"No clue?"

Mr. Hua was a little surprised.

He was not surprised that the other party would secretly observe them, but the problem was that Mr. Hua did not believe that there were so many people under him than the other party. After the other party killed five people in a row, there was no clue at all.

not found.

Mr. Jing's face also became ugly, but he still shook his head with difficulty and said: "The people on my side didn't notice anything strange."

"Where's Chen Ze?"

Mr. Hua asked again.

"It seems to be the same on his side..."

Mr. Jing sighed and shook his head again, "Chen Ze's men are actually closer, and they seem to be quite powerful, but they are still helpless."

He said this not because he wanted to use Gu Qingfeng and others as a backstop so that Mr. Hua would not blame him for his incompetence in doing things.

But I just want to use this analogy to let Mr. Hua clearly understand the strength of the other party.

Who are the people under Chen Ze?

Be it Meng Yang or Gu Qingfeng, aren't these people originally from Hua Lao?

No one knows the combat power of these elite black armors better than Mr. Hua, and it is said that their strength has made greater progress during the time they followed Chen Ze.

As far as the battle between Meng Yang and Huang Yu was concerned, Mr. Caijing thought that the word "said" could be removed.

This information has been uploaded to Mr. Hua, so by pointing out this matter at this time, Mr. Hua can make a clear judgment.

"This is wrong!"

However, after hearing this, Mr. Hua immediately shook his head and firmly denied this statement.

"Well?"

Mr. Jing looked shocked and said without knowing why: "Teacher, what do you mean...is that boy Chen Ze..."

"No!"

But Hua Lao waved his hand and said: "I'm not talking about him, but the person who ignored your existence, forcibly killed five people and escaped."

"People from...?"

Mr. Jing's expression changed again. No one understood Hua Lao's way of speaking better than him. His words actually contained some guesses, but the most important thing was that the meaning of Hua Lao's words turned out to be...

"Teacher, do you think that the person who killed five people in an instant was just... one person?"

Mr. Jing was shocked from inside to outside.

If this sentence did not come from the mouth of Hua Lao, no matter who told him, he would not believe it and would think that the other person was a fool.

But is Mr. Hua a fool?

Mr. Jing would never think about this issue in his mind. So, Mr. Hua’s speculation on this...

You know, those five people didn't file out of the city lord's mansion gate.

Mr. Jing remembered clearly that among the five people, only one named Li Shi walked out of the gate openly, while the other four secretly left the city lord through various small doors or secret passages.

Mansion.

Moreover, each of these five people is traveling in a different direction, showing a scattered trend.

But Mr. Hua said that these five people died at the hands of the same person. Why wasn't Mr. Jing shocked?

But although he was shocked, Mr. Hua seemed to take it for granted, and instead lowered his head and pondered.

"It can not be?"

Mr. Jing was crazy and disbelieving in his heart, but since this was Hua Lao’s conclusion, even if he didn’t believe it, he would not dare to disturb Hua Lao’s thinking at this time.

Believe it or not, it doesn't seem to matter now. After experiencing the initial shock, Mr. Jing could only calm down and think along the direction proposed by Mr. Hua.

For a moment, Hua Lao's room was very quiet, and only the subtle breathing of the two people could be heard.

At the same time, Chen Ze's side.

"Brother!"

Meng Yang's rough voice sounded outside the door, and then he said loudly: "I'm in!"

He was holding a wide and flat box in his hand, and he could only push the door open with his back facing him, and then step back inside.

In the room, Chen Ze seemed not to have heard his arrival. He was still sitting at the table with one hand on the edge of the table, writing and drawing from time to time, and stopping to meditate from time to time.

Meng Yang didn't have as delicate a mind as Mr. Jing, so when he saw that Chen Ze was still turning a blind eye to him, he wasn't bothered. He just chuckled and slammed the things in his hands on the table.

boom!

There was a loud noise that shook Chen Ze, who was deep in thought, and almost jumped up.

Only then did he see Meng Yang laughing with his arms folded at his side. He couldn't help but glare at him and decided to teach this guy what politeness was when he had some free time.

"Brother, I brought you what you asked for. What are you thinking about, so fascinated?"

Meng Yang didn't realize it at all, but asked Chen Ze out of curiosity.

"We'll talk about it later."

Chen Ze did not explain, but instead focused on the things Meng Yang had brought.

This is a shrunken sand table model, but the models on it have all been scattered. I don’t know whether it was scattered by Meng Yang or it was originally like this.

Chen Ze glared at Meng Yang again, but saw the latter shrugging innocently and saying helplessly: "I didn't do this. It was just like this when I found it."

Chen Ze didn't say anything more, but picked up the teapot and poured half of the tea into the sand tray.

The fine sand that had long since dried became semi-wet after he showered it with water.

Chen Ze then put down the teapot and directly put his hands into the sand tray to mix up the fine sand.

Meng Yang put away his smile at the side. He naturally knew what Chen Ze wanted to do, so he immediately rolled up his sleeves and was ready to help.

"Don't move, just watch!"

Chen Ze quickly glared at him again, stopping Meng Yang from taking action.

He is well aware of this guy's destructive power, and Meng Yang doesn't even know what he wants to fight for, yet he dares to help him. Isn't he afraid that the more he helps, the more trouble he gets?

Meng Yang chuckled and backed away, but Chen Ze's movements were not slow. After mixing up the fine sand, he began to build the model in the sandbox bit by bit.

So, under Meng Yang's gaze, Chen Ze moved quickly and slowly, a magnificent mansion began to take shape under his hands.

This is clearly a...

Meng Yang watched the entire process of Chen Ze's construction, and at this moment he was filled with nothing but admiration.

"Brother, you are very skillful with your hands!"

He could clearly see that the mansion built by Chen Ze and now sitting on the sand table was clearly where they were... the Lord's Mansion of Bo'an City!

The sand table is usually used for military intelligence deductions, but at this moment, what almost occupies the entire sand table is just the city lord's palace.

Chen Ze glanced at him without showing any lust.

Sandbox simulation was originally a military game that he liked to play in his previous life. How could he be so proud of building a model?
Chapter completed!