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Chapter 185 The identity of the stalker

After feeling that he was being followed, Han Ke became extremely vigilant. In the next few days, he deliberately expanded his soul perception, and indeed two soul information repeatedly appeared within his two kilometers.

Late that night, while it was late at night, Han Ke put on a black dress and quietly left home.

Standing in the shadows downstairs of the community, Han Ke looked up at a dark room on the opposite building on the same floor as his home, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. According to his perception, the two guys who had been following him these days were in that room.

Han Ke did not choose to take the elevator. One reason was that he was afraid of alerting the enemy. The other reason was that he wanted to try the free technique of climbing the wall that he had been practicing crazily recently.

This wall-climbing and wandering technique is not as easy as Han Ke imagined. The first time when he climbed to the height of about the seventh floor, Han Ke fell directly from the top due to a small mistake. Fortunately, he fell into the flowers and did not cause much noise.

Although the height of the seventh floor is not high, it is probably a great disaster for ordinary people to fall down. But Han Ke was like nothing happened, and he got up, thanks to his strong physique. Of course, the internal skills he had practiced recently also played a significant role. With Han Ke's current physical fitness, even if he took a machete and slashed him hard, it would probably be a blood mark at most.

Han Ke clapped his hands after getting up, and grinned, climbed up the wall again. This time he did not make a mistake. His originally clumsy figure also became more and more skillful as the climbing distance increased.

Turning up to the balcony, although there was no light in the room, Han Ke found that there was one person in the living room and another person in the bedroom. With the night, Han Ke could clearly see the direction of the people in the living room.

"Who!" Unexpectedly, although the person in the living room was lying on the sofa, he was also very alert. He must have received professional training. As soon as Han Ke stepped into the living room with one foot, the man suddenly stood up and shouted violently.

However, Han Ke's body skills are not comparable to ordinary people. Especially after practicing the sword score, his control and use of speed made a qualitative leap. His figure flashed and appeared behind the man like a ghost. He slapped his right palm on his neck. The man's body stagnated and collapsed to the ground.

Han Ke deliberately did not use the soul-catching pen this time. Although he had been studying these sword techniques for half a month, this was the first time he had applied these to actual combat. The moment the person in the living room fell to the ground, Han Ke still had a trace of regret in his heart, which was too inexperienced.

Han Ke turned around quickly and came to the door of one of the rooms. As soon as he opened the door, a black shadow rushed towards him with a faint fragrance that only women had. Han Ke did not dare to take it lightly. He clearly saw the black shadow holding a dagger with a cold light in his hand.

However, in Han Ke's eyes, the speed of the visitor was still too slow. He avoided the attack without any suspense, and another palm slapped heavily on the back of the shadow, and a soft cry came.

After being hit by Han Ke's palm, the black shadow rolled in and took out a silver pistol from his arms. As soon as he was about to raise his hand to shoot, he suddenly felt a heavy blow on his neck, and then his eyes turned black and he fainted.

When the two woke up again, they found that they had been handed over to the table legs, while Han Ke was fiddling with the high-power telescope by the balcony.

"I see that you are equipped with a complete range of telescopes, cameras, and even handcuffs and pistols. Who are you? Why do you have to monitor me?" Han Ke looked at the telescope, and from this location, you could clearly see the situation at home, as well as the photos in the camera, all of which are the places where Han Ke has appeared recently and the people he has seen, and even Meng Li is among them.

Seeing that the two of them were not talking, Han Ke slowly approached them. The man was thin and dark in his skin. The woman had short shoulder-length hair, a melon-shaped face, a high nose bridge, and a sense of firmness in her beautiful eyes. The woman's face was a little pale, and there was a faint blood stain on the corner of her mouth. I think the palm that Han Ke had just hit her on the back caused her to suffer a lot.

"Don't you say it?" Han Ke smiled, and he also guessed this situation.

Han Ke stretched out two fingers and gently pressed them on the thin man's forehead.

Seeing Han Ke's actions, a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes.

Through Xuan'er's reminder last time, Han Ke also gained a new understanding of the control of soul power during this period. Although he didn't know if it was useful, he also wanted to try it to see if he could see the other party's soul information through the intervention of soul power. This is a bit similar to the method of using the Soul-Devouring Spell to devour the soul and then obtain the memory of the devoured person.

But if you want to implement this method, at least one condition is that your soul is stronger than the intervened person. Otherwise, it is likely that you will cause irreparable damage to the soul of the intervened person when you intervene, but it is more likely that you will not be able to intervene, and instead will retaliate against yourself and affect the original soul.

The thin man also looked confused, but as Han Ke closed his eyes, he suddenly felt a stinging pain in the depths of his mind, and the pain lasted for about half a minute. When he returned to his consciousness again, his whole body was sweating profusely, and a hint of horror flashed in his eyes.

Han Ke opened his eyes and looked at them with complex eyes: "You shouldn't be from Guoan?"

When the two tied up were also surprised when they heard that their identities were discovered.

The thin man looked at the woman beside him, but did not answer.

Han Ke continued, "Why are you monitoring me?"

"Tell us first, how did you discover us." At this moment, the woman next to her finally spoke.

As soon as these words were said, the thin man's eyes shone. You should know that the two of them have professional training in tracking skills, and even the special forces from the troops may not be able to easily find their traces.

According to the information they have, at most, Han Ke is a rich second-generation who has just started a business. They don’t believe that such a playboy will master any anti-stalking methods unless Han Ke is really the one they are looking for. However, based on the investigation and tracking of the past half month, Han Ke has basically been excluded. If it is not discovered, they will remove their surveillance of Han Ke after receiving the above reply in the past two days.

"Why is it that I have been following me for so many days?" Han Ke did not answer the woman's question, but continued to ask.

The two of them kept silent again.

Han Ke smiled disdainfully and pointed his fingers at the thin man's forehead again. This time it lasted for about a minute. The thin man seemed to be unable to bear Han Ke's soul power, and his breath suddenly became listless.

During Han Ke's sense, Han Ke vaguely saw a photo. The man was wearing a military uniform, with a cold face and dark skin. Isn't this Qiu'er's eldest brother Zhang Guohao?

"Let's talk about it quickly, what's the reason? What's the relationship with Zhang Guohao?"

As soon as Han Ke said this, the expressions of the two people being tied up were completely replaced by surprise.
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