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Chapter 2902 Trap

This stall owner's behavior was actually very problematic. He took the initiative to say hello, obviously because he was afraid that Tang Zhen wouldn't notice him.

In fact, as a businessman, this approach is normal.

But he boasted about Haikou and didn't ask Tang Zhen what he wanted. He just said that he could find everything.

Even Tang Zhen himself doesn't dare to make this guarantee, so why should a small stall owner?

It was obvious that the other party wanted to trick Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen went along with the flow. He wanted to see what the other party was planning?

"If you have good goods, the price will definitely satisfy you, but if you want to cheat me, I will never give up."

There was a warning in Tang Zhen's tone, very much like those monks who want to find good stuff but are worried about being deceived.

"You can ask, who doesn't say that I do business fairly and justly, and I never disappoint my customers!"

The stall owner said with a smile, as if he didn't notice the disdainful expressions of several nearby stall owners.

"Okay then, let me take a look at where the good stuff you mentioned is."

Tang Zhen said to the stall owner, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

"Don't worry, sir. How can such scarce good things be placed in the market?

All the good stuff is at home, right on the edge of this market, you can come with me."

While the stall owner was talking, he kicked the waiter next to him and asked him to guard the stall for him.

The waiter nodded and glanced at Tang Zhen secretly, with a trace of pity flashing in his eyes.

"Your Excellency, follow me. We are leaving now."

The stall owner led the way, leading Tang Zhen out of the market and straight to the houses next to it.

These houses built next to the market are also dilapidated and have strong desert characteristics.

Pushing open the half-open wooden door, the stall owner walked in first.

"My goods are inside the house. You can wait in the yard for a moment and I will help you take them out."

While the stall owner was talking, he was secretly glancing at Tang Zhen, wanting to see when he walked into the yard.

Tang Zhen's expression remained as usual, but he smiled coldly in his heart.

The moment he walked into the yard, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and darkness fell like a void.

If an ordinary monk encounters such an incident, he will fall into a state of panic and be subdued by the following methods.

Of course, this kind of trap method can only deal with monks who are not too strong. Senior monks have the means to cross the void and are no strangers to this special environment.

"Hahaha, take him down!"

The stall owner who pretended to enter the house immediately turned around and shouted loudly, while throwing something at Tang Zhen.

It was a pocket cage that kept getting bigger in mid-air and headed straight for Tang Zhen to grab it.

Two more figures jumped out from the side, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, aiming at Tang Zhen and launching an attack.

Judging from their movements, they didn't hold back at all. They clearly wanted to kill Tang Zhen on the spot.

The three of them cooperated skillfully and used ferocious methods. It seemed that they had done this more than once.

This is a group of habitual criminals who specialize in killing people, stealing goods, and harming foreign monks who have just arrived.

Over the past many years, countless innocent souls have fallen in this small courtyard.

Tang Zhen, who was at the entrance of the courtyard, seemed to be in a sluggish state, unable to move at all.

His appearance at this time was no different from other framed persons.

The trio who participated in the ambush couldn't help but feel overjoyed when they saw this, and immediately accelerated their attack speed.

"Go to hell!"

After throwing the cage out, the stall owner took out a javelin-like weapon again and threw it at Tang Zhen in the cage.

Unexpectedly, the weapon just passed through Tang Zhen as soon as it hit him, causing no damage at all.

The two accomplices, one on the left and one on the right, stared at Tang Zhen in the cage with their eyes wide open at this moment.

I wanted to continue to move, but my body couldn't move an inch.

"You don't know what you can do."

Tang Zhen said coldly, and then he saw that the javelin seemed to be controlled by someone, reversing its direction and shooting at the stall owner.

"not good!"

Seeing the weapons coming towards him, the stall owner screamed in fright and quickly ducked to avoid them.

At this moment, there was only one thought swirling in his mind, and that was that he had made a mistake.

This foreign monk is obviously a novice, but his strength is not simple. He is probably a real strong man!

But it was precisely this that made him feel more and more depressed.

Since it is so powerful, why does it go to such a low-end market? Is it possible that it can survive after being full?

A scream was heard, and the stall owner was stabbed through the body and nailed directly to the wall.

The invisible force imprisoned the stall owner, making him struggle in vain, but he was unable to move at all.

The metal cage that imprisoned Tang Zhen also shattered in an instant, and the other two enemies were also nailed to the wall.

Seeing the miserable condition of their companions, the three monks felt a chill in their hearts, knowing that they had completely failed today.

"Your Excellency, spare your life. We are willing to pay the ransom. Please let the three of us go."

The stall owner refused to sit still and begged for mercy immediately, as did the other two monks.

They can be cruel to their targets without any sympathy, and when their lives are threatened, they can pray for mercy without dignity.

It seems despicable and shameless, but it can lead to a longer life. It is really a scourge to the spiritual world.

Tang Zhen ignored the other party's begging for mercy, but looked at the courtyard and found that it had been completely blocked by the formation.

Even though the fighting was going on inside the yard, nothing looked out of the ordinary from the outside. No wonder they were so unscrupulous.

"You three are all foreign monks?"

Tang Zhen looked at the stall owner and asked in a cold voice.

"No, we are aborigines, not foreign monks at all."

The stall owner hurriedly opened his mouth and answered Tang Zhen before his two companions.

"Yes, we are all indigenous people."

The two monks next to him rushed to speak, fearing that Tang Zhen wouldn't notice them.

The purpose of what they said was just to prevent Tang Zhen from attacking them, because once they killed the aborigines, they would be punished by the monks from the spiritual world.

Even if you can't kill, you will still be punished. Accepting ransom and reconciliation is undoubtedly the best solution.

Even if he is in danger, the stall owner is still playing tricks. This has obviously become a habit.

"Aborigines?"

After glancing at the stall owner, Tang Zhen smiled coldly.

"Since you are aborigines, you are immortal and there will be no problem if you lose your head.

If that's the case, why bother begging me for mercy? You can come back to life anyway!"

When Tang Zhen said this, he looked at the three monks and said, "I would like to see how the natives of the Lingji Realm came back to life after being killed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed and the head of one of the monks rolled to the ground.

The sword he had just bought from a dwarf merchant had been in Tang Zhen's hands for less than two hours before it absorbed the blood of a monk.

"ah!"

When the stall owner and another monk saw this, they were so frightened that they immediately started shouting out of control.

It wasn't until this moment that they suddenly realized that they were so afraid of death.

"Don't try again. We are foreign monks, not aborigines. We cannot be resurrected after death!"

The stall owner shouted at the top of his lungs, fearing that Tang Zhen would experiment on him.

"Are you foreign monks?"

Tang Zhen looked at the trembling stall owner with an expression that was half-smiling, like a demon staring at its prey.

"There is no trace of foreign monks in your body, so you must be aborigines and cannot be killed."

Tang Zhen swung his knife again and chopped down another monk to the ground, as if he were trampling an ant to death.

"madman……!"

The stall owner looked at Tang Zhen blankly, his body was as limp as mud, and his face was full of despair.


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