Zhan Changfeng walked past all the hustle and bustle and walked toward a remote place. After a while, someone followed him with his head bent and a breath-holding charm attached to his body. She sat on the alley wall and watched. The man also realized that something was wrong and muttered, "
Why is the feeling getting stronger and stronger?"
Why is it stronger?
Of course it's because I'm close to her.
Zhan Changfeng silently choked him from behind, and she pulled out layers of memories. She also knew why she didn't notice that someone had given her a tracking spell. It turned out that their second boss was a spell master, so that was
It's not a tracking technique, it's a curse. This curse itself is harmless, weak in power, and will not be noticed. It was used by this group of robbers as a tracking method.
It's just that the stalker's memory only has the method of sensing the curse, but there is no method to remove it. Zhan Changfeng has never been exposed to curses, so it was quite difficult to deal with it for a while.
However, cursing generally requires obtaining the blood, birth date, or personal clothing of the cursed person. Otherwise, unless you are a master of spells, it will be difficult to cause substantial harm to the cursed person. If the second master named Kan Quezi is really a master, she
I can no longer stand here intact.
In this case, there is nothing to worry about.
Zhan Changfeng broke the neck of the person who was watching. At the same time, three or two people who were watching in the distance were also attacked by their souls and died silently.
There was a lively atmosphere in a tavern on West Street. Some people were standing on stools, holding wine jars in one hand and playing guessing games with the other. Others took off their clothes and poured wine with their heads raised, and the wine flowed down the corners of their mouths, chins, and onto their chests covered with tattoos.
, there were two people sitting in the east corner, talking in a low voice. One of them was sitting tall and tall, with a majestic face and a beard. The other was relatively weak, with protruding stork bones, sunken cheeks, and shrewd eyes.
Someone else was fiddling with the abacus and placed a jar of wine on the tray of the waiter who had just come out of the kitchen.
The waiter was a round-faced girl with double buns. She struggled to hold up a tray to distribute food and wine among a group of strong men and strong women. Her butt was touched several times but she didn't dare to say a word. Her face turned red and her eyes were moist.
It caused a lot of laughter.
With a creak, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and the laughter stopped abruptly. The people in the hall stopped drinking, silenced their voices, and stared at the door, as if a ferocious beast had invaded their territory, and the atmosphere was tense.
The man at the door was a young man, not too tall, wearing black clothes, with empty hands, and a not-so-good face, the kind that would never be found again if thrown into a sea of people.
However, when she stood there, she seemed to have the power to stand tall on the sky and the earth. This power came down like a mountain and flooded her, making people dare not move rashly.
She glanced around indifferently and walked towards the table in the east corner. Someone stood up and stopped in front of her. But before she could speak, she was caressed away by her. It was more like waving his sleeves than a caress.
The man then flew out and hit people, tables, wine and pillars, bang! Hanging upside down on the wall, his body was covered in blood and flesh!
There was deathly silence after the people fell back on their horses. Everyone was frightened and they sacrificed their weapons one after another.
He has a beard. A weak man is calm and calm.
Zhan Changfeng sat down on a bench and raised his eyelids, "I heard that you are interested in my wealth?"
"Hahaha, how brave you are!" Beard picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, then slapped it on the table. The momentum of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen poured out, making the table tremble under his palms. How dare you
Find their nest alone!
"Do you think you can get out after you've entered here?" The weak man's words sounded like a commonplace, and his threat was fully evident. When he saw that the people who were following him didn't come back, he knew that he had exposed his trap and was discovered by this person. The original plan was to trample on it.
Click, find a remote place to do it, and now the people will come directly to your door.
Zhan Changfeng, "When there is a problem, it naturally needs to be solved. I am here to find a solution."
The bearded and frail people looked at each other and wondered whether this guy was arrogant or stupid.
Hu Hong said in a loud voice, "Look, you are also aware of current affairs. We are just asking for money. If you hand over the 30 million, we may let you go!"
"No," Zhan Changfeng said calmly without any emotion on his face, "You hand over the spell master and compensate me for the thirty million lost time, and I will let you go."
Bearded Qi Le, the whole table turned into crumbs under the exertion, and the wine jar crashed to the ground, splashing on the clothes of the three of them, and the strong aroma of wine overflowed.
People in the lobby gathered around and were ready!
The people sitting on the three benches still didn't make any movements. The palms of their bearded and fan-shaped hands were slapped on their thighs, "A certain person has been operating in this gambling city for decades. There are many informants in the city and many friends. If you are obedient, you can still
It's easy to say, otherwise even if you escape today, you will never get out of the city gate."
Zhan Changfeng seemed as if he hadn't heard anything, "Who is the curse master?"
"So what if I am!" The weak man looked directly at her, "Fellow Taoist, you dare to sit in front of a spell master, how brave you are!"
She had seen the memory of the stalker, and of course she knew that this person was their second boss, Kan Quezi, and that the beard was their first boss, Xiong Sanhu. At this time, Kan Quezi dared to look directly at her, so she responded.
,"The same to you."
Soul imprisonment!
Kan Quezi's consciousness fell into confusion, his soul was imprisoned, and his eyes were dull.
Xiong Sanhu had a stern look on his face, he had already prepared his tricks secretly. Where did this person come from? He actually easily restrained the second master.
"Now we can have a good chat. Do you want money or people?"
Damn it, this guy's robbery hit him on the head!
Xiong Sanhu was backed by the strength of many years of operation and foundation building. Even though he was worried about the outcome of life and death, he refused to give in at all. He smiled fiercely and said, "Since you are here, let's have a drink first and have a good chat. Bring us the wine!"
The round-faced girl was pushed out and approached timidly holding a wine jar.
Xiong Sanhu picked up two unbroken large bowls from the ground and spat out one word, "Pour!"
The two wine bowls were filled, and he raised his arm and stretched one bowl in front of Zhan Changfeng. Zhan Changfeng glanced at the wine inside, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he didn't take it.
Xiong Sanhu spat, smashed the bowl, drank the other bowl, smashed it again, pulled the round-faced girl over, pushed her onto his lap, grabbed the wine jar, raised his head and drank a sip, his posture was quite bold.
, completely ignoring Zhan Changfeng, "Anyone who dares to threaten me is not even born yet! Your ruthlessness deserves to be looked at in a different light. Why not join our industry? Not only can this person give you help, but the second boss can also help you."
You do it!”
"You have a good idea, but the truth is different."
"Hmph, you think you can walk out of Hanxue City on your own, what can you rely on for someone whose appearance is changing?" Xiong Sanhu hugged the round-faced girl, put his hand into her collar and kneaded it wantonly, his eyes
She also closed her head, as if smelling the fragrance of her hair. The round-faced girl was so embarrassed that she couldn't break free, gritting her teeth.
Zhan Changfeng's expression remained unchanged. This man seemed to behave wildly, but he used the round-faced girl to block his own body and avoid looking at her. At the same time, it was undoubtedly his fault to do such a thing in front of the girl.
Putting pressure on her, who is also a woman.
But it was strange that there was such a girl in the robber's den, so she took another look at the round-faced girl.
The round-faced girl pressed her troubled hands on her chest in vain, her eyes not daring to wander elsewhere. An occasional low moan caused ripples in the tense atmosphere. Some random people whistled and shouted, "As expected."
It’s the boss.”
Xiong Sanhu took a sneak peek at Zhan Changfeng, only to find that she seemed to turn a blind eye and that she had run into a troublesome person secretly. The people who got around in the street were afraid of people like this who were barefoot and reckless and had no sympathy at all. Bah, this person didn't even have any sense of shame.