After the Strange Talk Prevails

　　 "Are you people in the relevant department so long-winded?" Sun Gong smiled bitterly.

　　 "Why do you say that I am from the relevant department?"

　　 "Because you have such a high level of spell power, but you can live in the wall, there is a high probability that you are from the relevant department."

　　 "So this is just your own guess, not told to you by crying and smiling, right?"

"Yep."

　　 "Then continue to answer me, did he tell you the specific time I will go to Sanyang Village?"

　　 "Say, it was the day before you came."

　　 Zhou Ming nodded, thinking that Sun Gong was really not careful at all. He had said everything he should say, but in the end there was still such important information.

　　 Zhou Ming raised his musket and fired another shot on Sun Gong's thigh. This shot directly exploded a large piece of meat on Sun Gong's thigh, and blood exploded everywhere.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

　　 Zhou Ming was also a little at a loss: "You, why is your wound so big this time?"

　　 "I have no use for curing spells now!" Sun Gong yelled with a grim expression, "If you want to kill, you will be happy!"

　　 "I'm sorry, because I'm going to the car to get a pen and paper, so just in case." Zhou Ming sincerely apologized.

　　Paper and pen?

　　 What does he want paper and pen for? !

　　 Sun Gong's head was dripping with cold sweat, gritted his teeth and endured the pain that was slowly subsiding, watching Zhou Ming climb into the car, and climbed down again with a piece of paper and pen.

　　 "You must have communicated with werewolves about crying and smiling, right? Have you communicated any results?" Zhou Ming asked.

　　 "No, no!" Sun Gong gritted his teeth.

　　 "Okay, no." Zhou Ming recorded on the paper, "What is the situation on the werewolf side? Is his family also threatened?"

"right."

　　 Sun Gong’s thinking power has begun to decay. He feels that Zhou Ming is really sick, and he doesn’t know how to evaluate this person.

　　 "When was the first time the smiling face asked you to kill a hunter?"

"Can not remember."

　　 "Can't remember? It doesn't matter if you think about it in general, for example, a few months ago or a few weeks ago?"

　　 "Uh...Three months ago, at least three months have passed, I don't know which day it will be." Sun Gong gasped.

　　 "Very good, where was the first time you met?"

　　 "Why do you have so many questions?"

　　 "Stop complaining, just say it, you want me to avenge you, don't you? I can see it."

　　 Sun Gong chuckled: "I was noticed by you, I... my eyes are starting to flicker, so please ask urgently."

　　 "Can the poison in me be cured?"

　　 "Yes, it won't let you die right away. Its name is ‘slow death’. Then you can go to the black market and ask people to buy the antidote for slow death. Ordinary people will have sequelae, and you won’t have them."

　　……

　　……

　　 Ten minutes later, Zhou Ming finished asking everything that should be asked. After asking, Sun Gong became confused. He lost too much blood and his thinking naturally became sluggish.

Zhou Ming originally thought that the people in the masquerade were as forbidden as the werewolves, but this time the heroes of the arena were much easier to fight than the werewolves. When he killed the werewolves, he was killing a strong pig. When he killed Sun Gong, he was killing a plague. Chick.

It is clear that Sun Gong’s ranking on the first floor of the ball is much higher than the werewolves, and he is still in the top ten. I heard that the top ten people in the ball are all truly capable people, but Sun Gong did not let Zhou Ming realize this. I just think Sun Gong is very insidious.

　　 "Hey, don't die so soon, I still have something to ask you, if people like us die, how do we get in our dressing room?" Zhou Ming asked.

　　 "You can't get in...but I heard that it will appear somewhere in the ruins...anyone can get in there or there." Sun Gong's head bit by bit, as if about to doze off.

　　 Zhou Ming lightly patted the opponent's cheek with the back of the sword, and asked: "Hold on again, the last question, what are the restrictions on the status of your heroic heroes? There must be any restrictions, right?"

　　Sun Gong is dying, even if he knows his behavior restrictions, it is useless, but Zhou Ming is just curious.

　　At first, Zhou Ming thought that the limitation of the heroic role of Jianghu was as bold and straightforward as his appearance, but from the point of view of the sneak attack that day and the night attack tonight, the insidious methods did not seem to be the prohibition of the heroic behavior.

　　 He committed a sneak attack that violated his identity as a hero, but he was not punished. However, after being dismantled by Zhou Ming, he was afraid of losing his clothing and finally retreated.

　　 From this point of view, the other party’s prohibition on acting is not a restriction on behavior, but more like it is related to other people’s cognition.

　　 But when I look into it, it doesn’t seem to be pure cognition in my heart, but cognition from other people, just like those words can only scare him away, otherwise the day he kills the werewolf, the other party will still attack him.

　　 "Hey, I want to ask you something." Zhou Ming wanted to shoot the opponent with the back of his sword again, but the heroic costume on Sun Gong's body began to turn ashes.

　　 In the blink of an eye, there was only a pair of underwear left on him.

　　 Zhou Ming knew that Sun Gong was dead.

　　 Zhou Ming once again summoned the Grey Gate in the same place, changed back to his original outfit, and then drove the truck that Sun Gong was chasing, returning on the way back.

The headlights of this car were smashed by him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so I could only drive slowly by the hazy moonlight. The desert at night looked strange and desolate, but I stayed in this dark and quiet environment for a long time. , But can experience a comfortable feeling of loneliness.

　　 Zhou Ming licked his paralyzed mouth and wanted to relax, so he turned on the song to play, and a thick baritone came from the player.

　　 "How lonely is invincibility~

　　 Invincible is so empty~

　　 alone in the top

　　 The cold wind keeps blowing

　　 my loneliness

　　Who can understand me..."

　　 "What bird song." Zhou Ming frowned and switched songs.

　　 But soon, he discovered that the truck driver had a problem with his taste, and he downloaded similar strange songs.

　　 He had to give up the idea of ​​listening to the song and instead recalled the information he had just asked from the other party.

　　 Although Sun Gong provided not much intelligence, after cross-analyzing his intelligence with his own existing intelligence, Zhou Ming still got very rare clues.

　　 Sun Gong said that the crying man did not tell him that Zhou Ming was a hunter, only that he had the ability to control ice and snow.

The only time Zhou Ming used a spell recently was when he played against Song Zongming in Semir Town. The only person who knew his true identity and knew his spells should be the crow alone. The other ordinary townspeople only saw a person wearing a green mask. Fighting with ice.

　　 If the source of the information about the smiling faces is the battle in Semir, then the source of the information outflow should be the crow.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that these personal information was exposed to the enemy by the original owner before he crossed, but Zhou Ming thinks that this is unlikely, because the smiling face is issuing an order to chase the hunter and chase Zhou Ming. With regard to the killing order, the date interval is too long.