One wanted to dispose of useless potions, the other happened to be willing to wave, and the two hit it off and made a deal.

Now that he has paid for it, Hu Siming's feeling is suddenly different, consumers are God. He unceremoniously asked for specific information, and asked the man who was doing the private job to tell everything he knew. For example, Chen Feng's plans, what preparations he has, whether there are other reinforcements, etc.

It's a pity that this man doesn't know either.

Or rather, the employer, whose intentions were unknown, didn't say much. The man only knew that Chen Feng was a repeat student of lv8, and after confirming that Hu Siming was alone, and Yan Shaoou had no companions, Chen Feng confidently made the decision to attack. As for more, the man didn't know.

This made Hu Siming a little suspicious.

After all, the incident itself is very strange. Chen Feng attacked him in the real world, this kind of plan must be very secret, how could he let others know. Moreover, Hu Siming didn't know when the employer had a relationship with him, could it be someone who had something to do with Senior Nie Yuan?

But in that case, it would be good to help openly, why do you want to find someone who takes private work, wouldn't it be superfluous?

Or, is this matter itself a trick by Chen Feng, who is in doubt?

I found several people to help, and then deliberately said that there was only one person, so that I could take the bait. But this doesn't make sense logically, under normal circumstances, knowing that someone stronger than you is preparing to attack, you must run away.

Can't figure it out!

The man didn't care so much, he had said everything he had to say, the small ointment was also in hand, and the hiring task was easy and pleasant. Just as the shuttle bus was about to arrive at its next stop, he looked at the Tissot watch on his wrist and prepared to get up and get off. When leaving, I didn't forget to give Hu Siming a gilded business card.

Zero Wind Office.

There are only five words in bold like this, no address, no business introduction, or even any other explanation, only a line of small print at the back, with a string of numbers and the surname "Zhang".

If a business card is picked up by an outsider, it will definitely feel inexplicable. Even if you call the number that is suspected of being a contact information, you will only get an empty number prompt. Only students from the same college know that it is the other party's student number, and they can only be dialed with the special contact device issued by the college.

Those who understand will naturally understand, and those who don't understand it will be useless to take it!

In the face of this person who did not forget to expand his business before leaving, Hu Siming was somewhat distrustful. But after thinking about it, he put the business card away, and he didn't know when he would be able to use it. Although he doesn't look down on this person's strength, many times, combat effectiveness does not mean a qiē.

"Ahead to the station, hurry up!"

The driver shouted loudly and stopped at the intersection. The man, who seemed to be just a stranger from beginning to end, still glanced at it casually, and ran out of the back door in two steps. He pushed away a few black taxi solicitors, walked briskly through an intersection with his head down, got into the black Jaguar XJ driven by his companion, and disappeared into the traffic.

Due to his low profile from start to finish, almost no one has any impression of him.

Seeing him disappear, Hu Siming fell into deep thought. Now, there is no point in thinking about the authenticity of this news. Hu Siming assumed that it was true, Chen Feng had already found his place in the real world, what should he do?

If you plan to escape, there are several intercity roads and national highways on the way from here to Heijo. Even if someone is following behind him, Hu Siming is confident that he will find an opportunity to get rid of the other party. After all, no matter how bold Chen Feng was, he didn't dare to attack him openly. I guess you either have to wait for dark, or find a secluded place to solve it.

So, ready to fight?

For this guy who tried to rob the equipment and slapped him in the face twice, Hu Siming wished that he would be dealt with as soon as possible. However, this person is still ghostly, and he wants to take revenge after being killed once. If he could, Hu Siming was ready to give him a hard slap and completely eradicate this trouble.

In the battle of the hunting mission, Chen Feng seemed to have only four treasures, and he was quite unsatisfactory. In terms of skills, it's a double skill.,There's an armor-piercing ability.,There's also a double speed that can continue to slow down.。 At that time, because of the level gap and the fact that there were enough props in reserve, Hu Siming and Yan Shaoou joined forces to barely beat him. But now, Hu Siming himself is lv5, with a crucial attribute bonus, coupled with a significant strengthening during this time, he is confident that he can defeat the other party.

It's just that, according to what the man said just now, Chen Feng actually rose to lv8, which made Hu Siming a little concerned. If he hadn't lied, then Chen Feng's level would have been at least two levels higher than the last fight, and his strength would probably be much stronger.

It seems that we need to be cautious.

After thinking about it, Hu Siming found that the key to the problem was whether Chen Feng had any reinforcements. There is no need for much, as long as there is one person to help, out of prudence, Hu Siming will choose to avoid the war. However, Chen Feng should not know that he has a black card, and most of them will think that he has a good chance of winning. What if he really came alone?

For Hu Siming, this is also an opportunity. Isn't it this the moment when I have worked so hard in the academy for a semester?

After repeated speculation and analysis, Hu Siming made a decision.

.........

After three hours of jolting in the car, the bus staggered into Pingcheng when the lights were on.

Compared with Zhonghai, where the weather is good, Pingcheng is relatively poor. I don't know when winter snow began to fall in the gloomy sky. It's not big, but it's a bit chilly.

Worried that the road would be icy, the minibus drivers who were in a hurry to go home did not even enter the pit stop and dropped them off directly outside the bus terminal. Some passengers who are about to enter the station will inevitably complain, but Hu Siming, who already has a plan, is more satisfied. Anyway, he didn't have any luggage, and he didn't need to do anything at the station, so he got off the train empty-handed.

Finely shredded snowflakes drifted down in the cold wind, but before they could get close to his neckline, they were melted by the heat of his body.

With all three attributes breaking 10 points, he is already a non-human body. Maybe ordinary people can't see it on the surface, but the vitality and power contained in his body are emanating through his body, which is enough to melt these fine snowflakes. Some grandmaster-level martial arts masters in the real world also have vague signs of this, but they are not as obvious as those who attribute their bodies.

In a third-tier small city like Pingcheng, no one has such a high vision and can see those little abnormalities.

The passengers who got off the bus didn't pay attention to this young man who was only wearing a thin coat and standing in the fine snow, and rushed home one by one with large bags and small bags. It wasn't until the passengers got off the road and the minibus engine rumbled, and Hu Siming turned around and drove away with tail smoke, that Hu Siming came back to his senses and left with his hands in hand. A few hundred meters away, a taxi drove by, turned a corner, and stopped in the corner of his vision.

Another cold wind blew, and an alluring aroma wafted through the air.

It was a chaotic stall that occupied an area outside the station, and in normal times, the stall owner would come out later. It's just that it has snowed in the past two days, and the chengguan got off work early, and he ran out at five or six o'clock. Noticing that Hu Siming was looking at this side, as if he was hesitating whether to eat it, the middle-aged man who was selling chaos couldn't help but greet him warmly. Lifting the lid of the pot with his hand, a burst of white mist rose in the cold air, and the tempting aroma became even stronger.

"Seemingly, it's not bad to eat a bowl of wontons first. ”

Quietly glancing at it with his peripheral vision, seeing the empty taxi leave, Hu Siming shook his head and strolled over. The footsteps creaked against the thin snow that was slightly harder. But no one noticed the near-equal pace and interval between his steps.

Two minutes later, a large bowl of hot chaos was served.

Because it has just opened, the chicken soup is full of flavor and flavor, and with the carefully blended filling, tender green onion and coriander, and dried shrimp, it is really pleasant to drink such a delicious bowl on the evening of the first snow in winter. The standard meals provided in the academy are also very good, but compared to this, it always feels like something is missing.

After eating satisfied, Hu Siming took out a newly taken 100 yuan bill and threw it to the stall owner.

"Eight bucks!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly caught it, and then said in embarrassment that he opened the stall, wanting to ask Hu Siming if he had any change.

"Then you don't have to look for it. ”

The $1 million scholarship was just given by the academy to appease them, giving Hu Siming the illusion that the money was too easy to come by. I worked so hard to play professional games for so long, and the money I saved was only a fraction of the money. At this moment, he finally understood the feeling that the nouveau riche was not bad for money, and left directly.

"****, whose rich second generation is this?"

Looking at Hu Siming, who left in a dashing manner, and then looked at the banknotes in his hand, after confirming that it was not counterfeit, the man couldn't help sighing and muttering, and put the money away, and at the same time had some secret joy in his heart. Such an unjust boss is worth him selling twenty or thirty bowls of wontons.

"Welcome to come often!"

Seeing Hu Siming, who was wearing a thin coat on a snowy day, walked out of a hundred meters away, his figure almost disappeared into the darkness, and the stall owner after the surprise remembered to attract repeat customers. However, he immediately became a little puzzled, he only put away the money for a few seconds, how could this person run so far?

It's a little weird.

However, as long as the money is real, why do you care so much else!

The man quickly relaxed, put Hu Siming's strange speed behind, and greeted the newly disembarked passengers who came out of the station.

At this time, Hu Siming had already walked through a street at a pace that seemed to be ordinary, but in fact it was faster than ordinary people running with all their might. Under normal circumstances, he only needs to walk along Chengbei Road, turn a corner in the middle, and walk home in a quarter of an hour. But today, now that he was ready to fight, he did not go in the direction of home, but turned directly onto an asphalt road facing the outside of the city.

The road conditions are already bad, and it is snowing, so there are almost no pedestrians on the road. Even the street lights on both sides of the road have become dim because of some years, and some of them are no longer bright. Such a secluded and dark location is the most suitable for doing something that is not suitable for ordinary people to know.

After an ordinary half-hour walk, he arrived on the outskirts of the city. In addition to a few dilapidated small factories and warehouses, only old villages are ready for demolition and farmland covered with winter snow.

"That's it. ”

Hu Siming looked at the environment with satisfaction and suddenly stopped