Fan Xiaowen and others all practiced the "Twelve Dragon's Breath Styles" and the "Three Soul Cultivation Techniques", which are the same as Leng Rui.

In addition, several of them had taken the messy elixirs prepared by Leng Rui. There were not only mysterious factors in their bodies, but also fine dragon bone powder.

Strictly speaking, the talisman that binds people is formed by small formations combined with various energies.

The big men in black could not imagine that this talisman could bind normal people for an hour or two. But for Fan Xiaowen and others, the effect was greatly reduced.

Fan Xiaowen and several other people's skills are different from ordinary people, and they absorb energy extremely fast.

After chatting for a while, Fan Xiaowen and others secretly ran the exercises. After three times and two times, the energy of the talisman was completely absorbed, and people were free again.

Several people jumped up and started chasing the remaining men in black.

Several of them grew up in the den of thieves in Wangjing City. They have been accustomed to the warmth and coldness of human beings since they were young. They are merciless when attacking enemies, and they all seek to eliminate the root causes.

After all, Leng Rui was tainted with some hypocrisy on earth, and he was particular about morality, preferential treatment of prisoners, etc.

In a few breaths, the remaining men in black fell down.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the last two crushed the teleportation talisman and escaped in the blink of an eye.

"Grandma! How dare you mess with me!" Bu Jun cursed in his mouth, and without stopping, he stabbed several men in black lying on the ground a few more times.

"Stay alive!" Fan Xiaowen shouted.

"It's useless to stay, everyone will become a fool!" Bu Jun said with a smile.

"Then do whatever you want!" Fan Xiaowen also reacted. Once the soul attack started, these people

A damaged soul is either stupid or crazy.

Wang Damao and Wu Fengyan were dumbfounded, and the surrounding villagers were also dumbfounded.

These little ancestors usually look smiling and friendly to others, but why do they act so fiercely? They are completely different from usual.

A group of people looked at Fan Xiaowen and the four of them with different eyes, and they unconsciously felt a little more fearful.

Fan Xiaowen and others had good "professional habits", so he started searching for them without any instructions.

The Qiankun bag is the first thing I need to pick up, and then I pick up everything else on my body, even the rings on my fingers.

"Xiao Wen, look at this sign!" Bu Jun opened the Qiankun bag, took out a sign, and looked at it carefully.

Xiaowen went over and took a look and saw that it was an identity card with the word "Lin" written on it.

"Lin family? They're from the Lin family!" Fan Xiaowen shouted.

Wang Damao and Wu Fengyan also came over to take a look, and their expressions changed.

"Brother Da Mao, Sister Feng Yan, is this the Lin family's identity card?" Fan Xiaowen asked.

"Yeah!" Wang Damao and Wu Fengyan nodded.

"It turns out to be the Lin family!" Fan Xiaowen's face turned blue and white.

"It's really the Lin family! I'm going to destroy them!" Bu Jun's face turned red and he shouted loudly.

"Brother Dahu and Brother Erniu must have been harmed by them!" Hui Yingqin said timidly.

"Then let's go find them to settle the score!" Guan Hua also shouted angrily.

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A few days later, many posters appeared in Changqing City overnight, with the title "Who harmed Pujitang?".

The article briefly introduces that because Pujitang's business is booming, someone is jealous and murders people behind the scenes. Pujitang people disappeared, goods were robbed, and the murderer was directly pointed out to be the Lin family.

At this time, everyone in the city knew, and almost everyone knew that this was what the Lin family did.

Ordinary people usually lead a boring life, and they like to do something interesting.

There are topics of conversation on the streets, in restaurants and teahouses, and inside and outside the house.

By the way, someone remembered some of the things the Lin family had done before, and started discussing them again with added embarrassment.

The Lin family chose to remain silent. There was no response at all. They just sent people to tear off all the street signs.

One night a few days later, it was a moonless day, and it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.

The Bailing Hall of the Lin family was brightly lit, shining like daylight.

Bai Ling Tang is also a major source of income for the Lin family.

Talisman and armor are both popular items.

Especially for talismans, this one company has a monopoly business.

Changqing City has a port, and there are many ships going out to sea every day.

The ship is going to sea, and the boss of the ship will not dare to sail without buying a few talismans.

The sea is very rough and there are sea beasts. Without talismans, safety cannot be guaranteed by relying solely on manpower.

Several dark figures slowly moved over from a distance. Judging from their stature, they were not tall, and they should be a few children.

Looking at the movements, they are extremely skillful. Everywhere is hidden. The steps are very light and the landing is silent.

He was covered in black clothing, and even his head was covered with a black cloth, leaving only his two eyes exposed.

Anyone who sees it will know that this is definitely a professional doing "dirty work".

Like civet cats, after several leaps, several black shadows have arrived near Bailing Hall.

Several dark figures seemed to be very patient, lurking quietly without any movement.

It's late at night, when people sleep most soundly.

Several black shadows rose up and arrived at the gate of Bailing Hall in a blink of an eye.

The four black figures stood together. Each one took out a large wooden stake from the Qiankun bag and propped it up diagonally. Like a sky-blasting cannon, the muzzle pointed at the gate of Bailing Hall.

These four people are Fan Xiaowen, Bu Jun, Guan Hua and Hui Yingqin.

Leng Rui was not around, so they had no ignition powder and could only make a few simple sky-blasting cannons.

"Do it!" Fan Xiaowen sent out his spiritual thoughts.

Several people uniformly took out the matches and lit them with a "pop" sound.

Four small blue and yellow flames were aimed at the gunpowder behind the sky-blasting cannon.

"Who is it?" A loud shout came from the Bailing Hall, and two black shadows flew out of the sky.

Before the two of them landed, they felt four palm forces coming towards them.

"Papa!" There were several muffled sounds, and several people slapped each other.

Before the two people from Bailingtang could see clearly what was going on, they heard four consecutive loud bangs like muffled thunder.

This power was much stronger than the palm force just now. The gate of Bailingtang, which was protected by the formation, was blown to pieces, and the items in the room fell to the floor.

The two people who rushed out happened to be hit by the cannon fire from the sky-blasting cannon. Like a lightning strike, their bones were broken and their tendons were broken, and their upper and lower parts were scorched black.

Fortunately, he was a cultivator and was already in the early stages of Qi refining. Even so, he was still dying, with only one breath left.

Without any hesitation, Fan Xiaowen and the others disappeared into the darkness like civet cats.

Half of the people in Changqing City heard the commotion, and the brave ones pulled up their shoes to watch the excitement.

I was timid, so I closed the doors and windows tightly and listened nervously to what was going on outside.

After daybreak, a large number of spectators gathered in front of Bailingtang, pointing and talking.

"Damn it! You're so stupid that you dare to attack Bai Ling Tang!"

"Eighty percent of it was done by people from Puji Hall!"
Chapter completed!