Hanging far behind the unnamed man, Wu Fan was very patient, because he knew that the reason why Maitreya was called a demon was that on the one hand, the empire deliberately exaggerated their illegality and danger, and on the other hand, it was not to describe the strange and impermanent behavior of these people? Take the person who was followed by Wu Fan as an example, he had been wandering around the street for nearly half an hour, and he was still wandering, and he was not in a hurry at all. It was his caution and caution that almost showed Wu Fan's little tail several times.

At dusk, the sky was dark, and the bright lights began to be lit sparsely at night.

Perhaps feeling that there was nothing wrong with him, the man finally recognized a direction and walked over, walked a few dozen steps, turned around and entered an alley, disappeared in the dark night, and there was no movement.

In order not to be revealed, Wu Fan was a little far away, and when he was tracked to the back of the alley, he couldn't see the figure of the man, so he couldn't help frowning slightly.

The alleys are full of abandoned debris, rafters and other things, and there is no one to come and go, let alone a back door...... Why are people gone? How could it just disappear out of thin air? Looking at the towering courtyard wall of this alley, there was no trace of climbing on the wall, Wu Fan lowered his head, and carefully searched for it, he would not believe that a big living person disappeared out of thin air, there must be something strange here!

Sure enough,

After reaching out to remove a wooden plank, Wu Fan saw a hole with a diameter of no more than three feet! Dog hole!

Clapping his hands, Wu Fan narrowed his eyes, squatted in place for a while, grinned, and smiled silently.

Standing up, Wu Fan looked at the towering courtyard wall of the alley, and secretly thought that it was not a wealthy family that ordinary people could have, but a wealthy family. It is precisely in response to Wu Fan's conjecture that in Luoyang City, there are a number of dignitaries and dignitaries who have a lot of contacts with Maitreya.

Wu Fan casually stopped someone at the entrance of the alley and asked, and then he knew the name of the owner of this manor.

"Marquis of Anyuan......

Wu Fan leaned against the wall of the dog cave, squinting his eyes, revealing an indescribable weird meaning all over his body.

An Yuanhou, as long as he lives in Luoyang City, basically knows that Wu Fan is no exception. The position of the marquis of this miscellaneous marquis is hereditary, this gentleman's real name is Zheng Jie, about forty-two or thirteen years old, he is uninhibited on weekdays, he loves to call friends and friends, and he writes poems, which is quite a legacy of the Wei and Jin dynasties. And what do the people who have the legacy of the Wei and Jin dynasties and pretend to be high in the empire usually like? There are no more than three things, wine, green/building women, and drugs. The original doctrine of Maitreya is "Longevity", what means should be used to achieve "longevity"? Self is alchemy, with elixir. In this way, it is not difficult to explain why the Maitreya Sect is related to this Hou Ye, and I am afraid that it is also a drug/medicine together.

Rao is heart has been prepared for the possibility of Luoyang's upper-class people being implicated, Wu Fan still can't calm down in his heart now, because those idle marquis, dignitaries and dignitaries who are idle and painful, although they do not have too strong real power status, but they are indeed known as "three more", with many people, money, and friends...... If you really push them into a hurry, they can do anything!

His head was a mess, and his heart was even more messy, and Wu Fan couldn't help but feel worried about his future. There's no way not to worry, it's really difficult, and there are too many people involved in his mission!

Squatting in place and thinking about it for a long, long time, Wu Fan finally took action, just knowing that this idle marquis is not enough, he needs to know more people, all people, then- some special means are needed! Need to be proactive!

Thinking about it, Wu bought a large sack of grain and some hemp rope in a grain store on the street, and found a suitable one among the rafters in the alley.

And then......

"Bang!"

When he came back from the Marquis of Anyuan's mansion, the man of the Maitreya sect had just poked his head out of the dog hole, and the back of his head was hit hard, and the sky was spinning in front of him, and he was softly hitting the street, and there was no movement.

"Alas! It's so easy to knock the stick, it's really unfulfilling! Gee! ”

Wu sighed hypocritically, threw the rafters in his hand, dragged the man out of the dog hole, tied it with hemp rope and put it into a sack, and carried it away as if nothing happened.

The alley is not deep enough, and it is located on the edge of Dongshi, there are many pedestrians, and it is not suitable for torture, so Wu Fan is ready to change to another place. His idea is very good, that is, he has exhausted himself into a dog, which is still based on the fact that he already has low-level innate divine power! There are really few idle and secluded places in a bustling big city like Luoyang, and after looking for a long time, Wu Fan can be regarded as finding a small forest in the city and staying.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

After gasping for a long time, Wu Fan opened the sack, took out the Maitreya man, and tied the other party to the tree with a hemp rope.

"Smack!"

Wu Fan stretched out his hand to give the man two mouths, but he couldn't wake up.

【it!】 It can't be that I hit too hard and beat people to death, right? 】

Wu Fan was taken aback, and hurriedly increased his strength and hit many times.

"Bang bang! Smack! Smack! ”

"Shhh

The man finally opened his confused eyes.

"Wow!"

Wu Fan let out a long breath and muttered, "I thought I beat you to death!" Hello bro! Isn't it nice to meet again? ”

No matter how stupid the man is, he understands what the situation is when he sees that he is now being tied up by five flowers, and suddenly roars angrily: "You villain! Insidious villain! Bastard! Plotting against me...... Woowoo woo ......"

"What are you yelling at so loudly? Show you have a loud voice! Wu Fan unceremoniously blocked the other party's mouth with something torn off the sack, and revealed his fierce expression: "Call you brother, that's a chance for you to recognize reality!" If you don't give face, don't blame me for being rude! Now, I give you two options, first, I ask what you say! Second, wait until you can't bear the hardships and beg me to ask! ”

Wu Fan reached out and took off the sackcloth stuffed in the other party's mouth.

"Phew!"

The man's eyes widened angrily, and a heroic and unyielding mouthful of saliva spit on Wu Fan's face!

"Alas!"

Sighing, Wu Fan stretched out his hand and roughly gagged the man's mouth.

"Bang!"

Turning his head, Wu Fan punched the other party in the stomach.

"Hmm...... Uh......"

The man's face turned red with pain.

"No manners!"

Wu Fan snorted coldly, turned around and left, went to a well next to the woods to fetch some water, and washed his face.

Pacing back to the woods, Wu Fan opened the fourteen knife box tied diagonally to his waist, took out ten steel needles inside, and said to the man very seriously: "Because of your saliva, I am very angry, because this is very impolite!" So, I tell you: today! If I can't pry your mouth open, let you be civilized and polite, and answer me well, I will have your last name! It's true! ”

Shaking the steel needle in his hand, Wu Fan grabbed the man's hand and continued: "Let's come to this first, I'll name it 'Ten Fingers of Drilling', it's very good, isn't it?" ”

"Ah...... Ho ho ...... Woohoo......"

As the steel needles rubbed the lower layers of his nails one by one, the man's eyes instantly widened, not because of anger, but because of pain. His face was as red as freshly steamed shrimp, his body was stiff as a dead man, and the sweat on his body had soaked through his clothes! Pain! Pain! Pain!

One.

Three.

Seven.

Ten roots.

All the steel needles were nailed into the man's fingers!

Wu Fan looked at the man's hideous expression face to face, didn't say a word, and didn't blink his eyes.

That man went from the initial pain to being able to withstand and adapt quickly, and he was not tortured and collapsed, and he was much stronger than Zhong Xiu.

Seeing contempt and unyielding in the man's eyes, Wu Fan slurred his tongue and said, "It seems that I have to use the trick at the bottom of the box!" It is born from the same root, so why be in a hurry to fry each other, why bother! ”

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