As soon as we entered the city, Li Zhengyang noticed something was wrong.
The atmosphere on the street is too depressing.
Most of the shops on both sides of the road were closed, and the remaining ones that were open were empty.
Every two intersections, you can encounter a group of Martial Warrior patrolling with Battle Saber on their backs.
These people all had dead faces, looking at everyone as if they were suspects, and the interrogation was very strict.
There is a checkpoint at the intersection ahead, and two patrols Martial Warrior are scolding an old man pushing a tricycle.
Li Zhengyang is too lazy to bother with them.
Step your right foot forward slightly.
<Dragon-Treading Heaven Steps>.
A layer of transparent folds opened up in the space under his feet like water waves, and his body disappeared out of thin air. When he reappeared, he was already in an alley three hundred meters away from the bayonet.
No one noticed the whole process, and even the surrounding surveillance cameras did not capture the afterimage.
This body technique is ridiculously easy to use when traveling.
Li Zhengyang didn't stop and went straight to the village in the city.
I turned into the village in the city and arrived at the dilapidated building.
When I walked to the third floor and took a look, Li Zhengyang was stunned for a moment.
The loan company disappeared.
Moved? Or cleared?
Li Zhengyang Seeing that there was no useful information, he turned around and went downstairs.
As soon as I walked out of the alley of the urban village, a steaming shop came into view.
"Old Zhou Breakfast Shop".
The signboard is still the same old one.
Li Zhengyang My stomach just growled.
He walked over, pulled up a chair and sat down.
"Boss, here are six cages of meat buns, two bowls of wontons, and four fried dough sticks."
Old Zhou didn't even raise his head and answered instinctively, "Okay, wait a moment..."
Halfway through the words, Old Zhou felt that the voice sounded familiar.
He took out the fried dough sticks, drained them, and turned his head to take a look.
The bamboo chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground.
"You... you..."
Old Zhou pointed at Li Zhengyang, his eyes widening.
"Don't be nervous, boss, just eat normally."
Li Zhengyang took out his mobile phone and said, "I won't do the 30-yuan self-service. I'll just do the math normally."
After hearing the normal calculation of money, Old Zhou's expression softened a lot.
"Ouch! It's you, young man! I haven't seen you for a month. Look how you are dressed. Are you getting rich?"
Old Zhou quickly served the freshly baked steamed dumplings and greeted them with a smile.
"It's okay. I'm doing some small business in the north."
Li Zhengyang dipped a bun in vinegar and took a bite, while eating, he said, "Boss, I just went to the village in the city. Why is the loan company on the third floor called "Speedy Loan Treasure" gone?"
Hearing the words "Speedy Loan Treasure", Old Zhou quickly looked around and lowered his voice.
"Young man, don't mention this name casually outside."
Old Zhou moved a small mat and sat next to it, holding a rag and pretending to wipe the table.
"What? The loan shark was caught?"
"What the hell! I'm getting rich now!"
Old Zhou gestured mysteriously, "Moved to the city center! Changed its name to "Starfire Financial Group". Not only did he build a dozen-story building, but East City's city defense team also got close to them."
Old Zhou sighed and pointed to the street.
"Have you not seen how many Martial Warriors are patrolling the streets now? They say it's a crackdown on security, but in fact it's just that East Citys were always embarrassed a while ago."
"Today the boy from the Zhang family disappeared, and tomorrow the girl from the Li family disappeared. The ones missing are all young people who have just started practicing martial arts, or those casual practitioners who are hanging out in society Martial Warrior."
"The higher authorities couldn't find out why, so they checked the temporary residence permit on the street every day, which made it impossible for everyone to do business."
Li Zhengyang stopped moving.
The missing ones are all low-level Martial Warrior.
It seems that what is shown in the data is correct.
"There's another weird thing."
Old Zhou looked around and lowered his voice, "Didn't you go to school at Martial Arts Junior College in the south of our city?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"The school is closed now!" Old Zhou slapped his thigh.
"Blocked?" Li Zhengyang raised his eyebrows.
"Yes! It is said that in order to cultivate Great Xia cutting-edge martial arts talents, a completely closed management was implemented. People inside are not allowed to leave, and people from outside are not allowed to enter."
Old Zhou smacked his lips and continued.
"But the treatment is really good! I heard that there are no tuition fees for junior college students, and they are also given a monthly subsidy of 3,000 yuan. They have meat every day, and they are also given Blood Qi Soup for free."
"But there is a condition, which is that a large tube of blood must be drawn for physical examination every week. It is said to accurately monitor the students' potential data."
Hearing this, Li Zhengyang was completely happy.
They paid for food and housing, and had to have a large tube of blood drawn every week.
This is not a fucking school, this is clearly a legal blood cow pig farm!
It works really well.
Demon-Human has penetrated into the hinterland of Great Xia, and has also started industrial chain farming.
No wonder Northern Wasteland and Blood Nether keep receiving Blood-Soul Pearl. It turns out the root cause is here.
"By the way, young man, you dropped out of school early, so you probably don't know."
Old Zhou came closer and said, "The Academic Affairs Office of your school Director Wang is really weird."
Li Zhengyang The chopsticks in his hand paused in the air.
"Who are you talking about? Which Director Wang?"
"It's the original Wang Dewen Director Wang! I didn't know why I went there before. I disappeared for a while and then came back."
Old Zhou was amazed.
"He used to come to my place for breakfast a lot, but now he looks like a different person. He wears big sunglasses every day and a long windbreaker Great Xia every day."
Li Zhengyang said nothing.
The image of Fifth-Rank Martial Artist Demonic Beast crushing Wang Dewen's spine in Abyssal Giant Lizard's territory appeared in his mind.
He cannot die any more.
He watched with his own eyes as he died.
Now Old Zhou told him that Director Wang returned to school to take charge of the work?
"Young man, why don't you eat?" Old Zhou looked at Li Zhengyang and asked.
Li Zhengyang put the last half of the bun into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.
He wiped his mouth with a tissue.
"Boss, how much is it?"
"Thirty, I think it's cheaper for you." Old Zhou smiled and took out the payment code.
Li Zhengyang took out his phone and scanned it.
"Dip, collect payment, twenty thousand yuan."
Old Zhou was shocked when he heard the voice announcement: "Oh boy, you scanned too much! You gave me too much!"
"Not much."
"The rest will be considered as advance payment. When I finish my work, I have to come to your place for a late-night snack."
Old Zhou held the phone and was confused. "Working? You just came back, what are you going to do?"
Li Zhengyang did not answer.
He took two steps forward.
Lift your right foot and lightly step on the air in front of you.
Ripples in the space suddenly spread out, and his figure was instantly distorted like a reflection on the water.
He disappeared without a trace under the nose of Old Zhou.
"Ouch!" Old Zhou shook his hand, and the phone fell directly into the basin of fried dough sticks.
He rubbed his eyes, looked at the empty streets, and broke into a cold sweat.
"It's broad daylight. Did you see a ghost?"
Martial Arts Junior College Outside the gate.
The original shabby door had long been dismantled and replaced with a heavy alloy door.
There is a high-voltage power grid on the wall, with all-weather monitoring probes installed every ten meters.
There were four security guards standing at the door.
They were all big-shouldered and round-waisted, with cold eyes.
The last one exudes Martial Sect fluctuations.
How can a local junior college have the security force of this level?
The figure of Li Zhengyang appeared outside the gate and his eyes turned cold.
Wang Dewen, right?
I want to see how you come back from the dead.
He picked up the gun and strode towards the door.