Xicheng, Dingsheng Garden, inside Villa 66.

"Mr. Ren... The people sent to deal with Fang Kun and Liang Sheng... Lost contact. ”

"Huh!?"

He snorted heavily through his nose. Ren Haifeng's face instantly became gloomy, his eyes looked at the person in front of him coldly, and he said in a voice without the slightest emotion: "In other words, you messed up the things I explained to you?"

His body trembled suddenly, and Xu Jun, who was already densely covered with sweat on his forehead, could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, his knees weakened, and he fell to the ground with a "poof". His head fell to the ground and he said as he knocked down, "I'm sorry Mr. Ren, I didn't know it would be like this." In order to make sure that nothing went wrong, I sent two of the best people under my command over. It's just killing two ordinary people, or when the other party is unprepared, it stands to reason that it is impossible to miss. I really don't know why that's happening..."

After hearing this, Ren Haifeng also realized that something was wrong.

Indeed, the contact number with the other party was made by himself. And it can be seen from the other party's reaction at the time that he was not suspicious.

After all, something so big happened. Except for Wang Shao in the entire Star City, no one could save him. From this point of view, he should not be prepared.

And, take 10,000 steps back, even if he is prepared. The people sent by his side will not even have time to react, and they will completely lose contact.

Unless...

Thinking of this, a figure inexplicably appeared in his mind.

Could it be him!?

That unknown cultivator?

Thinking of this, Ren Haifeng's brows couldn't help but furrow deeply. Looking down at Xu Jun, who had already broken his forehead in front of him, he asked in a deep voice, "Where is that Wang Meng?"

"Huh!"

The cold sweat flowed more. Xu Jun swallowed his saliva hard, and said in a dry tone: "No... No. ”

"No!?"

The voice grew colder. Ren Haifeng looked at him as if he were looking at a dead man: "Such a big target, did you tell me?"

"Mr. Ren, it's not me looking for a reason. Xu Jun cried with a sad face, looked up at him and said: "Zhao Siqi didn't go back to the company after leaving the construction site, nor did she go home, her car was driven away by Zhao Mingyi's assistant Gao Liang." Gao Liang followed Zhao Mingyi out of the company about half an hour after Zhao Siqi left the construction site. Originally, we also arranged for someone to follow them, but the other party was surprisingly vigilant this time, and dumped our people halfway..."

"Smack!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a slap had already been slapped in his face. Xu Jun screamed and was directly knocked to the ground.

Looking at him with cold eyes, Ren Haifeng said in a cold tone: "Isn't this called finding a reason?

"Poof...", he opened his mouth and spat out two teeth mixed with blood. Xu Jun didn't dare to quibble anymore, let alone complain, but forcibly endured the pain and knelt down again, lying his whole head deep on the ground, without saying a word.

Glanced at him coldly. Ren Haifeng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then reopened his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "For the sake of you following me for so many years, I will give you one last chance." Three days, you only have three days. I want not only the location of this person, but also his entire profile. After three days, if you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, you know the consequences!"

Hearing this, Xu Jun suddenly raised his head, looked at him with a look of surprise, and then excitedly kowtowed on the ground three times in succession, and said while kowtowing: "Thank you, Mr. Ren, thank you, Mr. Ren!"

"Why don't you go soon?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go!"

When Xu Jun left, Ren Haifeng turned around, slowly walked to the window, looked at the night sky outside in a daze, and muttered to himself: "Wang Meng..."

What Ren Haifeng was worried about was not that he saved Fang Kun and Liang Sheng. After all, it doesn't matter. To put it mildly, even if Zhao Mingyi knew that Wang Shao was messing with him, he didn't dare to complain at all.

What he's really worried about... How could that person named Wang Meng suddenly appear by Zhao Siqi's side and go to Longhu Bay.

Will he... What did you know?

Thinking of this, a strong murderous intent suddenly burst out in his eyes.

"Whether you know it or not... You're going to die if you broke in!"

Early in the morning, at half past five, the construction site of Tianyuan Villa Area in Longhu Bay.

Slowly opening his eyes and seeing that the sky was gradually starting to brighten, Su Zhe sighed and stood up.

The wound on his back is almost healed. Correspondingly, the dragon qi of this night is basically equal to white absorption.

But he was helpless about it. Because he can't control the operation of the Push Astrolabe, naturally there is no way to stop it from consuming dragon qi to repair his body.

"Forget it, this thing is the same as money, how can there be anything that is earned and not spent?"

muttered softly in his mouth, and after comforting himself, Su Zhe stretched his waist, and then picked up the bag full of medicine, and his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

Morning, a quarter past nine. Su Zhe finally returned to Wanke Huayuan again.

The reason why it was delayed so late was mainly because he deliberately went to the largest Chinese medicine pharmacy in Dongcheng to complete all the medicinal materials needed to refine the Xiaoyun Spirit Pill. Of course, for the sake of insurance, he deliberately bought a full amount of five.

A success? He really didn't think about it.

And the time required for an alchemy is about two hours, and these medicinal materials are enough for him to squander for a day.

By the way, on the way back, he also hired a painting tutor for himself on his mobile phone. However, the other party could not come to the door until about four o'clock in the afternoon.

This was just right, he just had time to study alchemy.

"Ding. ”

The elevator stopped on the seventh floor, and Su Zhe, who was carrying a large bag and a small bag, walked to room 702, first put the thing on his right hand on the ground, and took out the key. was about to open the door, but there was a sudden "click" behind him. He subconsciously turned around, and saw that the door of 701 had been pushed open, and a graceful figure wearing a big red hip-wrapping skirt appeared in his sight.

"Hey, handsome guy, morning!"

Su Zhe, who was stunned, came back to his senses and said in surprise: "Sister Ding, it turns out that you also live here?"

"Didn't Xiao Wu tell you?" Raising his hand and brushing the brown hair around his ears, Ding Qian thought about it, and then said dumbly: "I know." He was probably worried that after telling you, you would skip him and go straight to me and sign a contract with me privately, so that he wouldn't get the commission. ”

Su Zhe suddenly showed a look of surprise when he heard this. Before signing the contract, the agent would definitely not tell him where the landlord lived, and after signing the contract, he was in a hurry to leave, and he didn't give the other party a chance to say more, so he didn't know that he and the landlord were neighbors until now.

But these were all small things, and he didn't bother to care about them, so he just smiled. Changed the topic and said, "Sister Ding, are you going out?"

This is nonsense, but Chinese people like to talk nonsense. Ding Qian didn't care, nodded with a light smile, and said, "Well, I have something to go out, what about you?"

As she spoke, she looked down at the big and small bags in the other party's hand and by the door, and smiled: "Just home?"

Su Zhe smiled back and said, "Yes." ”

After all, the two sides are not acquainted. When the topic came to this, Ding Qian felt that it was almost the same, so she raised her wrist and looked at the time, and said, "Then you go into the house, I have to leave quickly, and we will talk again when I have time." ”

"Good..."

Su Zhe nodded, turned around, and was about to pick up the key again to open the door. But after hesitating for a moment, he still took a step back and shouted in the direction of the elevator: "That... Sister Ding?"

"Huh?"

Ding Qian, who had already pressed the elevator, turned her face sideways, looked at him and said, "What's wrong?"

"Hmm..."After carefully sorting out the wording, Su Zhe slowly spoke: "Sister Ding, forgive me for taking the liberty of taking the liberty, if the matter is not very important, you had better try not to go out today." ”

Ding Qian couldn't help but look at him in surprise when she heard this, and said, "Why?"

"Uh..."

Su Zhe opened his mouth, thinking about how to explain it to her. But a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

Why should I rack my brains to explain? This Ding Qian is the "landlord". She drives a Maserati president, wears Chanel, and carries LV, which doesn't look like a simple person. I want to open a studio and take the high-end route, and Uncle Zhao alone is not enough. Isn't she exactly one of my potential contacts and clients?

After thinking about this, Su Zhe hooked the corners of his mouth, simply turned around, faced her directly, and said, "Sister Ding, I haven't officially introduced myself to you yet, have I? My name is Su Zhe, and I am currently setting up a studio called 'Yanxing', and my profession is... Warlock. ”

As soon as these words came out, a strange color suddenly appeared in Ding Qian's beautiful eyes. She frowned and said, "... Warlock?"

"Yes. Su Zhe didn't seem to see her strange eyes, and said without changing his face: "Do you know Qimen Dunjia?"

“... I've heard of it. ”

"Qimen Dunjia is also known as the art of divination. Su Zhe smiled and said, "Of course, in my opinion, this statement is problematic. Because divination is only part of its power. ”

Hearing this, Ding Qian's brows were already wrinkled unconsciously, and she began to be a little impatient.

If it weren't for his handsomeness, she would have turned around and left.

But even so, she raised her wrist again to look at the time, and then said in a flat tone: "Mr. Su." I really don't have much time, what the hell are you trying to say?"

Even the title has changed. Obviously, the other party is really not in the mood to talk to him.

Su Zhe shook his head and said, "I just want to tell you that I can read divination." Sister Ding, you may not believe it when you say it. But you're my landlord after all, and now that I can see it, I feel like I need to remind you. ”

As he spoke, he looked directly into the other party's eyes, and said with a serious face: "Your right eyebrow is scattered, and this performance in physiognomy is easy to attract blood light." There is another acne in the middle of the forehead, which is a sign of ruined wealth. Coupled with your obscurity, these all indicate that your luck today is very poor. That's why I would advise you not to go out today. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ding Qian's face changed instantly. But not in surprise, but in frost.

The Scourge of Blood, the Omen of Fortune, and the Bad Luck?

What kind of divination looks, isn't this a curse?

If it weren't for the good enough, she would have scolded at this moment.

But even if she couldn't help but scold, her sense of Su Zhe was already extremely bad.

"Forget it, this guy is just one of his tenants. It's a big deal not to associate with him in the future. ”

It just so happened that the elevator doors opened. Ding Qian glanced at him coldly, didn't say anything, and walked in directly.

Seeing this, Su Zhe was not angry, but smiled lightly.

Don't believe me, it's okay, you'll come back.