The plum blossom dark dart has a very strong penetration power, especially when used by many people, the rainy pear blossom has no way to dodge. The nigger doesn’t need to worry about leaving a living mouth. Then he waved his hand and merged into the darkness again with everyone like ghosts.

Withdrew his gaze, Wu Fengyi sat on the branch with his sword eyebrows slightly frowned, and the whole story gradually became clear in his mind.

"Haha, buy the medicines and equipment in the town, and set up an ambush here to wait for me to take the bait. Qin Bai, you good methods!"

The graveyard is the only shortcut to the black market. Qin Bai's plan is really easy to leak. If it weren't for those bandits who were scapegoats, even if Wu Feng was good at being good at it, he would either die or be injured in the face of sneak attacks by the black ghosts and others.

"Qin Bai, do you think I really don't dare to touch you?"

Some people always misunderstand other people's magnanimity as fear of themselves, and Qin Bai is one of them.

He took a thin branch and held it in his mouth. At this time, the night clouds floated by, and a ray of moonlight passed through the branches and leaves and shone on Wu Feng's face. The handsome mold was so cold that it was terrifying because of his extremely cold eyes.

After a while, Wu Feng took a deep breath, spit out the branches and jumped down, slowly exiting the treacherous grave. Although he was determined to kill, it was impossible to rush into the Li family to get Qin Bai's head, let alone the urgent task at the moment was to rush to the black market within the prescribed time.

......

This road is blocked and can only change the road. The moon above my head is getting closer and closer to the sky. Wu Feng has never stopped along the way, and his clothes have been soaked in sweat. Even so, when a thunderous fire appeared at the foot of the mountain in the distance, the hour has passed.

"It's still too late!"

Erasing the sweat from his forehead, Wu Feng frowned slightly and looked down. At this time, the black market was scarce. Even if there were fire everywhere, it could not dispel the trembling cold air.

"Ha, what a black market!"

When looking down at the entire black market for the first time, Wu Feng felt quite emotional. The terrain in the coniferous mountains was dangerous, easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Looking up at the Jiaoyue, Wu Feng's lips dispelled a trace of bitterness. If he hadn't been delayed in the grave, how could he have missed the normal business of the black market? But missing the time does not mean retreating. Maybe others will, but Wu Feng will not. When his violently undulating chest calmed down, he ran down from the top of the mountain without any hesitation.

......

The village gate is closed, and the guards on the top of the city are also yawning without any color. No one will come at this time unless someone lights the lights in the toilet, asking for death!

However, nothing is absolute. When a tall figure slowly emerges from the darkness, a loud shout sounds.

"Who? What do you do?"

Wu Feng raised his arms into a "one" shape, showing as no hostility as possible. He looked at the guards on the top of the city that immediately entered a state of alert, and his lips raised slightly.

"I went to the village to buy things!"

Some people who are not afraid of death come to the door. The little leader was stunned for a moment and smiled in the blink of an eye. Just as the business is not as fast as robbing the house, let alone the fat sheep delivered to the door, how could it be turned away?

"Welcome, welcome. Open the door!"

Wu Feng nodded and indicated that when the heavy gate of the village was slowly opened, he stepped into the black market under the malicious eyes of the guards.

"Little brother, it's late at night, you can go to the tavern in the southwest to take a rest."

Even without the "care" of the little leader, Wu Feng was ready to go there, nodded again and headed straight to the southwest.

Wine, meat, money, and women are the favorites of these people. It is late at night, and the taverns have become the most lively place in the black market. From leaders to peddlers and pawns, all of them use alcohol to eliminate the misery of the long night.

The ears were filled with noise. Wu Feng stood at the door and did not go in immediately. Although he was not afraid of the tiger's den, he must not take it lightly. After a moment, as the corner of his mouth raised a familiar curve, he then stepped up the steps and pushed open the door of the tavern with a palm.

The extremely noisy tavern immediately calmed down, and everyone locked their eyes on Wu Feng, with their eyes surprised and secretly surprised.

Ignoring his strange gaze, Wu Feng chose a table away from the crowd and sat down on his own.

He is handsome, slender and tall. Such a man is definitely a fat piece of meat for women, but here, Wu Feng is also fat in the eyes of a group of reckless men, and some people are beginning to be able to help themselves.

The sound of the blade rubbing lightly into his ears, and Wu Feng was still calm.

The atmosphere was extremely tense, and a dry cough sounded. The guy first winked at everyone, then walked to Wu Feng and greeted him with a smile.

"This guy has something to eat or drink?"

Wu Feng nodded slightly.

"Okay, wait!"

The guy turned around and left, quickly brought a plate of meat and a pot of wine, and handed a pair of chopsticks to Wu Feng.

The seemingly simple polite actions held the hearts of all the bandits. If Wu Feng took the chopsticks, they would take action without hesitation.

Wu Feng looked at the chopsticks held by the guy in both hands and snorted coldly. Not only did he not answer, he also pushed the wine and meat in front of him to the ground.

"Look, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll change my brother to good wine and meat."

The guy smiled and turned around and left, and at the same time he winked at the group of wild beasts who were about to be crazy, as if he was saying: I don’t know what to do, don’t be impatient.

Soon, the new meat and meat were brought up, which looked no different from before, but this time the guy didn't bring chopsticks.

Wu Feng nodded with satisfaction. He first picked up the wine pot and drank it hard, then grabbed the meat and feasted. He rushed all the way to his stomach and protested.

"I don't know if the guy is visiting late at night..." The guy sat opposite Wu Feng and asked with a rag intentionally or unintentionally while wiping the table.

"I just missed the time when I purchased something." Although it was a bit rough, the meat was fragrant and the wine was strong. Wu Feng answered briefly and started eating it on his own.

"So that's it. You eat first, and the younger one will arrange your accommodation for you after eating." Without chopsticks, you also know the special time regulations of the black market. The young man with fine skin and tender flesh in front of him seemed to be a fellow man, at least he was a little familiar with the world. The guy nodded and smiled, and stood up and shook his head slightly at everyone.

They went around and killed people and robbed people, but no one knew which cloud was raining. Therefore, these people had already formed a mentality, that is, not to fight unprepared battles.

Most people looked disappointed on their faces, and then they continued to drink in groups of three or three, but when the forest was big, there were always a few unruly birds.

‘Bang!’

The wine pot fell down hard, and the broken wine splashed all over the floor. A burly man with a scar piercing his left face walked straight towards Wu Feng with a big knife. The tavern that had just started to hustle and bustle was silent again.
Chapter completed!