold. Da Nineteen suddenly lifted Erlang's leg and patted his calf and asked:

"Why don't you speak, I don't know if you eat this thing."

The waiter stood not far away, holding his mobile phone and staring at the strange man talking to himself, the word "110" was clearly displayed on the dial pad of the mobile phone, just waiting for a button to dial.

The door of the antique teahouse was pushed open, and two thin men came out and leaned on the side of a crown car, shaking their legs and continuing to speak, the cold wind blew and the words of the two were clearly transmitted into Huang Heng's ears:

"Why do you want us to do it, they eat rice?"

"Yes, there are good things for them, and it is our turn to carry the corpses and transport the goods. If you want me to say, I will stop after this ticket is exchanged for money, and I also want to live a peaceful life for a few days! ”

"Be quiet...... You think it's a radio station, and the sound is so loud that even people queuing up at the train station to buy tickets can hear it...... Besides, please don't put up this kind of flag, I'm going to stop it......"

The two looked around, and when they saw that there was nothing unusual around them, they opened the car door and turned to get into the car......

The cold egg tart was taken away when Da Nineteen turned to leave, and she didn't dislike the fishy smell of the egg tart after it cooled down, so she swallowed it and reached out to stop a taxi and followed the two little minions.

Huang Heng was already a little impatient, but he still activated the Eagle Soaring Skill and looked down on the two cars below. There are a lot of cars on the road during the Chinese New Year, and even when you are about to reach the suburbs, there is still a little jam.

Huang Heng was the first of all Xizhou people to feel the snow.

When the cold wind slapped on Huang Heng's face with snowflakes, the taxi behind suddenly stopped, and Da Nineteen got out of the car and stomped his feet, facing the cold wind.

Further down the street is a warehouse area, where the Big Nineteen parking is located at the entrance to the entire warehouse area. She deftly slipped through the entrance, and even the guards at the door didn't notice anything unusual, and the janitor was still drinking hot tea in the cement house.

This warehouse was built five years ago in Huang Heng's original plane. The original village here was completely bulldozed, and I heard that there was a lot of commotion at that time, and I can still search for the pomp and circumstance of that time.

A buddy learned from an old Vietnamese Zen master and merged with a bulldozer that was refueling in the raging fire, and the explosion finally shocked the real estate developers who were forced to demolish.

Ashamed, the real estate developer finally replaced the drawings for building a shopping mall with a warehouse, and then completely transformed the area into rows of blue-roofed and white-walled buildings within two months.

At this time, Chen Jing should be in one of the warehouses, silently waiting for the end of his life, until he turned into a plate of hair cabbage and made the last 4,500 yuan contribution to the old man who was extorting money by the way to salvage the corpse.

The trail of Big Nineteen hadn't disappeared, she crouched in front of a warehouse, quietly waiting for something.

However, a new man strode through the gate, and with an earthen pistol in his hand, shouted at the seemingly empty warehouse area:

"Luo Zhiwen who entered the donkey, I know you are inside, get out!"

His long hair was scattered by the cold wind, but the cold wind didn't take away the dandruff mixed in the greasy hair, he should be very young, and the words he just shouted were still a little hoarse, obviously the voice change period had not yet passed.

His shouts were not answered in the slightest, so he had no choice but to take out a flashlight from his pocket and turn it on and check it one by one.

Huang Heng frowned slightly when he remembered something, the old man who was guarding the door had fallen to the ground and fell into a deep sleep, fortunately he leaned back, otherwise his whole face would be burned on the hot stove surface.

The Nineteen was still standing on the door staring at the light that came out of the crack in the iron door, while the young man with a flashlight and an earthen gun checked the locks of the warehouse door one by one.

It's just that the crown car and the two little minions are gone.

Huang Heng waited quietly, waiting for Wei Shichang's arrival......

Huang Heng, who had been fighting with the pet messenger for a long time, instantly felt a trace of elven power, and when he turned his head to look, he found that a red light suddenly appeared in the mountains and forests in the distance.

"First invasion time: 8:00-9:00, please prepare the pet messenger to meet the enemy......"

With the news sent by the elf pet APP, the originally empty factory suddenly emerged with the breath of four or five pet messengers.

Huang Heng's eyelids jumped, and he immediately figured out the purpose of Qingwuguo Co., Ltd.'s release of the "Time Retrospection" task. It's not the so-called nostalgia at all, but they found that the level of the pet messengers in Asia is too low, and they just let the pet messengers brush up on experience!

Otherwise, why is this mission only released in Asia?

The red spots grew bigger and bigger, and the aura of the pet messengers around them became stronger and stronger, and as everyone held their breath, a desperate voice shouted:

"I've been looking for it for four years...... Four full years...... I'll join your Qingwu country as a grandmother! ”

Huang Heng began to rush in the direction where the sound came from, and heard a series of coherent gunshots, which could not be made at all with the steel pipe gun that beat rabbits......

Huang Heng suddenly stopped, he could feel an unprecedentedly strong pressure, the prop that allowed the pet messenger to brush up on experience was obviously beyond everyone's capacity.

Finally, a new voice asked itself in confusion:

"Super ...... S-class? ”

"What the hell are you?"

The man in the suit pulled the trigger, and the bullets rained down on Big Nineteen as the gunfire resounded through the warehouse area.

Da Nineteen stood on the concrete floor, and she watched the bullets stay in front of her, and her face showed horror.

The silver-white dagger that pierced the leg of her baseball uniform pressed against her cold cheek, and she finally heard the sound of the dagger again:

"I'm here to protect her, it's not a violation."

The dagger wasn't speaking at the Great Nineteen, and a blue fingerprint suddenly appeared on its silver-white blade, like a rust mark that the person who collected the sword forgot to wipe after stroking the sword.

The dagger could judge the direction of Huang Heng based on this fingerprint, and in order to get rid of the shackles of this fingerprint as soon as possible, it came out to rescue Da Nineteen diligently. As for clinging to the face of the big nineteen, it is just preparing to tear up the ticket at any time if the transaction fails.

But its voice was not answered, and it suddenly felt the oppression coming from afar. Under this sense of oppression, the connection between it and Huang Heng was finally broken.

The bullet fell on the concrete floor with a clanging sound like a light wind chime, and the man in the suit suddenly pushed away his follower and ran backwards.

Da Nineteen took off the dagger attached to his face and flipped it slightly to reveal the knife surface where the blood groove was located, and asked hesitantly:

"What the hell are you ...... What is it? ”

The dagger did not answer, but waited silently for the feeling of oppression to come.

When the first pet messenger shouted "Super S-class", the four pet messengers quickly summoned their own elf pets to resist the red spots that were getting closer and closer.

The wind and snow were raging, and countless snow masses converged and collided in the air, and finally formed a white wall that completely blocked the view of the pet messengers.

A hole suddenly opened in the wall, and from under the hole, a floor-like snow slowly appeared, followed by a second and a third......

Countless suspended stairs stretched down until the last piece stuck to the concrete floor.

The man in the suit pushed away his men and ran to the warehouse where the car was stored. He stared at the warehouse and ran hard, but the red iron door of the warehouse grew smaller and smaller, until it became the size of a matchbox.

Whether they were pet messengers or ordinary people, they found that no matter which direction they were running, they were always approaching the staircase that reached the ground.

Even as powerful as Huang Heng was, he fell from the blue roof of a warehouse, and just took a few steps forward, then walked to the bottom of the stairs.

No one was spared in the entire warehouse area, and ordinary people lurking in the warehouse area appeared in various poses in the direction of the staircase.

A deep voice fell from the sky:

"Order is the first of the rules of heaven!"

After this voice came out, countless men wielding machetes suddenly quieted down, and honestly lined up at the back of the stairs in order of height from lowest to highest.

Only Big Nineteen and the five pet messengers in the crowd were resisting the command-like words.

The Great Nineteen instinctively repelled the voice, but her mother did not give her spiritual power, and after resisting for more than ten seconds, she still honestly walked into the team.

"Prison is the belly of heaven!"

The five resisting pet messengers find themselves trapped in a circular space surrounded by snowflakes.

The snowflakes surrounding the pet messenger swirl clockwise, like shrunken white windmills. As soon as the fingers of several people touched the barrier made of snowflakes, the flesh of their fingertips was gone, and a little bit of blood red dripped under their feet.

They panicked, and suddenly turned their heads to look in the same direction. The ramparts were like white veils, making the pet messengers see only a hazy patch.

But they knew in their hearts that a pet messenger had broken through this barrier!

Huang Heng recondensed the worn ice blade into the blade. And Han Wu, who was standing on Huang Heng's shoulder, suddenly raised his head and looked at the higher and higher wall in the sky with a mocking look.

The voice in the firmament chuckled suddenly, and when it spoke, it was no longer as serious as before, and it said:

"Of course, the heavens sometimes open up a convenient path for those who have the strength."

A short young man with an earthen gun in one hand and an old-fashioned flashlight in the other stood at the head of the line. His eyes rolled from side to side, but he couldn't muster his strength, and he could only let his legs move up the stairs as if he had gained thoughts.

The stairs that stretched into the sky narrowed for only one person, and the cold wind brushed through the young man's body, and he did not stop in his footsteps, despite fear.

By the time everyone stepped on the stairs, the young man had reached the white-walled hole above the clouds, and after stepping over the fog in the doorway, he finally gained control of his body, so he hurriedly raised his gun and looked behind him.

The person who came from behind pushed away the young man who was blocking the way, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

"It's just a dream, I've been trained to do whatever I want in my dreams with a clear consciousness, why are you a fantasy thing in my way......"

The man suddenly heard a strange chatter behind him, and turned to look at the whisperers in dissatisfaction.

There are countless people behind him. There are his friends, there are gang members who are hostile to him. He even spotted the number three person of his gang in the crowd: Bai Qingshan.

Everyone stared at the fog in the middle of the doorway, and no one appeared from behind the fog before they turned to look at the strange place.

They saw more than just a high white wall.

The four walls are two by two to enclose a complete city, in the center of the city there is a square platform several hundred meters long and wide, and in the middle of the high platform stands an old man wearing a black robe.

He looked very old, with a white beard that fell to his chest, the cascades around his eyebrows and eyes that lowered his sockets, and a hat similar to that worn by the fat governor in the first episode of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Strange to say, there is no light here, but everyone can see everything around them with their naked eyes.

When the old man looked at everyone, that kind of look was completely different from the restrained eyes of ordinary old people, and when Da Nineteen was looked at by that person, he suddenly felt that those two sharp awls appeared in front of him, so he hurriedly lowered his head.

"My name is Hedgehog!"

The old man opened his mouth and said, continuing to look around, and finally sighed after seeing that there was not the slightest expression of surprise on the faces of everyone present, and the wrinkles above and below his eyebrows deepened.

And after he had finished speaking, four white giant eggs and a young man in a black robe passed through the top of the high wall, and the young man shook his head and said regretfully:

"So there's no snow here......"

"But at least it's a city made of snow, and I can feel the strength of the elves."

The blue monster on his shoulder opened his mouth in response.

"Nonsense, we're in the home of a super S-level elf now, it's strange that you can't feel the strength of the elf's power."

After Huang Heng finished speaking, he looked at the black-robed old man standing in the center of the high platform, and waved his hand when the old man looked over. The old man only glanced at Huang Heng and then continued to look at the people under the high platform.

Huang Heng landed beside Da Nineteen in the crowd, raised his finger and suddenly tapped Da Nineteen's elbow, and the dagger that she was holding tightly had already appeared in Huang Heng's hand in the next moment.

After Da Nineteen's outstretched fist was wrapped in his palm, mist began to accumulate in his eyes again, and he forcibly beat out his tears after being slapped on the head by Huang Heng.

"Well, if you're really sad, it's not like that. I don't pretend to look like it, so let's watch the show honestly first......"

Huang Heng's words were still sneering, but he had already wiped away Da Nineteen's tears with his fingers pulling his sleeves, and then looked up at the old man on the stage.

Da Nineteen waved his fist at Huang Heng and cast his gaze over.

A year ago, Zheng Xinhua set himself on fire here. This case is to be heard by me, and the parties involved in this case are requested to stand on both sides of me......"

The young man with the earthen gun climbed up to a high platform two meters above the ground, stepped forward and stood on the left side of the old man, opened his mouth and said:

"I am Zheng Xinhua's younger brother, and I have been looking for Luo Zhiwen, the murderer who forced my brother to death, for a year. Finally ...... today"

The pig interrupted him, and said with a smile on his face:

"I know, and you wait."

The plaintiff had already taken the stage, but the defendant did not appear, and the old man looked at the middle-aged man in a black suit and a plaid shirt below, and shouted:

"Luo Zhiwen!"

The plaid shirt was surrounded by gazes from all sides, and he hurriedly waved his hand and argued:

"My name is not Luo Zhiwen...... I'm Cheng Liangan......"

The person standing next to him also loudly helped him prove his identity after hearing the man's words, but the person who claimed to be Cheng Liangan had been pulled and floated by an inexplicable force after the old man waved his sleeves, and fluttered across the heads of everyone and landed on the right side of the hedgehog.

"Now that the two parties have arrived, the case is now on trial."

He turned his head to look at the young man, and then at the middle-aged man who called himself Cheng Liangan, a trace of red flashed in his eyes, and he nodded and shouted loudly:

"Verdict! Execute! ”

With a roar, the black robe on the old man's body slowly cracked where it was sewn with needles and threads, revealing black hair in the cracks.

His eyes slowly fell into the skull, but his mouth and nose protruded outward, and the single horn sticking out from the top of his head lifted the hat high, and before Zheng Xinqiu could react, the black beast that had pounced on him had bitten off his head.

His muscles contracted in pain, his fingers pulled the trigger, and the ball hit the black beast's chest, leaving no trace.

The black beast slowly retreated, stretched out its claws and wiped the red blood from the corners of its mouth, and then turned to look at Cheng Liangan, who had already run away.

It roared sharply and grabbed the ground with its front paws, pounced and bit Cheng Liangan's shoulder, and as soon as its head was raised, blood splashed, half of Cheng Liangan's shoulder was thrown not far away, and the organ tube of the chest cavity slipped out of the broken bone stubble and scattered on the ground.

The black beast's slender mouth explored in Cheng Liangan's chest, and then he pulled out a black instrument tube and roared loudly:

"This person's heart is black, not a good person, I eat reasonably!"

Wild elves are not all good, this is a rule that pet messengers have known for a long time.

Huang Heng squinted his eyes and watched the magical operation of the hedgehog, but he had no intention of coming forward to help.

This is just a scenery shed built by Qingwu Kingdom, and Huang Heng has not really understood the ability of the pig at this time, so he rushed forward in the face of the super S elf just to deliver food.

"This is the legendary plaintiff who eats the defendant after eating, and it is worthy of its name!"

Hanya nodded in admiration, the contempt in his eyes still not dissipated.

As he spoke, the pig had returned to its normal human form, and he returned to where he had stood, arranging his black robe.

The black robes were torn from the joints, so that after the pig returned to human form, the robes were still loosely hidden over him, covering the loose flesh and skin.

He picked up the hat that had been thrown aside, solemnly placed it on top of his white hair, looked at the trembling crowd below, nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"Fear is respect. Reverence for the rules of heaven can be taught. And then there was the second case......"