Chapter 122 (1/2)
Qi Yun's body emerged, frowned slightly and looked at the broken meat on the ground.
It's too heavy to confiscate.
Unfortunately, dozens of points have been.
However, the three Taibao also exceeded their expectations, and there was an extraordinary person behind them.
No wonder he was able to kill so many young heroes without being discovered.
The forces of all parties in Hongtian city were mixed, and indeed exceeded their expectations.
The heavy rain was dense and splashed in the water, which washed the blood and water on the ground not long ago, leaving only broken meat.
Qi Yun noticed that no one was peeping. His body was vertical and quickly disappeared here.
After killing the three Taibao, he also asked one thing.
Is elder Fang trying to deal with himself?
What does this person have against himself?
Qi Yun thought in his heart and disappeared into the night.
…
In the boundless night, the rainstorm soon stopped.
Flower Lane Street.
A drunken middle-aged man was thrown out of the drunken flower building by several turtles. He was punched and kicked for a while and said evil words to each other.
”Shit, how dare you come without money? You can't die! ”
”Come back next time and break your leg!”
Bang bang!
A burst of kicks, the middle-aged man was beaten black and blue.
After several turtles left, the middle-aged man got up from the ground and said, ”Damn it, when I develop in the future, I will send you all to the palace as eunuchs...”
Suddenly, a strange light projected from the dark, shaking his eyes a little uncomfortable.
The middle-aged man covered his eyes, showed doubt, and walked out towards the front.
A bronze mirror the size of a head. I don't know who left it here.
The patterns are winding, the style is simple, and the faint cold light is shining.
The middle-aged man grabbed the bronze mirror in his hand and said suspiciously, ”who threw the mirror? What a beautiful mirror...”
He looked at the mirror and gradually became obsessed with it. His palms whirled, as if he saw his beloved woman and couldn't help feeling pity.
The halo flickered on the mirror, and a strange face emerged.
”Want wealth? I can meet all your requirements, money? beauty? power and influence? All can satisfy you... ”
His face had a funny smile.
The middle-aged man looked more crazy and said, ”yes, I want to sell all the turtles to the palace...”
He seemed distracted and walked away.
…
Changting street.
A gambler came out of a gambling house swearing and swearing that the gambling house would cheat. Anyone else could win money. When it was his turn, he kept losing.
The owner of this gambling house is definitely aimed at himself.
”Shit, I'm going to set fire at night and burn you all. A group of dogs dare to shade me.”
The gambler kept scolding.
While walking, there was a dazzling light in front of him, which made him feel uncomfortable.
The gambler covered his eyes, walked over and scolded, ”what the hell?”
He bent down to pick up the things on the ground. It was a mirror with patterns and simple style, which clearly reflected his face.
”What a beautiful mirror.”
The gambler's palm couldn't help dancing, and his eyes seemed obsessed.
The halo on the surface of the mirror flickered, and soon a different face appeared with a strange smile.
”Want wealth? I can meet any of your requirements, money? beauty? power and influence? All can satisfy you... ”
”OK, I want it all, I want it all.”
The gambler seemed distracted and whispered.
…
Qingliu street.
An angry man was beating a weak girl, curling up the girl in the corner, dying, and couldn't support it.
”You little bitch, eat me and drink me. I asked you to do something. You can't do it. You can't do it. You bitch, I'll kill you. If I don't kill you, you don't have a long memory. Damn it, pour hot water on my head. If I don't kill you today, I'll have your mother's last name!”
The angry man kicked and scolded.
Next to him was a six or seven year old boy, laughing and jumping.
”Beating people, beating people, it's fun, it's fun, kill her, kill her, I want to see you kill her alive...”
The child smiled excitedly.
”Come on, master, don't fight. It's really dead. You'll do the work at home?”
A middle-aged woman's voice came from inside.