god player

But now it happened that there was a problem with this person's building, and the person could no longer be found.

Yang Yan frowned slightly, and looked around noncommittally. All the architectural designs were of a very similar style. Looking at it, there was a very simple, quiet feeling of time.

While he was looking around, a building next to him suddenly shook, and the people in the building ran out in fear, and some of them even just woke up, and were frightened by the sudden movement. He didn't even dress well, so he ran out for his life. Seeing more and more people, Lao Zhao, who had been by the side all the time, was also worried and wanted to step forward to help.

He winked at the person accompanying him, and when the person knew about it, he walked over to evacuate the crowd. Fortunately, the building was also shaky and hadn't completely collapsed, giving them time to rescue people.

All the supernatural beings present also joined in. With their participation, the rescue operation was accelerated.

After everyone came out, Yang Yan's mental power slowly withdrew. His forehead was already a little sweaty. The moment the mental power was withdrawn, the five-story building collapsed instantly.

The sky was full of dust, and the people around covered their mouths and noses, and waved their hands, trying to disperse the dust from their bodies.

And Yang Yan covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief in one hand, and frowned in disgust. The building suddenly collapsed without warning. If they weren't present today, the one who died would be...

He looked at those crying and mourning people, and shook his head lightly. He could only say that they were lucky enough to be able to come out alive.

"Captain Yang, look, this...what to do!" Old Zhao's face was full of worries, and his wrinkled face was even more wrinkled now.

"Thanks to you being here today, otherwise the consequences..." Of course he cannot bear the consequences, and he is just a small bureau chief. If it is on the news tomorrow that a building collapses in a certain place and dozens of people die, then he This director also did the head.

It wasn't what he thought that this happened, but just looking at the building just now, it didn't look like he was going to collapse at all, and it wasn't a dangerous building, who knew it would come so suddenly.

Now he has to worry about it every day, because he is afraid that the building will collapse again suddenly. You said that you have evacuated all these people, but you can evacuate where to live, and he can't expect that tomorrow or later. A building can go wrong.

These problems have made Lao Zhao anxious these few days and added a few more gray hairs for no reason.

"Do you still have the personal information of Xie Yuanfan in your bureau?" Now I can't find the reason for everything, and I can only start with this person, and the so-called death is just a rumor, as for whether it is true or not. Yes, he needs to investigate to know the truth,

"This..." Lao Zhao was a little embarrassed. He rubbed his hands, and the palms of his hands were already sweating.

"Our captain asked you about you, why are you hesitating?" the team members on the side reminded aloud.

Yang Yan's deep eyes darkened, his lips pursed, and he stared at the person in front of him displeased, as if he was displeased with Lao Zhao's hesitation.

Old Zhao was stunned when he saw it, and he didn't dare to hide it. He said tremblingly, "There is information, but that's it, it's just his name, and there is no record of others." After speaking, he seemed to feel relieved , let out a breath.

His words made Yang Yan even more puzzled, only one name?Then how can he find it?How do these people do things? The architect of a city only has a name!

"Are there any photos?" Yang Yan didn't have the time to pursue their irresponsible and unreliable behavior. Now he can only find this person to know the reason for the collapse of the building.

"We are sorry, there is no photo of Xie Yuanfan." When he said this, he was also very uncertain. Old Zhao remembered that he had taken a photo with Xie Yuanfan before, but a while ago, he took out the previous photo and looked at it. He found that those photos were of him alone, and there was no figure of Xie Yuanfan at all, which made him doubt for a while, whether he was old and his memory was confused.

Yang Yan suddenly felt a little suspicious of his words. There was no information, no photos, or there was no such person at all, but it was just made up by Lao Zhao.

Back in the bureau, Yang Yan used his authority to open the census search, input the three characters of Xie Yuanfan, and then entered Lao Zhao to identify one by one, to see if anyone was Xie Yuanfan he knew.

After reading it, Lao Zhao shook his head and said no.

Yang Yan fell into deep thought, these Xie Yuanfan are still alive, they belong to different regions, but the result is not, could it be that this person is really dead?

In a dark room, a man in black stood by the bed, looking at a beautiful corpse, his face was full of tenderness, his big warm palm gently stroked the face of the corpse woman, and whispered softly.

A string of unknown numbers suddenly flashed before his eyes, appeared intermittently for a few seconds, and then disappeared again, and the man's eyes were already stained with contempt, Xie Yuanfan, you don't want to let me relax even after you die, you are really overconfident.

They are even willing to destroy the city they built with their own hands. Unfortunately, even if it is destroyed, what they don't know is that they will be wandering in this huge cage forever, and I will be the best in this world. dominate.

A string of unknown numbers quietly climbed onto his fingers, and he flicked his fingers again, and the numbers disappeared.

It wasn't until the man left that the originally closed wardrobe quietly and gently opened a gap. A young man looked in the direction of the door with a face full of shock. He was digesting everything he had heard and seen today.

This boy is Fan Yongsheng who disappeared in the second district back then, his childish face is now tough, and the unwavering belief in his heart makes him full of hatred for the man just now.

He is no longer the young and ignorant boy he used to be. He came here for revenge. He blamed the death of his parents and friends on that man.

Not long after he left, he saw his friend's suicide on the news. It was like a sharp knife, tormenting him every night in nightmares. He was a coward. He didn't have the courage to die like this. want revenge.

At the same time, he also knew that with his own strength, he was completely unable to resist the god technology.

When he came here, he discovered that there are not very few god players, but most of them are here, and they are all controlled by a man called the master.

Some of them are high-level god players, and dealing with a god player like him who occupies other people's accounts is as simple as trampling an ant to death.

[The author has something to say: Haha, guess who this man in black is,]