Others can't get the blood of gods and demons, and they don't understand the god pattern, so naturally they can't get it, but Zhao Hong is completely different. What he lacks is the most inconspicuous medicine primer.

Zhao Hong forcibly suppressed the urge to rush in and kill the black bull now, and then came to a rational decision.

Find an opportunity to kill the black bull unknowingly, and then skin him!

Obviously, it will definitely not work, this black bull is very strong, he himself also said that he is the Chosen One, for the Chosen One, Zhao Hong has no confidence in victory, all Zhao Hong can rely on is to open the Divine Pattern, and then teleport over to kill with one blow. That is, the means of assassination.

As for using peaceful means, it is simply impossible, let alone a strong man like Hei Niu, it is impossible for anyone to obediently peel off his skin and give it to others.

Moreover, Zhao Hong wants a complete skin, and it can't be damaged casually, which will cause a large loss of aura.

If it was an open confrontation, Zhao Hong, who the black bull might suppress, would not even be able to pull out his weapon, and in the end, Zhao Hong would probably have to teleport and escape.

And that's not even counting Black Bull's abilities.

If the Black Bull's ability is strong, he might die.

So the sneak attack was Zhao Hong's only safe chance.

After making up his mind, the first thing Zhao Hong did was to learn about the information of this black bull.

The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is invincible.

So Zhao Hong walked towards the outside of the alley.

Suddenly, Zhao Hong stood up and frowned slightly.

He felt a little sick in his heart.

In the past, even if he killed people and set fires, robbed homes and houses, Zhao Hong could at least have a reason to justify himself.

Even if the other party may infringe on their own interests, delay their own affairs, or assign themselves from above to act on orders, and so on.

Even if there is such a false reason, there must be at least one reason.

But this time, there is no justified reason.

It is purely for the sake of money, killing people and making more goods.

Even, it is more cruel than killing people and goods, this is to kill people and peel off their skins!

"Otherwise, don't do it. ”

Zhao Hong frowned, and couldn't help but have such thoughts.

But the idea was immediately put on the back burner.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even if it's something that doesn't have a conscience, I'm going to do it once!"

Zhao Hong calmed down and returned to the shop.

As soon as one foot stepped through the door, it immediately caught everyone's attention.

The shopkeeper came up to stop him: "I'm sorry, I'm not doing business today." Yo, it's you. ”

"I forgot to write something in the store and wanted to get it back. ”

"Hurry up, then. ”

Those people also watched Zhao Hong leave just now, and when they heard Zhao Hong say this, they all ate and drank by themselves, it was very lively, and they didn't care about Zhao Hong. ”

Zhao Hong walked towards the table he had just made, and halfway through, he suddenly stopped not far from the Black Bull of the Chosen One, and whispered, "Do you have a grudge against him?" Come to me, I can help you. ”

The black bull's ears are very sharp, but in this noisy place, Zhao Hong's whispered self-talk can't be heard clearly.

"Huh, you just talked to me?"

"No, no, I'm a stinky person, I like to talk to myself, I'm sorry to disturb you, you don't have to worry about me. ”

Hei Niu glanced at Zhao Hong lightly, and was about to say something.

A fat man came over with a wine bowl: "Come, I toast you, I wish you a happy birthday, and Wuyun is prosperous!"

Hei Niu no longer ignored Zhao Hong, and picked up the wine bowl in front of him: "Wuyun Changlong!"

Then he drank more than half of the wine in the bowl.

Zhao Hong glanced at it, and the wine jar next to the people at the table of the black bull was also secretly smacking, this black bull was completely a wine hero. It's a lot of effort to be able to drink like this, and I've already drunk so much.

If you change to a small amount of alcohol, I guess it won't work anymore.

Zhao Hong pretended to look for a while, and then left the shop.

The shopkeeper also came up and asked with concern.

"How's it going?"

"I didn't find it, maybe I lost it somewhere else. ”

"Ah, don't worry, what did you lose? I'll help you find it, and if you can't find it somewhere else, you can come back to me and take a look, and if I find it, I'll give it to you." ”

"A cloth bag with a painting in it, depicting a rapids in the woods. There is a small patch of color missing from the painting. ”

Zhao Hong is still good at lying, and there must be details, so that it is easy to confuse the truth with the false.

"Oh, a painting, okay, I know, I'll keep an eye on it for you. ”

"Thank you then. ”

"You're welcome, I haven't found it yet. ”

After a few polite words, Zhao Hong left the shop again.

I have to admit that this shopkeeper is still very enthusiastic, and he is indeed the temper that a businessman should have. It is easy to make friends with all kinds of people.

Leaving the shop, Zhao Hong flashed, entered the gap between the shop and the house next to him, and found a stone in this small dark place and sat down.

It didn't take much effort, but a "person" walked out of the wall of the small shop.

The "man" was disheveled, dressed in a bloody suit, and his face was covered in blood.

"You can see me!" The man looked at Zhao Hong and asked Zhao Hong very eagerly, as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a knife on his neck flowing down, but the blood left the person's body and disappeared, and not a drop would drip on the ground.

"You can see me!" the "man" repeated, and then pounced on Zhao Hong with his teeth and claws.

Zhao Hong's face sank, his momentum changed, and the knife hidden in his arms appeared in his hand.

Zhao Hong held the knife in his hand, pointed forward, and pointed at the bloody-clothed person. ”

"You give me honesty, no matter how powerful that black bull is, he can't kill you, but I'm different, if you want a single thought, you can make your soul fly away! You've already died once, now cooperate with me honestly, otherwise I don't mind letting you die again!"

That's right, this blood-clad "man" who came out of the wall and was covered in blood was actually not a person at all, but a ghost!

Zhao Hong's rock chopping knife is tantamount to Tianwei for the existence of a ghost, that ghost was still dancing with his teeth and claws just now, looking like crazy, as if he was a powerful ghost, aggressive.

But after Zhao Hong glanced at him, raised the knife in his hand and lightly gestured, an indescribable fear immediately swept over him.

The ghost's body seemed to dim in an instant.

He didn't even need Zhao Hong to make a move, he already had the posture of being scattered.

Zhao Hong was also startled when he saw this situation, he hurriedly put away the rock chopping knife, and returned to the harmless appearance of the man and animal just now.