There should be something wrong with Wang Heng.

Giving him a hundred guts would not dare to hang up directly, and even the insignificant calls would not dare to call at will for fear of disturbing her work, and the only half of the word that had time to spit out should be for help.

Wang Heng is just a **** dude.

Although he has a bottom line and will not be in vain, he uses violence (usually just a violent meal to vent his anger, and fractures and legs are rarely broken) to teach others, or to bully people (forcing people who do not have long eyes to trouble him to kneel) I have never done anything less about calling his father or greeting each other's direct ancestor (18th generation).

There are many people who hate to rub his sack secretly.

I hate that he is dead.

Dao Xi is now unsure whether Wang Heng is the man who wants to put his sack on, or hates him for a cruel character who is dying and has the ability to move. Both a beating and revenge are about 99:1 probability.

"Tsk."

She still can't bet on high probabilities.

What if?

Dao Xi called the company's media department.

The big boss calls.

It was quickly connected over there, and asked in a diligent tone: "Boss, what does it mean...?"

Dao Xi did not stop talking nonsense and directly interrupted and ordered: "Check me where the xxxx ad is placed on outdoor LED screens. The focus is on the location of a large supermarket nearby."

Wang Heng estimated that the phone was knocked down while making a call. After a short sound, Dao Xi heard the sound of the phone landing, and then there was the sound of rubbing her body rolling on the ground after landing, and the communication was hung up after ten seconds. At the moment when she was hung up, she heard the sound of trampling, and half of Wang Heng's hasty exclamation.

According to the background noise.

The sound of cars, humans, and store stereos can be judged to be on a street with a lot of people. In addition, there was a vaguely milky voice shouting an advertising slogan. Some children would read it out loud when they saw the repeated and catchy advertising video screens. In addition to this, I heard a half-sentence of supermarket promotions.

The father of a certain mission world is a private detective.

Dao Xi wanted to try new things and inherited his career. In that world, he was used to collecting and recording things at any time and analyzing clues and intelligence from subtle points. After doing this for a long time, he gradually suffered from occupational diseases.

therefore.

Only in this way can we judge so many clues in a short time.

The media department is also applying for advertising space recently, and has a bit of knowledge about other advertisements by the way. The company propaganda behind the slogan that Dao Xi said was quite strong, and it was quickly found out.

Dao Xi thought of some intelligence at this time.

She backhanded and called the supervisor of Wang Heng Toy Workshop to ask for other clues.

Wang Heng felt a bit of crisis after learning that Dao Xi wanted to destroy Wang's family, which meant that his ATM would soon run out of money. In order to continue to have fun in the rest of my life, I have made a lot of progress recently, at least now I will be concerned about some business matters. However, it is unrealistic to let him be able to handle things proficiently right away, because the toy workshop is very small and is affiliated to the Dao Xi company, and he is assigned a supervisor to be responsible for it.

The supervisor quickly replied, "I didn't see Mr. Wang today, but when I left yesterday, I said I would go to spy on the enemy today. Maybe I went to the sales point of which toy company to investigate, right?"

The toy workshop only takes the high-luxury route, and the high-end franchise stores of the same type must be able to match the enemy's sentiment.

Bring up the indoor map.

More prosperous streets, advertising areas, locations of large supermarkets, well-known toy stores... all the clues are connected together.

"found it."

There is only one place that meets these labels.

Dao Xi quickly locked Wang Heng's approximate location.

Wang Heng was indeed in danger.

Dao Xi had already prepared for the worst when he found someone based on the clues.

However, there are some surprises in fact.

Wang Heng's nose was swollen with blood stains on his face, and his arms and legs that were exposed to the outside also had stab wounds. The wounds still looked serious to the naked eye, and it was terrifying to look at his body with blood stains.

He was beaten as expected.

What surprised Dao Xi was that although Wang Heng's condition was a bit miserable, 1v5 actually beat the three on the ground and stood by himself.

Dao Xi was cleaning up the mess, and jokingly said: "Oh, you are not good, why do you still ask me for help?" He said that, and he was relieved if there was nothing serious about it.

Wang Heng seemed a little dazed by the demon.

He looked at the sword seal: "Sister?"

moment.

After he remembered something, he threw himself on the ground with a scream of "Oh", crying with sad expression and anger, "Ahhhhh, my cub, you died so terribly, I'm sorry, Abba You!"

Dao Xi: "..."

what's the situation?

She took advantage of the trend and looked over.

Wang Heng was holding his mobile phone at this time... No, it should be a mobile phone pendant. Now the pendant has been broken to pieces, and the internal parts are scattered all over the place. The damage of this degree is irreparable.

It should have been stepped on by someone on the ground.

The pendant is a semi-intelligent humanoid AI toy that supports functions such as encyclopedia search, singing, storytelling, chatting, interactive game play, positioning, automatic alarm when perceiving danger, etc. When it was first developed, it was mainly aimed at preschoolers or widows living alone. Old man. Because the core program is the weakened version of the artificial intelligence that she took out this time, this product was allocated to Wang Heng's toy workshop.

In addition, because of the human appearance, many otaku are raising girlfriends and girls are treating them as boyfriends.

The one in Wang Heng's hand is a juvenile shape.

He was raising his daughter, and at that time, just naming her was specially calculated by well-known metaphysical masters at a high price.

Dao Xi instantly understood the cause of Wang Heng's small universe explosion.

Destroy his cub.

It is an unforgivable sin.

After all, she has also experienced the grade when the paper man is her husband, perhaps in the eyes of others, it is a picture and a piece of data. At that time, in her eyes it was a living person, the love that lived in her heart.

I still remember when I was really young.

A male classmate deliberately destroyed the figure that she treated as her husband. She regarded it as a treasure and the other party did not take it seriously and continued to maliciously trample and destroy. At that time, as soon as the blood of her sense of reason was broken, she took turns and smashed the stool next to her. Afterwards, the male student had three stitches on her brain, and she was recorded as a major demerit when she wrote the examination.

But it's not bad.

In the three years of high school, she was regarded as a school bully and no one dared to mess with her.

Cough.

This is the end of black history memories.

Dao Xi turned around to fetch the medicine box from the car on the side of the circuit. This habit was also a small habit developed in a certain mission world. In her experience as a police officer, a colleague was attacked by a gangster and stabbed in the kidney causing hemorrhage. At that time, they were on a mission in a remote suburb and died because they did not have medicine to do basic rescue and wasted time on the road. Since then, whether it is useful or not, she will bring a first aid kit when she travels.

"Ooooooooo!!!"

Wang Heng's tears flew out instantly.

The potion used to clean the wound has a certain corrosive pain, and the knife seal's technique is a bit rough, and the already painful wound is even worse.

Wang Heng howled: "Sister, lighten up, it hurts so much..."

The one behind just swallowed back under the gaze of the sword seal's death, and he didn't dare to say anything, he was afraid that the sword seal would make his move heavier. It is the tears that soared and soared to catch up with the exaggerated effect of anime.

There were two large wounds on Wang Heng's body. Dao Xi carefully observed the wounds, and the appearance of the wounds looked scary. It was a blessing in the misfortune that they did not hurt blood vessels, muscles and bones.

This kind of wound only needs stitches.

Because the comrade-in-arms died of hemorrhage, the medical kit generally prepared by the sword seal focused on the suture tools. Stitching the wound is just a simple minor surgical operation, and it is not a difficult task for her who has worked as a war doctor. After cleaning up the blood stains, I prepared to suture the wound.

Wang Heng was horrified as he watched Dao Xi holding a strange tool threading the needle. He trembled and asked incoherently, "Um, sister, Er Yu, this, no, what do you want to do? I..."

"Wow!!!"

Dao Xi turned on death gaze.

Wang Heng: "Hiccup..." The shock stopped, and then continued: "Hiccup!!!"

His sister stuck a needle in his flesh!

Dao Xi innocent: "Suture the wound."

Later I realized: "Ah, I forgot the local anesthesia."

She had worked as a field doctor before.

In the war era in that mission world, anesthetics were still a scarce product and could not be popularized. Basically, the soldiers at the bottom did not enjoy this treatment. As long as the wounds are not too serious and can be fatal, the soldiers usually gritted their teeth and endured it. Dao Xi is also accustomed to those tough guys, and is used to sewing directly.

Wang Heng begged: "Hurry up and give me an anesthetic."

There is nothing in the knife seal medicine cabinet.

However, the stitches have already started, and now it is easy to enlarge the wound if you stop your hands. She has no sincerity to persuade: "As a man, you can bear it..."

Wang Heng's tears and nasal mucus went out together: "From now on I will wear women's clothing!"

Dao Xi: "..."

As for?

Dao Xi said suddenly: "You are at your own risk if you want to run."

The man who was about to run was numb all over after being kicked by the sword seal and couldn't move. Now he felt relieved and felt that the **** just wanted to take the opportunity to escape. Now watching Dao Xi stepping on Wang Heng's leg to prevent it from shaking, while ruthlessly and without hesitation, he threaded needles in the flesh. With the tragic screams, it was like a terrifying murder scene.

He pretended not to be found, and lay back silently.

Dao Xi's hand speed was very fast, and Wang Heng hadn't called a few times before the minor surgery was over. While cutting the suture, she smiled and stared at the **** who was trying to escape, and asked in a particularly gentle tone: "To be honest, who is the mastermind behind you?" These people looked like hired thugs.

The other party was silent.

Dao Xi smiled with a brilliant degree of +10, and threatened with the sewing thread: "It's okay if you don't say it, you won't need it in the future..."

Hunzi seconds counseled: "I said!"

The author has something to say: Tomorrow will officially enter v, three thousand characters will be changed, and red envelopes will be dropped.

Name shop

New parents: "Master, we want to name our children."

Master Metaphysics: "This is a new name (calculated)...Does your family still name the doll? There is now a 20% discount."

New parents: "emmm?"

I picked up Susanna from myou's.

Super cute, super beautiful!

ps: Who would dare to destroy my baby [daughter warning]