I have a room in Huangquan

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It's a pity that I was imprisoned here and couldn't see anything.

"Wang Zhao, someone reported you recently, saying that you always have auditory hallucinations, symptoms of hallucinations, and a person always curses Ding Xiaoyi in the base, can you give me an explanation?"

At this time, an isolation suit walked to Wang Zhao's cell, under the isolation mask, those cold eyes stared at Wang Zhao's body.

The corner of Wang Zhao's mouth twitched a few times.

It was strange to say that the voice in his head had actually disappeared in the past two days, which allowed him to sleep peacefully in the past two days. As for why he suddenly stopped talking, Wang Zhao himself did not know.

No matter what, facing the inquiry at this moment, Wang Zhao had no choice but to face it squarely.

This is not a good question. If the explanation is not clear, it is very likely that I will be sent to an unknown place for isolation.

At that time, my grandfather will not even try to save himself.

But how to make up an excuse? ?

After more than a dozen excuses flickered in Wang Zhao's mind, he finally chose a more reliable one, lowered his head and said, "I have grudges with Ding Xiaoyi!"

"What hatred! What resentment!" The isolation suit in front of him continued to ask.

"The revenge of killing my father!"

The isolation suit carefully recorded, although this reason is a bit far-fetched, but after all, when Chen Xinghe rushed into Wang's house, Ding Xiaoyi also followed behind.

Wang Zhao knew that this reason was definitely not enough, so he gritted his teeth and struggled for a long time before he bowed his head and said, "I was... beaten by... him..."

This was something Wang Zhao was ashamed to say, but he thought it would attract the attention of the isolation suit in front of him after he said it.

But I don't want the isolation suit to seem to be not surprised by this at all.

"Aren't you curious? I was beaten by him??"

Wang Zhao couldn't help asking.

After all, he is a descendant of the third generation of the Wang family, and he is the focus of training, but he was beaten up by Ding Xiaoyi, who was born in a wild way.

This is unreasonable.

But why is the other party so calm.

The isolation suit cast a glance at Wang Zhao. It seemed that Wang Zhao didn't know what was going on outside.

So he comforted: "It's not shameful to be beaten up by a master of the evil spirit level."

"What?? Evil spirit level??"

Wang Zhao's eyeballs almost fell out, why is it at the evil spirit level? ?

Excitedly stood up and screamed: "Are you sure, he is evil spirit level??"

The isolation suit nodded expressionlessly: "Yes, it was reported to the trade union not long ago, and the trade union issued a special order to him."

"Special order!"

In an instant, Wang Zhao's expression became complicated, and he sat on the ground, as if frost had beaten an eggplant.

His innate sense of superiority was instantly shattered.

Seeing this, the isolation suit shook his head, wrote the words "safe" on the bottom of the form in his hand, and then got up and left.

"Evil spirit level...how could he advance so quickly...Evil spirit level..."

Wang Zhao sat alone in the cell and muttered to himself.

This is simply a double devastation both physically and mentally.

In particular, the trade union actually issued a special order to him, that is to say, although he is not the second or third generation of Ling, he is the authentic first generation of Ling, or even the talker of the family.

In terms of identity, he crushed him again.

For a moment, Wang Zhao had the urge to vomit blood.

It was as if they were in the same dormitory, and I obviously felt that he was not much different from him, and I even enrolled in a lot of cram schools to help.

And the other party is just a poor boy, not to mention the cram school, I haven't seen him reviewing much at ordinary times.

As a result, when I took the exam, I was the first in the class, and when I was complacent, I found that he was the first in the province, and was admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University.

This gap is simply murderous! !

Killing hearts!

Just when Wang Zhao was disheartened, he suddenly heard a sneer: "You are young, why should you be depressed so early."

Wang Zhao couldn't help raising his head when he heard the words, and following the sound, he saw that it was the old man in the opposite cell.

This old guy, his lute bone was pierced by two iron cables. After several inspections, it was confirmed that he didn't even have any spiritual power, and he was completely useless.

So I can lie comfortably in it like this, without being tortured and checked.

Seeing this, Wang Zhao curled his lips and said coldly: "You are a useless person, you are precarious, how can you be better than me!"

No one who can be held here is innocent.

Don't look at the old people as pitiful, but here, the more pitiful they are, the more hateful they are.

So for this old man, he didn't have a good impression at all, so he couldn't help but sneer and sneer when he spoke.

However, the old man laughed out loud when he heard the words, and he glanced away from the corner of his eye, making sure that the guards and those isolation suits had gone far away.

Then he said with a smile: "The world is uncertain right now, you and I are both dark horses, don't let a momentary gain or loss determine the world."

"Hehe, you can see it!"

"Hmph, look at it or not, life will go on, as long as I don't die, even if it's a salty fish, I can turn over!"

"Salted fish turns over, it's still salted fish!"

After Wang Zhao finished speaking, he turned over and lay down, and fell asleep soundly.

Seeing that Wang Zhao ignored him, the old man leaned against the wall again, closed his eyes, and silently listened to the whispers coming from his ear.

No one noticed that amidst the strange whispers, the old man's lute bone was squirming slightly, and an undetectable wisp of spiritual energy was quietly recovering.

Chapter 365: Two days of dark tide

Because of the recent commotion, more and more.

Psychic cases continue to occur frequently, so that the trade unions and alliances can't suppress the news. They can only speed up the search of a large area of ​​the city.

Even some sewers must be carefully searched and never let go.

Once any abnormality is found, it must be isolated or eliminated immediately.

In this large-scale sweep day and night, on the other side, in the warehouses of the suburban docks.

The flickering lights shone on Chen Lao's cheeks.

After exercising his muscles and bones, Chen Laochang breathed a sigh of relief, put down the blood-stained kitchen knife, and walked out of the warehouse.

Outside the warehouse, an old man squatted on the ground, carefully splicing and pasting a photo that had been torn apart by the collision.

He looked extremely focused, as if he wanted to ensure that every detail was pasted in place.

The rough palm caressed the photo, and the cloudy eyes were full of tenderness, as if the woman in the photo in front of her was alive in front of her.

Seeing his expression, Mr. Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Is this really, the star of the trade union back then, the future expectation, the supercilious Martial Saint?

However, the only thing that comforts me is that the years have worn down his body, but judging from the previous fight between the two of them, my old brother's martial arts have not been abandoned because of this.

At least if I don't use my overwhelming spiritual power, I can't beat him.

this is a good news.

It is also an opportunity.

For many years, he did not drink the essence of psionic energy, which meant that there were not many toxins in his body.

What troubled him was not the physical burden, but the hurdle in his heart.

In addition to the psychic pill that I left for him not long ago, as long as he is willing, he can break through that threshold at any time.

Thinking of this, Mr. Chen slowed down his tone, and walked to his third brother's side: "The answer you want is in it, don't you go and ask it yourself?"

The old man didn't respond, his eyes were still on the photo in front of him.

It was only after a while that he asked in a very flat tone, "Is that him?"

Mr. Chen nodded silently: "He has explained everything. He did what happened back then. The purpose was to prevent the old man of the Wang family from ascending to power. After all, the old man of the Wang family has stronger political views than those in power today. , The Houston family may be liquidated!"

There are many things involved here.

The first reason is that the political concepts are different, and the second reason is that Mrs. Wang had only one son at the time, and making a fuss about him would have the effect of affecting the whole body.

In fact, it was true. Because of the matter of the old man of the Wang family back then, the old man Wang almost put his political career on the line, and wanted to protect his unworthy only son.

In addition to the Houston family, there are also a few small and fragmented families that together contribute to the flames and manipulate public opinion.

"My sister-in-law was mind-controlled at the time, and fell into the fire escape. The person who hired the murderer was Lucius, and the executor, we happened to recognize, was black gloves!"

When I heard the word black gloves.

The hand of the old man wiping the photo suddenly paused.

Yeah, that makes sense.

At that time, the black gloves of the trade union instructors knew their background information best, as well as the anti-theft monitoring facilities of each household.

As an instructor, he is best at arresting and tracking, and by the same token, he is also the best at killing and committing crimes.

At the beginning, no evidence was found, and even the surrounding surveillance cameras were searched. Even experts who are good at divination and tracking came, but there was no clue.

At that time, the only person who could do this was black gloves as an instructor.

"This guy has disappeared without a trace since the riot in City S last time, but sooner or later I will catch him." A cold light flashed in Chen Lao's eyes.

As long as he is caught, he will do whatever it takes, even if he asks Ding Xiaoyi for help.

But right now, what he cares more about is the knot in his old brother's heart.

"He's inside, you can go in now and chop him up!"

"Chopped him up?"

The old man slowly raised his head and looked at his fourth brother.

The man in front of him is younger than himself. Although he has not stepped into the disaster spirit, his strength is already astonishingly strong.

There was a murderous intent in those eyes, seeing this, the old man couldn't help feeling a lot of comfort in his heart.

He was not at all interested in that old guy in the warehouse, but he was even more curious: "After death, is there really a ghost?"

Old Chen's heart skipped a beat. This sentence was what he was most afraid of.

He struggled for a while before nodding: "Yes, it's still very big, but there may not be a sister-in-law in it, and even if there is, you may not be able to reunite."

What he was most worried about was that his third brother couldn't think about it for a while.

But since he had appeared in front of him, and appeared in an unbelievable way, there should be an answer to everything, and he didn't want to deceive his brother about it.

"Then have you seen Big Brother?"

He continued to ask.

Old Chen shook his head.

"Understood!" After getting the desired answer, the old man slowly stood up, looking at the gradually rising sun in the distance, and the sunlight illuminated the clouds in the sky into a crimson red.

"It's almost dawn!" After speaking, he looked at Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen was watched by his third brother, and he nodded uncomfortably, but he didn't know what it meant, so he could only nod and said: "Yes, it's going to be dawn.

Seeing this, the old man frowned slightly, and said in an emphatic tone: "It's dawn!!"

"Yes, I know."

Seeing that Mr. Chen still didn't understand, the old man had no choice but to say: "Aren't ghosts unable to see the light?"

Hearing this, Old Chen's expression suddenly became strange.

Scratching his head: "It seems... yes!"

"hiss!!"