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Chapter 594

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With the fusion of the meteorite fragments, Zhao Yao looked at the mission panel. The fusion progress of the meteorite had reached 8%.

Zhao Yao touched his chin and thought, "Only 8%. If I want more meteorite fragments, it looks like I'll have to find more Americans."

However, traveling to Japan was too tiring. Zhao Yao planned to rest for a while before thinking of a solution.

"By the way, how's the Death King? I went to give Y 'lisabet some experience to level up. Wasn't it to deal with the Death King and the others? "

Zhao Yao immediately opened the Cat Net and found that 'Fang' had indeed been keeping a low profile recently. The entire Southern Superpower world was calm, and nothing major had happened.

So for the next two weeks, Zhao Yao rested leisurely, planning to accumulate experience and find a way to draw more prizes.



At the same time, in a villa on the outskirts of Jianghai.

Borrowing the explosive ability, Bomberman, who had participated in the Elvis competition with Zhao Yao, was playing a game.

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening came from downstairs. He frowned and shouted, "Zhen, is that you? Didn't you go to work? Why are you back? "

However, there was no response from downstairs. Feeling that something was wrong, Bomberman stood up and walked downstairs.

He immediately saw a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa of his house, looking at a cigar.

Seeing Bomberman coming downstairs, the middle-aged man looked up at him, yawned, and said, "Lang Gou, is this the guy?"

A young man wearing a flowery shirt and a mushroom hairstyle walked out of the kitchen with a cake in his hand. "Yes, it's him. This cheesecake is good. Do you want a piece? "

"Don't tempt me. Don't you know that I have diabetes and high blood pressure?"

Looking at the two people who were in the mood to chat and joke in his home, Bomberman narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Who are you? What do you want? "

The middle-aged man grinned, revealing a cruel smile. "Bomberman, you participated in the Elvis competition in Jianghai a few months ago, right? We have something to ask you. "As he spoke, he lifted his feet and placed them on the low cabinet in the living room.

Looking at the muddy boots on his clean cabinet, the veins on the bomber's forehead bulged again. "I don't care who you are, and I don't care what you want to do. I'm very angry now."

As he spoke, the air around him continued to crackle and explode. It was the air exploding slightly.

"I've met a lot of scum like you. I have many ways to deal with people like you. Trust me, they won't be the way you like." The bomber raised his palm and gently pinched the air in his hand. "Now, put my cake back, then wipe the low cabinet and floor clean, and I will let you out."

Hearing Bomberman's words, the middle-aged man and the mushroom-haired young man called Lang Gou both smiled.

The next moment, Bomberman felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he screamed. Then, a man's voice slowly sounded in his ear, like a cold wind blowing into his chest.

"Shh." Midnight raised his finger and made a shushing gesture. "Relax, Huang Jian (Bomberman's real name). Don't be nervous. We won't kill people randomly."

Bomberman turned his head with difficulty and saw an illusory figure standing behind him. The other party's palm went through his chest and grabbed his heart.

Midnight whispered into his ear, "Tell me everything you know about the Headless Horseman."

Bomberman sneered, and the surrounding air suddenly boiled. A strong explosion was about to take place.

Midnight's face turned cold, and he exerted force in his hand. Bomberman, whose heart was being squeezed, screamed and knelt on the ground. The boiling air quieted down once again.

"Why are you so excited?" Midnight said lightly. "We just want to talk to you."

Ten minutes later, the middle-aged man took out a small book and crossed out Bomberman's name. "It seems like he doesn't know much. The identity of this Headless Horseman is really secretive. Let's see who's next. "

In the small book, there were fifty or sixty names, and seven or eight had been crossed out. In the last few rows of names, Xiao Shiyu was among them.



Half an hour later, more than a dozen police cars arrived at the villa.

Lin Chen walked into the villa, glanced at the half-eaten cake next to him, and frowned.

"How is Huang Jian?"

The chubby boy said, "Severe internal bleeding, and he's still in a coma in the ICU. This is the seventh case this month. These guys are so arrogant."

Lin Chen looked at the dent on the sofa and the shoe prints on the low cabinet. He shook his head. "They are very confident." He squatted down and looked at the shoe prints on the low cabinet. "They don't care if we find them or not."

"Have you found out the pattern of the victims?"

"Not yet." The chubby boy shrugged and said, "They are all critically ill and in a coma. Does that count?"

Lin Chen frowned and said, "Don't you think they seem to be looking for something?"

"Looking for something?"

Lin Chen nodded. "There must be a clue that we haven't found yet. We can't follow behind them. We have to find a way to stop them. "Lin Chen touched his chin and said," Send me another copy of the victim's detailed information. "



On the other side, in the green belt of Huatian Village.

A one-eyed black cat slowly walked out of the shadows, looked at Briquet and Fish Ball in front of him, and frowned. "You're late." Behind him, there were more than a dozen super-powered cats of different colors.

Seeing them, Fish Ball said with a smile, "Good stuff is not afraid of being late, is it?" Then he pointed at Briquet and said, "This is Poison Master, a friend I met in Thailand. She has a lot of imported goods."

The one-eyed cat hesitated. "Thai cat?"

"Sawadika." Briquet nodded and said, "We have a stable source of goods abroad. We guarantee that the quality of the goods we give you is much better than that in China and other places in Southeast Asia, and the price can be 20% cheaper. With our goods, no one in Jianghai can compete with you. "

The one-eyed black cat's pupils gradually turned into vertical slits. "How much goods do you have?"

Briquet and Fish Ball looked at each other, and Briquet said, "Five tons. We can provide you with five tons of goods every year, as long as you can afford it."

"Hahahaha, are you afraid that I can't afford it?" The one-eyed black cat sneered. "It's not like two years ago when I didn't awaken. Five tons? Just from Huatian Village to Huatian Village, I can afford fifty tons of goods. Tell me where to deliver the goods. "

Briquet stared into the cat's eyes, and the one-eyed black cat stared back at him without any hesitation.

After a while, Briquet murmured, "I'll pay a deposit of five hundred first. We'll send you the first batch in a day. "

"Deal."

"I only accept Alipay."

"No problem."

Just then, a female voice came from a building nearby, "Century Egg! Time to eat. "

The dozen or so super-powered cats around them all became restless, and the next moment, they scattered and rushed toward the building where the voice came from.

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