Monster Paradise

When Lin Huang and Lin Xin returned to the hotel, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening. Feng Zoran also stayed at the same hotel, and the room was next door, but Lin Huang did not notice his existence.

Back to the room, Lin Xin fell asleep early, but Lin Huang was tossing and turning in bed, and it was difficult to sleep.

"The two killings were indeed directed at me. It was not my illusion, but why did it suddenly disappear? Was it killed by people?" Lin Huang did not understand what happened, but his guess was already It is close to the truth, but he can't guess anything anyway, which is related to the cold moon heart that is far away in the third district.

I left the distracted thoughts outside, and Lin Huang still couldn't sleep. Open the Emperor's Heart Network and browse the news.

A local news recommended by Dixin.com quickly caught the attention of Lin Huang.

"In recent days, the daily murders in the 7B61 base in Xia Gongcheng have only increased. These consecutive murders began four days ago, and the number of deaths on the first day was 16. As of this morning, the death toll has been as high. 121 cases. The deceased are currently all ordinary people and black iron, and there is no bronze environment. This incident has already attracted the attention of the coalition government..."

"I haven't caught the murderer for four days..." Lin Huang couldn't compliment the city security system of Xia Gongcheng.

After reading the news for a while, probably until nearly twelve o'clock, Lin Huang finally got a sleepy, which turned off the network and fell asleep.

In the next room, the wind sat on the sofa in the living room and dialed a number.

After a while, the communication was connected, and a video popped up. The person opposite the video was a sudden uncle Li who had talked with the cold moon.

"The housekeeper, good evening!" Feng Zhuoran reached out and said hello.

“How is the matter going?” Li Guanjia asked directly.

"It's still smooth, I have covered it in the past few days, there should be no problem." Feng Zhuo straight up the body, his arms and arms smiled.

"Listen to your tone, not very sure, what happened?" Li Guanjia saw the wind at a glance.

"It's really a little problem... The other side is acting extraordinary, but I was scared away."

"In order to chase down the young man named Lin Huang, I sent an extraordinary?" Li Guanjia’s brow furrowed. "Is there a problem with the identity of the dead kid, or is there any other secret in Lin Huang?"

"After the last time Miss came back, Lin Huang's bottom has been checked many times. He should have no problem. The problem should be in the kid who was killed by him." Feng Zhuoran gave his own guess. "I asked the extraordinary, he didn't mention anything, it was like a taboo, which is more telling."

"I see if I can find out something, I will work hard in these few days." Li Guanjia hanged up the call directly after he finished speaking.

"Every time the manager's communication is hanging up, it's too late to prevent it..." Seeing the screen that suddenly went black, the wind was full of helplessness.

Turning off the communication page, Feng Zoran returned to his group of friends and chatted with a group of old friends. Extraordinary does not need to sleep every day, which also gives them a lot of leisure time.

At about one o'clock in the morning, he suddenly received a short message from Li Guanjia.

"The kid who was killed by Lin Huang had a problem. His body was gone, and all the clues were wiped clean."

Seeing this news, the wind brows slightly brows, can not help but shake his head and sigh, "Lin Huang, Lin Huang, what kind of guy you got into it..."

......

A few hours ago, a **** sword fell into a forest, and a black robe man looked at the sky behind him, and he was relieved.

"Fortunately, I didn't catch up!"

He took off the brim, opened the communication page of the emperor's heart, and dialed a number.

"How is the matter going?" A voice came from across the communicator.

"Failed, the cold family's wind shot out, and he also made it very clear that this thing they have to take care of the cold." The black robe man immediately replied.

"Cold home..." was silenced for a while, and then he opened it again. "Forget it, withdraw everyone. This is a big deal that is not good for us."

"But, on the other side of Mr. Huang, how do we explain?" asked the black robe man.

"I will explain to him. After all, it is only a distant relative who is dead. It is not necessarily more important than our business. He just wants to sigh for us to let us go. We have tried our best, and the cost will be big." Hang up the call, Zheng Yuan is helpless.

Zheng Jia is only a median aristocrat in the seventh district. He has no way to compare with the nobles of the cold family. However, on the other side, he also can't afford to be offended. He is in a middle to make him bother.

After consulting with several other video conferences for more than an hour, the final decision was to abandon the killing. As the initiator of this murder, he could only confess the scalp to the Mr. Huang.

In the study, he closed the door and window, and he dialed a number.

The prompt sounded twice and the call was connected.

"Let's talk." It was a baritone who couldn't hear the age.

"Mr. Huang, this is the case. We attacked Gudin this time and was obstructed by the cold family..." Zheng Yuan told the story.

The communicator was silent for a long time, and then I said, "I know, after the business in the seventh district, you should not do it."

When the voice fell, the communication hangs up, leaving only Zheng Yuan, who is full of faces.

“How could this be?” Zheng Yuan dialed again, and the number display was already blacked out by the other party.

......

In the second district, in a beautiful castle, a purple skirt woman looks thirty-some years old and is stroking a girl with her hand.

"Hey, you just don't want to listen to your mother. When you liked those little girls, I purposely let Lao Huang build this kind of business for you in the remote seventh district, letting you take charge of the whole situation behind the scenes, Lao Huang is in the bright side. You deal with things. Later, you clamor to personally participate, I let Lao Huang help you make up a fake face on the surface, telling the aristocrats in the 7th district that you are his distant relatives, let them care for you to become a Name supplier."

"It’s just a supplier. You can’t practice your life with a defect in your life. Knowing that you can’t mobilize your defenses and treasures, you must let Lao Huang stay close to him, but he’s not going to be absent. Go out and look for girls, the result falls to this end!"

The **** was covered with blue awns, and the upper and lower jaws were combined one by one, spitting out a man's voice. If Lin Hong is in this voice, it will certainly not be strange, because it is the voice of Wei Wei who was killed by him before.

"Mother, you must avenge me! After killing the little ghost of Lin Huang, he will detain his soul and make a slave!"

"Hey, the enemy is of course to report, but don't worry. The cold home is a local snake in the seventh district, and has some relationship with the third district. If my hand stretches too long, it will attract attention from the third district. I have to arrange for revenge. You have to wait three years in the soul tank. After three years, the soul is stable. I will help you find the body of a dead soul. When you can, you can use the undead. The form of the species has survived."

"Mother, what is the arrangement?" Shantou asked anxiously.

"Bring it up." The purple skirt woman patted the slap.

A little girl with a pair of ponytails was brought up by a maid, and she looked at the purple skirt woman with her face.

"Lily!" The girl suddenly called out with joy.

"Dad!" Lily rushed to the top of her head and did not fear at all.

"Lily, your father will only really live after three years. Do you want to avenge your father?" The purple skirt woman smiled and looked at Lily.

"Think!" Lily nodded hard.

"If you want to become stronger, it will be very difficult, and you may even die. Are you afraid?" asked the purple skirt girl with a smile.

"Not afraid!" Lily shook her head.

"Well, I will send you to Phoenix Island for a one-year special training. If you can come back from Phoenix Island, I can send you back to the 7th district. I will give you a month's deadline to kill. Lin Huang." The purple skirt woman finished, and nodded at the maid who was on the side.

The maid turned Lily away, and the purple skirt woman once again handed her hand to the girl. "Let your daughter avenge you, should you be satisfied?"

"Mother, or you know me the most..." The voice of Shantou was shaking with joy. "Lily, don't let my father down..."