"Brother Hunter, I'm sorry...... It's me who wasn't careful enough. ”

The secret residence of the ghost horse knife hime, the maid-like robot made of discarded mechanical prosthetics and always carrying a metal vegetable basket, is looking at Lupin apologetically.

I've got the Steel Tyrannosaurus! But he failed to fulfill his promise to Lupin, and the ghost knife was quite aggrieved at this time.

That delicate crystal body was destroyed in the Aurora Building, and now the ghost knife can only pick up an old body and use it first.

"It's not your fault."

Lupin also changed back to his hunter form at this time, sitting at the table and rubbing his temples gently, "None of us have touched the Five Turns Undead...... I didn't expect Kawamura Jiahe's perception to be so keen, even you can't hide it. If it were me, I wouldn't have done better. ”

"Has the backup plan also failed, the five-turn divine envoy can even resist the fission warhead?" Ghost Horse Dao Ji was a little unhappy.

"Well, I knew that it was impossible for the fission warhead to destroy Kawamura Jiazuru, but I didn't expect that under his protection, I couldn't even destroy Xi Xin's medical cabin...... The body of the five turns is too huge, no less than the steel tyrannosaurus, and the regeneration speed is ridiculously fast. ”

"It's just about the same size as the Steel Tyrannosaurus......" Ghost Horse Dao Ji thought thoughtfully.

"In short, this plan failed, and the other party must know that our goal is to kill Xi Xin, and next time we will only take more targeted precautions...... Things are getting a little tricky. Lupin sighed.

In short, there must be no intersection between the two people, that is, there will be no white silk thread.

The Tyrannosaurus rex blinked heavily.

As for Wang Peng, you have even less past intersections with Tyrannosaurus! may also be because of this, after which it was used as a tool again and again to position itself.

Every time I wear it, I have a way to touch it, let alone cut it!

"There will be a way! In short, what I promised you, you will definitely accomplish. When Ghost Horse Dao Ji said that, he seemed to grit his teeth, and the mechanical joints of his fingers made a piercing grinding sound.

"Those people who connect you with white lines are dead employees of Aurora." Wang Peng observed sloppily, "And Kawamura Xixin, there are actually two white silk threads extending under my body, one thinner one connects you, and the other thicker one actually connects to the ghost knife?" ”

"Then he's worried." Ghost Horse Dao Ji looked full of concern, "You have investigated the information of our Kawamura family, and you also know that one of the signature abilities we inherited from the Lord Plath is not able to see the 'Trajectory of Fate Entanglement'...... But you're human.

And the initiator of the white silk thread is a group of deceased people wearing toad masks who are quietly kneeling on the roof of the Aurora Building!

There were no women or men, all of us were wearing Aurora's silver-white staff uniforms, but at this time, we all used sharp knives to slit open our bellies, releasing gurgling blood and dripping it under the ground.

"Again?" The Tyrannosaurus frowned deeply, concentrating on these silk lines, and suddenly, the feeling of his eyes being pulled into the distance along the silk lines reappeared.

The perspective stretches all the way along the white line...... Finally arrived at the Aurora Building.

It's just that we are doing it one by one, and it seems very laborious to do it!

I guess that maybe that white silk thread doesn't represent the relationship between two people! Or it is similar to the ancient Chinese kingdom, cause and effect entanglement and the like.

"Sure enough, those guys are doing demons again." The tyrannosaurus saw the ground in the distance of the Aurora Building, but the surrounding water was leaking, and the police, the members of the Servant God Club with ghost faces, robot soldiers, etc., were in chaos at the scene.

Wang Peng's mind turned, and he suddenly thought, is it because of the assassination operation that has just passed for a long time?

Kawamura Xixin was the most affected, but his face also changed slightly, his teeth were clenched, and his throat was faintly swallowing.

"Unpredictable, evasive, is the most common adjective for cyber warriors, want to locate your real body? It's that complicated. ”

The tyrannosaurus also did little delay, raised a hand, erected his palm into a knife, and slashed at the white silk thread of the few!

"Can your true spirit recombination only cut the white silk thread that has nothing to do with you?" Wang Peng hurriedly tried a few more actions.

"So, he's just worried about you." Kawamura Xixin is also an example, I sit in the center of the crowd, holding a simple broken knife, and I am doing the same thing.

I held up a palm...... Behind them were the dead, staring at each other, trying to look along the white line, apparently doing the same thing as themselves - letting the line of sight extend along the white line.

And it's just one stop!

After thinking for a moment, Wang Peng didn't realize.

There are seventy or eighty in total...... And the thickness is one, and the vast majority of them are connected to his body from the distant void, but one of them is the thickest, which is connected to the ghost horse sword Ji next to him!

"Why hasn't a single one of them been cut yet?" I waved my hand again and again, but I was surprised to find that the white silk thread connecting Kawamura Xi Xin and Onima Dao Ji seemed to exist in the palm of my hand.

On the contrary, there must be no intersection between the two, and there will be no white silk thread connecting the two sides.

As for why the white line between Kawamura Xixin and Ghost Horse Dao Ji is the thickest, and the white line under the Tyrannosaurus rex is thinner, perhaps because the latter is related to the two parties meeting and making a move, while the former is an indirect connection due to an explosion.

And the ghost horse knife Ji has also met and fought with Kawamura Xi Xin, and there is no intersection between the two. On the contrary, what do you have to do with these dead employees?

But the white thread that is visible to the naked eye.

And each white line connected the deceased employees, all of whom were vomiting blood at the same time, with a look on their faces, lying on the ground.

"Ghost Knife, you need to remind him of something." Wang Peng looked at the white line in the center of the chest of the dilapidated male robot from the void, and couldn't help but speak, "This group of Aurora Company is the dead, and it doesn't seem to have a strange ability to track people in the air, he and Kawamura Xixin have fought at close range, be careful, I found him in that way." ”

"Brother Hunter, why is he distracted?" Ghost Horse Dao Ji is using your rusty metal palm to shake behind Wang Peng's face.

I stood up, frowning slightly.

And at this moment, the world in my eyes suddenly appeared these strange "white silk threads"!

When it came to ensuring that the deceased was present, Wang Peng was now accustomed to loading the True Spirit Reorganization of the Hunter form, not to guard against the Kawamura family's strange ability to detect the deceased.

"What the hell, in the past half a month, there has been no such white line to spy on your position...... Why are there so few white lines all of a sudden, and all of them are pointing at you? ”

In a flash, he returned to the hidden residence of the ghost knife.

However, there is a theory of pinching, pinching, grabbing, and flicking.

The tyrannosaurus was slightly stunned, and his eyes looked at the air on the side.

Suddenly.

Those are all speculations of slow flashes, and Wang Peng has nothing more important to do at this time.

The Tyrannosaurus used a fission warhead to blast half of the Aurora Xiaoxia, which only injured Xi Xin Kawamura at that time, and also crushed a few dead employees in the Xiaoxia...... But to say, we haven't met ourselves before, but have been hurt by ourselves, so from there is nothing to nothing, there is a certain causal association!

As if no strings were snapping soundly, as was the case with the next experience, those white lines seemed so strong on the soles of the True Spirit's reconstituted hands that they broke one after another, and disappeared with a trace.

That's the only variable in the back and front!

Collapse Collapse Collapse!

The crowd was the dead, and they were all trying to narrow their eyes, staring at the white silk thread behind their faces, as if they were trying their best to look into the distance.

There is a way to touch this white line.

It was the blood spilled from the abdomen of the dead that formed a strange symbol on the ground, and in the center of the symbol of the crowd, there were white silk threads extending one by one.

After doing all that, the tyrannosaurus was also slightly stunned.