Chapter 71

The two finally sat on the side of the road and had a meal of ramen together.

Although there are chefs who are good at all kinds of dishes in Tong's house, Miss Tong has never eaten ramen. All kinds of ingredients surprised Miss Tong. Like a child, she excitedly asked Zhou Heng, "can't putting so many things really make the soup taste strange?"

Zhou Heng shook his head and didn't answer. No matter what soup he drank, it tasted strange.

After Miss Tong drank a mouthful of ramen soup, her eyes immediately cooled again: "it's very delicious!"

Looking at her excited look, Zhou Heng seemed to feel a little delicious atmosphere.

What's the flavor of ramen? Zhou Heng doesn't remember any more. Maybe he will taste it again forever.

After they came out of the Ramen restaurant, Zhou Heng stopped a car and sent them to the drunken square.

At the same time.

Ding long received a call from his subordinates.

The police sealed off a bar in the city on suspicion of cheating customers with water mixed liquor. The question is, how many bars sell liquor without water? The police are just looking for a reason to check his shop.

The police regard him as the biggest suspect in the recent frequent female disappearances. This gives him a headache. During this period of time, Ding long is busy cleaning up the people with different intentions around him. He has no mind to take care of the outside affairs. What's more, his business in Linhai is stable now. There are only a lot of young ladies under him. Even if there is no young lady, he will not do such stupid things as kidnapping. The risk is not directly proportional to the return. But even if he told the police, they would not believe it. After all, if he was a policeman, he would be the first to doubt himself.

Who made him the biggest leader of the underground world near the sea?

But Ding long also has his own countermeasures, known as the "Dragon King of Linhai", he will not be caught at this time.

Another call came.

"Hello." Ding long got through.

"Dragon King," there was a slightly hoarse voice on the other end of the phone, "what you want to check has been found for you."

"It's worthy of being called" jieyinren ". Is there anything you can't find in the world?" A smile appeared on Ding Long's face.

"There's no need to compliment each other," the hoarse voice asked. "Is the money ready?"

"When you call, the money has been transferred to your account." Ding long replied.

"Good."

"What's the news I want?" Asked Ding long.

"It's an organization from England that sells medicine in your field, and they're responsible for those disappearances." At this point, the hoarse voice stopped.

"That's all?" Ding long was a little surprised, but he spent a lot of money. The news had already been found by his news network, "show some sincerity and attract people."

"Hum." There was a sneer on the other end of the phone. "What I'm going to say next, you have to be prepared."

"Come on, don't play it off." Ding long tried to suppress his emotions, not to let the impatient tone show.

"The bereaved dogs you drove out, Xiang Yunhai is working for them."

Ding long took a deep breath. Although it's not hard to guess that the opposite party was active after disappearing to the sea of clouds, his heart still jumped heavily. After all, Xiang Yunhai has been a brother to himself for 20 years. If someone can bite him back, he must be Xiang Yunhai.

"That organization has a history of 600 years in Europe." The hoarse voice continued, "I advise you not to provoke them, because they are not human."

"It's not human. What can it be?" Ding long was not stimulated by the other party's words. He acted cautiously and would never put himself in a dangerous situation.

"It's a bunch of witches."

Wizard? Ding long was stunned. He knew one, and now a group of witches appeared. What's wrong with the world?

The other side seems to have expected Ding Long's reaction, and then leads people to silence. He is waiting for Ding long to come back.

After a while, Ding long threw out the last question: "what's the name of that organization?" Even if you can't provoke, you should at least know who your opponent is.

The caller at the other end of the line said only two words - "black tower."

"Boss!" Zhou Heng holding white cat, with Miss Tong into the intoxication square.

Miss Tong, who grew up in Tong's mansion, is the first time to come to such a messy place. Metal dust and flying carbon ash are mixed together, and become a pungent smell. The furnishings in the shop are extremely messy, and many metal pieces are still on the ground. You can't tell which goods are for sale and which tools are used by the boss.

She carefully avoided the metal blocks on the ground and followed Zhou Heng to the boss.

Like last time, the boss is sleeping with his head up, saliva flowing down the corner of his mouth, has become a crystal line.

Zhou Heng began to doubt whether he had only one customer of his own.

"Boss," he said, pushing his shoulder, "I'm here to pick up the goods!"The boss opened his eyes from his sleep. He smacked his mouth, as if he was still savoring his dream.

"I'll pick up the copper stick I ordered last time." Zhou Heng had to repeat it again.

The boss immediately jumped up from the position: "I drop a good, you can finally come!"

Zhou Heng was startled by his reaction: "boss, there's nothing wrong with the stick I ordered."

"Cost!" The boss roared.

"Ah?" Zhou Heng didn't understand the meaning of the boss's words, "what did you spend?" Does the boss want to increase the money temporarily?

"Oh, it's pockett!" The boss waved his hand, "you don't understand English."

Zhou Heng slightly aftertaste, suddenly found that the boss said is "perfect", English "perfect".

"It means my copper stick is ready?" Zhou Heng asked excitedly.

The boss nodded, then pointed to Zhou Heng: "you wait, I'll get it for you right now!" Then he went to the back of the shop.

Not long after the boss left, he came back with a copper stick in his arms.

"It's a little heavy. Try it!" Then he handed the copper stick to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng threw the white cat to the ground, grabbed the copper stick with his empty hand, weighed it, and his eyes lit up immediately: "that's right, that's it!" He didn't expect the copper stick made by his boss to have a good effect. After all, it's a magic weapon from Kunlun. It can't be simply copied. But when he took the stick into his hand, he immediately felt - that's what he wanted.

Tianshi system has entered all the data about Fuxi Bagua stick into his brain. He can be sure that no one in the world knows Fuxi Bagua stick better than him.

"I'll give you the rest in a minute." Zhou Heng said with satisfaction.

"I have another thing that I want you to see," he said. Zhou Heng took out a silver coin from his pocket. "Can you type the same one?"