When Zhang Yunxian woke up, it was already dawn.

The cultivation method of transforming spirits that Xiao pointed out to him in his dream was indeed a little too unbelievable for him.

Until the bread "snorted" and ran to him with his feeder in his mouth, clamoring to eat, Zhang Yunxian still felt groggy in his head.

"Snowflakes fluttering, the north wind is ......"

Zhang Yunxian, who hadn't used the phone for a long time, suddenly heard his mobile phone ringing, and was a little surprised, could it be Liu Kai?

Glancing at the caller card, it wasn't.

"Hello, Mr. Night Man!" A middle-aged man's deep voice came from the other end of the phone, very unfamiliar, and the anger in his heart seemed to be suppressed in his voice.

Zhang Yunxian didn't speak, but his mind quickly turned, called my personal number, and knew that I was a night man?

The other party didn't seem to mind Zhang Yunxian's silence, and said to himself: "After killing so many people, are you still alive calmly?"

Seeking revenge?

"Who are you?" Zhang Yunxian flashed a few names in his mind, recalling the general situation of those who died at his hands.

"I'm the one who asked for your life! Do you think that if you find the Crescent Moon Group as a backer, you can write off all the murders you made?" the middle-aged man shouted angrily.

"What do you want?" The other party actually knew about the Crescent Moon Group, Zhang Yunxian was a little shocked, and a little curious about what the other party was about.

"What do I want? Of course I want you to die! I want you to feel the pain of losing your loved ones!"

"It's a pity that I'm an orphan and I don't have any relatives in this world. ”

"Of course I know that you are an orphan, but Cheng Wushuang of the Cheng family should have a lot to do with you, right?"

"Cheng Wushuang, who is it?" Of course Zhang Yunxian didn't know, because he never asked the person he saved, who were you.

"You can pretend that you don't know, but she's in my hands now, don't say I didn't give you a chance, half an hour, if you can't make it to the Cloud Palace, just wait to see tomorrow's city headlines!" The middle-aged man seemed to have exhausted his patience, and hung up the phone directly without waiting for Zhang Yunxian to ask clearly.

Cheng Wushuang?Cloud Palace?

Zhang Yun thought hard for a while, and remembered that it seemed that he had saved a girl from Wang Peng and a few of them at that time, and they said that she was the new head of the Cloud Palace, could it be her?

However, the man on the phone said that Cheng Wushuang had a lot of relationship with him, what was going on?

No, I was wearing a mask at the time, and I wasn't even a side.

The other party was obviously coming for him, but how to involve Cheng Wushuang, Zhang Yunxian really couldn't figure it out for a while.

East of the city, the third floor of the Cloud Palace Club.

Cheng Wushuang collapsed limply on the sofa, motionless, her chest rising and falling slightly, showing that she had just fallen asleep.

There were two men standing in front of him, one of whom turned out to be Song Mingcheng, deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

The other one, wearing an army green camouflage uniform, a pair of cool sunglasses, a flat head and a square face, looks very sophisticated.

"Are you sure the Night Man will come to her rescue?" Song Mingcheng had just hung up the phone when he heard the man next to him ask him.

In fact, before the Crescent Moon Group, the Cheng family had more than once asked for a relationship and wanted to withdraw the wanted warrant for the night man, and Cheng Wushuang, a girl, personally came to the police station to inquire about the news, no less than three or four times. So if there is no friendship between the two of them, I will never believe it!"

Song Mingcheng felt very sure, and there was another point he didn't say, that is, he thought that a so-called hero like Yexia, who claimed to be the embodiment of justice, even if he didn't have any friendship with Cheng Wushuang, he was afraid that he would take the initiative to rescue him when he knew that the other party was in danger.

The hero is a cocooning idiot! But he needs the stupidity of the Night Man right now.

Song Mingcheng asked the man next to him with some unease: "Those two, have you arranged them all?" Although Night Man is hateful, his strength is indeed far beyond ordinary people, and your eldest brother Wu Tianbao is ......."

The corner of the camouflage man's mouth grinned, his mouth full of yellowed teeth was revealed under his sunglasses, and he said disdainfully: "Don't worry, I'm not my eldest brother's kind of half-bottle dangling handle, relying on a few broken pills to save face." Since the Crescent Group has approached you, I'm sure you've also asked someone about the nature of their organization, right?"

Song Mingcheng said "tsk" twice in his mouth, and said with emotion: "Those are all mysterious people who can touch the sky with their hands, and I only learned a little bit about it after inquiring around." ”

"Then do you know what they are doing when they come to Xijing this time?" asked the camouflage man with a smug face.

"Isn't it for the Night Man? If it weren't for their interference, I might have caught the Night Man a long time ago!" Song Mingcheng thought of the two men in suits of the Crescent Moon Group, and the attitude towards him in the office, he felt angry in his heart.

"Night Man is just one of them. ”

"What do you mean, they have other tasks?"

"That's right, you caught me!"

"Arrest you?" Song Mingcheng looked at the camouflage man puzzled, "Tianming, what did you do?

The camouflage man's name is Tianming, Wu Tianming, and the old Taoist who died in Zhang Yunxian's hands, the Taoist of Ziyunguan, is named Wu Tianbao.

"I poisoned one of the captains of the Crescent Crescent Group, whose name is Leng Qingqiu, and I suspect that they are in a hurry to find Night Man this time, probably to fill Leng Qingqiu's vacancy. After Wu Tianming said this, Song Mingcheng almost jumped up.

"Are you serious? Why didn't you say it earlier? Why didn't you run for your life and let me find a way to kill the Night Man together? I was killed by you, if the Night Man didn't die this time, I would be finished, and the revenge of the Crescent Moon Group was something that I could parry with the deputy chief of the police?"

Wu Tianming looked at Song Mingcheng, who seemed to have been bitten by a snake, showed a look of disdain behind his sunglasses, and said loudly: "I really don't know where the backbone of Old Man Song has gone? Look at yourself, the deputy director of the public security bureau of Xijing City, your father and nephew, were all killed by Night Hero, as a son of man and an uncle, shouldn't you always think about revenge for them?"

"Of course I want to, but first of all, I have to live, and living is more meaningful than revenge!

"I'd rather die happily than live in humiliation! What's so terrible about dying? Besides, it's the Night Man who will die this time, so you don't have to be afraid!"

"Are you really so sure?" Song Mingcheng now felt as if he had been on a thief ship, and his only wish was to pray that the thief would not be caught and that the ship would be able to dock smoothly.

"Leng Qingqiu is an A-level ability, if he doesn't die under my poison, no matter how powerful the night hero is, he won't be more excessive than Leng Qingqiu!" Wu Tianming stretched out his right hand, took off his gloves, and a pungent stench permeated.

Song Mingcheng was surprised to see that Wu Tianming's right hand was visibly rapidly changing from white to jet-black with the naked eye, and in an instant, his entire hand turned into a "ghost claw" with black blood blisters......

Night Man, today is your death!

Wu Tianming said fiercely in his heart at his foul-smelling poisonous claws.