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Meng Zhe didn't count until halfway through, because what he counted was evil.

Meng Zhe was really a little surprised this time, he doubted his own judgment a little bit.

However, he did not panic, but began to think about how to find Tang Jia.

There is no way for the god stone, the range is too small.

"Why are there so many things? It seems that the plan to go out today has failed!"

His mood was complicated. According to Meng Zhe's thinking, Tang Jia was very scheming and a person who would do anything to achieve his goals.

It can be seen from the repeated social situations and temptations.

But Tang Jia had many behaviors that did not conform to her scheming performance, which made Meng Zhe a little confused about what kind of person she was.

According to Meng Zhe's original thinking, he still didn't want to be with her.

Like last time, Meng Zhe didn't understand why she was the only one.

As Meng Zhe said last time, the reason that only one person in the school confessed to him is too weak.
This kind of reason might be tenable to some extent, but Meng Zhe never believed in it.

This kind of reason can only happen to that kind of middle school students, and only students from the third year of junior high school to the first year of high school will use it.

"There are arrangements in the dark!" Meng Zhe could only use this weak excuse.

Meng Zhe couldn't help it. There was really no good excuse left.

Words like Mingming's own arrangements can only be used to fool people, and the most dissatisfied thing to embellish them is the arrangement of heaven, so how can they believe such words.

No matter what the reason is, people need to be saved anyway, so if you have the time to find reasons, it is better to use it to find a solution.

Meng Zhe patted his head, when did he become so dizzy.

Think back when he wanted to kill the emperor of a country, he didn't have such hesitation!

Just kill it, you don't need any reason at all.

You can have a reason, that is, I am happy and I want to kill him.

It seems that this is because the strength is too low!Every time you make money, you have to weigh the pros and cons before making the move.

Meng Zhe stood up and walked around there alone.

At this moment, his brain was running at such a high speed that he didn't even feel the mouse under his feet.

Fortunately, he didn't use much force, and even so, the mouse started to roll its eyes.

Meng Zhe reacted when he felt the movement under his feet, and hurriedly moved his feet away.

The mouse kept squeaking there, as if blaming Meng Zhe.

"Stop screaming, I'm thinking about something now." Meng Zhe said a little irritably.

Wenyan the mouse really stopped barking and just looked at Meng Zhe quietly.

His eyes seemed to say, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Suddenly, Meng Zhe's eyes lit up.

"Mouse, mouse.

Yes, why didn't I think of this trick? ! "Meng Zhe slapped his thigh.

The mouse protested against Meng Zhe's address and kept calling.

"Xiao Niu Niu: Let me ask you, how many partners do you have?"

Maverick Niu was a little puzzled, but he honestly said a number.

"More than 200!" Meng Zhe was a little surprised.

Usually when I saw it, I would play with that wandering spirit, Meng Zhe thought it was the only one.

"Then can your partners find someone?" There are enough people, the question now is whether those mice can find someone.

The mouse is a little confused.I don't understand what Meng Zhe means.

Meng Zhe directly told it what he meant with the sacred stone.

This time the mouse stood there thinking for a while, and came back with an idea that could be tried.

Okay, Meng Zhe patted the mouse on the head happily.

Meng Zhe was stunned again, he didn't seem to know what Tang Jia looked like.

Meng Zhe believed that Tang Jia would definitely change his appearance.

It's not how much he knows about Tang Jia, it's how he feels from his experience as an assassin.

Because assassins never use their true appearance to face people, this is for their own safety.

Like the mask Meng Zhe gave Tang Jia last time, it has the function of changing his face.

This is not a one-time thing like Tang Jia, as long as it is not damaged, it can be used forever.

Now Meng Zhe can only gamble. If he can't find it, he can't help it.

Meng Zhe passed the two masks used by Tang Jia and Tang Jia's real face into the mouse's mind through the sacred stone.

"Go ahead and tell me if you have any news."

The mouse nodded humanly and ran out.

"By the way, how could I have forgotten it?!" Meng Zhe slapped his thigh again.

He used the god stone to call out the wandering soul.

As soon as Youhun saw Meng Zhe, he rubbed Meng Zhe's shoulders flatteringly.

Meng Zhe let it stop, dumbfounded.

Wandering Soul doesn't know what's wrong recently, seeing Meng Zhe is like seeing his own grandfather.

This Meng Zhe didn't care about him, so he just let it go crazy there.

Meng Zhe's face became extremely serious: "Can you help find someone?"

Youhun nodded without thinking: "Yes!"

"Do you have a partner?" Meng Zhe was still a little worried.

"I don't have a partner."

"You don't have a partner?!" Meng Zhe repeated what Youhun said before.

Wandering Soul nodded: "Yes, master, I don't have a partner." His face was taken for granted.

"I just want to ask, how do you have the confidence to find the person I'm looking for?" Meng Zhe wanted to beat him up.

"I don't have a partner, but I have subordinates!" Youhun looked at Meng Zhe like a fool.

Those eyes are so spiritual, so unbearable.

Meng Zhe almost punched him.

"Are you floating or I can't lift the knife anymore."

Seeing Meng Zhe's face, Youhun knew that he had played too hard.

Meng Zhe was both amused and annoyed by the expression of letting you dispose of him.

"Okay. It's almost done." Meng Zhe's face became serious again.

Wandering Soul didn't dare to be presumptuous after hearing the words.

Standing straight with both legs, fingers clinging to the seam of trousers, staring directly at Meng Zhe.

"Sir, give the order!" His face was full of righteousness.

Meng Zhe didn't laugh this time, not because Wandering Soul's actions were too funny, but too standard.

"Are you a soldier?" Meng Zhe asked curiously.

Wandering Soul was silent, but nodded in disappointment as an answer.

Meng Zhe saw that it didn't mean anything, so he didn't delve into it. "How many people are there?"

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"There are 340 people." Wandering Soul was directly accurate to single digits.

"Awesome!" What Meng Zhe lamented was not his military temperament, but that Youhun could remember his subordinates so clearly.

"Have they all been soldiers?"

"Some things, some not."

"Okay, let them find it." Meng Zhe nodded, quite satisfied.

"Obey." Youhun respectfully saluted Meng Zhe and left.

Meng Zhe can only sit here and wait for the news, and can't do anything else.