"Do you know how big the northwest is? How many cities are there? How many people named Liu Xueshan? With such a large project volume and no exact guidance, I want to keep this matter completely confidential. After such an operation, I am afraid that it will take several years to complete the investigation of all Liu Xueshan." Jiuxing Hanmei said helplessly. Chen Hao's request was really difficult. Although she was a little skilled, she was not a god.

Chen Hao also knew the difficulties: "There is no way, the opponent is too cunning. This matter must be kept confidential, and it is also necessary to find Liu Xueshan as soon as possible. I think I can check those with scars on my face first, transfer them out from the household registration file, and send the photos to me together, and I will screen them."

"This is a solution. I'll say hello to the government."

Jiuxing Hanmei hung up the phone.

At this time, Chen Hao answered the question of the Eye of the God of the Underworld: "I saw the God of Light in your mouth, but that guy has no intelligence, just a shadow of light. Could it be that the God of Light was cut into thousands of pieces by someone like you and threw them all over the world?"

"I don't know, I just remembered the name of Light God."

"Do you know what would happen if you signed a contract of faith with God of Light?" What Chen Hao was most worried about at this moment was probably what impact he would have on him by accepting the gift of God of Light's power.

The Eye of the Underworld said in a deep thought: "Show me the God of Light."

Chen Hao was planning to say that he didn't know how to call the God of Light. In his opinion, the God of Light had disappeared into the fire of hell.

But the moment his thought arose, waves of light ripples spread on his forehead, quickly wrapping his whole body. At this moment, Chen Hao turned into a light engraving with a crown of thorns on his head, which looked like the god of light appeared in the saint.

At this moment, the Eye of the God of Nether couldn't help but exclaim: "God of Light?"

Chen Hao was like wearing a light armor, and was also very surprised to hear the exclamation of the Eye of the Underworld. At this moment, he could feel the power of holy light on his body. This kind of holy light is not possessed by a saint or other holy light warriors.

The Saint and the Holy Light Warrior are just a shell of the Holy Light boarding. By absorbing the Holy Light and then storing the power of the Holy Light in the body, it is released when needed. To put it bluntly, it is a dry battery, which is exactly the same as the Star Cultivator.

Chen Hao is different at this moment. He feels that he is the holy light and he is shining brightly like the sun.

These are two completely different feelings, "Can I become the God of Light now?"

Thinking of this, a huge cross of light suddenly appeared in front of Chen Hao's forehead. As soon as the cross appeared, the whole room was filled with the power of holy light.

Chen Hao immediately felt the existence of Helen outside the house, and at the same time he felt the holy light spots like Helen within a radius of one thousand meters.

This feeling is completely different from the previous scan of Helen with radar. It is like Helen is his slave, and can be called upon and wielded. Obviously, other holy light spots within a thousand meters also represent the holy light warriors or saints in the Western world, but they are hiding their cultivation at this moment, or they are spies lurking around.

With a thud, the door was kicked open again. Helen stared at her eyes and rushed into the room. She felt the summoning of the holy light just now. The feeling was very strong. However, when she entered the room, she saw Chen Hao sitting in front of the phone and looking at her curiously.

"Helen, do you like kicking the door so much?"

Helen stared at Chen Hao in confusion, then her eyes wandered around the room, as if looking for something.

"Did you just send the summon?" Helen looked at Chen Hao and asked questions without finding any strange items.

"Summon? What do you mean?" Chen Hao did not intend to tell Helen about this. He was afraid of many things that he could figure out first before revealing.

Helen did not see through Chen Hao's lies at all. It was not that Helen was not smart enough, but that she didn't believe that Chen Hao could have the power to call on the Holy Light Warriors and the Saint.

You must know that this is a capability that only a very small number of popes possess.

Even the craftsman does not have this ability. At most, he only has a certain appeal among the silver blacksmith. It is a dream to call on the Holy Light Warrior and the Saint.

Even if Chen Hao inherited the cross of the craftsman, he would not know how many years would take to reach the level of the craftsman.

Helen shook her head slightly and walked out of Chen Hao's room. In fact, the Holy Light Warrior and the Saint Maiden sometimes felt like they were summoned.

This feeling comes from the sun in the sky. The sun itself is the largest emitter of holy light in the world. Any small fluctuations of the sun will have an impact on the holy light warriors and saints, causing some illusions. Sometimes this illusion also comes from the holy light warriors and saints themselves.

He closed the door again, but couldn't lock it, and the lock was kicked out by Helen.

He gained another inexplicable ability, but Chen Hao did not feel that he had paid any price, but instead felt worried, because he knew very well that everything in this world had his own price, and the more he got, the more he had to pay.

Perhaps Chen Hao in the future has helped him solve the cost problem, of course this is the most ideal state.

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"This Chen Hao is too arrogant. It would be fine if he swallowed the Hong family and cut off our wealth. He also stole countless pharmaceutical factories. I can swallow this tone. Who told him to make such a great contribution? But now he actually reached into the weapon refining industry, which is to force us to have no way out."

A thin man wearing a hip-hop casual outfit with a red peach tattoo on his cheek said with a sinister face. This guy looked like he was big and sucked too much. His expression was very weak. He twitched from time to time, and his face was full of rampantness and unruly.

At this moment, four people gathered in this room, three men and one woman.

Everyone looks like a middle-aged man.

A middle-aged man in a suit and ties was wearing an elite temperament, gently flapping the ashes: "Our four major families, and the entire Central City, are also considered top-notch existences, and each has its own power in the Eastern world."
Chapter completed!