The Strongest Terror System

"I usually ask you to do something. It's hard work, but this time I'm quite proactive."

Xia Feng looked at Bao Jing, who was clenching his fists and wished he would go out to find the people in the murder club now, and said with contempt.

"The reason why I didn't take the initiative before was not because I didn't want to, I just wanted to see a more manly side of you."

"Do you believe the nonsense?"

"Of course I don't believe it." Bao Jing said without thinking, but soon she realized that this answer was flawed, and hurriedly explained:

"Of course I believe in nonsense. The most reliable thing in this world is nonsense."

"Okay, if I need to clear some people, I'll call you.

I still have things to do now, so let's go. "

"I will miss you."

"No need!"

Xia Feng gave Bao Jing a look of disgust, and then left the underworld.

In the Underworld, Bao Jing murmured after Xia Feng left:

"Thank you, Xia Feng, for always caring about my affairs so much."

Xia Feng naturally couldn't hear what Bao Jing said in his heart. He returned to Liu Tianshi's house again, but after sitting for a long time, he left directly, and then took a taxi and went to the place where Liu Tianshi and others were killed. Abandoned factory.

Although Xia Feng was not sure about the abandoned factory building, he was able to determine the location of the factory building when he thought of where the police found Wang Tan's mobile phone and the range where the murderers threw the corpses.

Not to mention that the police have checked the vicinity and found two factories in total, but nothing has been gained.

This is also reasonable, because the people in that club are master criminals, and they will never leave any clues.

This can be seen from the description of Wang's temper. After he was caught and sober, he was covered with plastic sheets under his body, and the two murderers were wearing coats and plastic gloves.

Fingerprints or something, not even a trace of the victim.

The reason why these people are so difficult to catch is that they are not closely related to each other. The uncertainty of the target of the crime is the reason, and the practice of cleaning up the scene and leaving no trace is also a big part of the reason.

There are no traces, no goals, no scientific instruments, no logical reasoning, so naturally there is no way to find out.

Fortunately, Xia Feng is not a policeman, so if he wants to arrest someone, or who he wants to clean up, he doesn't need evidence, and he doesn't need to go through any procedures.

It took about 40 minutes by car before Xia Feng arrived near one of the factories.

This area can be regarded as a suburb in the suburbs of Luoyang. In fact, it is no longer within the scope of Luoyang. There is almost nothing around, and there are only two roads from a distance.

One is a railway and the other is a somewhat narrow road.

As for the crops on both sides, he got out of the car and walked for a while without seeing anyone nearby.

In such a remote place, there is no such thing as a camera, because it is a difficult dirt road to go further, and the taxi site is too low, so there is no way to go any further, and the rest of the road can only be summer. Feng relied on his own Route 11 and walked little by little.

Thinking back to the location of the two factories, they are not too far apart, one is on the east and the other is on the west.

There are two factories, as long as he finds one, he can find the other.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Xia Feng seemed to be walking alone in a deep mountain and an old forest. The crops on both sides were rustling in the wind.

A few barks could be vaguely heard in the distance, but it was not clear which direction it was coming from.

The longer he walked, in addition to feeling the wind was getting stronger, Xia Feng heard footsteps with the same frequency behind him, as if someone was quietly following him in the dark.

Xia Feng secretly used the appearance technique, and saw behind him a man dressed as an old peasant, carrying a hoe, following him sneakily.

The old farmer was obviously dead, and he naturally didn't know that Xia Feng could see it.

When the old farmer saw Xia Feng turning back, he spit at Xia Feng without fear, and waved his **** in a coquettish manner.

The other party is just a very weak ghost, similar to Wang's temperament, not even a 1st-level ghost, at most a half-level ghost, I think he died near here when he went down to the ground, so the soul will be sealed after death. Can't get out here.

It is said that ghosts are scary, and ghosts are scary. For a ghost who has an almost eternal life, but has lost his freedom, others can't see or hear it, and can say that he can go far every day. Scary, what else can I do?

If you think so, you really don't blame them. After all, being idle is also idle. If you are lucky enough to encounter some yin or weak souls, you can really be scared by them.

There are also some achievements and solace in it.

Xia Feng kept looking at the old farmer, but when the old farmer saw Xia Feng stop, he thought it was Xia Feng feeling something, so he hurriedly ran two steps, and didn't stop until he came to Xia Feng.

Then I saw the old peasant start two fingers, posing as if he was going to insert Xia Feng's eyes, and then he picked his nose and wanted to wipe it on Xia Feng's body.

Xia Feng was afraid but not afraid, but he just thought that this ghost was too **** unscrupulous.

You just lie down and pull it out.

"What are you doing?"

Xia Feng asked with a cold face at this time.

After hearing this, the old farmer was a little stunned, and subconsciously turned around to look for it, thinking that there was another person nearby.

"As for you, who else are you looking for?"

The old farmer turned his head and looked at Xia Feng inexplicably, and muttered:

"Mom, what the hell, there's no one there, who is this kid talking to?"

"Talk to you, and who to talk to.

It's been a long time, and I found out just now that you are carrying a **** and sneaking around.

This guy has a lot of tricks. He spit and picks his nose. I understand it, but you are so disgusting that you are wrong. "

"Can you see me?"

The old farmer was taken aback by Xia Feng's words and looked at Xia Feng in disbelief.

"I can not only see you, but also know that you are a ghost.

Wow, so scary.

I'm so scared, you see I'm so scared, I'm almost laughing.

Tell you, don't follow me anymore, and hurry up and get out of my way. "

Xia Feng warned the ghost, but the old farmer didn't say anything after hearing it. Xia Feng ignored him and continued to walk forward.

As a result, the old farmer lost his **** and chased after him:

"I'm a ghost, aren't you afraid of me? Tell you, I can eat you."

"Eat me quickly~www.wuxiahere.com~ I beg you."

Xia Feng said disdainfully.

The old peasant had nothing to do with Xia Feng, let alone eating Xia Feng, he couldn't even touch Xia Feng.

But he finally met someone who could see him, and he didn't want to let it go:

"Why can you see me? Are you yin and yang?"

"I'm a celestial master who specializes in catching ghosts."

Xia Feng showed his identity. He wanted to take out the Buddha fan to scare the old farmer, but he suddenly thought that the old farmer had been wandering around here for so long, and he must be very clear about the location of the factory, so he asked him:

"There are two factories nearby, where are they located?"

Saying that, Xia Feng took out the Buddhist fan directly:

"If you don't say it, I'll just let your little ghost fly away!"