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Chapter 116 The Shepherd

Tianshui Street is deserted and clear, with dead leaves everywhere, rustling when blown by the wind, which adds a little sense of bleakness to this desolate street.

On this street that has been blocked by the Bureau of Foreign Affairs, in front of the gate with the "Indus Garden" plaque hanging, there is a very strange confrontation - nine people dressed in light blue, with hoods in the middle A weirdo with a cloak embroidered with eyes stared at a smiling young man on the steps.

Shen Xiu looked at this guy who stretched out his hand, and his voice was colder than a certain cold lady, the corners of his lips curled up slightly:

"Let's not talk about things, I really want to know how you know I'm here?"

"Here" obviously does not refer to "in Tianshui Street". He made such a big commotion when he came in just now, but anyone who is not blind and deaf will definitely know where Shen Xiu is.

What Shen Xiu cared about was why the guys from the Foresight Society came straight to Wutong Garden after entering Tianshui Street.

You know, Tianshui Street is neither big nor small, and there are nearly a hundred buildings in all kinds of places. If it is converted into rooms, it is probably close to four figures.

If he can be sure that he is here in Wutong Garden, and he came directly, it is hard to guarantee that he did not use some means.

It's okay for him to be prepared now, if one day these guys use this method to sneak attack him, it will not be fun.

In order to avoid being passively beaten at that time, it would undoubtedly be excellent if we could figure out what this method is now.

However, the person who reached out did not mean to reveal the secret, and remained silent, maintaining a "asking" posture.

Shen Xiu sighed helplessly, knowing that her abacus would not work, she dismissed the idea.

Reaching into his pocket, he took out a black wooden box and shook it.

"The things are here, just take them if you want them."

Under the cold eyes of nine people, Shen Xiu threw the black wooden box into the distance with all his strength, and before the box hit the ground, and regardless of the reaction of the nine people, she turned around and quickly ran into Wutong Garden.

As soon as the black wooden box appeared, it attracted nine people, even if Shen Xiu escaped, no one stopped him.

When the wooden box that had crossed a parabola was about to fall to the ground, a light blue cloak suddenly flashed over and grabbed it in his hand.

As soon as the box was in hand, doubts flashed across the face of the man hidden under the shadow of the hood, and he looked back at the leader who had put his hand down.

When the two eyes collided, the person understood what the other person meant, turned his head, stared at the box for a few seconds, and opened it abruptly.

"fake."

Seeing that what was placed in the box was not the Eye of God, but a green garlic tortoise that he had never seen before. The man coldly threw the box on the ground and looked up at the gate of Wutong Garden.

At this time, the leader gently lifted his hood, revealing that young and pretty face with a pair of gray pupils.

The girl Gujing Wubo was not angry because she was tricked by Shen Xiu. Her gray-white pupils slowly turned, she looked up and down at the gate of Wutong Garden, which had not been cleaned for a long time, and said lightly:

"Bring things back."

The other eight people did not speak, but their actions had responded to the girl's words, and they quickly chased into Wutong Garden.

Ma Zhe is a middle-aged man who is over forty years old, but he is not married and has no children. He has very few friends.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he is undoubtedly withdrawn.

But even friends who have known him for more than 20 years do not know that Ma Zhe has a passionate heart under his withdrawn personality.

There is a mysterious but lofty existence in that heart—the God of Foresight.

As a fanatical believer in the God of Foresight, Ma Zhe has successfully broken through the "believers" and became a "shepherd" a few years ago.

The so-called "believers" and "shepherds" correspond to the first and second levels of "Alien".

In other words, Ma Zhe's current strength is not much worse than that of Xue Qian, the director of the Tiandu Foreign Affairs Bureau.

And this time, among the nine people who received the order to come to Tiandu to retrieve the God's Eye, his strength is not the top.

With that "adult" leading the team and seven other "shepherds" who are no less powerful than himself, Ma Zhe is not too worried about this trip to the capital.

Getting back the God's Eye is a sure thing, and the boy who dares to snatch the God's Eye will surely die, as long as he is not hiding in the "deep prison" of Tiandu City, even if the Tiandu City Bureau of Strange Affairs comes to stop it with all its strength , also to no avail.

But even under such a certain situation, that boy actually dared to stand in front of them carelessly, and even deceived them with fake goods. Ma Zhe scratched his head and never thought about it.

"Little guy who dares to blaspheme my lord, I hope you can keep that smile later."

Ma Zhe thought coldly, revealing a stiff but ferocious smile.

After the eight "shepherds" entered Wutong Garden, they dispersed to look for Shen Xiu's trace, while the girl with gray pupils was still standing at the gate of Wutong Garden, as if she was not worried about Shen Xiu escaping, watching quietly. There is no one else's door.

As the "fundamental source of wealth" created by Fang Hang's painstaking efforts, Wutongyuan is also a leading nursing home even in a world-class city like Tiandu.

Among other things, the area of ​​Wutong Garden alone is as large as two football fields.

The courtyard-style style makes this nursing home with a large area look upscale, with pavilions, terraces and buildings, rockery and flowing water, all of which are ingenious and meticulously crafted.

However, this usually pleasing advantage made Ma Zhe's heart, which was already humiliated and annoyed by Shen Xiu's teasing, even more irritated.

"Little guy, I want to see where you can hide."

Ma Zhe moved forward quickly, bypassing the rockery, passing through the gazebo, and always paying attention to the wind and grass around him with the five senses of the "shepherd".

The moment he had just crossed a stone arch bridge, the figure of Shen Xiu in front of him suddenly flashed past.

A cold light flashed in Ma Zhe's eyes. According to the instructions given by the "adult" before the action, after reminding the others by special means, he chased after him with all his strength.

Seeing that Shen Xiu got into a vermilion antique door in front of him, Ma Zhe didn't doubt that he was there, and immediately ran in after him.

Entering the door, Ma Zhe felt his eyes dim for an instant, and mistakenly thought that he had stepped into the opponent's trap. He immediately tensed up all over his body, and raised his arms to welcome the coming opponent.

But after three or two breaths, the expected "back hand" did not come, and his eyesight also recovered. Only then did he realize that it was not a "trap" just now, but a normal reaction from suddenly changing from a bright environment to a dark room .

Looking up, this should be an auditorium. All the curtains are drawn to block the light from outside the room.

However, Ma Zhe, who has the strength of a "shepherd", still has a clear panoramic view of everything in the auditorium.

After casually glancing at the tables, chairs and benches and confirming that there was nothing unusual, he turned his gaze to the center of the stage at the other end of the auditorium - there was a man bent over there sitting with his head buried.

There was a sneer on the corner of Ma Zhe's lips, and he looked at the figure pretending to be a ghost mockingly, and walked in slowly.

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The crisp footsteps echoing in the auditorium seemed to attract the attention of the person on the stage, and he slowly raised his head.

Seeing that the other party made a move, the sarcasm in Ma Zhe's eyes became more intense, and he said slowly:

"At this time, I still want to use these tricks. It seems that the rumors are indeed rumors?"

Suddenly, Ma Zhe stopped, his voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

(End of this chapter)