Zhan Changfeng passed by all the excitement and walked towards a remote place. After a while, someone followed him with his head tilted, and he had a breathing charm attached to his body. She sat on the alley wall and watched. The man also realized something was wrong and muttered, "Why is the induction getting stronger and stronger?"
Why is it stronger?
Of course it's because he's 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 detected. 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, and 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, hair, 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 could 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 is a tavern on West Street that has a lively atmosphere. Some people are standing on stools, holding wine jars in one hand and playing guessing games with the other. Some people have taken off their clothes and poured wine with their heads raised. The wine flows from the corners of their mouths and chins to 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. She had her butt touched several times but did not 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 looks like 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 the water, making people dare not move rashly.
She glanced around indifferently and walked towards the table in the east corner. Someone stepped forward 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, bloody and bloody!
There was a deathly silence after the people turned their backs on their horses. Everyone was frightened and they all took out their weapons.
The bearded and frail man is calm and composed.
Zhan Changfeng sat down on a bench and raised his eyelids, "I heard that you are interested in my wealth?"
"Hahaha, how brave!" Beard picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, then slapped it on the table. The momentum of Foundation Establishment 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 visible. 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 be more careful and find a remote place to do it, but now the people came directly to the door.
Zhan Changfeng said, "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 was reduced to 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, ready to go!
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. 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 Daoist, 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 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 has the backing of many years of business and foundation building. Even though he is worried about the life-and-death outcome, he refuses 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, took 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 new light. Why not join our industry? Not only can this person give you, but the second boss can also give you do!"
"You have a good idea, but it's a pity that it's 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 He was also closed, as if he was smelling the fragrance of her hair. The round-faced girl was embarrassed but couldn't break free, gritting her teeth.
Zhan Changfeng's expression remained unchanged. This man seemed to be behaving wildly, but he used the round-faced girl to block his own body and avoid looking at her. At the same time, he was undoubtedly doing such a thing to this girl in front of her. 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 secretly encountered a troublesome person. The people who got around on the street were afraid of people like this who acted barefoot and had no sympathy. Bah, this person didn't even have any sense of shame.
