The Red Weasel Brothers of the Dongwu Building.
They were the most famous serial robbers and murderers in Huaisha. They had robbed and killed fourteen people in a row.
In the end, because the prosecution lacked evidence and someone paid them to do so. The two brothers were eventually sentenced to four and six years in prison.
Later, they were released from prison and became a famous sensation in Huaisha for a while.
At that time, Lin Sheng was still young and heard his father, Lin Zhounian, talking about it.
But at that moment …
He stood on the road leading to the abandoned factory in the suburbs. It was the first time he saw the thugs he had heard about as a child.
Two skinny, bald men in red and black leather clothes, one of them tall and the other short, happened to be riding a motorcycle as they whizzed past him.
Obviously, they were not in the Dongwu Building just now. Now they must have received the news and rushed over. Unfortunately, it was too late.
Lin Sheng stood on the side of the road. At a glance, there were only a few drunkards sitting on the side of the road.
Sober people like him were either drug addicts or petty thieves.
The two brothers looked ferocious as they sped past on their motorcycles. Soon, they disappeared at the end of his sight.
Lin Sheng looked away and continued to rush to the place where he had buried the money.
He had been ambushed and assassinated on the Internet. Of course, he would not forget such a big event.
So after the Ironfist Club gradually grew stronger, he began to quietly use the information network to inquire about the culprit behind the swordsmanship competition.
Soon, the truth came to light. The culprit was Chen Tan, the only son of Chen Hang, the leader of the largest gang in Huaisha.
Chen Hang was also one of the bosses of the White Tarots.
Chen Tan might not have hidden it at all. He had targeted Chen Huan's opponents more than once. This time, it was Lin Sheng's turn.
"The leader of the gang? That's a little troublesome … These stolen money are not easy to deal with for the time being … I can't use it here. "
Lin Sheng quickly returned to the grass where he buried the money and dug out a large bag wrapped in a plastic bag with his sword. Then he buried the murder weapon.
Carrying the money, he went straight to the factory where he had held the ceremony.
In the factory warehouse, there were two black backpacks stacked in a corner. The backpacks looked very inconspicuous in the dark. They were also weighed down by a few dirty boards.
At first glance, one would think that it was just ordinary trash.
Lin Sheng pushed the door open and closed it behind him. He walked in front of the two backpacks.
He skillfully opened his backpack and took out a complete set of Weak and Thick ritual materials.
Then, he took out a small translucent bottle from another backpack.
Inside the bottle was a white and plump silkworm-like worm.
The worm was about the length of two knuckles, and it was still wriggling in the gravel in the bottle.
This was the second type of contracted creature that Lin Sheng thought of.
If the previous crow was just a test, then this insect was the beginning of his formal contract.
"The Queen Ant of the Flying Ants. This is a good item that I ordered from many places."
Lin Sheng raised the bottle with satisfaction and looked at the queen ant inside.
After thinking for a long time, he decided to choose flying ants as his second pet.
He did not know if anyone in Blackfeather City had chosen insects as a contract partner. In any case, he had decided to choose this one.
Flying ants were better than crows. Once they formed a colony, a large number of flying ants would become omnipresent guards, able to watch over everything in the sky and on the ground.
Moreover, the flying ants that he specifically ordered from the pet shop owner were also quite poisonous.
He had spent more than five thousand, and a lot of the money he had left in his little vault, to get such a good thing.
As for the other material, it was the part that he did not use last time.
After forming a contract with the crow, there was almost no wear and tear.
Lin Sheng planned to use these for a second time.
He quickly set up the ritual circle with ease.
He mixed the paste and placed it in a fixed position, then picked up the queen ant and placed it in the middle of the circle.
"Hope everything goes well."
He took a few steps back and took out a knife to disinfect it. Then, he stood meticulously in front of the ritual circle. When the knife cooled down, he aimed at the palm of his other hand and slashed it hard.
* Hiss. *
Sticky blood slowly dripped down and dripped onto the Blackbloom in the middle.
At the same time, Lin Sheng began to chant a strange activation chant that sounded like a tongue twister.
After five chants.
He slowly stopped and quickly started to bandage the wound on his hand.
After bandaging the wound, Lin Sheng moved forward and squatted down.
Only then did he realize that the paste in the formation diagram seemed to have oxidized, and had become dim and lightless. It did not look like a mixture of crystal powder and silver powder at all.
The gold on the side was also covered in a thick layer of grey. It seemed to have turned into another type of metal.
Lin Sheng stared at the queen ant in the middle of the circle. He reached out and touched it lightly.
Hiss …
An electric shock numbness spread from his finger into his body.
But unlike last time, the numbness only lasted for a moment and disappeared immediately.
Lin Sheng's gaze quickly calmed down and stared at the queen ant on the ground.
"Move?"
He sent a thought over.
The queen ant did not move.
Lin Sheng frowned and used his finger to poke the queen's skin. Still did not move.
He gently turned the queen ant over and laid it face up.
"Dead?!"
While flipping, the queen ant did not move. Its body seemed to have stiffened.
The same feeling of body extension as the crow did not appear again.
Lin Sheng immediately knew that the ritual had failed.
Standing up, he quickly rolled up the plastic sheet and stuffed it into his schoolbag.
After making sure that everything was cleaned up, he found a place nearby, wrapped up all the stolen money, and buried it in the ground.
To prevent mold, he also found a relatively dry place near a rocky hill. Anyway, it was only temporary. Soon, he would have to find a way to move it.
After cleaning up, Lin Sheng walked to the nearby road to stop a taxi.
But perhaps because it was too late today, he could not stop a taxi for a long time.
He simply walked in the direction of home. Anyway, it was only more than ten kilometers from here. He did not need to walk the whole way. As long as he walked to a relatively prosperous place, he could stop a taxi and go back.
The crow was left to guard the place where the money was buried. As for food, Lin Sheng prepared a lot of eggs and fruits for it, which were placed in a basket hanging high in the warehouse.
On the way home, Lin Sheng guessed that the reason why he failed was because of one of the taboos in the ritual.
He could not contract with creatures that were too different in size.
For an ant, his body was too big, so it was normal for the ritual to fail. It was just a waste of materials.
A hundred thousand yuan of materials could only be used twice.
It was already five o 'clock in the morning when Lin Sheng returned to Huilian Community, feeling a little defeated.
He told his parents that he would stay at a friend's house. It was not appropriate for him to go home so early.
So, he wandered around outside the district.
He bought a newspaper at the newsstand, sat in a bun shop that had just opened, and ordered a big bun with soy sauce.
The big bun was paired with soy milk. One was greasy and the other was refreshing. It was quite delicious.
Lin Sheng ate four in one go.
The newspaper was Celine Daily, a national publication that was distributed nationwide.
The headline on the front page was clearly written: War Breaks Out. Protracted War or Infiltration War?
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