Bai Yutang walked out of the Fourth Master's office like a marionette. The sound outside exploded, and the noisy atmosphere in the bar was like a rainstorm, washing his body.

Bai Yutang's cold sweat suddenly appeared, and Sibian was actually a capable person!

He staggered out of the unicorn. It was raining outside the bar. It was September, and the rain was a little cool in the middle of the night. Even his shoes were wet.

Zhang Sheng smoked a cigarette on the balcony, listened to the drizzle of rain, and it was midnight again, and all the skills were full, making him feel at ease. After he went out for a day, four days had passed in the mirror world, and the dwarf did not change into a mirror demon, which also confirmed his conjecture, that he was the only one who was special.

After smoking a cigarette, Zhang Sheng crushed the cigarette butt between his fingers. The fire was extinguished, and the tobacco fell down like ashes. Even the fibers in the filter were crushed to disperse and turned into a thin structure.

Zhang Sheng looked at the things in the ashtray and felt a little scared.

Zhao Hanqing's python entanglement force was much more terrifying than he thought. He plundered the complete exertion skills, but his physical fitness was far worse than Zhao Hanqing. If Zhao Hanqing took action, his arms could exert force and peel off the bark from the big tree. If Zhao Hanqing was entangled by Zhao Hanqing, he could cause the enemy's muscles to erode and his bones to break.

The technique of exerting force in this kind of kung fu runs through the whole body and can reach the tips of the fingertips.

He cut off Zhao Hanqing's feet and still felt a trembling danger, because the python was entangled. If Zhao Hanqing had not been injured by Li Ge, there would be serious sequelae and his soul and body were inconsistent, he approached him to interrogate, even if Zhao Hanqing lost his feet, he could have killed people suddenly.

Zhao Hanqing didn't need to stand up, and he could move his body like a python.

Zhao Hanqing is also good at Tongbei Fist. If he slaps himself in the face, he will not have a concussion, and the intracranial tissue will rot into a pot of porridge.

No wonder Zhao Hanqing is already an extremely dangerous red target with bare hands. Even if the dwarf shoots on him, he will not kill him. Unless he shoots in his face, the bullet will not penetrate the wound and it will roll in his head to cause Zhao Hanqing to slap him.

Unfortunately, I only plundered the skills of exerting force, including copper and iron bones, and I have no way to breathe and breathe, nor have I trained hard. It requires the assistance of a master of kung fu, torture the body, soak the medicine, and practice for many years.

Now I can hold on to the enemy and squeeze it hard to break the enemy's bones. The price is to strain the muscles all over the body, blood stasis in the skin, and weakness after the outbreak.

Zhang Sheng has no way to breathe, he can only rely on his physical fitness.

Zhao Hanqing was different. His body shook, like a giant python, with close contact and everything wrapped around him. Such a kung fu master, like himself, could not give him the opportunity to use it in close proximity. The best choice is to shoot him to death in a distance.

What Zhang Sheng can do now is to exercise his whole body every day to get his body adapted.

Fortunately, he had the pulling touch and obtained the doomsday physique, and his physical limit was also improved. Although he was still 1.78 meters tall, his skeleton was wider than before, his fascia was strong, and his muscles were stronger.

At most one month, his physique can reach 50% of the Rangers' period.

But Zhao Hanqing is so powerful, the Fourth Master who sent him may be even more difficult to deal with. If he fails once, he should come again, right?

Zhang Sheng didn't know whether there were many people like Zhao Hanqing in this era. This was a worry. How could there be a reason to guard against thieves for thousands of days? I had to sign a contract tomorrow and go to bed early. Zhang Sheng returned to the bathroom, put the toothbrush, and then lay back on the bed, with the dragon and tiger mirror and floating blade at his hand.

I hope I can have a good dream. It was so unlucky that I was interrupted by three killers last time.

It was still white snow, spread on the roof, and the cat jumped into the yard and walked towards Zhang Sheng. Every step it took, its body would swell a little. By the time it came, it had turned into a majestic Siberian tiger.

Zhang Sheng was a little nervous. He saw the tiger lower his head and sniffing a small flower in the snow.

He didn't know it was a dream, but he just thought the picture was beautiful. He could smell the fragrance of small flowers in his nose, which was a bit like the perfume smell on Zhu Qi.

Suddenly, Zhang Sheng grabbed the floating blade and the alarm clock ringing of his cell phone rang in his ear.

He lay there, wanting to recall the beautiful scene, but he was so hungry that he could only get up and boil water. The water had to wait a while, so Zhang Sheng had to eat some chocolate to make his stomach.

After cooking the milk, absorbing nutrients, brushing the pot, and cooking two portions of instant noodles, Zhang Sheng returned to the living room with the noodles, moved a small stool and sat in front of the glass door on the balcony, while eating noodles, looking at the dwarf inside.

The dwarf walked around in the living room of Mirror Realm irritably, his mouth full of blood, and his teeth became sharp and sharp.

He had already started eating people, and the two pigeons on the coffee table did not move.

This means that the dwarf is still afraid of himself, but has begun to fall, like a wasteland monster. It will only complete mutation when the dwarf does not need to eat like a human.

Scientists from Tianjin Company have conducted in-depth research on wasteland monsters. Their digestive organ abilities are terrifying, bacteria-like decomposition ability, and they can survive whatever they eat. The main food source of monsters wandering in old cities is insects, then plants, animals, and rot.

Wait a few more days, maybe I can witness the birth of a monster with my own eyes.

Zhang Sheng had no mercy on the dwarf. The 12,000 yuan he had on Zhao Hanqing's body should be divided into public funds from the underworld. He even brought public funds to kill people, which was obviously a vote on the way. This casual attitude shows that they have done a lot of such unreasonable things.

I ate a bowl of noodles and washed the big bowl. It was only half past eight. Zhu Qi said she was coming around nine o'clock, so Zhang Sheng went to take a shower again, chose a set of clothes, and brought the ID. Zhu Qi knocked on the door outside.

Zhang Sheng looked at the time, at 8:50.

Zhu Qi wore a black cotton T-shirt, jeans, no watches or jewelry today, and it was refreshing. There was a small backpack behind her, and she looked still studying.

"Have you eaten?" Zhang Sheng said politely.

"I got up late and my face was not washed."

"Then you go and wash your face. I still have a few bananas in my refrigerator."

Zhu Qi went to the bathroom to wash her face, passed by the kitchen, looked at the wall, and there were several scalpels inserted on the wooden board. Only then did she notice that Zhang Sheng's flying knife was very good, and the depth of the tip of the knife pierced into the wooden board, and there was no trace of missed throwing on the wall around the wooden board.

Zhang Sheng glanced at the backpack that Zhu Qi threw on the sofa, and couldn't tell the price.

Zhu Qi came out and took a banana. Zhang Sheng said, "Don't be hungry, eat some food before going over." Zhu Qi bit the banana and shook her head. Zhang Sheng had to take her backpack and took the key and lock the door.

Zhu Qi drove Zhang Sheng and said as she passed by KFC: "Buy me a package and give you money..."

Zhang Sheng said: "Forget it, what are you eating?"

"Just get one, it's time to go."

"Okay." Zhang gave birth to Zhu Qi's mini, went to KFC and ordered two set meals, added a cup of coffee and a chocolate ice cream.

Carrying a paper bag into the car, Zhang Sheng asked: "Do you want coffee or ice cream?"

"I want it all."

Zhang Sheng put the coffee in the cup holder, put the ice cream in her hand, and took the coke himself to drink it. I have been used to it these days, and Zhang Sheng has the urge to use his tentacles to absorb coke. If he uses tentacles, most of the water is not absorbed, and only decomposes and absorbs the nutrients inside, which is very efficient.

"What's not delicious?" Zhu Qi licked the ice cream and frowned.

"I threw it away." Zhang Sheng took the ice cream over, and his thoughts kept coming out of his mind. If it were Xiao Qiao's, he would eat all the rest. How much calories are there in an ice cream?

Zhu Qi watched Zhang Sheng throw the ice cream into the trash can in the car, and felt that the first round of test was over.

Zhang Sheng is law-abiding and polite to others. He is his personal power to throw a flying knife at home, and a scalpel is not a controlled weapon. Then there is no need to use his abilities in the second phase of the investigation, right?

Using backtracking ability to people is an offense.

But if Li Feiyan said this, it was impossible for him to agree. How could he stay at Zhang Sheng’s house and then take Zhang Sheng away for a while?

Let’s get rid of the murderer first. We will close the network in the past few days and wait until the task is completed before thinking about anything else.

Zhang Sheng got into the car and Zhu Qi drove. Zhang Sheng asked: "Do you know a more reliable decoration team?"

"A coincidence, I really know that my house was decorated by them." Zhu Qi answered Zhang Sheng happily. There was no reason before, but now there is no problem.

"If it's too expensive..."

"You get what you pay for."

"I made my own design drawings, and I must be standardized."

"Then you can't talk to yourself." Zhu Qi shook her head.

Zhang Sheng was worried that he really didn't have the money. Wang Jun's private work was at most over 20,000 yuan, and the three killers' money was only more than 30,000 yuan, so he had to buy decoration materials.

Zhao Hanqing and others dare not move their mobile banking cards, and the gold ring and gold chain are not easy to cash out.

You can pay back the mortgage slowly, and you have to take out the money for decoration immediately.

"How do you want to pretend?" Seeing that Zhang Sheng didn't say anything, Zhu Qi could only tempt him.

"Change another wall, build a cabinet, update water and electricity, and change floors." Zhang Sheng said, and suddenly understood why he was obsessed with decorating. He wanted to erase the original traces of the house.

Zhang Sheng is brand new, and the house should be new too.

Some traces in the house would make him sad. At that time, he was still in the wasteland era and did not have Xiao Qiao.

"Then give me the drawings, I'll help you." Zhu Qi had no choice but to ask Zhang Sheng without asking him, he didn't look so smart.
Chapter completed!