Zhang Yuanqing took off his coat with the burned sleeves and threw it into the basket of his bicycle. Then he returned to the Public Security Bureau and asked the civilian staff to apply for a new phone card for him.

The phone card corresponding to "Yuanshi Tianzun" can only be processed by the civilian staff of the unit.

The reason Zhang Yuanqing gave was that he accidentally dropped his phone into the sewer and was too lazy to look for it again, so he planned to apply for a new one.

He did not plan to tell Guan Ya and Li Dongze about this matter. If everyone knew about the conflict, then, just after the fight, something happened to the other party. According to normal handling logic, there had been conflicts recently.

All persons involved will be investigated routinely, no matter how big or small the suspicion is.

And these two people knew that he controlled a rule-based item.

For the same reason, Zhang Yuanqing's revenge will not be carried out immediately, but will be delayed.

After re-applying for a mobile phone card, he went to a nearby mobile phone store, purchased a domestic phone priced around 3,000, and used his ID card to apply for a new phone card.

In a cafe not far from the Public Security Department, Zhang Yuanqing was sipping iced coffee at the exposed table while thinking about how to take revenge on Xiahou Tianyuan.

It was not his original intention to mess with the Xiahou family, but he had no choice in this matter.

The attitude of Xiahou and his son is very obvious. If you cooperate well, they can give you benefits. If you don't cooperate, they will directly grab the phone.

Anyway, a little person doesn't have the right to choose.

It’s not surprising that a big family with abundant resources just swallows their anger and gives up after being rejected by a small employee? That’s a fantasy.

Unless this matter is insignificant to the big family.

This is what my mother often said, the strife of capital. I never thought that one day I would be able to experience what Zhang Yuanqing muttered.

"With Xiahou Tianyuan's blood in my hands, I can directly activate the red dancing shoes to chase him to death, but this approach is too rough. The traces of killing people in the red dancing shoes are very obvious, and not many people know that I control the red dancing shoes.

, but it’s not impossible.

"Furthermore, the other party is from a spiritual realm family, a family that is good at making props. He is not an ordinary official Walker. Wild Walkers can compete with him. There may be a way to resist him. He must restrain the red dancing shoes. When he knows himself and does not know the enemy, he cannot make a hasty move. Later,

Ask Xie Lingxi for information about the Xiahou family."

He took a sip of coffee and continued to think:

"By the way, aren't the Xiahou family looking for someone from the Killing Stop Palace? I can fish in troubled waters. I can use the Killing Stop Palace as a shield and sabotage the Xiahou family's actions, killing two birds with one stone.

"Wang Qian knows me, so it would not be a wise move to intervene in this matter with my true face. Maybe I can use the disguise ring."

A rough plan formed in his mind. He first sent a message to his cousin Chen Yuanjun:

"Brother, I want an anonymous phone card. Remember to give it to me after you get off work."

Chen Yuanjun did not reply, but Zhang Yuanqing knew that he would do it for him. Ever since he was a child, his cousin would not refuse as long as the request was not excessive.

My cousin felt very pity for his cousin who lost his father when he was young and lacked maternal love.

Then, Zhang Yuanqing dialed Xie Lingxi's mobile phone number.

.

Huayu Hotel, swimming pool on the 48th floor.

Sunlight shines in from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and there is a rectangular swimming pool. The blue water sways slightly, shaking off the sparkling waves.

Xie Lingxi lay on the rest chair, half-squinting her eyes, enjoying the comfort after swimming.

She was wearing a pink waterproof coat that only reached the top of her thighs. Her white and tender legs were held together, long and straight. After a few more years, they would grow into long, round legs.

The female assistant sat aside and concentrated on cutting the fruit.

The phone rang. As soon as Xie Lingxi opened her eyes, the female assistant had already wiped her hands and held the phone over.

Seeing that the caller ID was "Yuanshi Tianzun", Xie Lingxi suddenly became energetic. He quickly took the phone, pinched his throat, cleared his throat, and then answered the call. He said in a soft voice that made the female assistant's hair stand on end.

:

"Brother Yuanshi~"

"I heard that the masters of the Xiahou family had a conflict with the master of the Killing Palace?" Zhang Yuanqing pretended to be curious.

"Brother Yuanshi, you called me just to gossip about this?" Xie Lingxi said sadly with a look of grievance.

"Speak properly, don't be weird, what's going on with your voice?"

"That's what people's voices sound like~"

"Hey, my stereo seems to be singing again."

"Ahem!" Xie Lingxi coughed and replied with the girl's crisp, normal voice:

"Didn't I tell you yesterday morning that the Palace Master's sister had killed the legitimate son of the Xiahou family? Of course the Xiahou family would not swallow this breath. Brother Yuanshi wants to help the Xiahou family arrest members of the Killing Palace and force out the Palace Master's sister?"

"No, I'm just curious. Do you know how many people came to the Xiahou family this time?"

"The specific number of people is not clear. The leader of the team is Xiahou Chi, Xiahou Tianwen's grandfather. He was a level 6 bachelor many years ago. I don't know if he has been upgraded now. In addition to Xiahou Chi, there are two direct descendants of the Xiahou family, Xiahou Xin

And Xiahou Tianyuan, one is Xiahou Tianwen’s father and the other is his younger brother. Xiahou Tianwen is the guy who was injured by the palace master’s sister.”

That palace master can tie with a level 6 bachelor, at least at this level. Zhang Yuanqing asked again:

"Then do you know the Xiahou family?"

"I know!" Xie Lingxi lay on the recliner, stuck out her butt, and gently rubbed her two long legs.

What kind of posture is this? The female assistant frowned.

Fortunately, the swimming pool was reserved, otherwise the daughter of the Xie family would have apologized if her indecent posture was seen by outsiders and spread back to the family.

"The Xiahou family is a spiritual family with a long history. It has many people and complex factions. If you want to understand the organizational structure of the spiritual family, let's put aside the ordinary people and just take the spiritual practitioners as an example.

"First of all, the Xiahou family has an ancestor, who is said to be the first batch of spiritual realm practitioners. I don't know his level clearly. Below the ancestor is the clan elders association. The Xiahou family has three clan elders, all of whom are at the master level. These three people

He is the real family leader.

"Further down are the law enforcement teams and the spokespersons of each province. The law enforcement team's duty is to cooperate with the official encirclement and suppression, hunt down evil professions, and punish members of the family who violate laws and disciplines. The captain of the law enforcement team is none other than Xiahouchi.

"The ministers in each province are the practitioners responsible for managing the Xiahou family's properties across the country. The feudal officials are usually held by level 6 spiritual practitioners. Our Xie family has a similar structure. My father is the great-grandson of our ancestors.

, the position of head of the family.

"However, there are clan elders above him, and on his equal level there are talkers from various provinces. My dad is scheming with those uncles every day."

Little girl, don’t you know that family scandals should not be made public? You don’t need to tell me this. Zhang Yuanqing complained and asked again:

"What level is Xiahou Xin?"

"Probably level 4." Xie Lingxi said slyly: "The intrigues within the Xiahou family are fierce. Xiahou Tianwen was defeated by the palace owner's sister. I don't know how many people in the family are gloating about his misfortune."

"What is your Xie family's attitude towards this matter?"

"Although Xiahou Chi is a direct descendant of the Xiahou family, he cannot fully represent the Xiahou family. We, the Xie family, are not afraid of it. As for the Five Elements Alliance, officially the Xie family cannot afford to offend it. They just say they do not want to participate and will not interfere."

If you don't want to participate, you don't have to participate. Therefore, if you want others to respect you, you must be strong. Zhang Yuanqing chatted with her for a few more words and then hung up the phone.

..

At 7:30 in the evening, at the dining table.

Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of soup and looked at his rosy-faced aunt: "My aunt is gone? So soon?"

"I'm still a little uncomfortable," Jiang Yubai said casually.

Seeing that she had no interest in arguing, Zhang Yuanqing looked at Chen Yuanjun in disinterest:

"Brother, where is my mobile phone card?"

"It's in my briefcase. I'll give it to you after dinner." Chen Yuanjun took a sip of soup and wrinkled his deep Sichuan lines: "Grandma, I put too much ginger."

After the peaceful dinner, Zhang Yuanqing got the phone card. He couldn't wait to return to the room, opened the chat software on his phone, and sent a voice message to Wang Qian:

"I already know about the murder-stopping palace and the Xiahou family. The Xiahou family came to me today and hoped that I could help them fish you out. I refused. This is the limit of what I can do.

"I have an informant who is very good. If you need help, you can contact him. His mobile phone number is..."

After sending the message, Zhang Yuanqing waited for a long time but did not receive a reply from Wang Qian.

He was quite wary, he whispered in his heart.

The core of Zhang Yuanqing's plan is the disguise ring and Wang Qian's trust.

Under normal circumstances, Wang Qian would definitely not believe it easily, but if he was in a crisis and had no choice, he would say otherwise.

Of course, if Wang Qian refused to ask for help, Zhang Yuanqing would probably change his plan and act alone to kill Xiahou Tianyuan.

But in this way, there will be no shield from the Killing Palace.

..

Late at night, an apartment building faces the river.

The cold wind blew open the hanging curtains, drifted into the dark bedroom, and swirled around the bed.

The person sleeping on the bed suddenly woke up and opened the amber vertical door.

"Don't be nervous!"

In the center of the dark wind cyclone, a translucent figure condensed. Its facial features were unclear. It was obviously incorporeal, but it could make a sound.

The bright light of the street lamp shines into the room from the open window. In the dim light, the man on the bed has a stern look and a gloomy look on his face.
To be continued...