In just a few seconds, the gaze of the long-haired man in white in front of him penetrated through the mist steadily, a little slowly, which actually gave the three of them an illusion of time at the same moment.
The passage of time seemed to slow down, and a few seconds seemed to be stretched to several hours. The strong sense of spiritual oppression seeping out of the eyes is like a saw tooth, eroding people's soul consciousness bit by bit...
Their clothes were completely soaked with sweat, and they were as embarrassed as chickens that had just fallen into the water.
When the supervisor of Shanshui Manor and his two subordinates, one tall and one short, woke up from this hazy will, they were shocked to find that the man in white had disappeared...
"Director Song..."
The two subordinates beside him called out several times, and the old-looking man standing in the middle came back to his senses.
Where are people
Already gone…
Where did it go
totally no idea…
Everything happens in just a moment.
He is actually a transformed god!
At this moment, the supervisor felt a little scared in his heart.
His face was a little gloomy, and he stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat-covered face, just like the wipers on the windshield hanging up raindrops.
Cultivators in the divine transformation stage have a unique ability to peer into and apply the laws of heaven and earth. In front of such people, especially when the strength is unequal, there are very few means that can be used to hide the aura... In the face of absolute power, under absolute oppression, even the perception of the passage of time becomes weak.
"No wonder you can't attack this family. From the beginning, we underestimated the power of this family on paper... "
Manager Song clenched his fists angrily, and looked back in the direction of the Wang family's villa with a deep look - this family is definitely not as simple as it seems!
But now is not the time to worry about these things.
By giving away the masks so blatantly, this family obviously doesn’t want to wade into this muddy water again. Therefore, the top priority is to investigate the identity of the man in white. The Stone Ghost Face must be recaptured before the other party takes further action!
Manager Song was holding his chin in deep thought when two subordinates beside him suddenly asked: "... Mr. Manager, what should we do next?"
"This senior in white used spiritual pressure to scare us before, and he obviously had no intention of fighting with us. With his ability, he may have run far away in this time. However, we still have to investigate what needs to be investigated..." During this time, Manager Song took off his gold-rimmed glasses and pressed a button on an inconspicuous position on the edge of the frame.
Just for a moment, the lenses of the glasses released light, and a picture was projected directly into the void through the glasses...
"...This is it!" The two subordinates were horrified.
This is a video of the man in white coming out of the Wang family villa and walking on the road. The video records the moment when the man in white tilts his head...
"To serve the Lord, you must consider everything carefully." Manager Song smiled slightly.
Although the video data was interrupted due to excessive spiritual pressure, the previous tracking video data clearly recorded the appearance of the man in white.
After taking back the image data, Manager Song carefully folded the glasses and prepared to put them away. He nodded with satisfaction: "This thing is not bad, and it can withstand a lot of pressure. I will have to write a report later and apply to the castle master to popularize it."
"Is this the legendary... portable projection glasses camera?"
This is the latest cutting-edge technology developed by the Little Power Research Bureau!
"Of course not... Hey, the model from the Little Power Research Bureau is expensive. How can I afford it with my salary? Since we want to promote the team, the first choice is of course high quality and low price, you know?"
Director Song stroked his glasses: "This is a copycat waterproof portable projection glasses camera specially designed for gossip paparazzi... The copycat camera is just awesome!"
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"Next, we just need to find this man based on the image data. But before that, there is one very important thing." Director Song's expression suddenly looked a little ugly.
"Please give me your instructions..."
"You should still have the long johns you bought from this family yesterday, right? Let me wear them first..."
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From coming out of the Wang family's small villa to getting rid of the group at Shanshui Manor... half an hour had passed by the time Lord Throwing Thunder returned home.
Because he had a sword-driving license, although this journey seemed far away, it was obviously still within the acceptable range.
The place where Lord Throwing Lei lived was called Wenxian Garden. This was a high-end villa area where the residents were either rich or noble. Of course, Grenade-Throwing Lord is not a rich man. The villa in Wenxian Garden was given to him by Lin Sicong, a real estate tycoon who helped him when he was doing heroic deeds. The entire Wenxian Garden is also land under the name of this real estate tycoon.
The villa was taken over, but it was taken over, renovated and renovated... Wenxianyuan's security captain will never forget that when Lord Throwing Lei took over this villa, it was filled with luxurious furnishings and extremely luxurious. After buying a super high-end villa, he drove an excavator and bulldozed and expanded the entire back garden of the villa. Even the high-end furniture in the villa was sold.
If it weren't for the fact that this villa was given to him by others and he was too embarrassed to sell it blatantly, Lord Throwing Lei felt that maybe he would never spend such a huge sum of money to buy such a flashy villa to live in.
Classmate Lei Mouren feels that he is quite similar to Wang Ling in this aspect. Not only does he like to be alone, but he also likes to keep a low profile. He is not a person who likes to enjoy himself. He felt that he had no use for all those fancy furniture, so he might as well sell them all to get some money.
In this day and age, applying a layer of maintenance oil to the fairy sword every day is expensive, and on the other hand, funds must be used to maintain the operation of the cultivation forum. As the "boss" of a website, Zhenjun Diurei felt that he was under a lot of pressure.
When he got home, Lord Throwing Lei immediately dialed a phone number, and the signal passed directly across the mountains and seas to the underground laboratory on the border of Huaxiu Kingdom...
"Hey, is it Xiao Hei? Yes, it's me, I'm Diurei..."
It had been more than a week since the last time Xiao Hei's laboratory was destroyed. Lei Mouren felt that the basic facilities in the laboratory should have been restored to operation.
After listening to Xiao Hei complaining about the painful experience of repairing the laboratory, Lord Thunder-Throwing also sighed: "Well, I know you are busy, but the repair of the cannon can wait. I went to see one of my friends today. Brother, he promised to work with me to find the guy who destroyed the laboratory and beat him up... But before that, I want you to help me investigate an organization. That Shanshui Manor... have you heard of it? "
(End of chapter)