On a street in New York City, at night, under the dim street lights, there were no businesses around, and no pedestrians on the road. The empty street fell into a deathly silence. There were only one or two passers-by, all of them hurried on their way, fearing that Something bad will happen to you in the next second.
A figure wearing a large black sweatshirt quietly walked out from behind the city hospital. His head was lowered and covered in the hood of the sweatshirt. His appearance could not be seen clearly. His hands were also in the pockets of the sweatshirt, and he was walking casually on the street. Walk slowly.
When passing a corner, four young gangsters in front of them were wandering around in the street.
Suddenly, the four gangsters saw the man who was walking alone with his head lowered. They winked at each other and walked towards the man together. When they got closer, they started to curse and push the man. From the words that were constantly uttered, one word was extremely clear, Money!
The man didn't dodge, and allowed the few gangsters to push him around. He didn't speak or fight back, even though he knew that these gangsters were robbing him for drug use, even though he had a lot of cash in his pocket.
"Oh, FUCK!"
"Oh! Shit!"
"..."
I don't know which gangster accidentally removed the man's hood. When they saw the appearance of the man in front of them, they all seemed to have seen a ghost. They screamed in anger and kicked back.
Just because the man only had half of his face, and half of his mouth had a playful smile, and the other half was completely covered in gray mist, which seemed to be surging slightly with the breeze on the street...
"F**K!"
"boom!"
A young gangster couldn't stand the fear in his heart, so he took out the pistol stuck behind his back, cursed to strengthen his courage, and pulled the trigger with a trembling hand. The muzzle of the gun flashed, and a bullet rushed out of the chamber.
The distance between the two people was only a few meters, and it was reasonable to say that the monster that looked like a human and a ghost could not be avoided. However, the man just tilted his neck slightly, and saw the bullet pass through the gray mist and shoot. On the light pole on the side of the street.
"Hehe~~ This country is better. You can kill people without any scruples, and no one will investigate you even if you die..."
Zhang Haoyu tilted his head, looking at the crescent moon in the sky, and suddenly looked down at the four gangsters. Half of his face instantly became extremely excited and ferocious, his eyes widened suddenly, and the corners of his grinned mouth were full of desire. The saliva fell from his body, and he looked like a demon from hell.
"die……"
With a low moan like a demon echoing in the street, Zhang Haoyu waved his hand and fired four waves of corpse energy into the bodies of the four gangsters. In just a moment, the four gangsters collapsed to the ground without making a sound.
"The corpse demon transforms!"
Zhang Haoyu shouted low, waved his hand and released a large piece of gray corpse energy that enveloped the four gangsters. Within a few dozen breaths, the corpse energy could be seen to have grown a bit, and was then taken back into the body by Zhang Haoyu.
After doing all this, Zhang Haoyu lifted up his hood as if nothing had happened and continued walking forward. Behind him, the four corpses were like mummies, and their essence and flesh were eroded and refined by the corpse energy.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and the four corpses turned into a burst of powder and scattered on the ground. It was unknown where they would be blown by the wind.
"Buzz...buzz...!"
Walking on the street, the phone in his pocket vibrated. After Zhang Haoyu took out the phone, he frowned: "Being picked up by Long Xiaohai?"
After pondering for a while, Zhang Haoyu casually got into a car on the side of the road and drove straight to a remote suburb. After arriving at a farm, he stopped the car and walked into a medieval castle deep in the forest behind.
This castle is the one where Lester Victor first met Hu Mingxian and Ji Linyue, and it is called the Dark Night Castle.
Nowadays, the Dark Night Castle is very different from the last time Hu Mingxian came here. From the outside, there may not be much visible. If there are practitioners, they will be able to detect the gloomy and cold atmosphere surrounding the castle. breath.
Sometimes the wind blows, which can make people feel a chill in their hearts, as if there are evil spirits surrounding them, and the sound of the wind is like the chanting of evil spirits...
After entering the castle, Zhang Haoyu went straight to the tallest castle in the deepest part, pushed the door open and entered.
There was an old man sitting on the sofa in the hall of the castle, wearing a black suit and a neatly styled classical hairstyle. Who else could he be if he wasn't Lester Victor?
If Hu Mingxian saw this scene, I am afraid he would be shocked.
No matter what he thought, he probably would never have imagined that Lester Victor, who helped China rescue tens of thousands of children, would actually collude with Zhang Haoyu.
It is true that Lester did his best to help China rescue children, but as the number of rescues increased, he saw more and more bloodthirsty demons, especially when Hu Mingxian asked him to swallow the blood of the bloodthirsty demons. Hu Mingxian used the True Flame of Virtual Reality to refine the violent and bloodthirsty power in his blood, leaving him with only the purest power. However, it was this power that surpassed the ancient martial arts that made Lester's state of mind unknowingly change. Something has changed.
After returning from China, within just two days, Lester could not suppress his inner desire. After all, vampires rely on sucking blood to increase their strength, not to mention, they suck the blood of a bloodthirsty demon.
This kind of blood power may not be a big deal in the eyes of real practitioners such as Hu Mingxian and Ji Linyue, but for vampires like Lester, it is nothing less than a treasure of genius. It is no longer possible to suppress the inner desire for blood. Desire, and the state of mind of a warrior who wants to enter a higher world of practice.
On the other hand, since the Zhang family was destroyed by Hu Mingxian, the Black Flame Blood Skeleton Organization was also eliminated by Hu Mingxian's people, and all the Zhang family's industries were completely destroyed and bankrupted by Tianlan Company. Neither human nor financial resources are enough. Support Zhang Haoyu to collect corpse energy everywhere.
However, even now, the influenza has spread in country M for a long time, and the number of deaths has reached tens of thousands, and the number is still rising. It would take Zhang Haoyu a lot of time to collect the corpse aura scattered everywhere.
It was not until the Kunlun Military Region implemented the 'Demon Hunting' plan that Zhang Haoyu returned to China under the instruction of his master. As a foreigner, he could participate in such a confidential plan of the Kunlun Military Region. Lester soon came into Zhang Haoyu's sight.
Originally, Zhang Haoyu was thinking about killing Lester in order to destroy the Kunlun Military Region's plan. However, after investigating the Lester family, he discovered that not only was the Lester family rich, but Lester had also gotten better and better during the rescue process. The desire for strength.
He knew that Lester wanted to step into the world of practitioners...
One side has money and people, but lacks the cultivation skills, and the other side has no money and no one, but has the skills. This is simply a 'match made in heaven'!
Zhang Haoyu simply contacted Lester secretly and directly, saying that if the Lester family could mobilize their power to collect corpse energy for him, they would promise to give him a practice technique after he repaired his body. It was really a piece of cake for Sturt, and the two parties hit it off immediately.
Seeing Zhang Haoyu walk in, he reached out and handed over a glass of pure red wine and said: "Mr. Zhang, when I came back from China, Hu Mingxian's injury had not recovered. It seems that Ji Linyue was unable to restore his body."
After taking a look at Lester, Zhang Haoyu did not hesitate on this issue and asked: "Did you see Hu Mingxian being picked up by Long Xiaohai?"
Lester said: "That's true. When we just left his villa, Long Xiaohai's helicopter arrived."
"Does the Long family have a way to repair that bastard's body?" After muttering to himself, Zhang Haoyu looked at Lester and asked, "How are you collecting the things I want?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang. When we were still in China, I had already arranged for people to collect them for you. Currently, we have collected thousands of the jade boxes you gave us, and they will be delivered tomorrow morning." Lester road.
Zhang Haoyu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, you go and have a rest first. I'll think about something alone."
"OK."
Lester raised his glass and drank it all before leaving the castle.
Standing in the empty garden of the castle, Zhang Haoyu lowered his head and pondered secretly...
Since the Zhang family's ancestral home and Inner Mongolia experienced Hu Mingxian's powerful power twice, Zhang Haoyu no longer thinks about avenging Hu Mingxian's severed limbs, at least on earth, and more importantly, how to survive... …
He is also aware of the various sins he has committed. Not to mention that Hu Mingxian will not let him go. His master may abandon him at any time.
As the most outstanding genius of the Zhang family for hundreds of years, Zhang Haoyu was not stupid. He could clearly sense that his master did not care about him very much, but instead respected Hu Mingxian even more, which made him feel wary.
This vigilance did not originate from Hu Mingxian. It had sprouted in his heart as early as when his master told him that he must obtain that thing. However, the appearance of Hu Mingxian made this vigilance completely stronger.
In the final analysis, he himself would not trust anyone, but only his own intuitive judgment.
Now it seems that his intuitive judgment was not wrong. If his master hadn't said that he was the key to starting the martial arts conference, his master might not have risked injury to save him when he was at the Zhang family's ancestral home.
But now, even if he opens up the Sea of Corpse Demon Souls, Zhang Haoyu doesn't think he has the power to defeat Hu Mingxian.
When the martial arts conference starts, Hu Mingxian and his group will definitely be present. If his master doesn't take action, he may have no way to survive...
If he wants his master to take action, he can only get that thing. Only if that thing is in his hands can it become his talisman and his master will save him.
Thinking of that thing, Zhang Haoyu couldn't help but think of another person, Xia Yuan!
He was sure that the last time he saw Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan must have obtained the information he wanted, but Xia Yuan did not give it to him. Otherwise, he might have achieved his goal now...
"Brother Yuan, you were unjust first, but don't blame me for being unkind!"
A hint of madness and cruelty crept onto half of Zhang Haoyu's face.
