"Who the hell are you?"

The leader of the Nineteen Insects suddenly became irritable when he saw that Mu Qingyang had not answered his question for a long time. He slapped the railing and yelled.

Just as he was thundering, a short subordinate hurried over to him, and after a moment of whispering, the leader fell silent. He took two steps back and forth on the spot, and suddenly looked up and asked, "Are you an official person?" ”

Mu Qingyang sneered: "Believe me, no matter what my background is, you can't afford to mess with me." ”

The leader seemed to be reluctantly suppressing his anger, clenched his fists vigorously, and then said slowly: "There may be some misunderstanding between us, in fact, we can go our separate ways, but we have never encountered each other. ”

"But the treatment I suffered made me very angry, and for my position, maybe we should have a fight, after all, you started this matter first." Mu Qingyang now decided to dispose of these scum, no matter what, this kind of goods that can't be put on the table, even if he cleans it up, he will never have a bad conscience.

"You're going to let you die with this decision, although we're not a big force, but we're not an ordinary gang that can be kind." The man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that the fat man opposite was not as harmless as he looked on the outside, so he simply dismissed the idea of solving it peacefully.

"Shoot! Kill him......"

He was very decisive, and since he wanted to make a move, he gave the order without the slightest hesitation.

It's a pity that he still underestimated Mu Qingyang's methods, although the gloomy environment covered their identities, but at the same time, it also allowed Mu Qingyang to secretly release the Lulu Sword without being discovered by them.

With a bang, the big sword came out of the box, and in a flash of cold light, it directly cut off the fingers of several people above, along with the guns in their hands......

"Flying Sword!"

The leader of the Nineteen Worms suddenly screamed like a frightened mouse. He carefully took out a bamboo pipe from his arms, and then opened it viciously: "Boy, let you taste the taste of this iron-winged centipede!" ”

It seems that this person is not simple, he actually has some methods, and nineteen finger-sized centipedes flew out of the bamboo pipe.

As the leader whistled, the centipedes rose in the wind, and suddenly grew several times larger, and now they looked like they were arm thick!

One by one, they shook their heads and tails, floating back and forth in the sky, and if you looked closely, in addition to the colorful bodies and sharp claws, there were also several pairs of transparent thin wings on their bodies, which they also used to keep flying in the sky. However, just by looking at the appearance of this evil form, Mu Qingyang can conclude that this kid must have some kind of relationship with the Descending Sect!

"Do you know why I'm called the Nineteen Worms? That's them, they're my natal Gu worms, nineteen insects, nineteen iron-winged centipedes! Brat...... Whether you're from the Sword Sect or not, give me nourishment for the little boys......"

The evil insects flew wildly and pounced on Mu Qingyang, only to see those fanged mouths wide open, making a hissing roar, and they were about to bite his throat!

"It's not that easy, give me a ......" A handful of yellow talismans suddenly appeared in Mu Qingyang's hand, which were sprinkled like a rain of flowers in the sky, a blood-red firelight burst out, and a ball of fireball suddenly burst in front of him, and the centipedes were blown up and squeaked, and there was a flash of electric light, and the surroundings were instantly reflected blue, and the strange poisonous insects were all burned and curled up at once......

"Ah...... You...... You're a talisman master! Yes...... It hurts me, bastard...... How dare you break our agreement, you're dead! The centipedes were seriously injured and did not dare to attack again, but they devoured the leader of the nineteen insects together, and together with those little minions, they were bitten into a blur of flesh and blood in an instant, and the nineteen insects screamed and scolded, and ran to the dark, the sound gradually faded away, and soon disappeared.

"Humph! Agreed ......"

Hearing the words of the Nineteen Insects, Mu Qingyang immediately had some speculations - it seems that those guys who claim to be decent are not as regular as the rumors.

After a few turns underground, it can be seen that this is an abandoned underground bomb shelter, this kind of underground construction abounds in the city, all of which are masterpieces of the sixties, when the construction of bomb shelters was a trend, but not much was used, and later most of them were abandoned.

Found an upward staircase, Mu Qingyang walked up slowly, and when he came out of a hidden passage, he found that he had stood at the end of an alley, next to an ordinary express hotel, next to him was a huge iron garbage bin.

Surrounded by a mess of piles of debris, this is probably an area that is being renovated by the street, and the time is at night, in this case, this hotel seems to be in a bleak business, only to see the occasional few windows showing lights, I don't know if it has anything to do with the nineteen insects.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't think of a reason, Mu Qingyang went to the hotel and asked for a suite, and the money by his side was enough for him to pay five days' rent in advance. He specified a room on the second floor, because he lived on the second floor, and it was much more convenient to climb out of the room through the window if necessary, and even if he jumped from the window, he would not fall and get hurt.

When he arrived in the room, Mu Qingyang lay on the bed, closed his eyes and meditated. It took a while for me to gradually settle down, and I felt that the first priority was to return to the scene of the second murder, because since the mysterious murder happened outside his premises, it was clear that this murderer had a special feeling for this place, so he chose it as the place where he committed the murder.

But how do you get close to the scene of the murder?

Mu Qingyang suddenly remembered that there were several villa-style buildings near the military region, and one of them was a gift from a military boss in private, the reason was because of some kind of personal contact, this matter was just to hide some shady things for Mu Qingyang, at that time, it was just to see that he had no major problems of principle, and Li Moliu's former old superior, so he helped him, but this person was very grateful to Dade, so the house was transferred to Mu Qingyang's name.

Because these high-level executives are accustomed to transferring assets, the villa was purchased in the name of a friend of his, and this transfer was signed in the form of a gift with a notarized formality, but Mu Qingyang didn't care about the property, so he didn't go through the change of the name of the property. But now it has become a wonderful cover, and it has given him a place to live.

The main keys are still on his body. With the makeup on his face, Mu Qingyang could hide from any agent and enter that villa to live in a grand manner!

But right now, there are probably already nineteen worm spies in this hotel, and it is also a trouble to hide from them......

Mu Qingyang jumped up and went around, and in the end, he decided to take the risk to wash the oil paint on his face!

If the ghost doctor's confidence in his craftsmanship is not bad, then the makeup oil paint on his face should definitely be able to be washed off, and the consequences after washing, he doesn't think about it for the time being, because today's makeup is not of much benefit to him, and now it is like the target of that criminal group, and it is very likely that this nineteen insects have also made this appearance public and used it to secretly want.

Mu Qingyang entered the bathroom, put water and antidote in the basin, and first wet his face with his hands, and when the wet hands touched his face, he felt that the oil paint had melted and his eyes were blurred, and his hands were already full of oil paint.

The ghost doctor really didn't tell a lie, the oil paint on his face was taken off as soon as he washed it, and it only took three minutes to wash it, and the oil paint on his face had been washed clean, Mu Qingyang smiled bitterly, thinking that the ghost doctor had finally done him a favor, and after washing off his makeup, he could put on his makeup again.

Wiped his face dry and looked up.

His eyes happened to be on the mirror of the washbasin, and he glanced into the mirror, and Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment. After washing off the paint, what appeared in the mirror was not himself, it was definitely not ......

It was a middle-aged man with a hooked nose, with a very gloomy appearance, and belonged to the category of hateful faces.

Mu Qingyang leaned his face closer to the mirror, trying to find the original traces on this face that belonged to him, but he couldn't do it at all, it was as if he had been replaced.

At this time, it dawned on him!

The ghost doctor's methods were really amazing, when he helped him put on makeup, he first disguised him as a gloomy-looking person who did not arouse people's affection, and then, with another oil paint, disguised him as a ridiculous middle-aged man. He made up two procedures, so that Mu Qingyang himself immediately became another person after washing off the layer of makeup on his face!

couldn't help but secretly admire the wonderfulness of the ghost doctor's methods, Mu Qingyang knew that he could easily hide from Lao Zheng and Nineteen Insects now. And the room on the second floor he chose was also very useful at this time, Mu Qingyang stretched his waist, and his body was raised a few inches, and now he seemed to be a different person, and then pushed open the window of the bathroom and fell down the water pipe.

In less than a minute, he was down-to-earth, passed through a corridor from the kitchen, and arrived at the main entrance of the hotel, Mu Qingyang saw two people standing idle, most of them were ordered by the Nineteen Insects to follow, but now that he walked in front of them, they didn't even look at themselves - what they were going to follow was a fat man Mu Qingyang who was disguised as a ridiculous face, and they never dreamed that the target would become so fast!

I got out of the hotel, walked two streets, hailed a taxi, and drove straight to the villa.

When the car was about to arrive at the villa, Mu Qingyang had already seen many plainclothes agents, and he knew that Lao Zheng really dispatched all the forces of his subordinates in order to find his whereabouts.

When the car stopped at the door of the villa, Mu Qingyang felt that sharp eyes were shooting at him from all directions. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, what if he recognized them?

Mu Qingyang paid the car slowly, and when he saw himself in the rear mirror of the car, he couldn't help but let go of his heart: "Since I can't even recognize myself, how can others recognize me?" ”

After the car left, he went to the big iron gate, took out the key, and before the key could be put into the lockhole, there were two big men, one left and one right, standing beside him.

Mu Qingyang had already expected such a situation, and immediately showed a look of horror, and shouted loudly: "Robbery, help!" “

Because the ghost doctor used some means in my mouth, his voice changed subtly, so Mu Qingyang's voice also changed and became very ridiculous.

The two plainclothes agents obviously didn't expect the other party to "scream", and they hurriedly stepped back.

Mu Qingyang was still shouting, "Robbery!" Robbery! “

Several men rushed up to him and shouted, "What's your name?" Who are you? “

Mu Qingyang retreated, returned to the iron gate, and said, "You ...... Who are you? The two big men took out their documents, raised them in front of him, and said, "We are police officers." “

He took a long breath, pretended to be inexplicable, pointed to the villa, and whispered, "What? What's wrong with my friend's house? “

The four plainclothes agents widened their eyes and said, "Who the hell are you?" “

Mu Qingyang said the name of the high-ranking official's friend, and then said, "I'm his cousin, and I'm looking after the house." As soon as he mentioned the friend of the high-ranking official, the expressions of those people immediately calmed down, and it was estimated that he had concealed them all, and walked away impatiently. Only one person patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, you have to be careful, several people have died here recently." “

Mu Qingyang said: "Don't laugh, will I be afraid?" "What else did the man want to say? But another man dragged him away.

He was secretly amused in his heart, opened the door and walked in. I never went upstairs, but rested in the room downstairs, and when it was dark, I hid myself outside and looked into my room.

Seeing the figures in the original room, it was obvious that Lao Zheng had used this place as the headquarters of his temporary work.

After looking at it for a while, he couldn't see anything famous, Mu Qingyang thought that the murderer might have already gone away, but he was still waiting for the rabbit.

But the underground passage at the entrance of the bank, which he had carefully looked at when he came out, had found no mistakes, so what else could he do now besides waiting here carefully for observation?

Mu Qingyang knew that this villa must also be under close surveillance, although it was dark, the infrared inspector could make people who were active in the dark have nothing to hide, and he still had to be careful in his actions.

He didn't have long standing by the wall before he walked out the back door, pretending to be dumping garbage. Another plainclothes agent walked up to him and said, "Hey, it's getting dark, if you want to die, don't walk around." “

Mu Qingyang's eyes widened and asked, "What is the matter?" “

The plainclothes agent said coldly, "Don't ask. “

Mu Qingyang had no choice but to retreat again. That night, he barely slept, and tried all kinds of methods to get some clues, but he found nothing. It was at dawn that I fell asleep, and I didn't wake up until the afternoon.

I went to the garden, pretending to be busy, but constantly keeping an eye on what was happening outside.

But it seems that everything is no different from yesterday, Mu Qingyang was secretly anxious to run back and forth on the grass in his heart, and even knocked down something.

He hurriedly leaned down, but was completely stunned by what was in front of him! (To be continued.) )