Chapter Eighty-Six: Chaos

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"What's next? I dragged all my brothers to this place." Zong Changjing grabbed a handful of soaked hair with a sullen face, and then said to Ren Shijing, "I still think you can really keep up with Ling Shucheng." โ€

"You forget, I've always been the one who was stalked." Ren Shijing pressed the wound in his abdomen, "And believe me, I'm the one who doesn't want to run a marathon in the rain now." โ€

"Don't have any valuable information?"

"The person they reported the information to Mr. Quanlin, not us." Ren Shijing replied.

"So what should we do now? Anyway, we all walked to the village, so let's just find a place to stay first, take a hot shower and eat something, and then look for a pastime or something after the rain stops. Zong Changjing's tone was sarcastic, "Do you think I took the risk of disobedience to bring someone over to accompany you on a trip?" โ€

"How so." Ren Shijing didn't seem to be anxious, "Just like before, before Mr. Quanlin took the initiative to release news to us to ask for support, we could only be honestly excluded from the core by him...... But you and I are tired of looking at people's faces, aren't we? โ€

"I hope that your efficiency can keep up with your level of speech as soon as possible." Zong Changjing glanced at the villager who had stumbled away after tying the red silk.

"Don't worry, we currently have an easier target than Ling Shucheng." Ren Shijing stretched out his hand and pointed at the village, "Think about that band that is overly dressed up. They are just a group of pampered children who think they have endured hardships, how can they hide in the wilderness peacefully, not to mention this rain that is in the way. There are only a few places on the island that are still inhabited, and they don't dare to go to the larger towns with great fanfare, so they can only retreat to the next best thing and choose a smaller place like this one. โ€

"Will Ling Shucheng stay with this group of people?" Zong Changjing was a little angry.

"Unlikely, staying with this bunch of kids is too much of an impact on efficiency, isn't it?" Seeing that Zong Changjing, who couldn't hold his breath, instantly darkened his face again, Ren Shijing reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and smirked, and added, "But they will be good hostages." Flash Dance. Haven't you also seen Ling Shucheng's style of acting on the ้ข›้กผ? He doesn't seem to be the type of person his father is ruthless, and even if it's a group of young people who have leaked important news, he won't just let it go. โ€

"On the roof of the residential building on the right, there seems to be someone." An emaciated young man at the end of the line suddenly interjected stiffly.

"Really? I don't think anyone will choose to dry clothes in this kind of weather. Ren Shijing made a gesture, and the sound of bullets loading rang out in an instant.

"It's only been a few months? You're getting more and more commanding. Zong Changjing looked at him coldly.

"No way, haven't you been on call." Ren Shijing replied perfunctorily, then turned his head and asked the young man who had just opened his mouth to warn, "Brother Diao, I'm a little surprised that you would deign to come here to tell the truth...... How many people are there? โ€

"One." Young people don't seem to be the type to talk a lot.

"Oh? It seems that all of our friends in Pangu are very confident in having more than one enemy. โ€

As soon as he finished speaking, several bullets suddenly hovered in front of his forehead, as if he had suddenly lost all kinetic energy, and only after a few seconds did he realize that they fell into the puddle of water on the ground.

"Brother for so many years, I won't thank you much." Ren Shijing patted Zong Changjing on the shoulder.

"The man started moving." The young man surnamed Diao spoke again.

"Did you find that you couldn't easily get it and immediately chose to run away? It's a pity that it's still a little late. Ren Shijing said leisurely, "Brother Diao, tell us the exact direction of that friend's movement, and we will chase after him immediately." โ€

"You may not be able to catch up." The young man replied bluntly.

The sneak attack failed. Yuan Sui anxiously counted all the remaining bullets, then rolled over and rolled off the rooftop, throwing almost transparent ropes in all directions in mid-air, and then moved to the balcony next door with the traction of one of them.

"Do you want to die? What else to see! She yelled at the owner who was just a window away from the table.

Nice view from this balcony. Countless thin lines stick to the walls and extend to the street. Yuan Sui exhaled softly.

The iron frame that hung on the outside of the balcony to support the flower pots was knocked down, and then it was immediately caught by the prepared wire net, and then brought to the enemy line as a weapon that was not easy to use.

However, instead of slamming into the ground as quickly as Yuan Sui expected, the pot stalled in mid-air for a while, and did not fall weightlessly until all the enemies had safely passed through the "high-altitude falling object zone".

"Sure enough...... After all, it's all out of a system. Yuan Sui didn't dare to look up, and with the impression he had just glanced at and the inference of the enemy's movements, he released more intertwined thin threads.

The narrow streets were instantly blocked by countless thin lines linked together like cobwebs. Yuan Sui looked at the threads densely wrapped around his wrist, pursed his mouth again, and muttered self-deprecatingly: "It's a little disgusting to look at...... Spider-like. โ€

But there are also benefits to being a spider spirit. The corresponding thin line was pulled, and she didn't have to look to know where the other party was struggling to tear off these limited-strength by-products of talent.

"Be more ...... Accurate control. She muttered to herself.

Taking advantage of the other party's brief limited ceasefire, Yuan Sui first cautiously came out, and then dared to condescendingly glance at the opponents who were helping each other to break the shackles, and jumped high again and moved to the next roof.

"Is this speed, and the ability to control the line, ......?" Diao Heyu, who had always been a little cold, pulled the rope that climbed up his neck with all his might, and looked at the shadow that was flying fast with some surprise, "...... I'm afraid I have to inform Mr. Li in time. โ€

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Ling Shucheng half-crouched under a bare tree that he didn't know whether it had died or had not yet sprouted, and measured the footprints on the muddy ground with his fingers that were about to be washed away by the torrential rain.

There were no more than 20 people in this group who took Min Shu away, both men and women, and the speed of travel was not too fast, it was not so much a professional killer similar to Ren Shijing and his party, but rather a small business organizing employees to go out.

It wasn't the first time he had some strange associations with this group of people. Ling Shucheng recalled the building he had entered during the first contact with Yuan Sui during the mission, and the men and women patrolling inside did not seem to be from a professional background.

But such a group of people obviously have a terrifying understanding of him. Ling Shucheng had no doubt that his ability had already been completely exposed in front of them, but he couldn't figure out when the exposure started for the time being.

There is so little information that he has made public, and even more than half of the active military leaders have not seen him at all. In other words, there aren't even too many people who are qualified to leak news related to him. If you think about it carefully, it is more urgent to trace the way of leakage than to be entangled in the reality that your identity has been leaked.

Maybe he really shouldn't have gone to the meeting alone at this juncture. Ling Shucheng suddenly remembered the "ominous premonition" that Yuan Sui had deliberately told him before going out, and his steps paused slightly.

He's not a man of blind confidence, but at the very least, it's hard to kill him. Time was pressing, and nothing allowed him to think about it anymore.

It wasn't until a small, familiar single-family building gradually emerged from the cover of the trees that Ling Shucheng stopped and rested for a while.

If Yuan Sui was here, he would probably involuntarily sigh at how much this group of people like to build their stronghold in such a remote and difficult place.

Even though he could detect the distribution of enemies in advance by using a talent similar to bioradar, Ling Shucheng still walked around the small building on foot, making sure that everyone was concentrated inside the small building at this time, and no one was left to guard outside.

Although there could have been no "pre-rehearsal" at all, Ling Shucheng still intuitively felt that both sides may have been looking forward to this meeting for a long time.

Not far from the main entrance of the small building, there is even a decent gazebo. Ling Shucheng hesitated for a moment, then walked straight to the only shelter from the rain, like an ordinary passerby, sat down on the stone bench relaxedly, and tidied up his soaked clothes a little.

The owner of the small building did not let him wait longer. After only about three minutes, Ling Shucheng saw the door open, and two figures walked out slowly, one after the other. The one in front of him was short in stature, and seemed to be holding a square tea tray in his hand. The man who followed him was a tall man, hunched over to hold an umbrella for the former, while himself was completely exposed to the heavy rain.

"Hello, I haven't seen you in a while." Extremely crisp voice - the leader is actually a teenage girl. She first put the tea tray on the table smoothly with both hands, and then bowed to Ling Shucheng seriously, and sat down slowly after arranging her skirt. The young man behind him shook the drops of water from his umbrella and stood respectfully behind her.

Ling Shu looked at her for a while, then nodded slowly, and replied in a steady tone, "It's been a while." โ€

"You have a good memory." The girl smiled sweetly at him, then meticulously poured a cup of hot tea, "Drink a little." You shouldn't catch a cold, but it's always a little more comfortable to take a sip. โ€

Ling Shucheng was unmoved, and his lowered eyes seemed to be surging with some complicated emotions.

"I didn't think you would be afraid of someone poisoning you - and certainly not for such a stupid thing."

"The last time you went to Pangu to 'sell flowers'...... Was it to plot the attack on the students shortly afterward? Ling Shucheng asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, but you didn't realize it at that time, and you generously bought all my flowers." The girl's smiling eyes seemed to be surrounded by mist in the rain.

"I can't possibly suspect someone we meet by chance."

"From our analysis of you, it seems that you have always been less defensive about women, let alone me." The girl poured herself tea and said unhurriedly, "This is not good, you will easily suffer." โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Analysis of me. Ling Shucheng repeated, "Why? โ€

"It's fate. Actually, we didn't focus on you at first, after all, your father is famous, and I didn't have the courage to do so at first. The girl blew lightly on the rim of the cup, fanning her eyelashes to look immature and a little weak, "So it is indeed 'seeing is believing', if it weren't for such a coincidental encounter, I wouldn't have known that you were such a kind gentleman." โ€

Ling Shucheng looked at her playfully blinking and suddenly frowned slightly.

He was not provoked by such slightly sarcastic words, but had a strange feeling for no reason.

This person......

Obviously, it was indeed the second time I saw it. But in some ways, it made him feel familiar.