Chen Changyan knew that Xiao Mo's ability was something that needed to be taken one step at a time.

She was far away and could not find a certain coordinate point.

Last time, she ran out of her home alone and was preparing to find a vampire to avenge her senior.

She could locate the community where the vampire was located - Chutian Oriental Garden, or to a specific floor. However, she was wandering between 1901 and 1906 for a long time, because she didn't bring paper and pen, and couldn't find which room the person was in.

So, this time, the same is true.

Unless she is on the scene now and is very close to the target, she will take out paper and pen and conduct a second search of the spirit, and then tell Chen Changyan which bookshelf Zhang Baolong is on.

But, no need.

For Chen Changyan and Xie Kuyan, it is enough to go between the A3-A15 bookshelf on the fourth floor.

Ga.

Xie Kuyan stopped under the plaque with the words "Book City Community".

There was a thunderclap on the ground.

The wind was howling and the pouring rain poured down. It was clearly the sky at around 12 noon, but it looked like it was already five or six in the afternoon.

Outside the car window, you can see torn pages all over the ground, muddy on the ground, and the whole street looked like something had robbed.

Chen Changyan sighed.

They were happy to tear books, and when the cleaners turned around and started cleaning, they probably would jump up and scold these classmates for their 18 generations of ancestors.

There are basically no people on the street, but you can still see that the students who were arranged to participate in flash events in the afternoon are still rushing over to the storm...

Chen Changyan hung up the phone and said to Xie Kuyan, who was shutting down the car, "The location of the person has been found."

"So, who did you call just now?" Xie Kuyan asked while jumping out of the car.

"Don't ask, you are your own people." Chen Changyan smiled and replied, "You will die if you are too curious!"

"..." Xie Kuyan thought for a moment.

He felt that he didn't seem so afraid of being silenced by Yazi?

"Also, there was a black car just now, following us from afar, with four people in the car, two men and two women. One of the men was young and the other was very old, and the two women were young women, both of them were alive." Chen Changyan said again.

"How do you know this?" Xie Kuyan asked.

Since he showed up with Chen Changyan, he often feels like he has a feeling.

Behind Teacher Chen, there is a huge team.

Streets, online and offline...

There are no blind spots at 360 degrees, and they all have his trumpets.

"I'll die if I'm too curious!" Chen Changyan replied again, and then suggested, "Do I'll get rid of the people behind first?"

Xie Kuyan will know who is following them after a little bit of it.

In the black car, young men should be the driver, as for the elderly who always have two young women around them...

Xie Kuyan said, "Don't worry about them for now."

"Why?" Chen Changyan asked.

"I'll die if I'm too curious!" Xie Kuyan smiled and treated the other person with his answer.

Chen Changyan's mouth twitched.

Xie Kuyan straightened the point: "So, where is Zhang Baolong?"

"The reference book area on the fourth floor of the old bookstore, between the A3 bookshelf and the A15 bookshelf." Chen Changyan repeated Xiao Mo's message.

After getting off the bus, the two of them had already passed through the community. At this time, they were rushing all the way to the building of the old bookstore.

Xie Kuyan immediately waved his hand.

About fifty or sixty meters away, hanging outside the gate of the old book building, the large iron lock, which was thirty centimeters long, broke into two halves from the middle!

Chen Changyan, who was less than two meters away from Xie Kuyan, had a slightly stiff face.

This was the first time he saw Xie Kuyan take action.

Not a big deal.

But the problem is that he did not feel any fluctuations in Xie Kuyan’s body…

It was like a purest force, without a source, gathered from above the lock out of thin air, and then, with a bang, interrupted the big lock - there was no connection between this force and Xie Kuyan.

No matter from which angle Xie Kuyan looks, he is still an ordinary physical education teacher.

"..." Chen Changyan said, "There is no need for such a big disturbance next time."

Without breath, not being noticed, rounding is equivalent to a ghost's body... Then their entire tactic should actually be adjusted to infiltrate, right?

Of course, this time it must be too late.

"Okay. It will definitely be next time." Xie Kuyan readily agreed to him.

The once extremely prosperous old book city is considered to be the only remaining old buildings in the city center. The layout of these buildings is the same. If you find a blue wall with a white bottom, there is a staircase next to it.

"Here." Xie Kuyan saw it at a glance.

However, Chen Changyan did not pass.

He parted ways with the physical education teacher on the first floor: "You go. We will divide the troops into three groups."

"?" Xie Kuyan looked back.

Then he saw that the elevator in the old bookstore that had been abandoned for so many years had been repaired and the elevator indicator light was on.

The quality of the things used to be really good...

When the elevator was lit, a red-level expert went up to the fourth floor. Does Zhang Baolong have no long legs? Can he run?

Therefore, Chen Changyan must be blocking the backbone.

"...I understand the truth. But why are the troops divided into three groups?" The physical education teacher, with this question, went up the stairs.

Teacher Chen has a wolf team.

But, for some reason, he can't see it?

...

Chen Changyan chose the elevator.

Lazy, not the point.

The point is that the elevators in this world are so convenient. Since the elevator is open, it is not in vain or not to sit - it is the same principle as turning on the lights when it gets dark.

From this perspective, a certain sect really likes this world and does not want to be demoted back to the cave.

After Chen Changyan pressed the elevator, he stood quietly on the right side of the door.

Just in time, when the elevator lights up...

A figure that had been soaked into a chicken fell into a drop of soup quickly crashed into the elevator door that had just been opened!

However, a second later, the chicken that had helped Chen Changyan work all morning came out quickly again...

The chicken has a name and a surname.

The scientific name is Zhao Hu, also known as Puppet.

At this time, in Chen Changyan's eyes, he was like a small hill, flying in the sky, and then smashing heavily on the ground, smashing a big hole on the disrepaired gray-yellow ceramic tiles.

Immediately afterwards, a mountain that was taller and stronger than Zhao Hu... came out of the elevator...

He was over two meters tall and had a body of horizontal flesh, and his weight was visually measured to be more than 300 kilograms. At first glance, Chen Changyan felt that if he didn't grow three heads and six arms in such a figure, it would be a waste of this style.

Under Chen Changyan's control, Zhao Hu quickly turned over and stood up.

Facing the mountain chasing out of the elevator, Zhao Hu quickly folded his arms in front of his chest.

Bang!

Another pure power collision.

The punch that Hengru Dashan caught up with formed a wave of fist that seemed to be substantial. Before the person could approach, the fist wind had already hit hard between his overlapping arms.

Zhao Hu, who was like a flesh shield, was not bombed out this time.

He stepped on the big pit he had just smashed out of, gritted his teeth and took the force of the punch. He didn't move a single step, only the gray-yellow tiles behind him cracked three or four pieces in a row...

In the second impact, Zhao Hu was like a steel pipe... No, his arms made of steel pipes made of a buzzing sound like an echo of the waterway.

"?" The man from the opposite side was really stunned by this strange sound effect!

People who practice martial arts care about one touch.

The touch is right, everything is easy to say.

If the touch is wrong, it means that no matter how you hit it, it will be wrong.

The sound of the shaking of the fist wind, the dull sound of the body's impact and the passion of blood splashing are their adrenaline!

But Zhao Hu's...the strange force feedback feel was destroyed by just two strokes.

So, at this moment...
Chapter completed!