Chapter 750 Western Suburbs Racecourse! The giant ape Tang Man is investigating!
Chapter 750: Western Suburbs Racecourse! The giant ape Tang Man is investigating!
As Li Feng walked into the racecourse, "Evil God" suddenly sighed:
“This place is really big!”
Hearing this, Li Feng suddenly became energetic and regained the feeling when his companion showed off to him, a rookie who had never been here before, and immediately replied:
"That's~~~"
His tone sounded as if he was the owner of this western suburbs racecourse.
Li Feng stretched out his hand and pointed:
"It's a zoo there. It displays rare animals from all over the mainland. But Lao Li, I haven't been there. Most of the people here are rich people who bring their children."
"There is a circus over there, and next to it is a story park. Well, there are usually a lot of people, so it's hard to queue up."
"The most open one in front, yes! It's the racecourse as big as the stadium. It's the predecessor of the racecourse in the western suburbs. There are performances and competitions every day."
"Evil God, you don't know! My friend said that once, several well-known rich people in Jiuzhou City came to the racecourse together, and each of them spent a lot of money. As a result, a beggar homeless man spent five copper yuan on random purchases that day.
I bought a horse racing ticket and ended up winning unexpectedly!”
"Win 146 gold yuan in one game! Haha, that's smoke coming out of the ancestral grave!"
"The homeless man became a millionaire and married a beautiful wife in her early 20s."
The evil god's voice was filled with disdain: "You believe this too?"
Li Feng suddenly became anxious when he saw that the other party didn't believe him despite his pretense:
"This is true! Everyone knows about the racecourse in the western suburbs!"
The Evil God sneered: "Even if this happens, it's just a marketing move."
"Marketing?" Li Feng was a little unfamiliar with this term, and asked after being stunned:
"Lord Evil God, what is marketing?"
There was a hint of ridicule in the evil god's voice: "It's just a story about a homeless man getting rich overnight at the Western Suburbs Racecourse, so that some fools can also want to get the luck of the protagonist in the story."
Li Feng immediately understood the meaning of "evil god", but he still refused to believe it and muttered in a low voice:
"You must have guessed."
"Haha." The evil god laughed and asked:
"Let's leave this matter alone. I just want to ask you, how is the homeless man doing now?"
When Li Feng heard this, he immediately stopped and looked thoughtful:
"I know this. That guy often came to gamble and lost most of the money he won. Well, it seems that he was deceived and lost all his money. His beautiful wife also ran away secretly."
"He hasn't appeared for a long time. I don't know if he is still alive."
The evil god suddenly laughed out loud: "Doesn't this explain the problem? The Western Suburbs Racecourse has recovered most of the marketing costs."
Li Feng was stunned when he heard the words. He didn't know why, but the more he thought about the evil god's words, the more reasonable he felt.
The evil god's voice was somewhat sighing: "Wealth that is too easy to obtain is often easier to squander. Later, even if the results are a little better, he will become a vagabond again."
"So what if the God of Luck favors him? He is a homeless man begging for a living. With his ability, he is not worthy of having so much wealth. So what if he is lucky? So what if he gets rich overnight? With his ability
He will definitely not be able to keep his wealth and will only return to his original appearance. This is the way of heaven."
Li Feng was thoughtful after hearing this.
This time he did not speak, but walked silently, walking a little heavily.
After walking along the road for a long time, this time it was the evil god who spoke first.
"Huh?"
Li Feng looked up and saw two guys in Supervision Bureau uniforms passing by, and then he spat fiercely:
"Black dog!"
This nickname of the inspector is widely circulated among the people. Mo Zhi vomited in his heart, but he suppressed the symbol hidden in Li Feng's body and remained silent until the two inspectors walked away before speaking.
asked:
"Why is there an inspection here? No, there is a black dog? Isn't this the property of the Webster family? If I remember correctly, the Webster family should not be in the same group as the inspection office."
The Webster family is a radical faction represented by the Prime Minister. They advocate the use of Talisman and are committed to eliminating Pandora's influence on the federal government. These factors inevitably determine that the Inspectorate, as a subsidiary agency of Pandora, is incompatible with the radical faction, and even has constant friction.
But right now, this situation is not quite right! Mobi can clearly feel the talismans of these two people. One is red level, the other is orange level. Neither of them can escape, and they are punishers, and
Looking at the two people walking side by side but casually, they looked more like patrol guards at the western suburbs racecourse than coming to investigate some case.
Li Feng was quick to speak and said immediately:
"Master Evil God, don't you even know this? This is really my first time at the Western Suburbs Racecourse."
"This is the territory of the Jiuzhou City Inspectorate. Well, I mean this is indeed the property of the Webster family, but it has always been guarded by the Inspectorate. They send special personnel and teams to take charge of the security here!"
"Indeed." The evil god's voice came.
After Mobi heard what Li Feng said, he immediately read his relevant memory contents to make sure that he was not lying.
This place is really covered by the Inspectorate!
Li Feng chuckled: "Since Lord Evil God doesn't know, then I'll explain it to you. I'm a frequent visitor here!"
"In our western suburbs racecourse, I think there are three types of people who cannot afford to offend!"
"Oh?" Mo Zhi was very interested in what he said.
Of course, he was not only concerned about the problem itself. The three types of people he could not offend were nothing to him. What he was more concerned about was the phenomenon that occurred when Li Feng said this.
He can use Fuyuan to check Li Feng's memory at any time. In other words, Li Feng is like a computer filled with movies, and he can read all the movie archives instantly.
However, Mo Dashengzi had no way to deal with Li Feng's thinking process. For example, he could not read the answer from the other party's memory on the topic he was talking about. Obviously, Li Feng also got the answer after his own thinking and summary.
The conclusion of these "three kinds of people".
In his memory, it does not directly show who these three people are, or even if there are some clues, it is impossible to determine the conclusion he is about to analyze and speak out.
If we use this analogy, Mu Zhi can read all the data on the hard drive of Li Feng's computer, but can do nothing about the operation of the software in his computer.
This is probably the complexity of intelligent creatures like humans. You can understand all the memories in his consciousness, but you are not sure what he will do next. Maybe an abnormal excitement of nerves, maybe a stubborn thought, will
Let his real-life stress behavior break away from his original habits.
This is easy to understand. For example, the anger that breaks out suddenly after being suppressed for a long time is unpredictable. You can never be sure which second it will explode!
Perhaps, this is one of the disadvantages of the mind-dread ability. Mu Bo came to such a conclusion and felt that he had a deeper understanding of his own abilities.
After finishing this thought, Mo Zhi took back his thoughts. At this time, Li Feng had already finished his answer, and the Great Sage Mo could look back at it from his memory.
Li Feng said:
"The first type of person who can't be offended at this western suburbs racecourse is the racetrack security guards in black uniforms, called Black Hands! These people. Well, these people are all thugs of the Webster family. They are all equipped with guns and are very skilled.
Very clever."
"In this racecourse, no one who causes trouble will be taken care of by these black hands."
"Secondly, there are those dignitaries who even Black Hand has to go out to greet and protect. Haha, it's easy to understand. People who can be protected by Black Hand personally are the ones valued by the Webster family."
"The third type is white shirts. I don't know much about these people, Lao Li. I just know that they seem to be the VIP customers of this racecourse. Once they enter the racecourse, they will be worn by the service staff to mark them.
white shirt"
"I don't know much about Bai Shi, Lao Li. I just heard from my friends that you must stay away from these people."
This is what Li Feng said when Holy Son Mo was thinking just now.
The word "black hand" touched an unpredictable nerve like lightning, and quickly connected him to last night's assassination.
The dead orange-level contractor was dressed in black, with thin black leather gloves on his hands.
Is he the black hand?
Unpredictable quickly got the answer from Li Feng's memory.
Li Feng has seen gangsters, and more than once. In a casino with a noisy environment and prone to trouble, there are quite a lot of gangsters.
They never speak easily, but stand silently like guards everywhere.
That's right, the orange-level contractor was wearing a black hand, and he was originally from the western suburbs racecourse!
This would undoubtedly further prove Mo Zhi's original guess - the other party just wanted to lure him here.
The clue is not only the identity tag that contains three hundred taels of silver, but also that the other party did not even change clothes that would reveal his identity.
Seemingly seeing no reaction from the "evil god", he even asked aloud:
"Evil God, are you listening?"
"Yes, yes!" Mo Zhi replied.
"The person in front is the one in white, outside the crowd." Li Feng shook his head and pointed in the direction of the "evil god", as if this being who could talk to him through the air was right next to him.
Mo Zhi followed his direction and looked over, but he was suddenly confused.
The direction Li Feng pointed was a monkey mountain in the adjacent zoo. In the distance, dozens of monkeys could be seen jumping up and down on the rockery in a huge iron cage.
The white clothes that Li Feng was talking about were sitting in the auditorium of Monkey Mountain. The angle between the two of them was just right so that they could see part of the auditorium through the iron bars. Among them, there was a person sitting in a sleeveless white shirt with a quilt on him. He was extremely tall.
A tall woman.
She sat there, occupying two seats by herself.
The reason why Mu Zhi's head is covered with black lines is because this person is the giant ape Tang Man.
As expected, this half-spirit-level venerable obeyed the orders of Second Young Master Qin and came to the western suburbs racecourse to help explore the way. However, no one could have imagined that this half-spirit would come in as a tourist without any scruples.
appearance.
That's right, Tang Man is half-spirited, so he doesn't have to worry about anyone threatening him in broad daylight.
Without even a hint of pretense, this is truly an open investigation!
Let's do some research.
Unpredictable and almost dumbfounded.
Moreover, as a half-spirit, Venerable Tang actually watched monkeys in the zoo, and looked at them with great interest, seeming to have forgotten the real purpose of coming here.
"Well" Evil God felt that his non-existent tongue was a little tied.
Li Feng thought he was surprised by the giant ape's stature, so he made a joke with a sneer on his face:
"This woman is really strong. I don't know if she has a husband, if so."
"His husband must be quite strong, otherwise he would have fallen apart."
"Haha." Mu Zhi laughed silently and ordered Li Feng:
"Move forward! Get a closer look at her."
Li Feng was a little surprised: "The evil god is interested in women?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Mo Zhi said casually.
Li Feng had agreed to the unpredictable conditions a long time ago, so of course he listened to him and immediately walked towards Monkey Mountain pretending to be a tourist.
I found a corner where I could hide my identity, and I could see more clearly this time. Venerable Tang was lying comfortably on his seat. Not only was he watching the relatives in the cage with great interest, he was also looking at them nonstop.
Put a banana in your mouth.
Unexpectedly, I feel like I have some enlightenment.
That’s right, the same kind!
Tang Man's title is "Giant Ape". Could it be that the sight of monkeys stems from a sense of closeness based on blood?
Or maybe this is Tang Banling's emotional obsession or something?
Mu Zhi lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, but suddenly his heart moved, and a bold idea came to his mind.
After thinking about it for two seconds, he looked through Li Feng's field of vision and locked his eyes on a vendor buying candy in the park, and then said to Li Feng:
"Go to that hawker and ask him to do something for you!"
"What to do?" Li Feng asked.
"Give him some money and ask him to send a message to that strong woman." Mo Zhi ordered carefully.
Li Feng was stunned and thought for more than ten seconds before murmuring:
"Evil God, it turns out you really like this type."
"Don't talk nonsense." Mu Zhi was speechless again.
Li Feng immediately stepped forward according to the instructions of Holy Son Mo. He only spent ten copper coins to get the vendor to agree happily, and the latter happily squeezed through the stands and went directly to Tang Man, who was half lying in the auditorium.
Unpredictability made Li Feng leave here and hide in a corner where Tang Man couldn't see. He squinted at Tang Banling's situation from a certain angle.
Under Tang Man's surprised expression, the vendor whispered something to her. Tang Man's huge body tensed up visibly, and the muscles on his body slowly emerged.
"What did you say, the Holy Son is here?" Tang Man grabbed the hawker's neck and shouted.
The vendor's face turned red and he quickly explained: "That's right. Someone asked me to send you a message. It said that the Holy Son is here."
"Let me go quickly! I'm dying."
Only then did Tang Man put him down, and while looking around the audience, he asked roughly:
"Who asked you to deliver the message?"
The vendor regained his ability to speak after a violent cough. He pointed downwards and scanned the crowd with his eyes, trying to find the real culprit who almost killed him with ten copper dollars.
However, he suddenly froze in place: "Huh? That person is gone."
