Monster Paradise

Running away?

Lin Huang looked at the position where the black robe man's body dissipated, and carefully placed the black robe man's last pinched hand mark in his eyes, which should be a special disengagement technique.

“Lin Xin! ”

In the next moment, Lin Huang's red eyes dispersed and his consciousness communicated with the tyrant at home. After a moment, this relieved me - Lin Xin was not attacked like himself.

“Go back to where he ambushed me.” Lin Huang patted a blue-eyed thunder carving.

The blue-eyed thunder carved wings and twisted an arc in the middle of the sky before falling towards the library just now.

Almost at the same time as the blue-eyed thunder landed, a shadow broke out.

Lin Huang set his eyes and was definitely Dean Liu Ming.

“Brother, were you fighting?” Liu Minghuang saw Lin Huang at the scene and asked hastily.

“A black robe attacked me and he escaped.” Lin Huang leaped down from the back of the blue-eyed thunder sculpture and nodded towards Liu Ming.

The battle between them seemed intense and lasted less than twenty seconds.

“Is it holy fire?” Liu Ming glanced at the blue-eyed thunder sculpture and asked with some surprise.

“Hmm.” Lin Huang retracted the blue-eyed lightning sculpture at will.

“Are you hurt?” Liu Minglian hastily asked, as Mr. Fu's brain powder, he was completely in love with Lin Huang and Wu.

“I'm fine.” Lin Huang waved.

At this time, several shadows came and went, all super powerful in the vicinity, heard the gunshots and sensed energy fluctuations coming.

Liu Minghuang hurried forward to explain to a pedestrian, and Lin Huang searched the nearby area for the darkness that the black robe man had just assassinated himself. He can sense something very subtle, but he doesn't know exactly what it is.

A moment later, he found a small, thick hole in his thumb on the lawn not far away, with a hint of black mist similar to that found on the man in the black robe.

Lin Huang was able to wrap his right hand with his life, which was the only way to reach into it. After a moment, an extra fine needle appeared between his fingers.

It's a fine needle that's only about two centimeters long, thicker than a hair, and it's all black, with traces of black life on the surface.

Even though the remaining black life can be very small, Lin Huanghuang can clearly feel the life on his finger can be broken down by a strange energy. However, while decomposing its own vital energy, that black vital energy is also increasing its consumption. Almost a second or two, without waiting for Lin Huang to put it away, the black life wrapped around the fine needle can automatically dissipate completely.

“Is this the man who attacked you with the darkness?” Liu Minghuang appeared beside Lin Huang, and his eyes fell on the black fine needle in Lin Huang's hand, "this size and color, combined with enough means of restraint, can kill people invisible. This poisonous dark weapon looks like a professional killer's only means. Brother, have you offended anyone lately? ”

“I have plenty of sinners...” Lin Huang helplessly pulled the corner of his mouth.

“Who did this to you? You have no idea?” Liu Ming asked.

“I have some speculations, but I'm not sure yet.” Lin Huang shook his head.

“Do you need my help?” Liu Ming asked very seriously.

“For now, I should be able to solve it. I really can't handle it. Try to trouble you again.” Lin Huang has never liked to fake the hands of others in things he could solve. He is well aware that debt is always repayable.

“Well, be careful yourself. Generally speaking, professional killers are less likely to give up hunting targets. Dig out the man behind the scene as soon as possible, or the longer it takes, the worse it will be for you. After all, they're in the dark, you're in the open.” Liu Ming remarked as a reminder.

“Well, I understand.” Lin Huang nodded.

Liu Ming glanced at the several street lights that had exploded. “I'll get someone to handle this tomorrow, so leave it alone and busy with your own business. ”

After Liu Ming left, Lin Huang checked the neighborhood again. There was no further discovery, which led him back to the teacher's dormitory.

“Brother, was that shooting you were fighting?” Lin Xin sat on the sofa in the living room and saw Lin Huanghuang come back, asking slightly worried.

Lin Huang had just left the house, and Lin Xin heard the gunshots. The first thing she thought about was that Lin Huang might be working with someone.

Because Wushunting College is now on summer vacation, the school is not allowed in at night, there are basically few people in the school except themselves and Lin Huang. And the source of the gunshots is obviously on campus, plus Lin Huang is also a gunsmith, it is easy to guess that Lin Huang is working with people.

Lin Huang was not going to talk to Lin Xin about his attack, but when she asked, she nodded. "Someone tried to assassinate me, unfortunately he escaped. ”

“Is it Zhang Mengmei?” Lin Xin's first thought was also Zhang Mengmei.

“Not sure, but she's the biggest suspect.” Lin Huanghuang shook his head, "although the attack was extraordinary in the holy fire environment, it did not rule out Zhang Mengmeng's means of hiding his own power, disguising himself as a silver realm. And not many people know I'm in Peking City. Zhang Mengmei was also the only person I didn't know before and knew that I was in Peking City. ”

“Nor, however, can all other possibilities be excluded as a result. After all, I had a little more dark forces to sin before.” Lin Huang also knows his causal attributes. Basically, all the dark forces he has encountered have been offended. It is normal for others to come to the door.

“If I say so, it must be Zhang Mengmei! There's no such thing as a coincidence that when we first met with her today, you were attacked. Zhang Mengmei approached Fatty Brother, he must have come for you too, maybe she is the purple crow!” Lin Xin spoke with great certainty.

“You little girl, you have to have proof to talk, don't be ridiculous.” Lin Huang reached out and rubbed Lin Xin's head.

“There is no need for evidence at all. Women's intuition is the most accurate. It must be the Zhang Mengmeng who did it!” Lin Xinqi drummed.

“Yeah, you're right, all right.” Lin Huanghuang's face was helpless. “Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it. ”

I finally got Lin Xinhuang well. Lin Huang went back to his room. He opened a few adorable photos that Fatty had sent before. He stared at her half a dozen times and whispered to himself, "If you can find out what she really looks like or her real name, you can find out her details...”

Suddenly, Lin Huang's brain flashed a thin figure - Yang Ling.

“I wonder if Yang Ling can restore her true appearance...”

Thinking about it, he immediately packed several photos to Yang Ling and briefly explained the situation.

After receiving the photo, Yang Ling replied almost the next second, “Turns out you like this flavour, the girl is not bad, but she is a little younger for me...”

About two or three minutes later, Yang Ling's communication request came in.

Lin Huang immediately connected the video.

“Who told you this girl had plastic surgery?” As soon as the video was on, Yang Ling asked.

“Isn't that right? Her identity is fake. You should be able to find out, too. Her face, in the Federal Government Population Registry, had no matching identity information at all.” Lin Huang took it for granted.

“Her identity is indeed problematic and should belong to a black family that has not been registered since birth, so the imperial ring she used should also be false. But I can tell you for sure that she hasn't had a plastic surgery!” Yang Ling was very sure.

“What makes you so sure she's not plastic surgery?” Lin Huangton was a little confused.

“Why not? I just need to take a look at her picture. It's not just her, any woman in the world, whether it's makeup, plastic surgery, or using image repair tools to modify her appearance, I can see at a glance what her true face really looks like, and even a tiny freckle the size of a needle tip will come back to my eyes. My eyes, never blinded by these superficial visions. I said this girl has no plastic surgery, she just has no plastic surgery, believe it or not.” Yang Ling's answer remains very definitive.

“Can you help me find out who she really is?” Lin Huang temporarily set aside his doubts and asked Yang Ling.

“No, she's a total black user, never registered on any of the platforms of Di Xin Networks. All we can find is Zhang Mengmeng, a fake name, and there is no personal information other than that.” Yang Ling spread out his hands.

“Okay, I get it. ”

Hanging up the phone, Lin Huang felt that the whole thing was even more distracted. “Zhang Mengmeng had not had a full face, he was a real black person...”