Changhong Street.

This is a street of bars, mixed with fish and dragons, busy with traffic, and every night the music is shocking, and it is very lively.

Wu Xiaode got out of the car, helped the clown mask on his face, and walked all the way, bypassing the front of the street, knocking on the side door of a bar.

The camera on the door was aimed at him.

Wu Xiaode took out the card and waved it casually.

Waited a few breaths.

The door opens.

Wu Xiaode walked in.

"Mr. Clown, you're pretty face-tty." The waiter in charge of the reception said.

"I do come less." Wu Xiaode said.

"Are you going to have fun, or are you going to get down to business?"

"Get down to business."

"Please follow me." The waiter smiled.

At this time, it was only eight o'clock in the evening, there were not many people in the venue, and the music was very soft.

Wu Xiaode followed the waiter all the way inside and entered a box in the depths of the bar.

"Welcome."

A bald man in sunglasses sat on a sofa, smoking a cigar while raising his glass to Wu Xiaode.

There were five or six beautiful women sitting on the sofa.

Several big men were standing or sitting, guarding the door, their faces full of fierce and unruly expressions.

"I need to buy something." Wu Xiaode said.

The bald man randomly swiped a few times in the void in front of him, and a soft female voice suddenly sounded in the box:

"Customer No. 3057, Platinum Card, Year of Use: Four Years, Anonymous."

The bald man "tsk" twice, spit out the smoke ring and said: "This platinum card has not been used - you must still have a lot of money in your account - do you want to spend some money, my brother will take you to have a good night today?" ”

"No need." Wu Xiaode said calmly.

"Your Excellency doesn't sound like you're eighteen years old, tsk, to get this card means you can spend whatever you want—come, let me show you the real prosperity of the world, how about it?" The bald man grinned, revealing a mouth full of rotten teeth that were yellow and black.

"I said no." Wu Xiaode said.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

"Go, get out, get out." The bald man waved irritably.

The pretty girls got up and walked towards the door of the box.

The thugs came around Wu Xiaode.

"You kid—"

The bald man was about to say a few more cruel words, but suddenly stopped.

I saw that the clown suddenly reached out and pressed lightly on the wall.

A handprint several inches deep quietly appeared.

In addition to the cement, there happened to be a steel decorative plate in the place covered by this handprint.

The steel decorative panels were also pressed into the wall—

It looks like papier-mâché.

The clown didn't say a word, but sat there as if nothing had happened.

The bald man paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "Come on, good brother, let's see each other for the first time, come and sit down and have a drink together-"

"What are you eyeless girls doing? Fei Fei, Xiao Xiao, and Lili, serve the guests together! ”

The girls laughed and surrounded Wu Xiaode left and right.

"I don't need that, I'm in a hurry, and I'm going to buy something soon." Wu Xiaode's voice sounded from behind the clown mask.

"Okay, okay, listen to you."

The bald man asked the girls to retreat, poured a glass of wine and handed it to Wu Xiaode, and then asked, "Brother, what do you want to order?" ”

"One identity."

"How long will it take?"

"Seven days."

"Seven days?"

"Yes, my time is precious, seven days...... That's pretty much enough. ”

"No problem, let's choose."

The bald man snapped his fingers and said, "Qianqian, the twenty-first type of service, providing holograms for customers to choose from." ”

A burst of light and shadow suddenly appeared in the box, condensing into the images of men with different appearances.

Wu Xiaode looked at these images and asked, "Is it reliable?" ”

"Infallible, these people are all with me, and after you choose, they will disappear for a day, and you will appear as them on the streets of the first place in the Empire-"

The bald man said in an accentuated tone: "Anything that happens on this day will be counted on their heads, even if it is murder." ”

"I guess it's not cheap." Wu Xiaode said.

"Of course, because you have a card No. 3057 in your hand and you are our platinum customer, you can enjoy such a service - the price is naturally worthy of the content of the service." The bald man said.

Wu Xiaode looked at the figures.

These people are tall and short, fat and thin, and of all ages.

"If I choose this fat man, what can I do to pretend to be him?" Wu Xiaode pointed to a balding fat man.

"Injections speed up cell metabolism, temporarily show an aging posture, and there are special modelers who will put fat glue on your body, and there will be no problems with facial modeling, and you can directly generate facial masks; As for the pupils, there are also 3D printed special optical contact lenses, so please rest assured. ”

"It's very professional, not bad, but how to solve the height?" Wu Xiaode said.

"We have a special martial arts master to provide a one-time bone reduction service, a little painful, you can choose a painless package." The bald man shrugged.

"Very well, I want this person's identity." Wu Xiaode said.

He pointed to a thin young man.

"Qianqian, read the data." The bald man said.

"Yes," the female voice began to read, "Name: Zhang Chen, a farmer in the first suburb of the capital, who has been farming in the No. 51 plantation until now. ”

"Innocent identity." The bald man said.

"Yes, that's him." Wu Xiaode said.

The door to the box opens.

Several men walked in, looked at Wu Xiaode and said, "Guest, please come with us to complete the modeling." ”

Wu Xiaode stood up.

The bald man also stood up, laughed and stretched out his hand, "Brother, welcome to the underground world, you are really good, I seem to have seen a rising star." ”

Wu Xiaode held his hand and said, "Do you have guns for sale?" ”

"Brother, guns are hard to handle, and if we have them, it's a problem." The bald man said sincerely.

"Okay, I see, thank you this time." Wu Xiaode said.

The bald man smiled and said, "Welcome at any time." ”

Wu Xiaode followed the people out of the box.

After he left, the bald man breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the sofa, grabbed the wine bottle and poured it wildly, and muttered in a low voice:

"Hell, what a hell, it almost scared me to death......"

One of his subordinates was puzzled and said, "Boss, it's just a handprint on the wall, although this kung fu is good, but it won't make you so polite." ”

Several of the other subordinates nodded their heads in agreement.

The bald man leaned his neck and drank wildly, and drank the bottle of wine completely, and his face was a little more bloody.

He stood up, walked over to the wall, and said in a low tone:

"Do you know why I'm the boss, you're not?"

The thugs shook their heads blankly.

"Vision."

The bald man said, reaching out and tapping lightly next to the handprint.

Whoa—

Fragments of masonry kept falling, and the entire wall several meters high was directly recessed inward.

The handprint from before is gone.

A giant handprint, more than a meter long and several meters deep, appeared on the wall.

The bald man ignored the surprised cries of his subordinates, took a few steps back, and looked at the huge and hideous handprint.

The unconvinced subordinate before said in a trembling voice:

"Boss, what the is this? Just looking at it, I feel my legs tremble......"

The bald man snorted coldly and scolded: "A group of little rabbit cubs, now I know that I am afraid, I don't have any eyes at all, now I will get out and do things!" ”

The thugs were completely convinced, and walked out of the box one by one.

Boom!

The door to the box closes.

The bald man took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and muttered in a low voice:

"Damn, it scared the hell out of me."

……

At night.

Changhong Street is brightly lit and the crowd is bustling.

Wu Xiaode walked slowly along the street, and suddenly looked towards the window of a shop.

The news is being broadcast on the big screen in the window.

The dignified and elegant hostess looked serious and said to the camera: "The murderer's methods are extremely cruel, and the two deceased were tied to chairs and burned alive...... The name of the murderer is: Wu Xiaode, arson and murder, currently at large, please be vigilant to the general public, the special combat team has been dispatched......"

Wu Xiaode stood still.

Two patrol officers in black uniforms walked past him without looking at him.

At this moment, Wu Xiaode's appearance has changed to a person named Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen is a suburban farmer, his identity is innocent, and he is extremely ordinary in the crowd, and he will not attract anyone's attention at all.

Wu Xiaode's eyes flickered and he looked towards the void.

The thick book with a black cover quietly opened, revealing a line of small ice crystal characters:

"Are you sure you want to place a delegate?"

"I'm sure."

Wu Xiaode said silently in his heart.

The opportunity to issue a commission was given when the Ancestral Spirit was completed.

Wu Xiaode plans to use it.

I'm going to go to the Cave of Death soon.

If you can let Xia Huilan be safe, you will have less worry in your heart.

I saw a line of small ice crystal words appear on the Book of the Dead again:

"Please find a secluded, quiet, uninhabited place where the book can be commissioned on the Wishing Wall."

Wu Xiaode thought for a while, and remembered that there were several demolition areas in this urban area, and the houses were being demolished halfway and were no longer inhabited.

- Just go there.

He was about to take a step when a piece of news on the big screen suddenly caught his attention.

I saw the host read: "The earthquake in the Western Ocean has just passed, but the coastal cities have not received any tsunamis, which is quite fortunate but also strange to us." ”

"Let's connect with the frontline reporters."

The camera turned.

I saw a middle-aged man standing on the long causeway on the coast, with a helicopter parked next to him.

He held the microphone and said: "Audience friends, I am standing on the coast now, but the tsunami did not come as scheduled...... Wait, that's a mirage! ”

He turned sideways and pointed in the direction of the sea.

On the distant horizon, many huge shadows rose silently and spread in all directions.

The middle-aged reporter gushed endlessly: "It's really spectacular, everyone knows that a mirage is a virtual image formed by the refraction of light reflected by an object through the atmosphere, and it is an optical illusion ......."

His voice stopped abruptly.

Because the huge scene on the sea is gradually becoming clearer.

It was a huge palace complex shrouded in snow and ice.

On the walls of the palace complex, one black skeleton after another, holding various blades, with a faint ghost fire flashing in their eyes, was looking in the direction of the coast.