Chapter 86 [84] Three-foot Vajra, punching the world (Thanks to Zero Hanshu for the reward support)

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On the hospital bed.

Wei Xia opened his eyes. He had just learned that before he was attacked, his driver was also attacked.

"There's no news from the Night Patrol Department?"

He turned his head and looked at the middle-aged housekeeper standing in front of him, a little surprised.

It's not like he hasn't had the experience of being attacked by surprise.

But this time, it was outrageous to be ambushed right in front of my home.

Especially the opponent's ruthless and decisive attack still makes Wei Xia feel frightened.

The middle-aged housekeeper shook his head and said helplessly: "The other party is very good at hiding. We guess that the other party is pretending to be a robbery to give the Wei family a reminder."

Wei Xia narrowed his eyes: "What did the Bronze Association say?"

The middle-aged housekeeper whispered: "Master Chang heard about this and let you rest in peace and recover. In addition, your father knew about the blood-red carp and personally spent money to buy the missing portion to make up for it."

Wei Xia's expression suddenly became one of shock: "Are you going to let me receive this beating in vain?"

The middle-aged housekeeper shook his head: "The matter is still under investigation. Once there are clues, the murderer will be severely punished. You can rest assured, young master!"

"Don't worry? How do you want me to feel reassured? You haven't even touched the other party's ghost yet, so you can check the road I passed by. Where is the surveillance? How many people have passed by under surveillance along this road? Check them one by one for me!

"Wei Xia said hysterically.

The middle-aged housekeeper quickly comforted him: "Master, don't be excited. We have now contacted Tianshen International. After all, the lost documents involve cooperation between us and the other party has accepted them. You may not know that there is Tianshen on those documents.

The international secret tracking source, I believe that person will be caught soon."

Wei Xia's expression finally softened after hearing this, and he said word by word: "After you catch the person, leave it to me to deal with it."

"nature."

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The night fills the air.

Pei Jinye is practicing cross-legged practice in [A Dream of Thousand Autumns] in a rental house.

The complicated operation route woven by his mental power is constantly advancing, and his own mental power is like a torrent.

Now that he has practiced, he has discovered more and more that every improvement in data, accurate to 0.1, is extremely difficult to break through.

"Is this the legendary bottleneck?"

Pei Jinye slowly opened his eyes.

Notice the reminder of mental strength.

【10.2-10.9】

It was rare that it improved by 0.1, but this was already his limit. He even felt a sense of powerlessness when he was away from 11.

"What's the problem?"

He thought about the information he had received.

Neither Tianshen International’s Jin Wuji nor the member of the Special Section from the Federation had ever encountered this problem.

Of course, this is related to the fact that they have not yet reached their limits.

Pei Jinye didn't think of a reason, so he immediately took out his cell phone and sent a message to Sister Bing.

[Sister Bing, have you ever encountered a bottleneck in your practice? How to solve it? 】

Finished sending message.

Only then did Pei Jinye notice that it was almost twelve o'clock at night, and only night owls were probably around at this time.

Sure enough, before waiting for Sister Bing's reply, Pei Jinye had no choice but to cross his legs and continue trying.

"Dameng. Wait, what is this smell?"

Pei Jinye has always been very cautious, so he is very worried about the change in the smell in the house.

Under the perception of mental power.

He quickly locked his eyes on the brown suitcase not far away.

I had a bad feeling in my heart.

Putting on the secret gloves, he opened the brown suitcase, and the unnoticeable smell became much louder.

Pei Jinye turned off his senses, and the smells immediately dissipated without a trace.

"These papers carry traceability sources!"

Pei Jin felt a chill in his heart.

Secretly scolding myself for being careless.

As his strength expanded, he relied too much on his current status as a high school student... but ended up not being vigilant enough.

Discovery and processing of trace sources. This is a required subject in federal advanced courses.

It clearly appears in my memory.

However, based on the incidents he has always dealt with, he has rarely encountered this kind of tracking source.

Firstly, this kind of tracking source is rare, and secondly, there are very few people who can use it, so they must be mental experts.

Pei Jinye stuffed all the documents in without haste.

He stared at the suitcase with a stern expression, lost in thought.

"First, Wei Xia's story must have reached the ears of some people. Have they started tracking it?"

"Second, it is now 11:52 in the middle of the night, nearly three hours have passed since Wei Xia and I were separated, and the other party has not appeared during this period, which means that they have not taken immediate action. Maybe they are in the process of taking action.

"

"I can't take any chances. Fortunately, I didn't throw it in the trash can downstairs."

Pei Jinye quickly changed his outfit and then picked up his suitcase.

After pondering for a moment, he quickly jumped out of the window.

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It's twelve o'clock in the evening, and people are coming and going on the pedestrian street in the busy city.

A hover car slowly stopped at the street corner.

"How did you track it down?" A blue-haired young man with a cross scar between his eyebrows sat in the driver's seat and turned to ask.

The slender young man on the side, with a scholarly air, adjusted his glasses, closed his eyes and felt

Suddenly opened his eyes.

Pointing to one side, he affirmed: "That person has appeared here before. Going to the left path, I feel that he is getting closer and closer!"

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The night wind swept up the fallen leaves on the streets.

The iron gate of the short bungalow next to it trembled.

The closer we get to the remote suburbs, the harsh crackle of dead leaves scraping against the cold ground under the mist adds to the desolation.

A hover car slowly stopped in the forest in front of the abandoned factory. Its blazing lights penetrated the fog and illuminated the area more than ten meters in front.

I saw a vast expanse of white inside the semi-open-air factory.

"Here? This is a place where birds don't poop." The blue-haired young man looked at it with some surprise.

The frail man with glasses nodded clearly: "Right here. Even inside, 120 meters in diameter at three o'clock."

He himself hesitated for a moment: "But I didn't feel anyone else's breath. Could it be that the other person just left something here?"

"Whatever, if someone is there, just cut him. If you don't encounter anyone, just bring the documents and go back to submit the business." The blue-haired young man said crisply, got out of the car, grabbed his sword from the back seat, drew it, and with a cold light

Reflecting the face.

The blue-haired young man smiled with satisfaction, then raised his head and said, "Why are you still dawdling? Hurry up."

The frail man with glasses hesitated and said: "It's here anyway, otherwise I wouldn't go down, right?"

"What a coward." The blue-haired young man sneered: "Then you stay here and I'll be back soon. If you have any questions, just call out. By the way, there is a small pistol in the door drawer. You should keep it on guard. You know how to use a gun?

?”

"Yes" Wen Ruo, the man with glasses, replied weakly.

The blue-haired young man nodded and quickly walked into the fog with his sword.

The frail man with glasses held the gun with both hands, turned off the car lights and waited carefully.
To be continued...