The nights in Zhongnan Town are always so lively and long, no one knows how to be tired, and the brightly lit shops are connected in a series of large and small places, and the sounds of selling and shouting are noisy together, intertwined into a song of enthusiasm that makes people happy and yearning.

Gradually, as the night grew thicker and thicker, the lights were turned off one by one, the doors were closed, and all kinds of sounds gradually became quiet. The quiet night reveals a deep blue, the treetops hit a layer of moon-white light, only the sparse insects chirp one after another, this busy street, has traveled back to the quaint era thousands of years ago.

After the woman in the cheongsam separated from the bald man, she entered the ancient style station. There is a warm yellow light in the station, and as soon as you enter the door, you can smell the aroma of tea in your face. The cheongsam woman looked around for two seconds, the boss was a handsome man, with long hair draped behind him, and his fair skin could be blown off.

The cheongsam woman was not interested in this kind of man, she turned around and walked straight upstairs.

The boss slowly raised his head, he looked at the cheongsam girl who went up, and didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he blinked his eyes as if he was smiling.

When the cheongsam woman went upstairs, her steps suddenly slowed down, she closed the fan in her hand, her originally graceful body no longer writhing, she walked forward step by step, as if looking for something.

Suddenly, the cheongsam woman's footsteps stopped. She turned around and faced a door, paused for about half a second, and suddenly smiled, "Ha..... The slave has found it....."

As soon as the words fell, the fan in the hand of the cheongsam woman was fanned, and a dazzling green light flashed on the side of the fan, and with a "boom", the door was blown to pieces by a strong wind. And there was no damage around.

This is a unique stunt for cheongsam women, as the soul sealer of the underworld, everyone has their own weapons and skills, but the source of power that drives these weapons and skills is the same, that is, spiritual power.

The cheongsam woman swaggered in, only to see a girl lying on the bed in the room. The cheongsam woman walked up to the girl, took a closer look, and when she saw the wound on the girl's chest, she had a surprised expression on her face.

This iconic scar..... Is it the White Thunder? Why would he attack an ordinary person?!

An incapable mortal may be used as a bargaining chip, or as a pawn, but he must not use his own strength to harm, this is the rule that Lu Zhi has personally told every spirit sealer, and Bai Lei, who is like a leader among many Lu Yuanjun, would do such a thing.....

The cheongsam woman sighed, this is not the time to dwell on this matter, she put the fan next to Shan Xiaoxiao, took out a mobile phone, operated a little clumsily for a while, and finally turned on the function of taking pictures. Then, she sent the photo to Lu Yuanjun.

At the same time, the bald man and the man and woman in front of him had been facing each other for nearly half a minute, and he took advantage of Zhu Lishang's slight distraction to kick away the sniper rifle in Zhu Lishang's hand.

Zhu Lishang took a few steps back, and the bald man slashed at him, and Zhu Lishang hugged his chest with his arms, but he couldn't block it and was stomped on the ground.

"Hmm!"

Zhu Lishang vomited a mouthful of blood, he didn't expect the bald head in front of him to be so fast and powerful, and it was not inferior to the giant rat spirit just now. Seeing that the bald man was about to attack again, Shangkong Sakurako suddenly took out a black ball and smashed it on the ground, "Bang! There was a burst of black smoke in an instant.

The bald man was not only obscured by the black smoke, but also choked and coughed repeatedly, and it took a while to recover his strength. When he resumed realization, he found that the two people, Lu Yuanjun, and the van were gone.

Only a ghost, huddled on the ground, trembling and trying to escape.

The bald man's face was very ugly, and he took out a wooden card, which flashed with a faint green light.

"They're going to you."

"The slave family knows, this little girl is in the hands of the slave family, and she was kidnapped by the slave family....."

Before he could finish speaking, the bald man put away the wooden card, and he threw a few punches at the wall in a rage, letting out a low roar as he smashed. But he still felt puzzled, and suddenly, the bald man raised his head and looked at the soul-detaining ghost who was crawling on the ground not far away, and walked towards the soul-detaining ghost.

The ghost tilted his head, saw that the bald man had discovered him, and hurriedly sped up, but he had no strength at this time, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape the bald man, and the only thing waiting for him was that his soul was scattered! Thinking of this, the Soul Holder let out a miserable whimper.

The bald man's fist rained down on the ghost's body, and after a few strokes, the ghost didn't make a sound again.

.....

The van drove quickly to the gate of the post station, but the monk Zhulishang and the empty Sakurako did not get off the bus for a long time.

"Impulsive..... Zhu Lishang closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and Shangkong Sakurako sat on the side, silent.

Zhu Lishang turned his head and looked at Lu Yuanjun, who was lying in the back seat and was almost dying, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "We have no reason to help you." ”

"Ask for ..... Please....."

Lu Yuanjun's faint voice was begging, very pitiful.

"We've completed our mission, and as a thank you for collecting the energy inside your mask, we saved your life just now." Zhu Lishang's tone was cold, without a hint of compromise.

She ..... Kidnap..... Don't ....." Lu Yuanjun was a little incoherent.

"It's not our obligation." Zhu Lishang closed his eyes, he didn't want to be affected by the poor guy in front of him.

"He fainted....." Sakurako suddenly said, "You're not that kind of person, there's no need to pretend to be cold." ”

Zhu Lishang turned his head and looked at Shangkong Sakurako, his expression was a little surprised, he wanted to defend something, but he couldn't say it.

Sakurako's accent still has a bit of a Japanese accent, "You can help him, there is a ..... in his mask that can wake up"

"Alright." Zhu Lishang immediately interrupted Shangkong Sakurako, "Don't say these words in front of outsiders, even if he is asleep." ”

Sakurako didn't squeak, and both of them fell silent.

After a long silence, Zhu Lishang took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then sighed.

"Let's go. He owes us once. ”

Zhu Lishang put on his glasses, picked up a pistol casually, quickly loaded the bullets into the magazine one by one, and then put them in the gun pocket under the clothes on his waist, and then went straight out of the car. Sakurako moved to the driver's seat and drove the car away from the entrance of the station.

"Headquarters, in case of emergencies, please allow the battle." Zhu Lishang pressed the headphones and walked into the post station.

"Explain the situation!"

Zhu Lishang was stunned for a moment, turned off the headphones directly, and then rushed upstairs.