There was only the sound of a middle-aged man clapping his hands in the shop, and he put his two hands on his thighs and said with a smile; "Those wastes are dead, but the two of you are still useful, should you consider joining our Cloister Gang."

Chen Ji and Feng Xiaobai glanced at each other? It seems that his guess is not wrong, this person is indeed from that side.

Chen Ji pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets, he took a deep breath, looked at the middle-aged man with burning eyes, and said; "The Cloisters? Although I haven't heard of it, it can be seen from the few guys we killed that you are not simple, and those people yesterday said that I would die today? I didn't feel it. ”

He wanted to test this middle-aged man? He also wanted to know how strong the Cloisters were.

Feng Xiaobai lowered his head on the side and did not speak, playing with the Nepalese saber in his hand with both hands, muttering in his heart; "What the hell is an idol for? It's unpredictable. ”

"If it weren't for the two of you." The middle-aged man said with a smile, and suddenly his body flashed, and his left hand pulled out the dagger that had been tied to his right arm like lightning, wanting to stab Chen Ji's neck.

Chen Ji's face changed, he lay back, grabbed the Nepalese saber on Feng Xiaobai's waist with his right hand, and slashed at the middle-aged man.

"Qiang Qiang~" The blade of the Nepalese saber and the sharp blade of the dagger slashed a spark in the air, and a cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's pupils, and his right hand took a Mitsubishi military thorn tied to his leg in his hand, raised it and stabbed it towards Chen Ji's chest.

Feng Xiaobai on the side also reacted by holding the Nepalese saber that he had been playing with to block the tip of the three-edged army thorn, and with a strong push, the three-edged army thorn was lifted high, and when he lifted his left leg, he threw a whip leg at the middle-aged man's head.

A flash of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he withdrew the dagger and triangular military thorn with both hands, and dodged the whip leg with a few backflips.

Chen Ji jumped up with a carp, threw the Nepalese saber in his hand at the middle-aged man with his right hand, and pulled out the bronze long sword on his back and pulled it out, the tip of the sword pointed straight ahead, exuding a cold air.

"Bang~" The middle-aged man threw the three-edged army thorn, and the two sharp weapons collided in the air, sparks emerged, and finally fell to the ground.

"Yes, it seems that the two family masters are not wrong about you." The middle-aged man looked at the two with angry faces, tied the dagger in his hand to the arm of his right hand, and chuckled; "You've just forced out my seven points. At this stage, it looks pretty good. ”

"Hmph." Chen Ji snorted coldly, put the bronze long sword in his hand into the sheath, clasped his hands in front of his chest and said coldly; "If it hadn't been for your sneak attack just now, I'm 100% sure that I can kill you."

"Me too." Feng Xiaobai glanced at Chen Ji and the middle-aged man and said with burning eyes, there is idol support! I'm afraid of hair!

"Huh." The middle-aged man stepped forward and picked up the Mitsubishi Thorn on the ground, half-squatted down, tied it to his legs, stood up and sneered; "Remember, fighting doesn't have to be above board, sometimes. Sneak attacks are actually more effective and simple. ”

Chen Ji looked at him coldly, and he still agreed with this sentence in his mind, if he really opened up just now, he was not ready at all. Seventy percent will die in his hands, two percent chance to escape with serious injuries, and one percent chance to pull him down and die together!

There was no chance to kill him and flee unharmed.

"Introduce yourself." The middle-aged man straightened his hair and clothes, stretched out his right hand, and said with a slight smile; "Cloister Gang Master, Lu Fei."

"Chen Ji." Chen Ji let go of the hand that was wrapped around his chest, stretched out his right hand and shook it with him, he felt that this person's hands were calloused all over his body, and there was a feeling of innate strength.

This person must have been the one who started practicing martial arts before the mutation.

"Presumably you are also a martial artist." Lu Fei let go of Chen Ji's right hand and stretched out to Feng Xiaobai again, and he smiled faintly; "There are very few people who practice martial arts in this year, and it is rare to meet one."

"Feng Xiaobai." Feng Xiaobai stretched out his hand and shook hands with Lu Fei and said.

"Would you like to join us in the Cloisters?" Lu Fei patted Chen Ji's shoulder and grinned; "The Cloister Gang has a lot of fifth-level evolutionists, and there are more than a dozen sixth-level evolutionists."

"Hiss~~" Chen Ji and Feng Xiaobai both took a deep breath of cold air, no wonder the group of dead people before said that they would not survive today, if a few sixth-level evolutionaries came. The two of them were doomed.

If you don't join, you probably won't be able to survive today! But. Chen Ji has the task of finding the Inspector, and time is so short, so he can only join the Cloister Gang to investigate the situation for the time being, where there must be information!

"Join in." Chen Ji nodded, the corners of his mouth outlined a smile, and his shoulder touched Feng Xiaobai.

"Join, of course!" Feng Xiaobai slapped his head and hurriedly said.

"Good, good." Lu Fei shot to death.

"These weapons, though." A hint of reluctance appeared on Chen Ji's face, and he looked at the large bags of weapons under his feet and said helplessly.

Lu Fei patted his thigh and smiled; "Those guys are dead, these things will naturally belong to you, these weapons, we will accept them according to the market price, what do you think?"

"Of course." Feng Xiaobai grinned, looking at the weapons under his feet, his heart was even more happy, how to say that these weapons will be sold for about three thousand experience points, and when the time comes, he and the idol will be half a person, and he can be promoted to the fifth level! How can you not agree to a good deal?

"In that case, it's good over there." Lu Fei smiled faintly and looked at the two of them and asked; "Let's go, why don't you go to the Cloister Gang, let you go and see our base first."

"Yes." The two nodded in response.

The three of them left the store one after the other, carrying large bags of weapons and striding out to the outside world.

"Mom." The fat man, who had just dared not accept the weapon, sat in a cubicle in the shop sweating profusely, listening to the people outside leaving, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and he said with palpitations; "The people of the Cloister Gang are here, it's good that I didn't take it just now, otherwise my head would have to move today." ……

In the sheltered town, in the residential houses of the South District, a woman's angry roar sounded.

Through the window, you can see that the hall in the house is dirty and messy, and a woman with messy hair is walking back and forth with a piece of paper in her hand, and from time to time she makes a piercing scream, and this woman is Ji Anxuan, and many people in the surrounding team are sitting there with their heads down.

"******, just run away for the old lady!" Ji Anxuan's eyes were full of bloodshots, she looked at the paper in her hand and said in an angry trembling voice; "You go, don't read it, and stay in it. Lao Tzu thinks you're a fart! Damn, just left us and ran away. ”

"Sister Xuanxuan, that bald white seems to have left with him." A big man looked at another note left on the table and said slowly.

"! Don't let your mother see you, you bastard! Otherwise, the old lady will break your body into pieces! Cut your little Ding Ding to feed the dog" Ji Anxuan pushed open the window and yelled towards the sky, but she seemed to have lost something important in her heart, and a sad breath permeated her heart, making her nose sour and a little urge to cry.

On the empty street, the three of them were walking with big bags and small bags, talking and laughing, and suddenly Chen Zhi felt a chill in his lower body, as if there was grass scratching in his nose, it was itchy and unbearable, and he couldn't help but sneeze, he not only looked up to the sky and said angrily; "Who's cursing me?"