v2 Chapter 612： Sweater lock throat

SMS for help, this is the only way Zhuowei can think of at this moment.

Since the other party is interested in tracking down revenge, this proves that the strength of the people is not weak, and there has never been any room for discussion with this group of extremely vicious people.

In fact, Zhuo Yi has been aware of this since he was seated in the General Office of the Hundred Schools. Both General Yi and Secretary Dakang have sought him out before, and wanted to send experts to protect him next to him, but they were declined by Zhuo Wei. Already. These are the two pawns from the upper level. What investigation will be carried out by Bao Bujie, in case he finds his master Wang Ling, all GG.

Zhuo Yi knew that his master was a low-key person, so he refused to ask for master protection from the beginning. In this regard, the attitudes of General Yi and Secretary Dakang were very tough. In the end, there was no other way but to ask the king for help. And Wang Ling could still handle it, naturally he found his father ... As a result, the father only left a word, and the moment above was silent.

As for Zhuowei's security issues, Zhuowei didn't think he had to worry about it at all ... In this case, he can send a text message for help outside the field!

And for help text messages like this, Zhuoyi has actually stored several of them in the phone.

Even Zhuoyi also considered the possibility that the tracker might carry a signal blocker with him, hindering help. Zhuoyi even equipped with a small signal transmitter, which is an independent signal base station additionally arranged in the family apartment. Through this small signal transmitter, the signal base station can be remotely controlled to transmit the distress signal.

But now that the text messages can be sent normally, there is no need to use this kind of record.

The driver master heard the car in an empty place. This is a suburban park that is still under development, and there are few people nearby.

Zhuo Yi and Zhong Lang got off the bus. Just when they got off the bus, they felt a strong murderous spirit from the van ...

The people inside are really bad!

The van door opened and appeared in front of Zhuo Yi and Zhong Lang. It was a somber faced practitioner, but he was dressed differently from a normal practitioner, a bit like the archipelago on Sun Island.

Judging from the strangeness, this person should be a cultivator who has returned from the Sun Island to learn Ninjutsu. Now, the practice of Ninjutsu and Ninjutsu is a trend, and there are more and more Ninjutsu. Its energy construction method has been converted into spiritual power.

As for the dual-cultivation practitioners who will appear in the hunting demon, Zhuo Yi did not feel a bit strange, because they themselves have a lot of evidence of collusion between the hunting demon and foreign secret forces.

Before, they have been tracking the remaining high-level hunting clubs, and now seeing the man appearing in front of her, Zhuowei instantly seemed to understand. In the demon hunting society, there should be a considerable part of the senior management, who were sent to study abroad. So there has been no news in China.

And this batch of high-level is the true core of the entire hunting demon club.

As for high-level officials in China, including Elder Zuo Wu, the chairman Bai was afraid that he had never really used it as a backbone force from the beginning.

"Are you finally getting off the bus ..."

The gloomy youth stared at them: "From the order of Elder Ji Xing, the demon hunter, please come with us."

"Are you a person who has studied abroad? Isn't the Hunting Club more than just you? Did Elder Ji Xing also come back from abroad?" Zhuo Wei asked.

"Are you saying this? It's okay to tell you, anyway, you will be dead tomorrow ..."

The gloomy young man smiled: "This time, we were called from Elder Ji Xing to gather here from abroad. Originally it was your death, but because of some small troubles in the organization, our official action will be tomorrow get on."

Formal action?

Zhuo Yi frowned.

Judging from the tone of this young man, the other party has not yet intended to kill himself, but he will be arrested and killed tomorrow. Based on the crazy actions of those foreign forces in recent years, Zhuoyi seems to have understood the purpose of the other party ... This demon hunting club, afraid of seizing himself and Zhong Lang, will choose to find a suitable place for public execution tomorrow.

And this place, Zhuo Yi also has his own inference.

Either at the 100 School General Administration, or at the Sixty Middle School ...

It is really a group of scary thugs!

Zhuowei's heart still has some fluctuations. This is just a demon hunting club. As a small organization under the influence of Yekui, a foreign dark faction, it has such a large amount of energy that it has so many Shuangxiu fighters. So how long is the real night queen terrifying?

Now the gloomy young man who stands in front of them has already become a transcendence ~ www.novelhall.com ~ far more pressure than himself to face Dilei Zhenjun! There are about five thunder Thunder Kings?

Zhuo Yi thought so, but one thing is certain that this person's cultivation is not as good as Sanxian.

The master of Xianfu House Cheng Yu is the peak of Sanxian in the late period, also known as half-step true fairy. Compared with the master of Xianfu House, the strength of this young man is far worse. In addition, the owner of Renxianfu Mansion also has an inherent spiritual realm. In the state of the inherent spiritual realm, its combat power is comparable to that of a true fairy.

"What is the General Administration Zhuo thinking? Do you think how to collect the corpse for yourself tomorrow?"

The strength of him and Zhong Lang is only Jin Danqi, which is not enough in the eyes of this demon hunting soldier.

Zhuoyi stared at the youth and kindly reminded: "If you leave now, maybe you can still live ... if you leave later, you won't be able to leave."

Demon Hunter: "???"

Zhuo Yi: "Even if you are as weak as a chicken, even if I am arrested and entered the First Prison in Songhai City, you will not be able to be locked in a special cell with the big men inside. "

The gloomy Demon Hunting Warrior looked coldly at Zhuozhu, and gritted his teeth: "Are you looking for death?"

His breath was suddenly released, accompanied by anger, almost turning into an invisible roar.

The immense pressure of the glands came down, and Zhuo Yi and Zhong Lang both felt their bodies sink, and half of their feet had sunk into the ground.

"So nervous ..." Zhong Lang frowned. "Zhuoge, is this Qiu Yi really useful? How can I feel that the pressure from the other side is so great that I can't breathe!"

"Okay."

Zhuoyi raised her eyebrows, and reached up to look at Zhong Lang's collar.

Zhuo Wei: "You're dressed up ..."

Zhong Lang: "..."