Chapter Twenty-Three: The Shadow of the Mansion
Hao Ren, who had already recovered from his paralysis, couldn't wait to start cultivating the cultivation method that Chu Fu had given him.
He operated the true qi in his body and cultivated according to the cultivation method, but he never sensed the light element in his body.
After a long time, he understood that this cultivation method was not something he could cultivate at all.
Thinking of his third-order ancient soul and the embarrassed appearance when he accepted Chu Fu's transmission of cultivation methods, he seemed to see Chu Fu laughing at him from afar.
A sense of humiliation mixed with anger swelled in his chest, and he thought that the young man named Chu Fu had used a fake cultivation method to tease him and deceive him.
He hates it so much, he wants to destroy everything about Chu Fu, why can a person like Chu Fu get the favor of fate, but he himself can't get anything, he doesn't accept it!
At this time, the expression on Hao Ren's face was very different from the disguise in front of Chu Fu, he was distorted by hatred, jealousy, and anger, like a demon crawling out of hell, with a cold aura all over his body.
Even if he wanted to take his hatred of Chu Fu out on the four people who were as useless as waste to him, he returned to the office in the building, found the walkie-talkie that was dedicated to contacting Zhao Lei, and after some operation, a slightly respectful voice came out after waiting for a while.
"Young Master Hao, are you looking for me?" Zhao Lei looked at the walkie-talkie in his hand, and his heart couldn't help but flutter when he concealed the facts from Hao Ren, and he felt a little scared inexplicably.
Hao Ren, who was sitting in his seat, put his feet on the table, and tapped his fingers on the table and said to Zhao Lei: "It's not a big deal, just let you, and the other three, come to the office of the building and lie down together." ”
Zhao Lei cautiously replied into the walkie-talkie: "Okay, I'll contact the three people immediately." ”
Hao Ren was a little uneasy, took out another walkie-talkie that was placed in the drawer and had a somewhat delicate appearance, pressed the button and said, "Uncle Zhao, can you come to my office, there are four fourth-order wastes that you need to deal with." ”
The walkie-talkie quickly replied, "Okay, Young Master Hao, I'll go to your office right away." ”
Hao Ren, who was fully prepared, was waiting for their arrival in the office.
Not long after, a man walked out of the elevator, stopped in front of Hao Ren's office, and knocked: "Young Master Hao, it's me, Zhao Song." ”
A voice came from inside the house, "Uncle Zhao, come in, just leave the door open." ”
Zhao Song, who entered the door, consciously stood behind Hao Ren and acted as a temporary bodyguard.
Scattered footsteps came one after another, and Shen Ning, Zhou Hui, Zhao Lei, and Shi Liang walked into the house.
Zhao Lei looked at Hao Ren and said in a low voice, "Young Master Hao, do you have anything to do with us?"
Hao Ren put down his legs hanging on the desk, sat up straight and looked at Zhao Lei and the four of them: "Why did you encounter a Rank 6 mutant beast in the suburbs that day, and all 4 ancient souls were killed in battle, why didn't you have a trace of scars on your body?"
Originally, Hao Ren, who just wanted to get angry with these four people, became more and more wrong the more he thought about it, and he found a lot of suspicions.
Zhao Lei, who thought that this matter had passed in the past, was the first to be unable to bear the pressure, and he said to Hao Ren in horror: "Young Master Hao, it was Shi Liang who revealed your plan to Chu Fu that day, and it was Chu Fu who threatened me to lie to you.
He also said that let you know about this, just let the wolf of his companion bite off our necks, Young Master Hao, the culprit is this stone beam, and it has nothing to do with the three of us. ”
Shen Ning, who knew Hao Ren's character well, also spoke on the side in order to save his life: "Young Master Hao, this Shiliang and Chu Fu framed the three of us, and only his ancient soul was not killed by Chu Fu, and the three of us are also victims..."
Zhou Hui, who looked at these two snatching all his lines, could only say dryly: "Young Master Hao, that's the way it is, this Shiliang is a traitor." ”
When the upright Shi Liang heard these three people slandering him like this, he summoned his crow and said, "You three, you dare to slander me, I will kill you." ”
didn't know that his actions had been predicted by Shen Ning, who was pretending to be clever, and he hurriedly said to Hao Ren: "Young Master Hao, you see that he wants to kill people and kill his mouth..."
"Enough, you four shitty mentally retarded actors also want to hide from me, when I'm an idiot like you. Hao Ren's disdainful eyes swept over the four people in front of him, he didn't plan to let these four people go back alive at all, and then looked at Zhao Song beside him and said, "Uncle Zhao is bothering you." ”
Hearing this, Zhao Song summoned his fifth-order ancient soul, took the lead in killing the crow that had not yet healed, and then swung the butcher knife at the four humans.
Shen Ning, who didn't expect it to unfold like this, loudly defended herself: "Young Master Hao, this matter really has nothing to do with me, please let it go..."
Before he could finish his words, he had already died under the claws of that fifth-order ancient soul.
Hao Ren looked at the bloody scene in front of him indifferently, took out another walkie-talkie and said, "Come and I'll clean it up." ”
The tone is very skillful, as if there is no shortage of such things.
A cleaning staff with a cleaning cart and a white mask walked out of the elevator, calmly disposed of the corpses of the four people and the ancient soul crow, wiped the blood stains on the ground, and then left calmly.
After the cleaning staff left, everything was still the same in his Hao Ren's office as if nothing had happened.
At this time, he said to Zhao Song beside him: "Uncle Zhao, I want to ask you to help me kill someone, his name is Chu Fu, he lives in that villa area like you, in 22 buildings in District 3, this is the walkie-talkie of a security guard at the door, if there is anything, you can contact him." ”
"I've heard a little about that person named Chu Fu, it is said that he has the same level 6 strength as your father?" Zhao Song was still very clear about the strength of the 6th order, and asked Hao Ren with a little unease.
"In order to save his town, he broke out with a seventh-order strength, which is now useless. Hao Ren thought for a moment and then said:
"But I'm still a little worried, why was he able to kill these four wastes, maybe it's because of the wolf that the four wastes said, Uncle Zhao for your safety, please wait for me to contact a fifth-order to act with you, so as to ensure that nothing goes wrong." ”
"Okay, Young Master Hao, then I'll go out first, and be sure to inform me when I act. After Zhao Song finished speaking to Hao Ren, he didn't wait for him to reply, and walked straight to the elevator.
When he arrived in the elevator, Zhao Song whispered in a contemptuous tone, "Heh, you also said that people are waste, if you don't rely on your father with a 6th-order ancient soul, what can you do with this 3rd-order waste."
Chu Fu, I heard from the people who moved from Lingyang Town that he seems to have the same powerful ability as the ancient soul, and now he is like a waste, that really wants to see it. The light laughter faded in the elevator.
And when Hao Ren saw the appearance of this fifth-order Zhao Song leaving, and thinking of his respectful appearance in front of his father, he became more and more eager for strong strength, and his hatred for Chu Fu became deeper and deeper.
"Hmph, you dare to fool me even when you have become a waste, this time there are two fifth-order ambushes for you, I want to see how you escape their pursuit, this is the price of your waste to provoke me!"
Chu Fu, who was cultivating in his residence, never thought that inside this splendid mansion, there would be such a powerful malice hidden...