roccoschili Page 444
Page 444
"Your sincere idea is impossible to realize."
The producer's eyes were full of anger, he gritted his teeth, and stared at Zhang Qingxuan.
Zhang Qingxuan's ancient sword slowly penetrated into his neck, causing a little blood to flow out, making him more sober again.
He said: "'Let's talk about why you do these things."
After hearing these words, the producer was obviously taken aback.
Zhang Qingxuan noticed this, and said, "Why, it's like this now, is there anything else to hide?"
The producer's throat squirmed, and he hesitated (good promise, good) and didn't know what to say.
Zhang Qingxuan's eyes became sharp, which made the producer shudder, and he roared vigorously: "Why, it's all because I like playing games!"
"Why do people who like games become useless villains in the eyes of others!?"
The producer's emotions are on the verge of collapse.
Zhang Qingxuan put away the ancient sword, squatted down, and said, "Say what you have."
"With me, you are just yourself.".
875: Meeting a benefactor, even a small mistake will be magnified a hundred times! 【Please customize】
The producer became tearful and beat the ground in despair.
Zhang Qingxuan patted him on the shoulder.
The producer slowly explained: "When I was in my early twenties, I made a game that could have become a world-famous game..."
"But because of a small mistake, it finally led to a slippery slope."
"Because of this, I have become a waste, an incompetent existence in the eyes of everyone."
"No matter where I go, I will wear this label on my body."
While talking, the producer's emotions became crazy: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
"It wasn't until later that I met a person who changed my life. It was he who gave me Yuan Qi in my body and became a practitioner."
393 "In this way, I can make a greater game, a game that changes the rules of the world!"
Zhang Qingxuan took a deep breath and said, "You don't blame others for becoming like this."
"It's your fault that you pay too much attention to yourself and put too much pressure on yourself."
"In an intricate world, everyone has their own business, and no one will pay too much attention to your achievements."
"As long as you are satisfied, it doesn't matter what it is."
The producer's hand beating the ground froze in the air. After hearing these words, he examined his heart.
Because after obtaining Yuan Qi, he ignored too much beauty.
Zhang Qingxuan said: "The ball you used just now should have been given by the person who let you obtain Yuan Qi?"
The producer nodded slowly in response.
Zhang Qingxuan continued: "Then do you know that the way the ball is triggered is to consume your own Yang Qi?"
"Um!?"
The producer raised his head in horror and doubt, looked at Zhang Qingxuan in disbelief, and said, "Impossible!?"
"You bullshit!"
Zhang Qingxuan tapped the producer's forehead lightly with the sword finger of his left hand, causing his whole body to become sore, and he collapsed to the ground weakly.
He explained: "If I don't interrupt you and you continue to use the ball, your body will be the same as it is now."
"Within 3 minutes, you will die directly."
After speaking, Zhang Qingxuan put away his left hand.
The producer returned to normal and took a big breath of fresh air. He believed Zhang Qingxuan's words and said, "That man... that man's name is Wang Tianxi. When I saw him, he was a high school teacher..."
"I don't know if his identity is real..."
Zhang Qingxuan nodded and said, "Let's cancel that adventurer game first."
"it is good……"
The producer no longer had any resistance. After a simple operation with the mobile phone, the game was completely terminated, and the participating players stopped destroying the city.
Subsequently.
Zhang Qingxuan briefly told Han Qingde what happened here, and asked him to send someone over to clean up the scene as soon as possible, and investigate that Wang Tianxi.
Long time.
The producer was brought back to the Supernatural Bureau by Han Qingde's people.
According to his instructions, he went to the school where Wang Tianxi was, only to find out that the information used by this person was all false.
However, fortunately, the producer relied on a portrait artist to paint the person's face.
Han Qingde deployed control immediately and ordered a search across the city.
He compared it in the database again, and finally found out the real identity of the person.
Male, 28 years old, name, Zhu Bai.
The records of this man in the library are not comprehensive, and there is no other information.
876: The former shooting champion, investigating Zhu Bai, a homicide occurred in the city center! 【Please customize】
Looking at the portrait of Zhu Bai in his hand, Zhang Qingxuan felt that this person was quite handsome.
The more he looked at it, the more dignified his expression became, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
At this time, a member of the Supernatural Bureau passed by, stood beside Zhang Qingxuan, looked at the portrait in his hand, and said, "Mr. Zhang, isn't this the former shooting champion, Zhu Bai?"
"Shooting champion?"
Zhang Qingxuan froze for a moment, and really woke up the dreamer with a single word, and then he recalled it.
According to what this member said, Zhang Qingxuan completely remembered why Zhu Bai existed.
Zhu Bai was once rated as a genius, and at a young age, he won the national shooting award in one fell swoop, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly withdrew from the public's field of vision, and many people felt a pity for it.
"Director Han!"
Zhang Qingxuan found Han Qingde immediately, and asked him to investigate Zhu Bai's detailed information as soon as possible.
soon.
In Han Qingde's office, he handed over all the information about Zhu Bai to Zhang Qingxuan, saying: "Mr. Zhang, why did Zhu Bai retire? It's all because of a hand injury."
"We contacted his former coach and said that because of this hand injury, Zhu Bai didn't think about tea or food every day. He locked himself in the room all day and couldn't come out. His whole mental state was not right."
"Until later, Zhu Bai decided to go out to relax. It was a good time to go out, and no one contacted him again."
Zhang Qingxuan looked through Zhu Bai's files, and found that this person was a rather rare left-hander, and the information column recorded all his winning competitions.
He sighed and said, "Heaven is jealous of talents."
"No matter what, Zhu Bai is very likely to be the one who started the whole thing."
"Director Han, order as soon as possible to search the location of Zhu Bai in the whole city. Remember, don't startle the snake."
"Yes!"
Han Qingde responded and left the place.
……
for a long time.
Most of the members of the Ghost Bureau have already gone to the urban area and started to investigate Zhu Bai's existence.
And Zhang Qingxuan was at the home of Zhu Bai's former coach Wang at the moment, and he wanted to get some other information from it.
"Coach Wang, I want to know, what is the cause of Zhu Bai's hand injury?" Zhang Qingxuan, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looked at Coach Wang and asked.
0 · Flowers 0 · ·
Coach Wang sighed and said, "It's all because Zhu Bai cares too much about his grades and titles."
"The title of genius puts too much pressure on him, so he trains day and night every day, just wanting to achieve good results in all competitions."
"Until the end, his wrist was seriously injured, and it was impossible to change hands immediately, so Zhu Bai has been devastated until now..."
………………
"What a pity, what a pity."
Just when Zhang Qingxuan wanted to ask more questions, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.
He went outside the door and answered after connecting.
Han Qingde's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Zhang, it's not good. There was a shooting murder in the city center."
"I see that your location is the closest, so go and maintain the order at the scene first."
"OK, no problem."
After Zhang Qingxuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone, said goodbye to Coach Wang, and went to the city center.
……
city center.
The place is already in chaos. The two men were shot through the chest by bullets from nowhere, and fell into a pool of their own blood. They will soon die here.
877: Everything on the top of the building has been specially treated! 【Please customize】
The crowd in the city center made a mess of porridge, ran and scattered, all filled with panic.
Because it was too flustered, no one chose to call the police and an ambulance.
The faces of the two injured men were as pale as paper, and they were about to swallow their last breath soon.
Fortunately, Zhang Qingxuan arrived in time, and he ran away to the side of the two men, gathering Yuan Qi with both hands, and simply healed their wounds.
He also reported the situation of "March [-]" to Han Qingde, and asked him to send people over as soon as possible to maintain the order at the scene.
Han Qingde not only sent additional manpower, but also ordered the surveillance to completely block the city center, absolutely not allowing anyone to leave this place.
After the injuries of the two men were stabilized, Zhang Qingxuan looked at the bullet embedded in the ground and judged the flight trajectory.
He looked around the many high-rise buildings left and right, looking for the most suitable position for sniping.
suddenly!
Just hearing a bang gunshot, another member of the crowd was shot through the chest and collapsed to the ground.
Zhang Qingxuan rushed over immediately, healed the injured, and shouted loudly: "Quick, get out of here quickly."
The rioters have not left, as long as Han Qingde's people come here, then he can start a search.
bang, bang, bang...
Immediately afterwards, there were several more gunshots, none of which were missed, and all of them hit the chests of the crowd.
Zhang Qingxuan frowned, and with the sword finger of his left hand, he drew a talisman out of thin air.
The talisman hovered in mid-air, and its surface emitted a dazzling golden light, thus forming a huge barrier that surrounded many people, thus isolating the attack of the shooter.
moment.
People from Han Qingde came here to take over the wounded from Zhang Qingxuan's hands.
He hurriedly judged the direction of the source of the gunshots, and found that it was coming from the top of the building on the left.
Zhang Qingxuan set off immediately, a flash of thunder appeared from his feet, turned into a stream of light, and flashed out.