She recalled the previous situation and found that there was no big problem.
I should be able to ask a few more questions.
Even if you can't ask too many questions, you won't just give something away and leave.
It is not a fault to make small talk.
Huang Ge was walking on the way out of school, his expression unchanged and he said:
"The other party is indeed a juggler performing at Yecheng University, and he has at least two special items, which are most likely not disposable.
This makes him extremely powerful and able to use higher abilities.
This is one of them.
Secondly, the couple had been on guard against me from the very beginning, as if they had known for a long time that I would come to spy on the news. It was not a simple matter of knowing.
Similar to a guilty conscience.
They have secrets in their bodies and they are afraid of being discovered by me."
"Secret? What secret is it?" Yang Shanshan asked in confusion.
"I don't know, but it may have something to do with the principal of Yaluo School. It's hard to say whether Principal Gu knows about it, but she definitely doesn't want the secret about the principal to be leaked." Huang Ge turned to look at Yang Shanshan and said seriously:
"If you continue to ask, it's okay if you don't get the question out. Once you do, you can guess the details.
Then we can't get out of that room.
So I can’t ask again.
If we ask more questions, there is a 50% chance that we will stay in that room forever."
Hearing this, Yang Shanshan broke into a cold sweat.
It turned out to be so dangerous just now.
"That's enough. At least we can be sure that Yu Wende was not injured by Xu Jian." Huang Ge said.
Yang Shanshan nodded.
She doesn't quite understand the manager's thinking logic, but she's usually right.
Just how long are you going to stay here?
Will the person who severely injured Yuwende have stayed away from Yecheng?
afternoon.
Zheng Rong, who was practicing his skills at home, suddenly received a call.
"Mr. Zheng Rong?" It was a rich male voice.
"Who are you?" Zheng Rong asked warily.
"Did Lao Yang give you something? I am Lao Yang's colleague. I have no intention of wanting that thing. I just need to confirm it so that I can arrange for the right person to come.
I wonder if I can meet you?
You were not here last time I went to your house." The other person said.
Hearing this, Zheng Rong's pupils shrank.
The man her daughter saw.
For a moment, he thought of the people and unknown things that Lao Yang said, and at the same time, he also thought of the camouflage boots that Xu Jian said.
This man is dangerous.
This is the conclusion he came to.
But today is different from the past.
He has certain strength and is qualified to meet the other party.
Thoughts swirling, he made a decision: "Okay, sir, when do you want to meet?"
"How was tonight?" asked the other person.
Zheng Rong also readily agreed, but he chose the location.
It’s still the same teahouse from before.
There are not many people there, but not too few. If there is a conflict, you still have a chance to escape.
After confirming the time, Zheng Rong left a scheduled text message.
Meeting at 7 o'clock tonight, text message at 7:20.
The content is: Please help Xu Jian, tell him that it was the teahouse he went to last time, and the camouflage boots appeared, right away.
After arranging these, Zheng Rong began to return to his peak condition.
The ascetic's ability is hardness, hardness of body and hardness of life.
He should be much stronger than other immortal cultivators.
Half past six in the evening.
Xu Jian was still talking to his father about today's events, and then according to his father's guess, the other party gave up.
He probably just happened to think of something reasonable and dangerous from the existing news.
So I had to give up.
Although Xu Jian didn't know what the other party was thinking, it was good that they could live a stable life now.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a reaction to his credit ability.
About the third knife.
"Is there something going on with Zheng Rong?"
Xu Jian was confused.
After hesitating for a moment, he made a call.
"What's the matter with Mr. Xu?" Zheng Rong answered quickly.
"Mr. Zheng, are you free tonight?" Xu Jian asked.
"I'm free, but it'll be around eight o'clock. Are you in a hurry?" Zheng Rong said politely.
"We'll make another appointment at eight or nine," Xu Jian said with a smile.
The person on the other end said a few polite words and hung up the phone.
"It seems that something is indeed wrong with him." Xu Jian thought for a moment and came up with some guesses.
The ability to use credit cards means that the situation has changed.
Probably something was looking for him.
The other party deliberately failed to inform.
"There was no such reaction the last two times. It seems that this time the credit card was a success."
Xu Jian sat at the dining table and continued to think.
"Zheng Rong is free at eight o'clock, which means that the things he needs to do are probably within this hour and a half."
"Once you're targeting someone with a knife, then an hour and a half is enough."
After hesitating for a moment, Xu Jian decided to do something.
He activated the credit knife ability again, wanting to see what happened to the third knife.
After a while, he saw three pictures.
1. Teahouse.
Two, carriage.
Three, a blurred back.
The teahouse was the one he had been to before.
The car is the seventh car of the subway. I can’t tell which car it is, but I can see a movie advertisement on it. It seems to be an advertisement from a long time ago.
The blurry figure appears to be a woman, but the others cannot be seen clearly.
"What exactly does that mean?"
"Something happened in the teahouse and left in this carriage? Was it a woman?"
"Where's the time?"
He couldn't see this, so after hesitating for a while, he decided to go to the subway to find this car first.
Since you want to start a business, you need to research the market well.
Let customers understand that selling knives is also a delicate job.
Besides, as a former magician, he would be ready to perform again.
"What are you thinking about?" Liu Yu asked curiously as she came out of the bathroom.
"Thinking about the plot." Xu Jian said subconsciously, and then he came to his senses and said:
"Thinking about Zheng Rong."
"What's wrong with him?" Liu Yu suddenly became interested: "Let me just say that this person has an unstable mentality? What did he do?"
Xu Jian actually stood up: "We were walking and talking, we just had to prepare some things."
"Ah?" Liu Yu was a little surprised.
Just leave anyway.
"Help me block someone." Xu Jian said.
It's almost seven o'clock.
Zheng Rong came to the teahouse, sat at the reserved seat and started waiting.
He felt a little uneasy in his heart, but this was the only way to protect his interests.
What should be faced must be faced eventually.
He doesn't like to rely on others.
If you can solve it yourself, it is naturally better to solve it yourself.
Not to be hijacked by others.
At seven o'clock sharp.
Footsteps sounded behind him.
Turning around, I saw a man in camouflage uniform walking in from outside.
The moment you see the other person, your eyes will subconsciously focus on the other person's head.
This is a bald head.
And today he is also wearing camouflage boots.
This was the person Xu Jian told him to be careful about, and he couldn't be wrong.
"Mr. Zheng Rong." Baldhead greeted with a smile.
He looked to be in his early twenties, with a somewhat kind look on his face.
"Who are you?" Zheng Rong asked as he stood up.
"Just call me Xiao Zhang." Bald Xiao Zhang smiled.
"Are you looking for me because of Lao Yang?" Zheng Rong asked.
"Yes, but not." Bald Zhang said with a smile.
"Lao Yang stole something from a friend of mine. My friend was impatient because he couldn't find the thing, so he asked me for help.
Originally I didn't want to help, but I saw you through him, so I thought you must have something I want."
Hearing this, Zheng Rong wanted to ask something else, but suddenly he felt something appear behind him.
A kind of coldness spreads in the bottom of my heart.