Reborn Super Master

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Huaicheng Police Station, great news came, and all the police surrounded each other because of the two portraits of the figures in Li Xiuli's hand.

The portrait Li Xiuli held in her left hand had a human face, with her sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, her eyes were bright and bright, and she was wearing a long black windbreaker.

Next to the painting, it reads: Hell, about twenty-nine years old, 1.8 meters tall, decisive, terrifying, extremely fast, and injured 344 people, without any scruples. It is speculated that his purpose of hurting people: to stand up for justice!

The portrait Li Xiuli held in her right hand painted a slightly young man, thin and handsome.

Under this painting is also written with a line of words: The killer Heihai, who is cruel in his means, kills people and kills people to death, never leaves a living mouth, is 1.77 meters tall, is extremely skilled, and is good at using flying knives, and the knife is ineffective. It is speculated that his purpose of hurting people is money.

"Sister Xiuli, these two people don't look very similar! It seems that they are really not the same person."

"Yes, he is tall and has different face shapes."

"It seems that what turned the killer group upside down that time was hell. This person is really powerful. He beat dozens of people by one person."

"But this guy from Hell is too evil, so he is so powerful that he is simply unreasonable!"

Hearing the noisy words around, Li Xiuli quickly waved:

"Okay, okay, there's nothing to do, let's break up. These two portraits have been uploaded to the department, and the department has begun to check it out quickly! It is preliminary to judge that these two people are not the same person. If there is any follow-up news, I will notify everyone."

Although Li Xiuli is not a local policeman in Huaicheng and was transferred from Puhaiwai, she has been here for a long time, and she is very beautiful and has a friendly relationship with all her colleagues here, so everyone still listens to her and scatters and goes to work hard.

The image of the Black Sea is not very certain, but this is the only information found from the underground cave of the killer group. Although the information is not complete, it is also a clue and can be used.

However, Li Xiuli and so many policemen present did not know that the hidden crisis they were facing was gradually approaching, approaching step by step.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the police station is still busy. This period should be the busiest time for the Huaicheng Public Security Bureau. Because several major cases that have occurred one after another make them idle. Some are passing information, some are checking information in front of the computer, some are answering calls, and some are sorting information in front of the filing cabinet.

And at this moment, the police station door suddenly opened.

The door was not loud, and it was not enough to alarm many people, because it was a normal way to open the door, but it was strange that the clamor inside the police station gradually calmed down and became strangely quiet.

I saw a young man wearing a black casual suit and black casual pants pushing the door. He was holding a flying knife in his hand and was lowering his head and gently shaving his nails.

"Who are you!"

A policeman standing at the door asked, everyone's eyes focused on the young man's face, and everyone felt strange because they had never seen this person before, but they felt a little familiar.

The young man's mouth was grinning, revealing his white and neat teeth:

"You don't know me, don't you know this knife?" As he said that, the flying knife in his hand turned into a silver light. The next moment, the flying knife penetrated into the young policeman's eyebrows and the police fell to the ground.

There was a sudden chaos inside the police station, with some screaming and some shouting angrily, and many people immediately took out guns from their waists.

The young man kicked his footsteps, and his whole person turned into a black shadow. He suddenly had ten flying knives in his hands. His hands moved suddenly, and the flying knives were thrown out. Several policemen fell to the ground. The scene became even more chaotic. Some people screamed, some shouted in surprise, and gunfire sounded, but it had no effect at all. Half a minute later, the scene suddenly became very quiet, because there was no longer a living place except the young people.

When the police chief arrived, he saw blood everywhere in the scene, and there was a line of big words written in blood on the wall, "Kill my brother twenty-two, double it back!"

Li Xiuli looked at the scene like Shura hell, and tears immediately appeared in her eyes.

The director's voice was filled with grief and anger:

"Report to the Provincial Department, all the rest will gather and listen to my orders!"

The blood of the people here is still hot. The killer obviously has just left for a while. As long as he acts quickly, he may be able to catch him.

But the police car was out, and the sirens kept ringing. Under the faint moonlight, where was a figure appearing in front of you? Only the flying knives with cold light under the moonlight were inserted obliquely on the ground.

…………….

The Huaihe River bank is a very remote place. Zhao Xuan lies lazily on the bank of the river bank, on the green lawn. At this moment, he is the only one here. Zhao Xuan likes to stay alone, without loneliness, nor loneliness, and does not think of anything in his head. There are birds flying in the sky, chirping, and the skin can feel the wind blowing. This feeling is very comfortable and comfortable.

Just as Zhao Xuan was about to fall asleep, his cell phone suddenly rang. He picked up his cell phone and looked at the phone number. It was from Nangong Shishi.

"Hey, why-" he was a little impatient in his tone. It was estimated that Zhao Xuan, the only one in the company, dared to do this.

Nangong Shishi didn't care and laughed:

"What are you doing."

Zhao Xuan yawned:

"Sleep." When he chose this place in the suburbs, almost no one could get here. The sunlight shone on his face and body, warm and comfortable.

Nangong Shishi said coquettishly:

"It's almost afternoon, you're still sleeping! Get up quickly!"

Zhao Xuan said helplessly:

"Miss, it's holiday time now. If you have any questions, please tell me. I'll be dead!"

"Don't!" Nangong Shishi hurriedly said, "Where are you?"

Zhao Xuan frowned:

"what!"

Nangong Shishi said softly:

"It's very boring. I'll go out to play with you! Tell me the address quickly! Hurry up!"

Zhao Xuan's eyelids twitched, and after thinking about it, he finally told Nangong Shishi his address.

"Okay, I'll hang up if it's okay." Zhao Xuan hung up the phone mercilessly.

Nangong Shishi gritted her teeth as she listened to the blind voice on the other end of the phone:

"This bastard is not lying to me, how can I sleep there?" But after thinking about it, Nangong Shishi still sorted out herself and went out.

When Zhao Xuan saw Nangong Shishi, it was already half an hour later. He was sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt his nose itchy. After sneezing, Zhao Xuan saw a guy touching his nose with a dogtail grass in his hand.

Zhao Xuan sat up, angry and funny, looked at this beautiful woman and said helplessly:

"You're really here!"

Nangong Shishi gently stroked her skirt, then took a mat from somewhere, put it on the ground, and then sat on it.

"That's it! This girl always does what she says!"

Zhao Xuan found a comfortable position, quit, closed his eyes and prepared to continue sleeping. Suddenly, he felt itchy on his legs and moved his legs. He hurriedly said:

"what you do."

Nangong Shishi said:

"I want to ask you what you are doing. If I come, you can continue to sleep?"

Zhao Xuan said lazily:

"I'm sleepy, so I'm going to sleep."

Nangong Shishi held the grass in her hand and grabbed Zhao Xuan's leg with one hand:

"I won't let you sleep!" Xiaocao scratched Zhao Xuan's legs, itchy, and it seemed that he really couldn't sleep anymore.

Zhao Xuan said helplessly:

"Okay, okay, I won't sleep!"

Nangong Shishi's eyes are crescent-shaped:

"Let's play a game, I'll write on your legs, and you tell me what it's writing."

Zhao Xuan is full of black lines:

"No, this is a kid's game." What exactly is this girl going to do? She ran here from afar just to play games with herself? Is this still the boss?

Zhao Xuan looked at Nangong Shishi carefully and found that she did not wear makeup today, she was completely bare-faced, and was also very beautiful. She no longer had the nobleness and coldness of the past, nor did she have the princess elegance of the past. All she had was the temperament of the girl next door, and the temperament of the girl next door completely different from Wang Xiaoting. At this moment, she was like a sprout of cool water, completely crystal clear and clear and cool.

Nangong Shishi did not notice Zhao Xuan's gaze, and focused on writing something in small cursive on Zhao Xuan's legs, but two blush appeared on her face at some point, and she didn't know why.

Although Zhao Xuan's skin is very sensitive, Donghua's Chinese characters are too many, and Nangong Shishi writes so quickly, Zhao Xuan really can't sense it.

Nangong Shishi finished writing and said:

"How is it? Do you feel like what I'm writing?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head:

"You think I am a god. I can't feel that you have written so many words, and you have written too quickly!" If Nangong Shishi hadn't pressed her legs, Zhao Xuan would have moved his legs apart, because it would have been too itchy to write on her legs with grass.

Nangong Shishi said:

"Okay, I'll write slowly this time, you feel it with your heart." The word "heart" in Nangong Shishi's mouth is particularly strong and seems to have a unique tone.

Zhao Xuan raised his eyebrows and felt it attentively. How to feel it attentively when writing on his legs? But... it is possible to use true energy!

Zhao Xuan thought and closed his eyes. The true energy swam away from his legs in an instant. The feeling on his legs immediately became very sharp. Nangong Shishi began to write words on Zhao Xuan's legs with the grass tips. Zhao Xuan sensitively discovered that these were three words, three very strange words. She wrote faster, even faster than last time. She was obviously a little excited. Zhao Xuan opened his eyes and looked at Nangong Shishi with confusion in his eyes.

"Did you recognize it?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head slowly:

"I really can't recognize you, you wrote faster this time."

What does this girl mean? Why do you write these three words? It's so strange. Her status is so transcendent. Compared to such a small worker, she is like a high-ranking Snow White. How could the princess fall in love with a worker? This is too inexplicable.

Nangong Shishi didn't know that Zhao Xuan already knew the words she wrote, and she said softly:

"I'm going to write it, you must feel it with your heart this time."

Attentively, attentively, why does she always mention these two words?