"The killer knows what the King of Hell's Tie looks like? Are you kidding me? Then the Tie of the King of Hell is also called the King of Hell..."

Ding Ning didn't believe it at all. He glanced at it casually and sneered, but then his eyes straightened and he stared blankly at the portrait.

"Originally we didn't believe it, but according to the intelligence we got from Interpol, the person who came to assassinate you is the most arrogant and powerful one. He is also maverick and never hides his face when performing tasks...

…What’s wrong with you?"

While Xiao Nuo was talking, he suddenly noticed something was wrong with Ding Ning and asked strangely.

Ding Ning waved his hand, and there was a blond and unconscious white man in front of him. He smiled bitterly and said: "If he is the King of Hell, it is really possible. The King of Hell in the Divine Martial Realm, no wonder he is so arrogant."

"What...what's going on? It's really him. Has he already attacked you?"

Xiao Nuo looked at the portrait, and then at the unconscious white man. His face instantly became dull, and he really couldn't figure out what the situation was.

Ding Qianlie was also dumbfounded. There was such a bloody thing. Just now, he was worried about the King of Hell, as if he were facing a powerful enemy. Unexpectedly, he was lying like a dead dog in front of him. This was too unbelievable.

"You can tell if the King of Hell is doing a body search. Before the King of Hell wants to kill anyone, he will hand a death note to the target."

Ding Ning was also drunk. He didn't expect that when he just returned to Earth from the Kunpeng world to undergo the divine tribulation, the person he grabbed to watch the excitement turned out to be the King of Hell. At that time, he was worried about his sister and the others, so he directly sealed him and put him in the space. If he hadn't seen

Portrait, he had completely forgotten about this guy.

"It's so damn true."

After a while, Ding Ning took out something like a black invitation from the white man's pocket, surrounded by a circle of gold, with two big bloody characters written in red vermilion - Ding Ning.

"This is a death post. It's too crude, isn't it? The vermilion paint is of poor quality and smells like paint, and the gold edges are also gold-plated. If it's pure gold, you can make a small fortune. Also, my name is written on it.

It’s too ugly and crooked, this guy’s level of Chinese literature is really too limited.”

Ding Ning looked dissatisfied, and casually rubbed the so-called death post into pieces. Suddenly he felt something foreign in the palm of his hand. When he opened his palm and looked at it, he saw it was a black plastic-like thing several times smaller than a sesame seed.

.

"What is this? The workmanship of this death post must be too poor. There are even impurities in it."

Ding Ning was dumbfounded and was about to crush her, but Ding Qianlie suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

Ding Ning looked at her strangely, and Xiao Nuo also looked at her in confusion.

"Bring it to me and take a look. I think I've seen this thing before."

Ding Qianlie carefully picked up the small black plastic-like thing and looked at it carefully. After a moment, he took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Xiahou, you go back to Paradise Island now, yes, right away."

"Sister, what's going on? What is this?"

No matter how slow their reactions were, Ding Ning and Xiao Nuo could still tell that something was wrong. Their sister had never been so serious.

"I suspect this is a nano-tracker produced by the Death Hunter Camp. I saw Xiahou using it before. I was very curious at the time and asked him specifically, so I have an impression."

Ding Qianlie said with a solemn expression.

Xiao Nuo's eyes lit up, and her gaze turned fiery when looking at the nano tracker. As a member of a military family, she was extremely interested in such high-tech products. If the principle of this nano tracker could be cracked, the country could completely copy it.

It is extremely beneficial for the special forces to perform their tasks, and it will definitely make a huge contribution to the country's research on nanotechnology.

Ding Qianlie seemed to see through Xiao Nuo's thoughts, shook his head and said: "Don't even think about cracking it. The nano-tracker in the death hunter camp is equipped with a self-destruction device. This layer of plastic skin is the protective layer. Once it is broken,

It will activate the self-destruction device and cannot be studied at all."

Xiao Nuo was immediately disappointed and shook his head regretfully: "I didn't expect that a death hunter camp would have such advanced high technology. They are really careful. It would be great if it could be cracked. This would be absolutely beneficial to our country's nanometer research technology.

It’s a big breakthrough.”

"Yes, my company also has a laboratory that specializes in nanotechnology, but there has never been any breakthrough. I also took the nanotracker provided by Xiahou and sent it for research. Unfortunately, it self-destructed and could not be studied at all.

"

Ding Qianlie also said with regret.

Ding Ning said nothing. He reached out to take the nano tracker and closed his eyes, as if he was comprehending something. After a moment, he opened his eyes and asked with some confusion: "Hasn't our country developed the technology to manufacture nano trackers?"

"Strictly speaking, it's true, but it can't be as small as this tracker. It can't be seen with the naked eye. If it weren't for the layer of plastic on the outside, we might not be able to detect this tracker at all."

Xiao Nuo shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "No wonder the King of Hell dares to send the death note to the assassination target in advance. The first is to show the confidence and strength of the death plate; the second is to create panic among the target; and the third is probably

I just used this death post to track it.”

"What if the assassination target ran away without a death note?"

Ding Qianlie asked doubtfully.

"Generally, people who receive a death note are like receiving a reminder. They know that they are about to die, and they are too frightened to remember to throw away the death note. Of course, there are no such special cases. Of course,

, I feel that since the death plate has sent a death note, the tracker is just one of the means, and it is impossible not to send someone to keep an eye on it. Even if the mission target throws away the death note and wants to escape, he will still be watched."

Xiao Nuo analyzed rationally.

"I hear people talk about nanotechnology and nanotechnology all day long. What exactly is nanotechnology?"

Ding Ning raised his head and asked curiously.

"Strictly speaking, nanometer is a unit of measurement of length, and the so-called nanotechnology refers to a new technology that studies the movement patterns and characteristics of electrons, atoms and molecules on a scale of 0.1-100 nanometers. Scientists are

In the process of studying the composition of matter, it is found that several or dozens of countable atoms or molecules isolated at the nanometer scale significantly exhibit many new characteristics. The technology of using these characteristics to manufacture devices with specific functions is called

for nanotechnology.”

Xiao Nuo knew a lot about nanotechnology and explained it immediately.

Ding Ning nodded thoughtfully. He activated Absolute Touch. He already knew the structure of this nano tracker clearly. What surprised him was that there were three circuits in this nano tracker. One of them should be the starting point.

One of the tracking functions was a self-destruction device, but as for the third one, he couldn't figure out what it was for.

"Miss, Master, Mistress!"

Xiahou came quickly and greeted him as soon as he entered the door.

Xiao Nuo's cheeks were slightly red. To this day, she is still not used to the title of young mistress, but she likes it in her heart.

"Xiahou, look, is this a nano-tracker produced by the Death Hunter Camp?"

Ding Qianlie said straight to the point. Ding Ning reached out and handed the black plastic to him.

Xiahou was stunned for a moment, and was about to take the nano-tracker when he saw the King of Hell lying on the ground from the corner of his eye. From his angle, he could just see his appearance, and he suddenly exclaimed: "Pageer."

"Do you know him?" Ding Ning and the three of them were stunned. They didn't expect that Xia Hou actually knew Yama Wang Tie.

"No, that's not right. Pajir should have been dead a long time ago. How could he still be alive? What a ghost."

Xia Hou shook his head in confusion, as if he had seen a ghost, and ignored Ding Ning's question.

"Tell me, what's going on with this Pajir?"

Ding Ning became interested. The one used by the King of Hell was actually a nano-tracker produced by the Death Hunter Camp. This in itself made him think a lot. Unexpectedly, Xia Hou actually knew him. This matter seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

"The Death Hunter Camp not only trains death hunters, but also produces some high-tech products, mainly those used by agents. This nano tracker is one of them, but the Death Hunter Camp is only responsible for production, not research.

Whether it was researched or not, I don’t know.”

Xiahou calmed down, took the nano-tracker and looked at it, nodded to confirm its origin, and then looked at Pagil with complex eyes: "Pagil was a student in the same period as me. At that time, he was the strongest in the entire training camp.

It’s Pajir, me and Takuno.”

Having said this, Xia Hou glanced at Ding Qianlie subconsciously, with a look of guilt flashing in his eyes.

Ding Qianlie smiled reassuringly at him. Although his second brother Tuoye died in Xiahou's hands, it was his own choice. Since the matter had already happened, there was no point in worrying about it anymore.

Mr.

Opponent, but because he is a Westerner, Tuoye and I are Chinese, so we naturally become natural allies. Although we did not join forces to deal with him, we attacked him separately, causing him to continue to lose blood. For this reason, Tuoye and I

He was also seriously injured."

Xiahou said in confusion: "I remember very clearly that I stabbed Pajir's heart with a bayonet. It was impossible for him to be alive. How could he appear here alive?"

"This is not easy to handle. Just look at whether there is a puncture wound on his chest. Maybe he is not Pajir, but maybe his twin."

Ding Ning said, reaching out and taking off the clothes on Pajir's chest. Everyone was stunned and felt their scalps numb and their hairs standing on end.

There is a deep puncture wound on Pajir's left chest. What is going on? His heart was pierced and he is still alive? Is he really resurrected from the dead?

"The King of Hell, you can't really die and be resurrected, can you?"

Although Xiao Nuo was a police officer, she was still a woman. Seeing this incredible scene, even her teeth began to chatter.

As soon as these words were said, everyone felt their hair stand on end and shuddered uncontrollably.

Xiahou, who killed Pajir with his own hands, had a pale face, his muscles were tense, and his eyes were flashing fiercely. He stared at Pajir as if he was facing a formidable enemy, as if he would wake up and pounce at any time.

Even though he was as calm as Ding Qianyou, he couldn't help but grab Ding Ning's hand, with a look of fear on his face and cold sweat on his palms.

Ding Ning frowned, not to mention that this Pajir could not be resurrected from the dead, so what if he was resurrected from the dead, the worst he could do was send him to hell again.

Squatting down, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Pagil's wrist. He activated the absolute touch to travel throughout his body. He carefully examined his injuries. He was stunned for a moment, and then said with a look of laughter and tears: "So that's it."

"What on earth...what on earth...is going on?"
Chapter completed!