It's a small hair salon with only six people in the whole salon, and two of them are lazy shampoo cleaners, yawning all the time.

The rest are all barbers and bosses, plus one guest, except for Zhang Qiang, an immortal cultivator, there are five civilian death quotas in this mission, and now it is just right, that is to say, within the default range of the state, these five civilians have died.

In the case of a god hunter warrior hunting an immortal cultivator, no injured witnesses are allowed to live, because a living injured person is very troublesome to deal with, that is to say, either these five civilians don't see anything, or these five civilians die with the immortal cultivator! Of course, ordinary god hunter warriors will still try their best to choose to shoot without affecting ordinary people, of course, not because they are afraid of the dead, but because sometimes ordinary people are more troublesome to deal with than immortal cultivators.

If Zheng Xian can catch or kill Zhang Qiang, there will be a special aftermath team to deal with the problem, fire, gas leakage, building collapse, ground subsidence, and even food poisoning, etc., no matter what he does, in short, the aftermath team has a way to solve the problem.

Zheng Xian did not carry offensive equipment, if you want to obtain equipment, you must first take over the task, and then return to the Sixth Division of Business, obtain the qualification to open the combat weapon cabin, and enter all the weapons taken away into the record, and then you can take it away, Zheng Xian does not have this time, of course, he is not qualified to be suspended from work and vacation, and the combat weapon cabin will not be open to him anyway, in fact, it is an accident for Zheng Xian to be able to receive this task.

At this time, Zheng Xian knew that his actions should have been discovered by the people in the scientific research room of the sixth business department, and the computers of the business department could be connected to all the networked cameras in the entire city.

In today's city, there is no secret at all, there are dozens or even hundreds of cameras on every street, and countless cameras constitute a dense sky net, and every move of people in the city cannot escape the eyes of people with intentions.

As long as it is in the city, there is no case that the police cannot solve, and this is definitely not an exaggeration, and the reason why some cases cannot be solved is simply that the case is not big enough to mobilize the necessary police force.

Zheng Xian went straight into the hair salon, his mobile phone vibrated a little, and he received a text message, Zheng Xian said that this text message must have been sent by the business department, because Zheng Xian's mobile phone has been answering, so the other party can only contact him by text message!

Zheng first turned off the mobile phone in his pocket, and with a sweep of his eyes, he found Zhang Qiang sitting in front of the computer, although it was just a back, but the hairstyle of the barber is generally special, and this Zhang Qiang is no exception, his hair is dyed in a bright yellow color, just like a top cowherd in Japan, easy to identify!

Immediately, Zheng Xian took a closer look in the hair salon, and his heart was slightly relieved, there was no camera in this hair salon, indeed, a small hair salon is nothing worth stealing, and the most valuable thing in the whole store is probably the bed that washes hair.

It's about ten o'clock in the evening, and it's estimated that it's not long before closing, at this time, there is only a rather obese middle-aged woman holding an iPad watching a Korean soap opera in the hair salon perm, and the Korean dialogue in the iPad is very loud, echoing in this small hair salon, and the screams of the songs with inferior sound in the hair salon are suppressed, and the middle-aged woman giggles and laughs from time to time.

Seeing Zheng Xian coming, the little girl from the hair salon who was rubbing her eyes immediately greeted her, glanced at Zheng Xian, and asked a little strangely, "Mr. has a haircut?"

No wonder this little girl asked such a boring topic, Zheng Xian touched his short hair, which had only taken more than five hundred neat haircuts three days ago, and nodded.

Zheng Xian because of the hardships he suffered too much in the past few years, so he is now a person who pays great attention to the enjoyment of life, he used to have no money to come to this kind of small hair salon, but now he does not come at all, and he does not enter the door at all if he does not need a few hundred yuan for a haircut. Zheng Xian's idea is very simple, to live is to live a good life, to live a chic life, and it is not that you can't make money!

"Do you know a master?" asked the little girl as she skillfully pulled out a fairly clean white thick robe from the neatly folded wardrobe on the table for Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian glanced at the white robe, he really didn't like white, at this time, Zheng Xian even felt that this robe was a little unlucky, and then Zheng Xian glanced at Zhang Qiang and said, "That's it." ”

Zhang Qiang was playing with a computer that looked like a product of the 80s, and Dididi's voice easily told Zheng Xian that Zhang Qiang was chatting about QQ, Zheng Xian's eyesight was now much stronger than before.

Zhang Qiang is asking a female netizen to meet and open a room at night, and they have almost chatted, at least the other party has agreed and is discussing the address, complaining that the hotel Zhang Qiang is looking for is not high-end enough, and Zhang Qiang wants to take her to drink first and so on.

Zheng Xian knew from experience that this Zhang Qiang should have asked some little girls or good families to come out through QQ chat, and then absorb the vitality of these women. The woman who has been sucked out of her vitality will turn into a dry corpse, smash it and grind it into foam, throw it into the toilet bowl and flush it, destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, so clean that no one can find the corpse. This is also the reason why although the police paid attention to Zhang Qiang, they had nowhere to start.

Zheng Xian also knew that the Dao immortal cultivators would not go to those young girls and young women who had lost their footing, and the vitality of those who specialized in this profession was entangled with too many unclear dirty things, and once the immortal cultivators absorbed it, it was not only useless but harmful.

Hearing this, Zhang Qiang hurriedly typed a line of words that Zheng Xian couldn't see, then turned off QQ, turned around, stood up with a smile, and took out the haircutting tools that had been put away by him.

This is a shy sunny boy, who looks like he is only in his early twenties, with a smile and a pair of tiger teeth, and a pair of eyes that are particularly bright, ordinary girls will be in a hurry to take the bait when they see it, and it is hard to believe that he is related to the three murders.

The little sister wanted to wash Zheng Xian's hair, Zheng Xian said: "No need, I'm in a hurry, spray some water and cut it directly." Zheng first glanced at the dark inner room, and said: "It's a little cold, I can't blow the wind, let's go inside and get a haircut!"

Now is the time when the heating has not yet been provided in October and the temperature is getting lower and lower, and the area at the door is indeed a little cold!

After all, it is a small hair salon, everything has to be calculated, the actual area of this hair salon is much larger than the door face, but it is a little narrow, the room is open when there are many people during the day, and the lights are turned off at night to save electricity, but the customer's requirements are naturally no problem.

Even if the little sister turned on the light in the inner room, Zheng Xian went straight to find a position behind the pillar and sat down, where the haircut just formed a small isolation from the outside, and the haircut could not be seen outside, and the outside could not be seen inside, which was equivalent to an independent small space.

The middle-aged woman who was burning her hair immediately shouted that she wanted to go to the back room to burn her hair, complaining that the boss told her to be frozen, one bite at a time, and a Korean drama accent, which tasted weird.

Zheng Xian frowned slightly, if the woman insisted on coming in, Zheng Xian would have to figure out how to kill her before she screamed and screamed, Zheng Xian chose to avoid the camera in the back room on the one hand, and on the other hand, he wanted to kill a few innocent people on the scene.

The boss had already smiled and said, "I'm sorry sister, two days ago, the water leaked, and the power supply in the back room was flooded, and now I don't dare to use it, I'm afraid of connecting to electricity." ”

The middle-aged woman didn't believe it, stretched her neck to look at the inner room, and sure enough, there was a water stain on the wall, and then looked at the charging fader in Zhang Qiang's hand, and then pouted and continued to immerse herself in the Elysian world of Korean dramas.

This is the first time that Zheng Xian has faced an immortal cultivator without any equipment on his body, according to the precautions marked on the God Hunter Manual, when encountering such a situation, you must avoid conflicts, pretend to be passers-by, as long as ordinary immortal cultivators are not just out of retreat and are extremely hungry, or are forced to a desperate road and fall into a state of madness, they will not easily attack passers-by outside the target.

But now Zheng Xian has no reason to avoid it.

The vitality of the C-level locust is at least 500, and Zheng Xian's vitality before he obtained the Heaven and Earth Bridge is about 100, what kind of situation is it now, Zheng Xian himself is not very clear, the cook's vitality is about 700, he passed the Heaven and Earth Bridge to Zheng Xian, but it may not be that all the 700 vitality power was given to Zheng Xian, and the intermediate loss is still very large, so Zheng Xian estimates that his vitality at this time will definitely not exceed Zhang Qiang. Moreover, Zheng Xian is not likely to use this kind of strength, and he has to discount it again, relying on the strength of the cultivators who are obtained from the chef will not be able to deal with Zhang Qiang.

When Zheng Xian sat on the chair, Zhang Qiang carried the tool bag containing the scissors and combs on his waist and followed. Zheng first glanced at the bright scissors, as well as the electric clipper in Zhang Qiang's hand, both of which were fatal things, and then turned his head to look at himself in the mirror.

"Sir, is it longer or shorter?" Zhang Qiang asked with a sunny smile while spraying water on Zheng Xian's head with a watering can, revealing two tiger teeth, which seemed to be completely incompatible with the dull atmosphere in the whole room, giving people a sense of vitality.

Zheng first tugged at his hair of about six centimeters, and then said, "Be short, spirit!"

Zheng Xian suddenly wanted to make a break with his past self, and at the same time say goodbye to Tong Yi and Wu Feng, now he is an immortal cultivator!

Zhang Qiang seemed to love to laugh, smiled, and began to cut Zheng Xian's hair, the movements were skillful, the technique was also good, each cut was very measured, it can be seen that Zhang Qiang put a lot of thought into this haircut.

In fact, as long as you are an immortal cultivator, as long as you refine the Heaven and Earth Bridge, as long as you do it with your heart, there is no reason why you will not succeed no matter what you do.

It's just that there aren't many immortal cultivators who love to be in the limelight in this world where immortal cultivators are like lost dogs, and most immortal cultivators prefer to hide in such a small place and live quietly.

The chef in the small restaurant that Zheng Xian caught last time, and this Zhang Qiang are like this.

Zheng Xian estimated that the devil and Wang Cheng would have at least fifteen minutes to arrive here, after all, moving in the city and being affected by the traffic environment, it was impossible to be as comfortable as in the wild.

What is now in front of Zheng Xian is how to subdue this C-level immortal cultivator behind him who has several lives on his back in this short fifteen minutes, without alarming the people outside, this big boy with bright eyes who shows two tiger teeth with a smile!

And in this short period of time, he will be tortured to find a way to draw on the vitality of his life.

At this time, Zheng Xian only had three needles on his body, and there were no other weapons!

Zheng Xian slowly closed his eyes, as if he wanted to squint, in fact, countless pictures were flashing in Zheng Xian's mind, how to make a move, how Zhang Qiang fought back, how to deal with it, how to toss and turn in this small and cramped space......