C290 (1/2)

Zou Feng was lying beside the rubbish heap at the entrance of a dark alley like a dead dog. His clothes were torn one by one and his whole body was injured. Beside him was an empty inferior wine bottle.

When the house was gone, Wu Na abandoned him. Even the wild dogs on the side of the road did not let him go and bit him for a while. At this time, Zou Feng is a desperate drunkard, even worse than garbage. All this blame others, only blame his shameless cheat Fang Yuanyuan, meet again still don't repent, more shameless blackmail Fang Yuanyuan's kindness, will come to such an end.

”Boy, do you want to have the best martial arts, the most beautiful woman in the world, and become a famous young man who can be as rich as the world?” Suddenly a broken Gong like voice came from the side.

”Who?” When Zou Feng looked up, he saw a man in a black robe with his head and face wrapped in a black scarf, standing three meters away from him like a ghost.

”Don't ask who I am, you just have to answer yes or no.” The man in black continued to speak darkly.

”Think, I think, I think, I think I want to have the best martial arts. I want to play women all over the world. I want to kill Chen shisan! ” Zou Feng screamed hysterically.

It's all the desperation under the stimulation of alcohol. People with a little normal consciousness are either afraid or treat the black robed man as a madman. They can't believe him.

But when he called out this sentence, the black robed man's eyes even emitted a green light. Zou Feng suddenly fainted after seeing the green light and didn't know anything.

Then something more strange happened. With a wave of the black robe's hand, Zou Feng stood up straight. The black robe man walked in front of him, and he followed him step by step. Just like the corpse chaser in the TV series, he was taken farther and farther by the black robe man.

In a dark basement, there is no furniture. The only feature is concealment. It is more than ten meters deep underground. After a heavy iron door is locked from the outside, only the 15 watt light bulb on the top of the basement shows a little vitality.

But what they are doing inside is terrifying. Zou Feng kneels in front of the black robed man, and their clothes remain the same. Even Zou Feng's rotten vegetable leaves in the garbage are still hanging on his shoulders.

The black robed man raised his hands flat to the top of Zou Feng's head, and suddenly clapped his palm on the top of Zou Feng's head. The other hand grabs out of thin air, unexpectedly appears a red figure, the figure is very fuzzy, but still can see him struggling in despair.

If Chen shisan could recognize it, it would be red Mao who was imprisoned by him in the military camp. Of course, this is not Hongmao himself, but his soul. Before he died, his soul was captured by the man in black robe out of thin air. This evil skill, let alone seeing it, even sounds frightening to death.

Red Mao's soul struggled desperately, but it didn't work at all in the hands of the black robed man. In his hands, the soul was stretched a little bit, and finally became a line. Along the arm of the black robed man, from left hand to right hand, it was poured into Zou Feng's head.

With the injection of red hair's soul, Zou Feng's eyes become red, his body is slowly expanding, and his whole body exudes fury.