"Where did you get it?"

Looking at the well-known high-calorie food in Zhao Wende's hand, Zhang Tong swallowed and spit.

At this moment, every cell in the exhausted body seems to be transmitting the desire to eat.

Zhao Wende lay on the ground, pointed to the shop behind him, and whispered:

"Brother Tong, I found a lot more inside."

"Which clerk should have eaten the leftover snacks, do you want some?"

Hearing this, Zhang Tong glared at Zhao Wende, "Do you think I don't want to eat?"

Gudong...

After swallowing hard, Zhang Tong winked at Zhao Wende:

"It's not safe to go in and eat."

So, the two of them knelt down tightly on the ground and crawled into the shop without anyone noticing.

"It smells so good..."

After tearing open the package and feeling the high-calorie food that was so sweet and salty in his mouth, Zhang Tong couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, every cell in his body was cheering for joy, frantically extracting the energy brought by food.

When you are hungry, everything you eat really tastes good!

Zhang Tong kept devouring the food, and his physical strength began to gradually recover.

Zhang Tong glanced out the window, but it was still pitch black.

Open the yin and yang eyes, and there is still deep darkness outside the window.

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhang Tong was not sure whether he could use the power of the hammer to leave here.

Right now, the most important thing is to fill your stomach first.

…

Just when Zhang Tong was devouring food to replenish his strength.

The sky in Mingyang City was shrouded by thick dark clouds at some point, and heavy rain poured down, making the area near Tianbao Shopping Center, which was under police security, suddenly feel much deserted.

One autumn rain and one cold, ten autumn rains, wear cotton.

In the communication room of the Mingyang Municipal Public Security Bureau, Qin Aiguo, wearing a security uniform, was holding a cup of steaming wolfberry water with a peaceful and relaxed expression.

The trouser legs were rolled up, revealing a pair of thin calves, which were soaking in a basin of water that had cooled down.

In front of him, placed on an old-fashioned table, was a world famous book - "How Steel Was Tempered".

Hiss...hoo...

Carefully blowing the water vapor out of the thermos cup, Qin Aiguo looked at the autumn rain outside the window with a smile and said to himself:

"It's good to have rain...one autumn rain and one cold day."

"Haha... I'm getting old after all. I just like to reminisce when I have nothing to do."

"I, Lao Qin, seem to have never done anything important in my life except for romantic debts, right?"

Moving his gaze from the window to the book, Qin Aiguo's somewhat cloudy eyes gradually became brighter.

Then Qin Aiguo smiled.

He gently tightened the lid of the thermos cup and placed it carefully on the table.

Then he stood up and carefully draped the security jacket he was wearing on the back of the chair.

After doing all this, Qin Aiguo dried his feet without haste, put on his shoes, and walked outside the communication room.

The cold autumn rain fell on Qin Aiguo. His pace became faster and faster, and he soon disappeared into the rain curtain.

A person's life should be spent like this: when he looks back on the past, he will not regret for wasting his years, nor will he be ashamed for doing nothing.

…

In Tianbao Shopping Center, under the terrifying power of that strange man, Wang Xinyao almost completely lost her fighting ability.

The apprentices of sequence nine are, after all, just the beginning of the extraordinary.

Even if Zhengyi masters some ancient power that seems to be related to the spiritual world, Wang Xinyao, a monk who received the seal, is far from the man's opponent.

The talismans that had created many miraculous feats in the strange world of Mingyang City were not worth mentioning in front of that strange man.

And except for the talisman... Wang Xinyao no longer has any extra power to use.

Although her mental power can also be released, facing a man's soul filled with madness and resentment, attacking with her mental power will only lead to trouble.

Bright red blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and Wang Xinyao struggled on the ground trying to get up.

"Violent ghost... you have transformed into a fierce ghost."

"Why on earth...you have clearly never taken any formula, why can you advance to a level eight ghost so easily?"

There was no fear on Wang Xinyao's face, only confusion that could not be concealed by determination.

The man, on the other hand, tilted his head after hearing this, with a cold smile on his face:

"Sequence Eight Demons? Take the formula?"

"It seems that this world is far more interesting than I imagined!"

With a weird smile on his face, the man turned his head 180 degrees and looked at Wu Caixuan, who was tied up with thin blood-colored strings like a tool, and said with some pity:

"It seems that you bitch can't stay with me forever for the time being. You still need to live, you are still useful."

"The fierce ghost is in the eighth sequence, so what is the ghost king's sequence... It's really interesting."

Bang!

Before the man could finish speaking, a muffled sound suddenly sounded, and his body flew out uncontrollably!

Turning his head back, the man quickly stabilized his body and looked ahead with cold eyes as the rich black energy spurted out.

I saw Xiang Youming standing there shaking constantly, looking at him with a very annoying look.

Hypocrisy, pretense of benevolence and righteousness, pretending to be noble...that's what I'm talking about!

"It seems that you can't wait to welcome death?"

"I don't know why you were able to hit me, but it doesn't matter."

A cold voice sounded, and the strange man rushed towards Xiang Youming with a cold and confident smile.

The scarlet energy condensed into sharp claws on his fingertips, and the faint black mist that filled the air was easily torn apart by the sharp claws.

The sharp claws flowing with scarlet light grabbed Xiang Youming's heart.

Wang Xinyao's elegant and elegant face was full of horror and intolerance, and she murmured to herself:

"You're just a little bit close... You're just a little bit close to being able to break through the shackles of the extraordinary with your own perseverance!"

"How could this happen...will there be new miracles?"

Wow!

Wang Xinyao's answer was the sudden sound of glass breaking!

Looking up, a large number of glass fragments mixed with rainwater fell from the transparent ceiling of Tianbao Shopping Center.

With the help of the light outside, you can vaguely see a blurry figure standing outside the broken glass in the pouring autumn rain.

That figure was so strong and strong that even from such a distance, one could guess the power contained in the body just from the figure.

In Wang Xinyao's somewhat dazed eyes, an old but energetic voice sounded from high in the sky, echoing in Tianbao Shopping Center:

"Asshole, let that boy go!"
Chapter completed!