After the knife-wielding man left, the silver-haired man leaned back in his seat and waited for the matter to be resolved.

This abnormal commission is most likely caused by that kid, so as long as that kid is solved, there will be no exception.

In fact, most anomalies are like this, especially in such remote areas where few people around have the status of serious citizens, so it is very simple to deal with them.

After just waiting for a while, a gunshot was heard in the distance. The silver-haired man frowned and asked through the boundary:

"Dachen, what's going on?"

A voice immediately came to my ears: "There is a fighter inside. This man has an implant. They also have guns. There is some trouble."

The silver-haired man cursed: "A broken place means a lot of trouble."

He turned around and said, "An Dan, can you interfere?"

In the back seat was a woman with purple eye makeup and a somewhat lazy short hair. The implant exposed on her neck extended to her back and back of her head, and gorgeous decorations were added to it.

Hearing this, she nodded, closed her eyes, and seemed to be trying to connect with something. After a while, she said: "Okay, I have passed on the wrong perception to the fighter's implant, and his world is on the field.

The domain link was also disconnected by me."

"Okay."

The silver-haired man said to Dachen again: "Solve it quickly." Then he asked Jie Ping to call up the music in his collection and started playing it. In an instant, a long wolf howl came from his ears.

This is his favorite piece of music by the Sun Band - "Legend of the Wolf". Along with the sound of the music, his body began to sway:

"Crazy, turbulent, like ocean waves..."

"Open and unrestrained, like the blazing sun..."

"Under the sky, I am a lone wolf running..."

After waiting for a while, Dachen came back from outside, his knife was covered in blood.

The silver-haired man opened his eyes and looked out the car window, "Is it done?"

Dachen nodded.

The silver-haired man said: "Let's go!"

After Dachen put away his knife and got into the car, the SUV turned around and left.

When Chen Chuan and Lao Qi were on their way back, it started to rain lightly, and the sky became dark. The lights and neon lights of the vehicles on the road reflected through the rain on the car windows, turning into blurred light spots of various colors.

Chen Chuan asked at this time: "Old Qi, do you know where I can buy maps? Maps of Central City."

Lao Qi thought for a while and said, "Go this way. There is an old magazine selling magazines about two kilometers away."

Chen Chuanchuan: "Then please send me there. I may buy some other things along the way. It's not far from the academy. I'll go there by myself. You should go back early."

Lao Qi agreed. Three or four minutes later, the car drove to the entrance of a store and slowly parked on the side of the road. Chen Chuan said goodbye to Lao Qi, got out of the car, and found him about ten meters away.

I went to a small store with a narrow facade and successfully bought a map there.

People like him who wear mid-range credentials only need to check on the platform where they want to go. However, maps are very needed for many people. They don’t have much money, so they can only buy second-hand or third-hand ones.

Jie Ping only has a dialogue function. When going to some unfamiliar places, you have to look for nearby boundary points or rely on maps.

But he bought this to make it easier to find the address left by his parents.

He can't use the boundary to check, as that will leave traces.

And even if he found the location, he didn't plan to go there immediately, but planned to wait for a while, because when it came to this matter, he was not sure if anyone would pay attention.

It was raining at this time, so he did not rush back. Instead, he strolled along the street covered by the glass roof, surrounded by bustling people. The light boxes around him flashed bright words and patterns, with a slightly damp chill.

The wind blew on my cheeks from time to time, and further away there were dots of light.

He came to a tram stop and stopped. There was a sound from behind. He turned around and took a look. On the wall of the building, a huge figure of a man and a woman appeared, with advertisements for implants showing various parts of their bodies.

, gentle and friendly male and female voices took turns introducing the convenience of life brought by implants.

In just a moment, the tram arrived at the stop.

Just when Chen Chuan was about to get on the bus with other people, Lao Qi's contact profile picture started to vibrate. He took one look at it, got through, and asked: "Lao Qi, what's the matter?"

Lao Qi's voice on the other end was uneasy: "Brother Chen, that big guy, suddenly sent me a message just now, but it ended halfway through. If I ask again, there will be no news. Is there anything going on?"

Chen Chuan's eyes moved slightly and he asked: "Old Qi, are you home yet?"

"Not yet. Do you want to go back and take a look? Okay, I'll come and pick you up right now."

"Is everything okay at home?"

"It's okay, I said hello."

"I'm here at the station. I've sent you my location."

Chen Chuan ended the communication with him and thought for a moment. The strange story had been buried. As long as Xiao Man stopped digging it out with his own hands, there would be no more problems.

unless……

Hope that's not the case.

After waiting for a few minutes, Lao Qi's car quickly drove in front of him. Chen Chuan got in the car. Lao Qi said, "I don't know what's going on in Chongda?"

Chen Chuanchuan: "You won't know until you get it."

Less than half an hour later, they returned to the shantytown where they had just been. Looking over, they saw that the entire area was dark, with only a few places showing light.

After the car parked, the two of them walked inside, but within a few steps, they saw someone lying there on the road in the distance, still twitching. Lao Qi said in horror: "What's going on?"

Chen Chuan looked at the second self, where there were strong signs of blurring. At this time, Lao Qi had a double image in front of his eyes and covered his head: "Why do I feel a little dizzy?"

Chen Chuan grabbed him, looked inside with black eyes, and said, "Old Qi, don't go any further. I'll go in and take a look alone."

Lao Qi asked in surprise: "Is it that thing from before?"

Chen Chuan said seriously: "It's the same one before, but some places are different." He turned around and said: "Old Qi, you said you had been in the esoteric cult circle before?"

Lao Qi nodded.

Chen Chuanhuan asked, "Can you get these materials?" As he said that, he sent the names of each ritual material and the required quantities through the boundary certificate.

Lao Qi hesitated and said, "Yes!"

"How long will it take?"

Lao Qi gritted his teeth and said: "Leave it to me, I can get it before midnight at the latest!"

Chen Chuan took out a wad of money from his pocket, stuffed it into his hand, and said, "If it's not enough, you can use my share first."

Lao Qi said: "This is enough, Brother Chen, leave this matter to me." As he said that, he put the money in his pocket and hurried to the car.

"Lao Qi."

Chen Chuan called him sideways again.

"What?" Lao Qi stopped.

Chen Chuan looked at him and said seriously: "Don't force it, your own safety comes first."

Lao Qi waved his hand at him, "I know."

Chen Chuan watched him leave and walked deep into the shanty town. He saw people who were unconscious on the ground. He immediately quickened his pace, reached out to pick up the people in his sight, and then moved them to the abnormally affected house.

at the edge.

Some people fell inside the shack. At this time, there was no need to follow any rules. They just kicked the door open and took the people out from inside.

The rain from the sky continued to wet his body, but in an instant it was evaporated by the heat on his body and turned into wisps of steam floating up.

There are probably thousands of people gathering in this shantytown, but the main area affected is the circle extending outward from the shanty where Xiaoman lives.

He could only take out some of the people on the outermost edge who could still be saved, while the people closest to that area were already dead.

He brought out about twenty people before and after. Some residents around saw his actions. Some people tried to come up to help, while others rushed in anxiously because they might have relatives inside, but they all died after only a few steps.

He fell down and was dragged back to the safe area by Chen Chuan. No one came forward after that.

At this moment, more and more people gathered around, and they silently watched Chen Chuan's figure moving in and out.

After Chen Chuan took out all the people he could, he walked towards the central location. During the whole process, the second person above me showed a strong blur, and even the realm certificate could not be used normally.

The light and shadow always shook from time to time, and the sound was intermittent, so he simply turned it off.

When he arrived at Xiao Man's house, Brother Chong's body fell at the door. The fatal wound was from a knife cutting his throat, and blood gathered into a large pool below. A pistol fell not far away, and Xiao Man was originally holding it.

That one.

He raised his eyes and saw a few bullet holes on the wall opposite. He walked slowly to the backyard. A mannequin was sitting in the rain holding the body of a young man. The mannequin's empty eyes were looking above, behind the young man.

There is a bloody gun hole.

He looked at it for a while and took a breath. This strange story could no longer be easily solved.

And as time goes by, the scope of influence of this strange story may become larger and larger. He can't say about other places, but the entire shantytown will be within this scope.

The easiest way is to ask those people to move away.

But he knew that these people had no place to go but here. This was the only place they could stay and could accommodate them.

He turned around and walked out. There was still time, and there was still a chance to restrain it before the scope of influence was completely expanded.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, Lao Qi finally came back. He picked up a big box from the car and walked to Chen Chuan, "Brother Chen, everything you want is here."

Chen Shanshan took it with his hands and said, "Thank you, Lao Qi."

"What are these?" Lao Qi looked at the surrounding situation and said solemnly: "Brother Chen, do you want to arrange a ceremony? Let me help you."

Chen Chuanchuan: "Lao Qi, you can't get in, you go and rest first, I will do the rest."

Lao Qi said: "Okay, Brother Chen, I'll wait for you in the car."

Chen Chuan carried the box back to Xiaoman's shed. He looked at the dummy, opened the box, took out the tools inside, and began to draw ritual patterns on the surrounding walls.

This is the first time he has arranged a Tantric ritual, but fortunately, after being refined and summarized by the Tantric Bureau, this restraining ritual is not too complicated. All you have to do is follow the drawing.

It is important that the person describing the ritual knows what the purpose of the ritual is and what effect it will ultimately achieve, and he is very clear about this.

As a fighter, his hands are extremely stable, and every stroke he draws is accurate, paying attention to the superficial areas that need attention.

Fortunately, the rain had stopped at this moment, otherwise he might have had some trouble painting.

After several hours of busy work, at dawn, he put the final touch.

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Chapter completed!