Chapter 89

"Is it reliable?" Zhou Heng had some doubts in his mind.

Now he is wandering in the city with a glass of water, and there is a plum blossom in the water.

This is the "winter plum tracking method" he learned from "tracking magic method". The main idea is that as long as he keeps thinking about the person he is looking for, the petals of plum blossom will guide him. Although this book is from Tianshi library, Zhou Heng is not sure that all the books in Tianshi library are reliable, but the method he uses now is full of unreliable atmosphere - the process of casting the Dharma is too simple, and because of the water sloshing, the plum flowers in the water are also swaying, constantly changing the direction, guiding Zhou Heng to wander around the city.

The pedestrians on the road all cast strange eyes at Zhou Heng.

Now is the most chaotic time in Linhai City, Zhou Heng's eccentric approach will really be more eye-catching. Sure enough, after a long time, several gangsters squatting on the side of the road stared at Zhou Heng. They winked at each other, then got up together and surrounded Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng had noticed these gangsters for a long time, but he didn't expect that these people would dare to surround themselves in broad daylight.

A gangster took the lead to open the mouth: "brother, what is your shape?"

Zhou Heng ignored the little gangster. He was staring at the plum blossom in his water cup. The petals of the plum blossom would guide him. But no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't understand where the plum blossom wanted to take him.

The little hoodlums looked at each other and thought that the boy who didn't speak was a fool.

"I think this man's skull is broken, isn't it?" At the same time, he touched the water cup on the top of Zhou Heng's head, "Hey, this flower is pretty pretty."

Just as his hand was about to touch the petals of the plum blossom, his knee suddenly fell down.

"Ah "My leg, my leg!" cried the punk in pain He held his knee in his hand and kept rolling on the ground.

"Five, five!" Other little gangsters called his nickname one after another, "what's the matter with you, old five?" They can't see Zhou Heng's foot clearly at all, which is faster than their vision can catch. Rubbing the air at this speed will produce enough heat to make the clothes burn, but Zhou Heng, who knows basic fire magic, can control the temperature. In other words, if he wants to, he can not only kick the little gangster's knee to pieces with one foot, but also use the high temperature generated by friction to coke the whole person.

Zhou Heng didn't do that, but he didn't want to give himself any trouble. After all, he was on the street with a lot of people. And after he was attracted by these little gangsters, many pedestrians were attracted.

"It's him! This son of a bitch must have done a good job There is a little gangster yelling at Zhou Heng.

"It's too noisy." Zhou Heng said coldly.

The next moment, the little gangster who yelled was bleeding from his nose and leaning back.

Just under everyone's eyelids, Zhou Heng gave him a punch with a speed that no one could notice. Zhou Heng carefully controlled his own strength, but the impact of this speed was only a slight touch, which was enough to make the other side's nose become crushed.

"And now?" Zhou Heng sneered at the rest of the gangsters, "are you still going to trouble me?"

I've offended people who can't be provoked! Punks are impulsive, but they're not stupid.

"Do you, do you know who our boss is?" The muddler's voice trembled. "We are the men of brother Yang!"

"You wait for me!" Another little gangster yelled at Zhou Heng, "I'm going to call someone now. If you have the ability, don't leave!" With that, the gangsters ran away without looking back. Two thugs wounded by Zhou Heng are still lying on the ground wailing, no one to take care of them.

Zhou Heng didn't have time to wait for the little gangster to call someone back. He looked up at the water cup held high above his head. In my heart, I wonder if this "tracking magic method" is reliable or not, and where will this plum lead me.

When Zhou Heng was at a loss in doubt, the plum petals in the cup suddenly trembled.

After a gust of wind, a petal on the branch of plum blossom suddenly fell down and flew out along the wind. Zhou Heng ran after the petal.

The petals kept rising and falling in the wind and flew across the sidewalk on the road. Zhou Heng didn't care so much. He grabbed a water cup in his hand and crossed the road quickly with a red light on his head.

In the flow of pedestrians and traffic, the petals gradually sank and finally fell to the ground.

Zhou Heng ran forward and wanted to study the petals on the ground carefully. At this time, a big foot in shoes just stepped on the petals. When the shoes were lifted up, the petals had disappeared.

"Sir!" Zhou Heng went to call the owner of the big feet. The petals stuck to each other's sole. "Wait a minute, sir!"

The tall figure didn't stop, but walked on.

"Wait a minute!" Zhou Heng quickly ran behind the man, ready to put his hand on the other side's shoulder.The man seemed to feel the movement of Zhou Heng behind him. Before Zhou Heng put his hand on his shoulder, he suddenly turned around.

Even Zhou Heng did not expect the person in front of him to turn around at this time. His water cup was hit by the other party's arm and flew out.

"Pop." The water cup fell to the ground and smashed, and the water in the cup also splashed the trousers of predecessors.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Heng has no choice but to open his hand. It's not all his fault.

Turning around was a tall man in a hood, who was obviously angry because Zhou Heng got his trousers wet.

"William," at this time, a foreigner in front reminded the angry looking man in foreign language, "don't make trouble, don't forget what we are here for!"

Zhou Heng didn't understand them, but he probably knew that the foreigner in front of him was talking for himself, so he gave him a smile. China is a country of etiquette. We should not lose etiquette.

But William did not listen to his advice, but to Zhou Heng clenched his fist.

"Well, I'm not afraid of you." Zhou Heng reminds each other with his eyes. Although there is courtesy, Zhou Heng is not afraid of anything.

They stare at each other.

"William," cried the foreign man ahead, "you can't make any more mistakes!"

Hearing these words, the ferocity in William's eyes was a little less.

"William!" The foreign man in front of me was a little angry.

William finally restrained his anger. He turned away from Zhou Heng and strode to the foreign man in front of him.

Zhou Heng suddenly remembered the petals on the sole of his feet, so he caught up with them again.

"Hey, wait!" Zhou Heng called to the front.