Huaisha port terminal.
Late at night, exactly three o'clock.
With a group of confidants, Chen Hang quickly walked along the pier.
They were dressed in black formal attire, and guards stood vaguely around them, taking strict precautions.
Chen Hang is nearly fifty years old, with a bald head and a strong body, but his energy is no longer as vigorous as when he was young.
At this time, his face was serious, and the wrinkles on his face kept trembling slightly with his steps. The expression was even more faintly cloudy.
A group of people walked to the right side of the pier, stopped in front of a docked medium-sized silver yacht, and then filed one after another onto the boat.
Woo...
The yacht started, and a large wave of white water surged behind it, turning slowly, and sailing towards the distance.
In the middle of the night, the sea wind howled, and the black clouds rolled in the night sky, gloomy and depressing.
Chen Hang stood at the bow of the ship, squinting and looking straight ahead.
Only a short distance from the sea can be seen illuminated by the yacht, and nothing else can be seen clearly.
But he didn't take it seriously, his eyes were fixed on the front, but his eyes were a little distracted.
Ever since his only son was killed suddenly, everything he had originally arranged was like an avalanche, blown away in an instant, meaningless.
Even his subordinates, those originally loyal subordinates, gradually had other thoughts because he had no successors.
After all, even if he is born again now, the child is too young, and when he grows up, he doesn't know how many years will pass.
There are too many variables during this period.
Chen Hang folded his hands behind his back and remained silent.
The sea wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the yacht is shaking and bumping more and more. The sea water slapped the hull, and the bursts of rushing sounds continued to enter the ears.
Chen Hang came back to his senses and raised his hand.
"Everyone turn off their phones." He raised his voice.
The six people who followed him onto the boat all quickly took out their mobile phones and turned them off.
Chen Hang no longer gave any instructions, but just let the boat sail forward and waited quietly.
Time keeps ticking.
Maybe ten minutes passed.
twenty minutes.
half an hour.
A crisp sound of splashing water spread from the stern of the boat.
Several subordinates on the "Who" yacht quickly drew their guns on alert.
"Put down the gun." Chen Hang said sharply.
The subordinates were taken aback for a moment. Although they didn't know why Chen Hang gave this order, they still lowered their guns slowly and quickly surrounded them in a circle.
Not long after, there was a burst of rhythmic footsteps.
A bald and masked man in a blue robe slowly walked out of the darkness at the stern.
The bald head was tall, more than two meters tall, and looked like a bamboo pole, with a set of exquisite and gorgeous blue robes hanging on it.
The most noticeable thing is his eyes.
Those eyes were bloodshot, densely packed as if they might explode at any moment.
Countless blood streaks almost completely occupied the whites of his eyes, which looked like pink eye disease.
"It seems that you have figured it out." The bald and masked man let out a hoarse and ugly laugh.
With his hands behind his back, Chen Hang tightly held a grenade that had been prepared in advance. Without even daring to blink, he stared at the person opposite.
"As long as you help me find the murderer who killed my son, I can cooperate with you in this operation in Huaisha"
"Tsk tsk tsk... what a paternal love." The bald and masked man laughed again.
"This matter is actually very simple. But, why don't you let us help you solve the murderer directly?"
Chen Hang didn't make a sound.
He's not stupid, if he couldn't find the murderer who killed his son, he wouldn't cooperate with these demons who eat people and don't spit out bones.
He can barely cover up just one transaction. Once he borrowed too much power from them, sooner or later he, the big boss of the white card gang, would become the opponent's cannon fodder puppet.
Seeing that Chen Hang didn't speak. The bald and masked man doesn't care either.
"Okay, now that you've decided, should we start now, or"
"From now on, as long as you provide information, I will provide the information you need accordingly. After the end, we will not owe each other," Chen Hang said coldly.
"Yes." The bald and masked man laughed.
He stretched out his hand, and with a woman's slender and white index finger, touched the ground lightly.
hiss hiss... ..
In an instant, the sound of countless small insects crawling on the sides of the yacht came from the sides.
Soon, large black bugs frantically gathered from all directions on the side of the ship, and condensed into a ball on the deck in front of Chen Hang and the others.
No one made a sound, Chen Hang and his party trembled slightly, staring at the strange scene in front of them.
Each of these black bugs is the size of a fingernail.
They are all black, with eight legs, no eyes, and only a sawtooth-like mouthpart on the head. There are also translucent cicada wings on both sides of the body.
soon.
The bugs condense into a small black ball.
The sphere gets bigger and bigger until it is the size of a goose egg.
The bald and masked man stretched out his hand again and pointed at the ball.
Hiss... .
All the bugs quickly scattered and fled, along the side of the deck, and returned to the sea.
In a blink of an eye, the entire yacht could no longer see half a bug.
In the place of the black ball, a light blue oval egg was left.
"Take it back and put it at the scene where your son was killed. Three days later, it will hatch automatically, and a blue bird will come out. Follow the blue bird, and you will find the murderer who killed your son."
The bald and masked man let out an ugly laugh again, his body backed away slowly, and disappeared into the darkness.
"Don't forget your promise... Of course, if you can't solve it, you can shout out my code name in front of the blue bird. We will help you...."
The last words floated out of the darkness.
Chen Hang's face twitched, staring at the blue bird eggs on the deck.
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"Could it be said that the primary alien summoning is a special ritual that can truly summon creatures?"
Lin Sheng's heart was burning, and he quickly turned the pages of the book to the corresponding record page.
On the relevant pages, most of the content is clear. Lin Sheng directly found the function introduction part of the ritual circle, carefully
Calling from another world is called calling, but it is actually a traction reconstruction.
In this world, there are countless gaps, and these gaps will flash in any corner of the world every moment, they are everywhere, but they are unknown.
This is also because these gaps exist in a way that we humans do not perceive.
They are constantly changing, disappearing and being reborn, and they are completely different from ours, two worlds.
To call from another world is to go through rituals to draw out special existences willing to use for oneself from these gaps.
After reading the general introduction, Lin Sheng somewhat understood why this formation does not require many materials, but it can summon existences from other worlds to fight for him.
"It turns out that it's not opening the portal to call, but pulling the summoned creature from the ready-made gap. There is a huge difference in difficulty between the two."
Lin Sheng was completely fascinated.
Although it is still uncertain whether this ritual circle can be used, all the rituals he obtained before have been successful, and this makes no sense.
When he was only on Earth before, he had heard of this type of spell, this type of spell that could summon creatures to fight for him.
At that time, he was very envious. He never thought that now he would really have the opportunity to come into contact with this kind of magic.