"What do you want?" The copper-faced man's voice was very deep, as if he was still deliberately concealing his identity.
The fat man turned around with a puzzled expression on his face, and then patted his head:
"Hey, bro, don't overthink the trouble you're making. You two are our big clients, so I was thinking about arranging the safest way for you, so the time was delayed a bit."
The fat man explained it well, but the copper-faced man was unmoved.
"Big client, hehe..." The copper-faced man snorted: "The Soul Burial Flower transaction will definitely not be less than 10 million, they all left before me."
Zuo Dao, who seemed to be an outsider on the side, caught the other party's words and secretly wrote down the "quotes".
The fat man’s face almost wrinkled together:
"Hey, brother, don't worry..."
Before the fat man could continue to explain, the bronze-faced man raised his hand.
Zuo Dao saw the opponent's fingers surrounding circles one after another, and then turned into a light shuttle and shot directly towards the fat man's eyebrows!
With a puff, the fat man fell down with a look of shock on his face.
"Just like that?" Zuo Dao thought speechlessly.
He had thought about many possibilities, and naturally thought about this situation, but he did not expect that the copper-faced man would react so violently, and that the fat man would die so simply.
"This is a pain for me, you damn fat man..." Zuo Dao was speechless.
At this time, the bronze-masked man looked towards Zuodao, his eyes showing no emotion under the mask.
The hand with which the copper-faced man used the winding technique was aimed at the left path, and the other hand made a move:
"Bring the stuff, I won't kill you."
Seeing this, Zuo Dao "hurriedly" took out his things and handed over the materials he bought.
No one noticed that there was a paper spirit attached to the spiritual material.
And, behind the opponent, there is a small paper man hidden. If the opponent wants to do something wrong, the copper-faced man will be greeted with a precise backstab.
The copper-faced man who got the thing disappeared into the secret passage without saying a word.
"They all want to take advantage of others..." Zuo Dao thought in a funny way. He has always been the only one to do this...
He glanced at the fat man's body and was thinking about how long it would take before he caught up with him, but he found that the fat man's body began to disappear gradually.
"Even Zhi Ling's spiritual vision was deceived. After all, the current spiritual vision is too low-level..." This scene made Zuo Dao narrow his eyes slightly and think of a possibility.
Suddenly, the paper spirit in Zuo Dao noticed something, and a figure appeared on the wall of the secret passage. It turned out to be the fat man who was supposed to be dead. This fat man was not wearing a mask.
When he saw Zuo Dao, regret flashed across his eyes, as if he was saying why you didn't die in his hands. The fat man looked at Zuo Dao, and said with an angry and righteous expression:
"I didn't expect something like this to happen to me, Fatty. Don't worry, brother, I'll go get it back for you. Wait for me here!"
Regarding the fat man's words, he was like a mirror, but he still had to adopt a tone of fear:
"You...are not dead?"
The fat man smiled and didn't explain, and chased after the copper-masked man in a flash.
Not long after the other party disappeared, the spiritual vision of the paper spirit in Zuo Dao's body was fully opened, and he walked slowly and unhurriedly in the direction where they disappeared. After a while, he found that the surroundings seemed to be unchanged.
"It seems to be a ritual in this world. It is very different from the fog ritual, but it is also very strange." Zuo Dao thought and looked around:
"But it's a good thing it's not the mist ritual, otherwise I would have suspected that I had some indissoluble bond with that guy."
Seeing a situation similar to that of a ghost breaking into a wall, his heart moved, and a nameless guidance came to his heart. During the previous robbery of the copper-faced man, Zuo Dao took advantage of the situation and attached a paper spirit to it.
Out of caution, Zuo Dao did not let the paper man become too active rashly.
Therefore, I can only vaguely feel that there seems to be a fierce battle over there.
At the end of the secret passage, a fat man and a copper-faced man were fighting madly.
The bronze-faced man fired a series of light shuttles in his hand, while the fat man seemed to have endless clones appearing one after another.
One fell, and the other came again. When he got close to the bronze-masked man, he directly hit him with a hard fist, which made the other person very uncomfortable.
"I underestimated you. I didn't expect that the entire nightclub would be within the scope of your ritual. However, this simple ritual doubles the operating consumption. How long can you persist?"
The mask of the bronze-masked man was knocked off not long ago, revealing a dark face that had been beaten by the sun and rain. He had been fighting here for a long time.
Both sides were helpless for a while, or in other words, each was afraid of the other's hidden trump card. In battles in this world, it was rare for them to be entangled and fight until dawn.
Most of the time, the superiority and inferiority are determined in a short period of time, and every movement and judgment will determine life or death.
At this time, the fat man transformed into a silhouette. Although he was smiling, the fatigue on his face could not be concealed.
"Brother, you broke our fat man's rules first. Not only did you kill people, you also committed robbery. How could I let you succeed, fat man!"
The copper-faced man sneered. He didn't want to reply to such nonsense, and immediately raised his hand to continue attacking.
For a moment, there was another fight on the field, and just as the copper-faced man destroyed the fat man's clone again, he spoke again.
"Do you really think that you wild people can become gods if you have a ritual?" He said indifferently, his words seemed to be disdainful of the fat man, and even the venue and everyone in this meeting.
After speaking, he clasped his hands together, and the flowing light around his body formed several runes. They shot out in all directions, causing ripples to appear all around him.
Then the fat man screamed, and all his clones dissipated, and his true form stumbled out in a corner of the void, with tattered and twisted clothes and blood stains.
"Isn't it coming out now?" The bronze-faced man whose mask was blown away sneered, raised his hand and fired a light shuttle.
The fat man's expression changed, he took out a handful of something that looked like dirt from his pocket and shook it, saying something silently in his mouth!
The soil scattered in the air turned into floating stone shields, making a dull 'bang' sound, and the fat man once again saved the day.
"There are many ways, ha..." the copper-faced man said with narrowed eyes.
"Fuck you uncle, you are so arrogant as a fleeing man in trouble!"
The fat man who blocked the next move cursed loudly. It was obvious that he already knew the opponent's identity, so he had other thoughts, but he didn't expect that things would become difficult.
The two of them were so tense that no one noticed that the little paper man had come here to hide and peek. It watched everything on the scene with relish, and the fat man's ritual failed to find the erroneous paper man.
The copper-masked man did not respond with words at this time. He raised his hand and fired several light shuttles to give his response. Because the fat man's ritual was interfered by the copper-masked man, he could no longer hide himself as before, and for a while the fat man became extremely embarrassed.
Suddenly, the bronze-faced man suddenly sprinted forward, and a new wave of spells appeared in his other hand. His hand was covered by a cone of light, turning it into a melee weapon that could both attack and defend, and then stabbed him close to his body!
Upon seeing this, the fat man screamed and ran away wildly in the venue!
"Fat Master, I fucking hate this kind of person the most!"
As he ran, he threw out self-defense items. These items either turned into shields for defense, or scattered in the air and turned into flying sand and rocks to hit the bronze-faced man. At this time, the fat man looked like a low-profile version of the Taoist Master with Duobao in the World.
During the chase, the copper-masked man relied on the thick light cone in his hand to neutralize most of the fat man's attack and defense. After hearing the other party's words, the copper-masked man twitched the corner of his mouth as if he was mocking.
When the fat man turned around to observe again, his figure paused for a moment, and the bronze-faced man suddenly raised his light cone hand, and the light cone shot straight through like an arrow.
It turns out that this is not just for close combat.
"Fuck!" The fat man suddenly felt like he was dead.
Seeing that he could not escape, the fat man's face turned grim. The fat all over his body shrank visibly, his skin also wrinkled, and blood continued to ooze from his eyes.
The runes that the copper-faced man had been standing around, interfering with Fatty's abilities, all collapsed under his explosion.
Fatty regained control of his ritual after paying a price that looked weird to outsiders!
Just when the lasing light cone was about to open a big hole in Fatty's body, the space in front of Fatty changed. After the light cone submerged into the space, it closed directly, as if it had been teleported to other places and resolved.
The fat man, whose breath was falling sharply, didn't say a word after doing this. He pulled to the side, and a crack appeared immediately, and the person got directly in.
Immediately afterwards, the surrounding scene at the end of the dark passage changed and turned into one of the private rooms in the nightclub.
The fat man ran away without any hesitation.
It turned out that they had left the secret passage a long time ago, but everything had changed the environment due to the ritual power used by Fatty.
The copper-faced man looked around cautiously and planned to leave quickly.
After all, the nightclub is the fat man's territory. Although the other party has escaped now, he doesn't know how far he can go, and whether he will use the pretext of "reporting" to call wildly and let his former colleagues come to talk to him about the past.
Just when he was about to leave, a chill came over him!
Pfft——
