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Chapter 19 Zhou Cheng's Attack
The water cup and biscuits on the coffee table were naturally left by Shen Xiu.

He thought that no one would enter the house in a short time, and even if they did, they would not be able to get out alive.

It was not cleaned in time.

When I came here today, I didn't think of this crop.

Now that Zhou Cheng discovered it, he couldn't help but feel upset secretly.

Shen Xiu took a careful look at Zhou Cheng, who was bowing his head in thought, and wanted to explain.

But after thinking about it, if he explained it, it would really make Zhou Cheng suspicious, so he swallowed the words back.

Fortunately, Zhou Cheng didn't dwell on this for long. He circled the coffee table and sofa carefully twice before turning his head and looking away.

Shen Xiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and followed silently, but she kept thinking about whether there was anything she forgot to clean up.

The next second, he remembered that the bed he had slept on did not seem to be made, and he slapped himself on the forehead in great annoyance.

Snapped.
The sound of a slap without much force was so obvious in this silent room.

Zhou Cheng was like a wild cat whose hair exploded, his whole body tensed up immediately, and he turned his head abruptly.

When he saw Shen Xiu's movements, his face immediately became frosty.

Shen Xiu San San explained:
"mosquito"

Zhou Cheng suddenly had evil intentions in his eyes and clenched his fists.

Shen Xiu took a careful look at the pink fist wrapped under the black glove, and took a step back, for fear that Zhou Cheng would punch him suddenly.

His worries are a little unnecessary.

Zhou Cheng didn't intend to do anything, and gave him a few cold glances. Although his face was still stern, he slowly let go of his fists.

Noticing this detail, Shen Xiu secretly heaved a sigh of relief and apologized:

"Sorry, me?!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly protruded, and he looked behind Zhou Cheng in astonishment.

Zhou Cheng's heart tightened, realizing that something was wrong, he jumped forward, turned somersault on the ground, stood up quickly, and stabilized his center of gravity.

Following Shen Xiu's line of sight, a group of black silk wadding that looked like a living thing was squirming at the angle between the wall and the ceiling, with a faint tendency to grow more and more.

"hair."

Zhou Cheng spat out two words coldly, quickly took out a bone dagger from the box, and pulled Shen Xiu who was "stuck" behind him, with the dagger across his chest, looking at the thing vigilantly.

You don't need to think about it, that thing is by no means a friendly thing.

The Bureau of Foreign Affairs detected a few hairs in the three corpses thrown out of the house by Shen Xiu before.

Now it seems that it should belong to this thing.

Zhou Cheng nervously confronted the ball of hair, but Shen Xiu's attention was not on that thing at all.

He still doesn't understand that to others, that thing is a deadly weapon, but to him, it is just like ordinary hair.

What he cared about was Zhou Cheng's "pull" just now.

Looking at Zhou Cheng's graceful back, Shen Xiu muttered to herself:
"This woman is a bit cold, but I didn't expect her heart to be good."

Just as Shen Xiu was thinking wildly, Jiajia's black hair suddenly swelled. It was originally just a ball the size of an ordinary basketball, and it covered half of the wall in an instant.

Strands of black hair with a strange aura shot towards Zhou Cheng like sharp arrows.

Zhou Cheng waved his dagger and chopped off a strand of black hair. At the same time, he dodged a few more strands on one side of his body, narrowly blocking the first wave of attacks.

Before she could catch her breath, the second wave of attacks arrived again.

Even though Zhou Cheng is very skilled, dancing the dagger out of the afterimage, he is no match for the black-haired man, so he can only fight and retreat.

When she took a few steps back and was on the same level as Shen Xiu, she found that Shen Xiu hadn't made any movements yet, so she couldn't help saying angrily:
"waste."

Shen Xiu glanced at her, without saying a word, took out a lighter and a small ball of toilet paper from her pocket.

Click.

The lighter was on and a small flame appeared.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Xiu lit the toilet paper and threw it towards her hair.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Cheng sneered.

Can ordinary flames deal with this kind of thing?
If it was that simple, this place would be classified as a level [-] restricted area. How difficult would it be to deal with those things at night?

Just when Zhou Cheng thought that Shen Xiu was about to run away in fright because the flame didn't work, the lit toilet paper landed on the black hair.

next second.

The flames surged and quickly spread along the black hair.

The jet of black hair was like a seven-inch snake being poked, it stopped attacking and swung wildly.

The flames seemed to bring endless pain to it and quickly retracted.

After a few seconds, the room returned to its original state except for the burning smell and the dull look on Zhou Cheng's face.

Even the walls blackened by the flames recovered in just a few seconds.

Zhou Cheng looked at the corner with black hair in disbelief. It took him a long time to look away and come back to his senses.

"let me see."

Zhou Cheng hesitated for a moment, then reached out his hand to Shen Xiu.

Shen Xiu was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to show her, and only realized when she found her gaze was on the lighter in his hand.

"Oh, this one, look at it."

After taking the lighter, Zhou Cheng studied it carefully and found nothing special.

This is the most common disposable lighter, and I can't help feeling very puzzled.

Could it be that the nemesis of that thing is fire?

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why it can be driven away with ordinary flames.

Zhou Cheng returned the lighter to Shen Xiu, a look of hesitation flashed across his brows, but he didn't say anything in the end.

However, Shen Xiu felt that the coldness and disgust on her body were not as strong as before.

"It seems that this trick is still effective."

Shen Xiu thought to herself and put the lighter she bought for one dollar into her pocket.

Can ordinary flames hurt Jiajia?

Of course not, otherwise Jiajia would be too shameless.

The reason why the scene just now happened was that Shen Xiu and Jia Jia performed a play for Zhou Cheng.

Regardless of whether Zhou Cheng will recall anything in the future, from the present point of view, the play was very successful.

After this incident, Zhou Cheng became more vigilant, he had to wait and see the corners from time to time, and the inspection speed was naturally slower.

About an hour later, the two inspected the living room and several other rooms on the first floor, but found nothing.

Go back to the entrance and go up to the second floor.

Compared with the first floor, the area on the second floor is much smaller, with only three bedrooms and a study.

Going up the stairs, the two began to check one by one, and soon came to Jiajia's room.

Opening the door, the unmade bed fell into Zhou Cheng's eyes.

The sheets were messy, the pillows were half hanging out of the bed, and the bedding was piled up.

You can tell at a glance that someone has slept here.

She glanced silently, without saying anything, walked in, and began to check the cabinets inside.

Shen Xiu glanced at the bed, and immediately walked in, pretending to help check.

What else could be in this room?
Apart from the computer he hid under the bed, there was nothing important.

He checked the desk absently, keeping an eye on Zhou Cheng.

When he saw Zhou Cheng checking the cabinet and preparing to check the bed, his expression changed slightly.

Immediately walked over and asked:
"Have you found anything?"

Zhou Cheng glanced at him sideways, without saying a word, and lifted the quilt up.

Seeing this, Shen Xiu became more anxious, but her expression remained unchanged.

Seeing that Zhou Cheng was about to kneel down to look under the bed after checking the bed, Shen Xiu had already made plans to call Jiajia to stop her.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a sound of broken porcelain from downstairs.

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(End of this chapter)