Most of Hong Kong's terrain is mountainous. Although housing is in short supply and many poor people live in subdivided houses and cage houses, there are actually a lot of wasteland that is vacant, but due to various reasons, it cannot be developed. The government can only turn the wasteland into country parks and collect a little Tourist fees are used to subsidize the finances. Many newspapers touted it as Hong Kong's "back garden".
However, due to the inaccessibility of people, various country parks have also become excellent places to dump corpses. The murderer dismembered the victim and threw it into the wilderness. Some energetic young men and women are having barbecues and picnics in country parks, exchanging hormones. Occasionally, someone will win the lottery and be the first witness to discover the dead body.
Just like Li Yan and Zha Xiaodao now.
Jin Longyang's head seemed to have been eaten by wild animals, and the blood was so horrible that his body was leaning against the pillars of the gazebo. The blood was sprayed several meters away, and the temperature had not yet completely dissipated.
"Come a step late."
Zha Xiaodao frowned, and took off his suit to cover Jin Longyang's upper body.
Li Yan took a brief look at the scene, and soon noticed a string of fine blood stains drenched on the stones and weeds. Although they disappeared within a short distance, for a Liu'er kid, it spanned more than 20 kilometers. For Li Yan who killed the instigator, these bloodstains are enough to trace the murderer to the ends of the world.
"It's not far away yet."
After finishing speaking, Li Yan chased in the direction of the bloodstains. Zha Xiaodao didn't follow, but contacted the police. Jin Longyang is considered to have a reputation. Now that the corpses are exposed in the wilderness, someone must collect them
A black motorcycle was running between mountain roads. The rider was wearing a helmet and straddling a tennis bag. He was accelerating on the empty road, as if there was something urgent. But suddenly the rider's eyes went dark, and he flew into the air. The motorcycle without the driver broke through the railing and fell straight into the mountain stream.
Li Yan threw the opponent on the ground and stepped on his chest, but before he could ask a question, the opponent's body collapsed like a deflated balloon, leaving only his clothes, helmet, and a piece of bright red talisman paper. The huge living person disappeared unexpectedly.
Li Yan picked up the talisman and looked it over carefully.
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Category: femininity
The talisman that has been lost in "Theory of Destiny of Heavenly Essence" comes from the secret technique Wanhui Renyuan.
?It does not need to eat, drink, or defecate. It is full of energy and infinite power. It is refined with a stage horse and only obeys the orders of the master of the secret technique. However, it is possible to lose mana under the impact of noble fate.
The remaining tennis bag swelled up. Li Yan saw that the momentum was going fast, so he pulled back and saw that the nylon material swelled and broke into pieces on the ground. Bite at Li Yan, regardless of his demeanor, imposing manner, even swiftness and ferocity, he was no different from a real tiger, except that his joints were a little stiff.
There is a blue face in the sky above the ground.
Li Yan was thrown down by the tiger, and he held the tiger's head with both hands. He stared at the fierce and bloodthirsty eyes in front of him, and unexpectedly felt a familiar feeling.
[Paper Tiger with Painted Eyes]:
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Originally it was just the most common Jinmen Mingzha, and burning it to the ancestors can protect the health of the descendants, but because of the secret art of painting eyes, it has become a ferocious undead that can swallow the living alive.
poof~
Li Yan exerted force with both hands, the whole tiger's head was sunken inward, and a piece of bamboo pierced through the yellow paper skin. This is actually a paper tiger. Immediately following the strong wind, the paper tiger's eyes also lost their sparkle, and the paper bamboo basket shrank back, turning into a tattered paper tiger with the length of an arm.
Li Yan threw the paper tie aside and picked up the Mingzha face mask on the ground. At this moment, he naturally knew that the murderer of Jin Longyang was also inseparable from Xue Wenhai of Hanlin Lenglian. I just wondered, Jin Boqing died, and the secret art of painting eyes has been lost, but where did this paper tiger come from?
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"Death God!"
Qian Wu blurted out.
"Uncle Wu, speak slowly."
Li Cha and Qian Wu sat opposite each other.
After returning from Damaoshan, Li Yan contacted Qian Wu immediately, but the phone number Qian Wu left was for a local funeral home, so they went to the funeral home to find him in person.
"Yin Wuxu sees Si, Haimao does not see Yin, Siyou Chou sees Shen, Shen Zichen sees Hai, the dead gods are often deep in the city, and they are scheming, and they can hit unworthy descendants and ruin their ancestors. And they hit people with dead gods, Calamity is at the end of the Five Elements, like a centipede insect, dead but not stiff, there are many folk tales of fake corpses, zombies, because the dead are hit by the death god. Jiang Sihai must have known that Jin Boqing is the fate of the death god.??He is in charge of a million people, and when he encounters the death god, it is entirely possible to refine his corpse into a walking corpse that only obeys his own orders. "
Li Yan said with a half-smile: "Uncle Wu, your senior brother is really doing bad things. There are sores on the top of your head and pus on your feet."
The two brothers Jin Longhai and Jin Longyang died tragically one after another, Jin Lu Jinzhong was admitted to the hospital, and the entire Jinmen was almost extinct. Qian Wu said that the Death God lost his ancestral business, which is really true.
Qian Wu made him blush, he lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said: "I've heard that Jinmen Mingzha is very powerful, but Jiang Sihai has a man of ten thousand yuan, and Tianyi is by his side. The truth is that a few Zhang Mingzha did such an act of anger and hatred, he must have other plans."
"Uncle Wu, do you have a way to find him?"
Zha Xiaodao gave Li Yan a surprised look, but didn't make a sound.
"He is a well-known figure and a model Hong Kong businessman. It is not difficult to find him, just call his mansion."
Qian Wu narrowed his eyes: "It's very difficult to catch him. One time in the freezer on Pugang Road, and another time in the Mingzhu Building. The police couldn't find any evidence that could trip him up. So far, only a few people have been caught. A small character. Jiang Sihai's hand has reached into the political and business circles, and now is a sensitive period, and no one wants to touch him. Now he is unmoved by eight winds, sitting on a purple golden lotus. Otherwise, I wouldn't look for you."
Li Yan immediately took out his mobile phone and asked Qian Wu: "What's the phone number of his company?"
Qian Wu reported a number, and Li Yan pressed the key according to his words.
"Hello, Hanlin Cold Chain, how can I help you?"
"You tell Xue Wenhai that Jin Longyang's things are here. If you want them, tell him to find me at the Kowloon funeral home at ten o'clock tonight."
"Sir, what's your name?"
Li Yan rolled his eyes and changed his words temporarily: "My surname is Yang."
After speaking, I hung up the phone.
Qian Wu frowned: "What are you going to do? You're trying to scare the snake away."
"Take it easy, Uncle Wu. Hong Kong has no grass and no snakes."
Zha Xiaodao also said to Li Yan in a low voice: "Mr. Zhao hasn't come yet, so it's not good to make a big fuss. I heard that you killed Chen Zhengcong last time, and Mr. Zhao had already asked Concubine Yu to warn you once."
"I have a measure."
"You have a fart."
Li Yan laughed loudly, and said loudly in front of Qian Wu: "If you are a law-abiding citizen, can't you drink tea and chat with big Hong Kong businessmen? It's okay."
It's just that he stopped smiling suddenly, because he saw a familiar figure.
? Yang Zichu was wearing a trendy silver windbreaker, and had a plasma perm on his hair. He was cowering in the corner, and it seemed that he was here specifically to find Li Yan.
"Uncle Wu, wait for me."
Li Yan got up and walked to Yang Zichu.
"What are you looking for me for? Didn't I tell you to stay with Judy?"
Yang Zichu's face was full of confusion: "Lord Zhenfu, I feel the need to tell you something, the little mistress, she went to China City."
"Chinatown? What is Chinatown"
Li Yan suddenly stopped talking, and he pursed his lips and asked, "When did it happen?"
"Just started, I ran to find you as soon as I heard it!"
Yang Zichu immediately expressed his merit.
"Well done, you go back first, I'll be there in a while."
After dismissing Yang Zichu, Li Yan returned to Zha Xiaodao and Qian Wu with a complicated expression.
"I have something urgent to deal with immediately, sorry."
At this time, the cell phone in Li Yan's pocket rang suddenly, and he pressed it with a sullen face.
"Hello, Mr. Yang."
Xue Wenhai sat in his office with a steady expression on his face: "I am Xue Wenhai. I heard that you want to see me. Is it ten o'clock tonight? No problem, I will definitely go to the appointment."
"I changed my mind, I don't have time to see you now."
There was a flash of anger on Xue Wenhai's face, but he still maintained his demeanor: "Then let's change"
beep~beep~
Li Yan has already hung up the phone. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com