"Click."

The drainage pipe on the outer surface of the building is not very strong, and it makes a low clicking sound under the pull of external force, Cheng Lin hurriedly adjusted the strength, gently borrowed the force, and grabbed the eaves with the other hand, turned over and jumped up, and came to the roof of the building.

"Whew."

In order to avoid being discovered as much as possible, Rao is "body control" Cheng Lin still spent a lot of effort, and after a search, he successfully lay down in a shadow.

Looking around, it's good, it's blocked on three sides, only one direction faces an alley, and the light of the street lamps spreads out, filling the air of silence.

In this process, Cheng Lin always closed his eyes, and turned on the "wide-area vision" and "antennae" at the same time, under his observation, in the sales center, the suspicious young man went all the way up under the leadership of the manager and came to an office on the highest floor.

The manager knocked on the door and spoke a few words to the people inside before quickly stepping back.

The young man walked in generously.

The "tentacles" ability only provides vision, but it can't hear sound.

So what Cheng Lin observed was a completely silent picture, which gave him a headache.

"If only I had the kind of hearing ability that Caowei has, eh...... But I can also look forward to it, when I am promoted to the fourth grade, maybe my perception ability will also increase. ”

Thinking about these silently, Cheng Lin hesitated, stepped out of the shadows with half of his body, lay down beside the eaves, and then secretly pulled out a sword and pried the window open a small gap.

The whole process is extremely fast and unnoticed.

"That's it."

Cheng Lin smiled, although he didn't have a hearing ability, but the deduction reward had improved his five senses, and his hearing was much stronger than that of ordinary people, so that he could already hear the conversations in the room.

"How did you come? Do you know how long I've been waiting here? ”

The impatient voice of a middle-aged man came from the crack in the window.

……

in the office.

Soft white lighting illuminates the room.

Behind a brown desk, a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties sat in a chair.

There was also a cigarette in one hand, wisps of pale cyan smoke rose up, with the typical posture and temperament of a real estate boss at this age, but there was something different.

At this moment, he looked at the young man at the door with some impatience.

It's just that under the seemingly domineering appearance, a pair of small eyes flashed with a cunning light.

"Heh, Wang Dong is too anxious, you should also know how tight the nerves of the Thirteenth Division are now, if you are not careful and are targeted, then there is no big trouble?" The young man smiled and said without humility or arrogance.

Then he walked over to sit down in the chair in front of his desk.

"Who told you to sit down?"

That Wang Dong's face sank, and a short piece of cigarette ash accumulated by the cigarette on his fingertips was shaken off and sprinkled on the table that was as smooth as a mirror.

The young man's movements were stagnant, his breathing was a little short, and after a while, he stood up again and said, "Wang Dong doesn't seem to welcome us." ”

"Hmph, I don't think there are many people in China who are willing to have anything to do with you." The other party said coldly.

"That's just as well," the young man snorted, and his expression became much colder.

He sat down straight and raised his head, a trace of contempt appeared on the ordinary black thin face under his hat, "But since Wang Dong has already accepted our assistance, there is no need to make a statement. ”

"You ......"

"Let's be honest, yes, we don't see the light, but why don't you?

On the surface, he is a local celebrity businessman, secretly cultivating cultivators, creating small forces, and using the cultivators' abilities to attack opponents and seek benefits...... These are not any secrets in the circle, are they?

To tell you the truth, we know how many lives you have on your back, yes, we are not good people, but aren't you the same?

Now I can still be in peace, taking advantage of the many affairs of the Thirteen Divisions, I don't have time to take care of you for the time being, and I will survive.

In a few months, the second batch of students of the Terry Division will graduate and replenish it, and the manpower will be sufficient, do you think the Thirteenth Division will tolerate you making small moves underneath? ”

The more the young man spoke, the colder his tone became, and the back simply turned into mockery: "It's hard to say, Wang Dong, you are also in danger, and you yourself know these truths, otherwise why bother to have a relationship with us?"

Isn't it?

We will provide you with the convenience of going abroad and evading the sanctions of the Tris, what about you, help us do some small things......

What's more, these little things would have been what you planned to do, no matter how you look at it, you still have a cold face, do you really think we have a request for you?

Everyone helps each other and cooperates on an equal footing, which you should be familiar with as a businessman.

Why bother to give me a dismount? Do you say? ”

After saying this, the face of the middle-aged man sitting opposite changed several times.

From anger to pale to business as usual, and finally turned into a soft sigh.

He waved his hand, pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and the bulge on his face disappeared, but he didn't have a good face, just said, "Okay, then look at the goods." ”

"It's nice to be like this earlier." The young man smiled, picked up the backpack he was carrying with him and placed it on the table, then unzipped it and took out the items inside.

While taking it, he subconsciously lowered his voice and said: "This is all good things, the spirit swords produced by Xiandao Projection, each one is worth more than one million, all kinds of medicines, all of them are A-level high-quality products, and they are smuggled in, and ordinary people in China can't get ......"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man on the other side couldn't calm down at this time, his whole body became short of breath, his body leaned forward, and his small eyes lit up.

Obviously, even for this Wang Dong, this batch of materials is tempting enough.

The two of them counted here, and on the roof not far away, in the shadows, Cheng Lin was lying there, his face a little stunned.

In the field of vision of the "tentacles", he clearly saw the He Sword that was taken out of the backpack, there were a total of five in it, and the He Sword was only one of the inconspicuous ones, as well as a number of other cultivation materials.

As a rough estimate, the value is at least in billions.

The guess was good, He Jian was really here, which completely calmed down his hanging heart.

After that, Cheng Lin began to ponder the conversation between the two.

"It's a bit informative......"

At first, he had some guesses about this young man, and even thought about whether the other party was Triss's plainclothes or something, but he didn't expect that it would involve this conversation between the two.

From this conversation, he was able to analyze a lot of important information.

"Obviously, two people are completing a transaction, hundreds of millions of materials, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to take out, this young man is very likely to be an agent of a certain organization, a delivery ...... This can also be judged from his words. ”

"In addition, it is this Wang Dong...... Sounds like a restless guy, a clean businessman on the surface, but secretly cultivating the power of cultivators? Could it be that this is what Jiang Ye said about the local cultivator group in Shudu? ”

Cheng Lin connected the information that Jiang Ye said before at this moment.

Jiang Ye said that local groups are unleashing incendiary remarks, and there is an invisible hand behind them, deliberately muddying the waters...... Could it be them? As the leader of a small group of local cultivators, Wang Dong received material support from another mysterious organization...... Ask him to do something trifle...... Is it just to release rumors? ”

Cheng Lin's hand on the tile clenched subconsciously, his brows furrowed, he felt that his guess was very likely to be true!

Of course, this Wang Dong may be just one of the local forces......

As for the other side...... If he is not mistaken, eighty percent of them are similar to Black's organization, or even maybe they are them.

If it's really these guys......

"It's really fateful."

Cheng Lin thought with some emotion, the first time he killed the backbone of the other party, the second time he killed a branch president, and this time he met again, of course, it is still uncertain.

With these thoughts in my head, in the office, the transaction has come to an end.

That Wang Dong took out an anonymous card from the desk drawer, which was probably money, the young man smiled, took out his mobile phone and tinkered with it, and after verification, he stretched out his hand with a smile: "Happy cooperation." ”

The middle-aged man reluctantly stretched out his hand, shook it with him, and then said, "Then I won't send it." ”

"Okay."

The young man got up, no longer wanted his backpack, nodded at him, then opened the door and went downstairs to leave.

Only the middle-aged man in the office was left rubbing a spirit sword with an excited face.

At this moment, Cheng Lin, who was lying on the room, had to make a choice, whether to continue to follow the young man, or to get the He Jian in his hands first.

The former may have access to more information, or even find the organization's temporary stronghold, but will also drag themselves into the quagmire.

The most important thing is that if there is a long delay, it is very likely that the second He Sword will be transferred.

His purpose was He Jian, not to solve the case, and after a little hesitation, Cheng Lin did not move.

It wasn't until the young man left the building and merged into the crowd that Cheng Lin began to think about what way to enter the office as silently as possible.

At this moment, his ears moved, he turned his head, and saw the alley not far away, under the street lamp, a balloon stumbled in, accompanied by a child who was struggling to catch up.

He was only about five or six years old, and he probably didn't hold it, causing the balloon to float over.

"Hey! Got you! ”

The child swooped over and barely grabbed the rope of the balloon, and the next moment, when he looked up, he just saw Cheng Lin lying on the roof, revealing half of his body.

Cheng Lin: "......"

Child: "......"

One big and one small, the two looked at each other, they were stunned, Cheng Lin saw sweat on his forehead, thought about it, pulled out a smile, and tried his best to make himself appear amiable, but he didn't know that his whole face was hidden in the shadows, and under the dim angle, the child didn't see his appearance clearly at all.

Cheng Lin stretched out the fingers of his right hand, pressed them to his lips, and silently made a "shhh

I want the other party to keep quiet.

However, the next moment, I saw the child holding the red balloon with wide eyes, raised his arm to point at him, and shouted behind him: "Dad! You see! Spider-Man! ”

God Spider-Man!

Cheng Lin's face darkened, and the child's cry also successfully attracted the attention of the middle-aged people in the office, Cheng Lin knew that he couldn't hesitate anymore, gritted his teeth, hooked his feet upside down on the eaves, hung upside down like a bat, and stuck to the window!

In the next second, he smashed the window glass with a punch, turning into a black shadow and rushing into the room!

Pulling out the long sword, a "spiritual storm" turned into an invisible bullet and shot towards the middle-aged man!

Before entering, he had already checked it with his perception ability, and under the inconspicuous appearance of the other party, he had a second-grade cultivation!

Although Cheng Lin is the pinnacle of the third grade, in order to prevent the recurrence of an incident similar to "Han Lun", he made a full killing move as soon as he made a move, but to his surprise, where the sword blade went, the middle-aged man was as if he was stupid, and he didn't move, letting Cheng Lin's sword pierce straight into his heart!

"Poof!"

The blood flower bloomed, and the tip of the blood-stained sword stabbed out half of his back, and he was pierced by a sword!

"Giggle...... You ......"

The spirit sword in the middle-aged man's hand fell, and he only had time to stare at Cheng Lin with an unbelievable gaze, and the vitality in his eyes quickly collapsed and dissipated!

One sword, death!

"So crispy?"

Cheng Lin was stunned, this was completely beyond his expectations, the other party was a second-grade monk, it stands to reason that there should always be some resistance, right?

It's just that at this time, he didn't have time to think about it.

The sound of the window breaking attracted the attention of people on the street, and the child's exclamation was still echoing, Cheng Lin knew that he couldn't stay long, so he flicked his right hand on the desk and put the entire backpack into the space.

After that, he frowned and looked at the middle-aged man who was paralyzed on the ground, and his thoughts turned sharply.

"Leave it alone? Alarm? Looking for the Thirteenth Division? Destroying corpses? ”

All kinds of thoughts flickered, and after a while, Cheng Lin raised his head and walked towards a snow-white wall in the office.

There is a large landscape painting half a meter wide and five meters long hanging on it, which was probably bought to decorate the vassal elegance.

Cheng Lin rudely ripped off the mounting and spread the back of the scroll without words on the ground.

He covered his hands with his sleeves, covered his fingerprints, and reached for the brush on his desk, which was also used for decoration, stained with blood from the wounds of the middle-aged man.

With the left hand that is not often used, he wrote a line of large characters crookedly!

"Murderer! Black! ”

After writing, he threw away the blood-stained wolf, wrapped the body of the middle-aged man in drawing paper, lifted it, and threw it out of the window with a bang!

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the shrill screams of pedestrians who came to see the excitement on the street!

"Dead!"

"Call the police!"

"Someone jumped off the building!"

In the noisy noise, Cheng Lin hid his face and ran out of the room, turned around and jumped on the roof of the building, and then ran wildly, stepped on the roof of the building, and quickly disappeared into the vast dark night!

……

Street.

There were more and more people watching, the noise was extremely noisy, and the women screamed and avoided it, but there were still more and more unaware people who surrounded them, and soon surrounded the three floors inside and three layers outside.

There were also people outside shouting, "What's going on?" ”

in the crowd.

The young man in sneakers, taupe pants, and a hat watched the scene with a gloomy face.

He hadn't gone far, but he was attracted by the movement here and immediately returned.

But I didn't think about it, I only saw the middle-aged man who had become a puddle of mud.

He stared at the bloody words on the scroll of mountains and rivers, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and squeezed out of the crowd, found a street lamp, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number:

“…… Yes, that's right, he was killed...... I don't know...... I didn't see it...... Good...... But as a result, fewer people enter the projection...... It seems that we still have to rely on ourselves......"

After saying that, he hung up the phone, was silent for a few seconds, and turned around to leave.

However, the next moment, he let out a low cry!

I saw that under the halo of the street lamp, a young man about twenty years old appeared behind him at some point.

The other party was wearing a plaid shirt and carrying a backpack in the light, and it could be seen that he had an extremely handsome little white face, but his expression was a little cold.

"I just overheard you saying that you want to organize people to explore the projection...... Well," Han Lun was silent and asked sincerely, "Is there still a shortage of people?" ”