In the basement hall, the dim incandescent lights overhead emit the sound of "hissing" electricity, and the old-fashioned record player plays music.

In the middle of the hall, there were four complete corpses, and the scene looked a little oozing.

However, the people present, whether it was Zhang Zhiwei and his party, Li Shuwen, and the people in this stronghold, had all experienced a big scene, and they didn't care about it, and they were even talking and laughing.

"What kind of hanging hair music is this, it's weird and good?" Lu Jin asked.

Recently, he has been actively looking up to his idols and has learned a lot of inexplicable, but interesting new words.

"It seems to be Maozi's music!" Lu Ci said.

"This is Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake!"

The head of the base, one of Zhang Dashuai's adjutants, explained:

"This place used to be a church built by Maozi, and most of the things in it were also Maozi, and after we occupied this place, we found that many of the things left by Maozi were very useful, so we continued to use them."

"If you want to change the music, you can tell me that there are some vinyl records here."

"By the way, if you want to drink, there are also a few large boxes of vodka in the storage room, although it is not very tasty, but it can occasionally satisfy your cravings."

"Really? Then you can try it later! Zhang Zhiwei pointed to the four corpses in the middle of the hall and said, "By the way, what are these corpses doing, they look weird!" ”

The reason for the blame is not that there is anything wrong with the corpse itself.

It's the image of these four corpses, which is actually the opposite of the four of them.

I saw that one of the corpses was tall and straight, nearly two meters long, and his body was similar to him.

There is also a corpse that is a short and fat middle-aged man, with a big belly, a fat head and big ears, and the hair on the top is also falling out, it is a Mediterranean, which looks a little obscene, but at the first glance of the past, it is inexplicably associated with the fat man Wang Ai.

The other two corpses are more than one meter seven tall, well-proportioned and robust, and look ordinary, but with the comparison of the first two corpses, it is easy to think of Lu Jin and Lu Ci.

"That's what you say!" The adjutant said: "These four corpses are all Cheka agents who have been lurking here for many years, they were killed by Li Shuwen and Uncle Li before, and they were specially used to hide your identities for you, and their names are Victor, Andrey, Boris, and Anton. ”

As he spoke, the adjutant pointed to the tallest of the four corpses, and then pointed to Zhang Zhiwei, and said:

"This corpse's name is Victor's, it's the tallest, and in terms of sheer size, he's a good fit for you."

Then, he pointed to the bald middle-aged fat corpse with a big belly, turned his head and said to Wang Ai:

"This is called Boris, the fake identity is a businessman, lurking in Bincheng, often investing in some Japanese-funded enterprises in Bincheng, buying some high-level Japanese robbers, so as to collect information, although this person's age is a few rounds older than you, but fortunately, the body is similar, you can use it!"

"As for the other two corpses, it's decent!" The adjutant said to Lu Jin and Lu Ci: "You two choose for yourself!" ”

Listening to what the adjutant said, Zhang Zhiwei was not too surprised, and when he asked this question, he had some guesses in his heart.

However, Wang Ai has a different opinion on this: "Is there any mistake, where is this middle-aged man who looks obscene like me?!" ”

In order to enhance the persuasiveness, Wang Ai even "snapped" on the ground, side by side with the short and fat middle-aged corpse.

When everyone saw it, they immediately called it a good guy, it was just like before, but now it is lying down and compared, and everyone shouted in their hearts, this is to see the old at a glance.

Zhang Zhiwei also agrees with this, what is it, it is indeed very similar, if it is not bald, it is even more like.

"Does this corpse resemble me?" He asked.

"Like!" Everyone said in unison.

"Really?" Wang Ai didn't believe it.

"Yes, it's just that you're still a little young!" The crowd continued.

Wang Ai turned his head to look at the corpse, his face changed for a moment, then he turned his head again, and said with a stubborn expression: "This is not like it at all!" ”

"You think he's not like that?" The crowd said, "Take a good look at it again!" ”

Wang Ai stared at it for a while, until he saw that he was a little suspicious, and said angrily: "It's not like, it's not like it at all!" ”

"It's not like it's like it's nothing, anyway, from now on, my name is Victor, fatty, you are called Boris, Brother Lu, your name is Andre, Erbi, your name is Anton, our identity as a Cheka agent is a real hammer!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Zhiwei gave this matter a verdict.

Zhang Zhiwei spoke, and Lu Ci and Lu Jin, who had no opinions, naturally accepted it happily, and Wang Ai, who had the biggest opinions, pursed his lips, borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and also admitted it.

In fact, the reason why he was a little annoyed and angry was because he felt a little similar, but this definitely couldn't be admitted.

Wang Ai always remembered that his grandfather and his father had said that he was still young and so fat, which was a blessing, and when he grew up and his body was pumped, he would become handsome and chic.

Therefore, he always thought that even if he was inferior to Lu Jin and Lu Ci in the future, he would definitely not be this dead fat man.

"Now that the identity is right, how do you do it?" Zhang Zhiwei asked Zhang Dashuai's adjutant.

The adjutant said: "You don't have to worry about the specifics, in fact, when you stepped into Liaodong, the intelligence personnel of the entire three eastern provinces began to revolve around you, and your every move was followed by someone to clean up the aftermath for you!" ”

As he spoke, the adjutant looked at Zhang Zhiwei with a smile: "You are the baby bump of Longhu Mountain, do you know how many people are secretly saddle your horse before and after you when you come to Liaodong this time?" ”

Hearing this, the four of them were taken aback.

"From the moment we stepped into Liaodong, we were discovered?" Lu Jin looked incredulous.

"Every move, there are people who are kind to us...... Aftermath? Lu Ci was also taken aback.

"So, I lied to the master to exterminate the bunch of lies made up by the demon before, in fact, the master knew about it, but the master didn't debunk it?" Wang Ai muttered to herself.

"Your grandfather may really not know, because all this was arranged by the Heavenly Master!" The adjutant laughed.

"The ...... arranged by my master" Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself, he was not surprised that his master could find out his whereabouts.

After entering the door of the Zhengyi Sect and giving the Zhengyi Sect, it is connected to the Dharma lineage of the Zhengyi Sect, and everywhere he goes, there are Zhengyi people, and it is not difficult to find him.

In the plot, after Zhang Huaiyi made the Jiashen Rebellion, it was hidden deeply, and all sects and factions were looking for him, but they couldn't find him, but the Heavenly Master's Mansion went down the mountain and found him.

Later, the reason why Zhang Huaiyi was able to hide for so many years was just not to look for him, he really wanted to find him, and found him in minutes.

But what Zhang Zhiwei wondered was, does the Heavenly Master Mansion have such great energy?

Also, who can follow him all the way and clean up the aftermath for himself, but he can't find out!

And...... Zhang Zhiwei looked at the adjutant in front of him, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

How did an adjutant know what the old lady of the Wang family knew, and he also said lightly that he would mobilize intelligence personnel from the entire three provinces......

Who does he think he is?

Not to mention an adjutant, even Zhang Dashuai himself doesn't have this ability.

Not only that, but this adjutant feels a little weird, with a feeling of being light and fluttering, and not being able to put it into practice.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwei's heart moved, stared at the other party, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and he activated the ability of the divine eye.

Then he was surprised to find that the adjutant in front of him was very empty.

That's right, it's empty, literally.

This adjutant gave Zhang Zhiwei the feeling that there was Qi running in his body, but the trajectory of the flow was very erratic, and there was no fixed route, just like a pool of flowing water.

This is undoubtedly abnormal.

Inhumans, whether congenital or acquired, have a set of trajectories that cannot be so casual.

Unless he's not human.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand without warning and slapped the adjutant in the head.

This slap stunned the adjutant and the others.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you ...... What are you doing? ”

Lu Jin didn't understand why Zhang Zhiwei suddenly wanted to hit the adjutant in front of him who seemed to be very talkative and greeted them warmly.

And Lu Ci was very simple, running as he wished, his whole body was full of purple qi, and he looked murderous, no matter what, he stood on Zhang Zhiwei's side.

Li Shuwen held his hands, sat on the chair with a golden knife, and watched this scene quietly.

Wang Ai, on the other hand, was more tactful, pointing at the adjutant and shouting:

"Look, look, it's not human!"

Everyone hurriedly looked.

I saw that the adjutant's head was slapped by Zhang Zhiwei and deflated by a small half, just like an inflatable doll with air leaks.

"What's going on?" Several people were stunned.

And Zhang Zhiwei's slap just now seemed to have angered the adjutant.

His face was distorted, he roared, his arms flicked like whips, and he pumped towards Zhang Zhiwei with a sound of breaking through the air.

Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand, grabbed the adjutant's hand lightly, and then pointed into a sword, with a touch of golden light on his fingertips, and slashed down the adjutant's forehead.

"Flutter!"

The adjutant's head was sliced open by the golden light, like a punctured balloon, and it instantly dried up.

It turned out that this adjutant had no bones, no internal organs and no flesh, and was only supported by a stream of Qi under a layer of skin.

The human skin was punctured, and the Qi inside suddenly flew out.

Without the support of Qi, the human skin dried up directly and became a complete human skin.

The human skin is spread on the ground like a piece of clothing, and the eyes, hair, mouth and nose are intact, and it looks like people are panicking in the back.

"Painted skin?"

"What's going on?"

Lu Jin, Lu Ci and the others were taken aback, and looked at Li Shuwen, who was sitting next to him, and wondered what was going on.

Li Shuwen squinted his eyes, and sat there with a golden knife, as if he was pretending to sleep.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't look at Li Shuwen, he looked at a dark corner of the basement that the incandescent light couldn't shine.

There was a locker there, and on the cabinet, a middle-aged man with glasses, a robe, and unkempt hair, was lying reclining there, holding a crimson wine gourd in his hand.

Just now, after the person's skin was pierced, the Qi inside returned to the person's body.

"It's such a strong way to hide, and I didn't even find out!"

Zhang Zhiwei sighed, he had already guessed who was coming, no wonder there was so much energy that could mobilize the intelligence personnel of the three provinces.

"Little Heavenly Master is polite, I'm just a cheap body, I'm good at escaping, I have no other strengths, I really want to fall into your hands, and the game will be over in the blink of an eye!"

The middle-aged man shook the gourd and said with a smile.

(End of chapter)