Knock knock.

"Young master, it's already noon, shouldn't you go to school?"

In the midst of chaos and darkness.

Liu Dehui suddenly heard the voice of the outside world.

"Uh-"

Splitting headaches.

He groaned.

The next second.

Swish!

Liu Dehui's eyes suddenly opened, and he ejected directly from the bed.

Due to excessive force.

I only heard a bang.

His head slammed into the ceiling, knocking it straight out of a gaping hole.

The gravel mixed with a small amount of white dust shook off and sprinkled on Liu Dehui.

But he wasn't in the mood to pay attention to any of that.

Instead, with a wary expression, he kept looking around.

The last memory in Liu Dehui's mind is still in the Holy Sect base.

All he remembered was that the black-robed man with the pure black mask pinched himself.

The black ring on its knuckles turned into a twisted snake that wriggled and approached its eyes.

And then after that.

Liu Dehui has no memory.

"I'm not dead?"

The pain in the brain gradually subsides.

As the tension fades.

Liu Dehui's brain also began to regain clarity, and it was no longer as muddy as when he first woke up.

He looked at his body.

He was not injured and was still wearing his school uniform.

Touched all over the body.

There is no shortage of catties or two.

"Could it be. Is it a dream? ”

Liu Dehui muttered.

No!

In an instant, he directly rejected the idea.

The fear of facing the black-robed man was too clear and real.

It's not something you can experience in a dream at all.

Liu Dehui tried to smell his body, and his facial features were twisted.

The smell of vomit still lingered on him.

Obviously,

Mr. Ugly just threw him home, which can be regarded as his kindness.

How could he still help him sort out the mess on his body.

But the traces left on his body also made Liu Dehui completely sure.

What happened to me last night was not a dream.

He was indeed captured by a group of men in black, and was also taken to an underground cavern, apparently preparing to experiment on himself.

Could it be that the other party has installed some device on himself to control himself, or to change his body?

And the reason why I was put back was because the other party wanted to observe my reaction.

Time.

I have watched countless foreign movie plots, which flashed in my mind like a marquee.

Liu Dehui looked around with a look of vigilance.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to.

Come to think of it.

He suddenly felt that those men in black were probably hiding around him, observing his every move.

It's a pity,

Liu Dehui inspected for a long time, but he didn't find anything.

On the contrary, the sound of the nanny urging to get up is becoming more and more frequent.

In desperation,

Liu Dehui could only change his clothes and wash first, and came downstairs to prepare for dinner.

Because he got up too late.

My father is no longer at home.

His mother sat on the couch and looked at him with fierce eyes.

Liu Dehui was uncomfortable.

I had to run to my mother, pinch out the reason, and promise to get up on time in the future.

Mother Liu let him go.

"Mom. I'm going to school after eating? ”

"Well, remember to apologize to the teacher and explain why."

"I see."

Looking at his mother, Liu Dehui wanted to speak and stopped.

ultimately

He didn't say what happened to him.

Those people in black are extremely not simple at first glance.

The leader is even more terrifying.

Not as a last resort.

He didn't want his parents to be involved in his own affairs.

That's it

After eating quietly, Liu Dehui said goodbye to his mother and went out directly.

He didn't go to school.

Walking and walking.

Liu Dehui's figure flashed, and he turned directly into an alley on the side of the street.

Stand in shape.

The boy's expression was solemn.

"Come out!"

"Do you think I can't see you?"

"What do you want to do when you arrested me and released me?"

"I can tell you very clearly, I won't do what you want!"

Liu Dehui vibrated loudly.

While talking,

The gaze is constantly patrolling the surroundings.

Laugh at.

suddenly

The corners of his mouth curled.

A sneer appeared on his face.

"If you don't come out again, don't blame me for not recognizing people with a pair of fists."

"I was only attacked by you yesterday before I fell into your hands for a while."

Well?

Liu Dehui shouted for a long time.

Seeing that no one showed up, his face couldn't help but show a trace of doubt.

What's the situation?

Didn't the other party send someone to follow him?

Do you really want to catch yourself and play twice?

Liu Dehui's intuition told him that this was impossible.

But now, if the other party doesn't come out, he has no choice but to take one step at a time.

Come to think of it.

Liu Dehui decided to find a place that was not too remote and there were no people, and had a good examination of his body to see what the gang did to him last night.

Meanwhile.

Bencheon City, inside a certain building.

A middle-aged man in a suit sits in his office looking at his phone.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a pattern is displayed that resembles a navigation.

In the center of the screen there is also a red dot that is constantly flashing.

The location shown is exactly where Liu Dehui is.

“.”

Listening to the Bluetooth headset, Liu Dehui talked to himself.

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and was speechless.

"This kid is going to fuck you."

He is the Holy Sect member who is responsible for monitoring Liu Dehui.

After sending Liu Dehui home last night, the middle-aged man placed the positioning and sound receiver on Liu Dehui so that he could observe the other party's movements at any time.

As soon as the other party comes into contact with the person holding the Celestial Cell, or the locator is damaged, the middle-aged person will notify the nearest Saint Cultist and go to the other party's location to investigate.

As for keeping up anytime, anywhere.

Everyone has to go to work to support their families.

How can there be that idle time.

As long as you can complete the tasks assigned by the superiors.

The process or something, if it can be simplified, it will be simplified.

This is also a characteristic of the Holy Church personnel in West China.

As for working hours, is it okay to keep an eye on them?

Of course!

Working hard during working hours is called labor in exchange for payment.

Only when you fish and paddle during working hours can you make money.

At this time.

Seeing that there was no special movement on Liu Dehui's side.

The middle-aged white-collar worker temporarily put the positioning software back in the background and opened WeChat.

【Fishing Squad】

He clicked on the group chat.

There are about seven or eight members in the group chat.

They are all members of the Holy Religion.

The first of them to join was ten years ago.

Middle-aged white-collar workers joined five years ago.

Most of them made mistakes by mistake, and they didn't want to be caught by the Wu'an Bureau, so they chose to join the Holy Sect and get a new identity to start a life.

Today.

They just want to live the rest of their lives well.

The people in the group chat are also friends that middle-aged white-collar workers have made in the Holy Sect in the past few years.

Everyone is usually fine, and they will make an appointment to get drunk and sing K or something.

If there is a task, everyone will help each other or exchange mission ideas.

The Cult's actions, with the exception of the Seal Breaking and the exploration of the Sleeping Places, are mostly solo or small groups.

It's not always possible to put it together.

For example, today.

Middle-aged white-collar workers were assigned to spy on Liu Dehui.

The others were all assigned to other teams by the two of them, constantly investigating and looking for mission objectives that met Chen Sheng's requirements.

therefore

Since yesterday, every time middle-aged white-collar workers open a group chat, they can see that their group friends are complaining.

It also made him feel very glad that he didn't have to run around like them.

But today.

When a middle-aged white-collar worker opens a group chat.

The chat record that came into view made his pupils constrict, and his breathing couldn't help but become a little heavy.

Someone died.

And there was more than one death.

According to the chat transcript.

When they were looking for a mission goal that met Chen Sheng's requirements, they clashed with him.

Although the Holy Cultists had already investigated each other's abilities in advance and prepared accordingly.

But what I never expected.

The other party has accomplices.

And

And more than one.

They seem to have sensed that someone is eyeing them.

Under the sudden attack,

One person was killed and one seriously injured on the spot.

Those who were seriously wounded also died shortly after the battle.

Although in the end, the nearby Cultists came to the aid in time and succeeded in capturing the original mission objective.

But at the cost of two lives, the enemy's accomplices managed to escape.

The losses are not uncatastrophic.

“.”

Look at the messages in the group chat.

The middle-aged white-collar worker was silent.

Death.

As a member of the Holy Church, it is not an unfamiliar word.

But familiarity doesn't mean adaptability.

In particular, the thought that such a fate could also befall him.

Middle-aged white-collar workers can't help but feel heavy in their hearts.

"Ahh

ultimately

He let out a long sigh.

Leaning against the back of the boss's chair.

Listening to the other end of the Bluetooth headset, Liu Dehui hummed and chirped.

The middle-aged white-collar worker looked at the ceiling above his head, and his eyes gradually became focused.

——

Holy Religious Base.

In the empty cave, Chen Sheng's figure appeared out of thin air.

He was shirtless, and a mist rose from his body.

Pieces of angular muscles were evenly distributed around the body, making Chen Sheng's not burly body still look full of strength.

At this time, Chen Sheng had just finished his morning exercise.

He returned to the cave, originally preparing to drink the elixir soup that had been boiled and start a new round of exercise.

But it just so happens that

As soon as Chen Sheng came back, he received a message from Mr. Mao.

After a night and a morning of searching, the other party successfully found several mission targets that met Chen Sheng's requirements.

moreover

After last night's first action.

The ugly two realized,

Compared with those with familial genetic diseases, those with peculiar abilities are more likely to have the people who need Chen Sheng.

A new round of action today.

They ordered everyone to give priority to those with strange abilities.

therefore

Although Mr. Mao only brought seven people this time, it was far less than last night.

But four of them are people with strange abilities, or powers.

Come to think of it.

Chen Sheng picked up the iron pot containing the elixir soup and set it aside.

He blew lightly.

The strong wind pressure extinguished the firewood in an instant.

subsequently

Chen Sheng put on a black robe and wore a mask.

"Come in."

The voice fell shortly after.

Mr. Mao's figure had already appeared at the entrance of the cave.

Behind him, there were also a few Saint Cultists.

"Accident?"

Chen Sheng's eyes froze.

Although he had already smelled the smell of blood on Mr. Mao and the others several kilometers away.

But what should be asked, it is still necessary to ask.

"There seem to be some small organizations operating in Bianchuan City and several surrounding cities."

"Some of them have already noticed what we have done in the past two days."

"Today, when capturing the mission target, the other party set up an ambush in advance, our people."

"How many died?"

Chen Sheng asked in a deep voice.

Hearing his slightly gloomy tone, Mr. Mao immediately showed panic.

He thought that Chen Sheng was thinking that he and others were ineffective.

He fell to his knees and slammed his forehead into the ground.

"This time, it was the subordinates who investigated unfavorably, which made the mission go wrong."

"Please punish me severely, harshly!"

I saw that Mr. Mao moved so fast.

The group of disciples behind him hurriedly knelt down.

“.”

Chen Sheng's eyebrows behind the mask were slightly raised.

This Mr. Mao spoke.

Why is there a faint smell of expectation?

Something is wrong with this man.

Chen Sheng's emotions that had finally brewed were almost interrupted.

He groaned for a moment.

It was not easy to pick up the emotions again.

"I'm asking you, how many people died?"

"Two."

"Take out a little pension and give it to the families of these two people."

As soon as these words came out.

Except for Mr. Mao, the faces of several other Holy Sect members all showed moving expressions.

They never thought that the big guy above would care about the death of a small character like them.

This cannot be said to be absent in the Holy Sect, which is full of wanted criminals, but can only be said to be rare.

What's more,

Such a person is still one of the Four Saints.

Time.

The saints couldn't help but be moved.

Although when they joined the Holy Sect, they were already mentally prepared to be killed in the mission at any time.

But now,

When he learns of his death, his family will also receive a bereavement benefit.

For Chen Sheng, in addition to fear, they couldn't help but have a trace of reverence in their hearts.

I also secretly decided in my heart that I must go all out for Chen Sheng's order.

"Yes!"

Only Mr. Mao.

Although the response is loud.

But the disappointment in the words is so rich that it borders on substance.

"Do you need to punish me—"

He seemed a little unwilling.

"Bring someone here for me, and get out of the way!"

Under Chen Sheng's reprimand.

Mr. Mao was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything more.

He silently lifted the sack in front of Chen Sheng, and after untying it, he retreated to a short distance with a group of disciples and waited quietly.

Until this time.

Only then did Chen Sheng begin to pay attention to the few people in front of him.

They all have injuries of different sizes.

apparently

In the face of the capture of the Holy Sect, most people will subconsciously choose to resist.

As for the results.

Of the seven, only one is now awake.

And the sober person is also the one who is most seriously injured.

This is a young man.

He looks similar in age to Chen Sheng.

He has a bald head and a scorpion tattooed on the top of his head.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a good person.

【Sun Yi】

[Power: 4]

[Dexterity: 6]

[Constitution: 4]

【Celestial Cell: 7%】

[Authority: Teleport (10%)]

Well?

See each other's panels.

Chen Sheng couldn't help but be surprised.

Because the authority held by the other party is a little too strange.

Authority

In Chen Sheng's opinion, it should be something similar to the power of the law.

For the power of authority he has seen is nothing more than something in nature.

Wind, fire, thunder, earth, atmosphere, etc.

But teleportation.

This is not so much the power of the law.

It's more of a superpower.

Suddenly, Chen Sheng felt that the power of authority had dropped a lot.

Could it be that the power of authority cultivated is different from the power of authority spawned by the cells of heaven and man?

Chen Sheng was suddenly a little curious.

He suddenly remembered,

I don't seem to have asked Suzaku and the others about the nature of the power of authority.

He decided that after absorbing this group of people, he would ask Suzaku about it.

"You're their leader?"

"It doesn't look very strong."

Chen Sheng was still immersed in his thoughts.

Thrown in front of him, a man named Sun Yi suddenly spoke up.

He looked Chen Sheng up and down, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, as if he didn't realize his current situation at all.

In his words, there was a strong sense of contempt.

Just listening to him makes people feel unpleasant.

Chen Sheng didn't say anything yet.

Mr. Mao, who was not far away, couldn't help it.

He didn't allow anyone to dare to disrespect Lord Xuanwu.

"You're looking for death!"

"Who gave you the courage to talk to an adult like this?"

At this time, Mr. Mao did not have the groveling flattery in front of Chen Sheng at all.

Its facial expression is hideous, and its eyes are lit up with red.

The momentum like a vicious beast gradually spread, causing the Holy Sect disciples beside him to shiver.

(End of chapter)