At the front line, Cao Tai's men had fallen. However, there is no sense of the tragedy of war and sacrifice. Hundreds of people fell to the ground, and there is no trace of fighting in other places except their own bodies. Watching the charge from a distance is like seeing a clumsy and funny performance. These people fell in front of the gate of the factory, as if they had negotiated. No one could step into the gate of the factory. An invisible line separated these people from the world in the factory.

"Is that what the intelligence says about seclusion?" Taoist Qu stood on the high building, observing the movement of the workshop.

A short Taoist came to Taoist Qu and said, "this is the Western magic."

"What's the monk's opinion?" Asked Taoist Qu.

"I can try." The monk hesitated for a moment and said. This short monk is from Xiangxi mountain. Taoist Qu doesn't know what he has.

The short man took a small porcelain bottle out of his arms and took off its cover.

He put the porcelain bottle between his nose, fanned it with his hand, smelled the taste in the bottle, and then murmured, "it doesn't seem to have gone bad yet."

The monk was recommended by Taoist priest Murong. He was also a strange guy who was no less crazy than Taoist Murong.

"Let me do it." The monk held the porcelain bottle in his hand and put out his tongue to lick his dry lips.

Below, in front of the factory building, some foreign men came out of the factory building. They were holding all kinds of weapons, including soft whips, hammers and exaggerated scythes.

These people are heita's servants. The biggest difference between them is that they are equipped with familiar weapons, and the wizard does not need these weapons to fight. On the contrary, the existence of physical weapons will only interfere with the wizard's control of his own magic energy. The wizard wearing robe and holding staff in film and television works is just a misunderstanding of the public.

These servants came out to clean up the battlefield. After all, this is the temporary stronghold of the black tower. Although the wizard king and his disciples have already gone out, it is impossible for these people to lie at the door of the factory. They must be kept clean to a certain extent. But this time there are too many people. If they want to be locked up, there is not enough space in the factory, and it is impossible to expel them all. So for heita, even if he has resisted this attack, the next work is also a headache.

The servants came to the crowd and used their weapons to attack the invaders who still had the consciousness to resist. For a moment, the sound of wailing kept ringing in the crowd.

At this time, a short man in a gray Taoist robe came out of the shadow.

Zhou Heng suddenly received a call for help.

"Zhou, brother Zhou!" The man on the other end of the phone was very anxious, "help

"Who are you?" Each other's voice makes Zhou Heng feel very strange, not like someone he knows well. Zhou Heng's interpersonal network in Linhai is very simple. Almost all the people who are slightly familiar with him are in the phone book of his mobile phone.

"I'm Xiao Chen!" The person on the other end of the line said, "do you remember? Brother Zhou

Xiao Chen? Zhou Heng still didn't remember who it was, so he had to answer, "no impression."

"I'm Mr. Cao's younger brother. I've been to Mr. Zhou's home, Xiao Chen, who has gone through the enrollment procedures for you," the person on the other end of the phone tried to arouse Zhou Heng's memory.

"Oh Zhou Heng finally remembered. He once asked Cao Fang to arrange for himself to go to Linhai University. At that time, Cao Fang sent a fat man surnamed Chen to accompany him to go through the formalities.

"It's you." Zhou Heng said.

Zhou Heng finally remembered, which made Chen pangzi on the other end of the phone very moved. He continued to ask Zhou Heng for help: "brother Zhou, please save my life!"

"What's the matter, you say it." Zhou Heng said. Although he was inspired by Cao Fang, Chen has helped himself. Although he may not agree to help him, he should at least listen to what he wants to say.

"Didn't Mr. Cao go to Peiping? Before she left, she gave me the project of Qingyu lake, "Chen told Zhou Heng on the phone." I thought it was a big project. "

Has Cao Fang gone to Peiping? Zhou Heng didn't know about it, because Cao Fang didn't contact him before he left.

"But I didn't expect that," Chen complained to Zhou Heng, "this jade lake project really killed me!"

"What's the matter?" Zhou Heng asked. Did Chen meet the strange beast hidden in the jade lake?

"This project has been assigned to a construction team, and there is no problem here," Chen pangzi told Zhou Heng. "The problem is that the construction team has signed an agreement with Cao Fang. Without Cao Fang's nod, the construction team can't start at all. That --"

"stop, stop!" Zhou Heng doesn't want to hear Chen pangzi complain about these business affairs, "go straight to the point."

"I went to Qingyu Lake today and saw a group of people." Chen pangzi's tone is mysterious.

"So?" Zhou Heng was a little impatient.

"That's a bunch of big Europeans." Chen said.what? Zhou Heng's eyes widened. Did the people in heita go to Qingyu lake?

"They occupied the sacrificial platform by the lake," said the fat man. "I sent people to demobilize them, but those who went there never came back."

You send mortals to deal with these witches, not to send sheep into the mouth of the tiger. But Zhou Heng did not say what he thought, so as not to cause Chen pangzi's panic.

"Brother Zhou, I know you have something to do with the Dragon King," Chen chuckled. "Brother Zhou, do you think you can come out and help me deal with this?"

Zhou Heng hesitated a little, and then clapped the board. "Yes," said Zhou Heng, "I'm going to the jade lake."

"Shall I pick you up?" Chen pangzi asked on the phone. He knows that Zhou Heng doesn't have a car.

"That's fine." Zhou Heng will not refuse this kind of kindness.

Chen pangzi thanks again, but Zhou Heng doesn't want to talk with him, so Chen pangzi hangs up with interest.

Of course, Zhou Heng will not seek Ding Long's help. What's more, he still has a feud with heita. All the initiators are the guy called "Wizard king".

Zhou Heng looked at a corner of the room where there was a copper stick wrapped in white cloth.

The last time Zhou Heng was beaten to death by the wizard king, it was because he was carrying Xu Lingshan's oil bottle and had no knowledge of witchcraft. Now Zhou Heng has no constraints, and he knows the magic energy like the palm of his hand.

Even if he is not a qualified wizard, he must be a qualified wizard hunter.