In a green hill in Annan, the wind was gusting, and the thin, short, dark-skinned young man sat in a bamboo hut in the mountains, looking at the middle-aged man with a fierce face in front of him and the box in his hand, he was inevitably a little excited.

"Master Banchai, as long as you nod and help me get rid of Ruan Yunyi, these baht are all yours, and you can return to China in style. ”

The two younger brothers behind the middle-aged man brought two more boxes, which made the young man hesitate.

However, after a moment of hesitation, the young man quickly responded: "Give me your opponent's hair and flesh, and I will lower his head." ”

The middle-aged man was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly ordered the younger brother on the side to step forward, hand the hair he had collected to the young man, and ask the young man to lower his opponent's head.

The middle-aged people have inquired clearly, this Banchai master is a head lowering master from Bangkok, who made a shot three days ago, making a person's skin ulcerate, itch and die, it can be said that he has real skills.

"I said it in advance, my mana is not as refined as my master, and I can't use techniques such as flying head descent and ghost descent, and your money is only enough to make him unlucky for a while. ”

Banchai hesitated to speak, it wasn't that he couldn't fly down, but he was afraid of offending the local head lowering master.

He was an ordinary man from Bangkok who fled to Annam after offending a decapitator.

After learning that only a head-lowering master could deal with a head-lowering master, Banchai resolutely worshiped a local head-lowering master in Annam to learn the head-lowering technique.

Later, as if he had offended someone, he moved from the north to the south overnight, and became incognito.

Banchai doesn't care, he's just learning technology anyway.

He didn't know what had happened recently, but when he woke up, his master was gone, and his original house was gone, but lying in the mud.

So he built a bamboo house by himself and practiced the head-lowering technique taught to him by his master.

But people always have to eat properly, and Banchai also has a hungry day.

So he took the money and repeatedly confirmed the identity of an ordinary person, and then killed him with blood.

The middle-aged man in front of him is not small, and this also means that the other party's power is not small.

And according to the common sense in Banchai's heart, this kind of "big man" with a lot of power will also know the famous local head lowering master.

The head descending masters attach great importance to the concept of territory, and they and the master came secretly, and there were originally several head descending masters here.

Therefore, he was a little worried that he would offend the local head descender.

But for the sake of money, I can only give it a go.

However, Banchai didn't understand why the middle-aged man, who was also a "big man", didn't look for a local head lowerer he knew, but found himself.

After taking the strand of hair, Banchai held his breath and began to perform the head lifting and lowering technique on the hair.

The cold aura in the room skyrocketed in an instant, and the middle-aged man also clearly felt the changes in the room, his expression became more and more excited, and his attitude towards Banchai began to slowly change respect.

Master Banchai is indeed a real mage, unlike those fake masters who sell dog meat with sheep's heads!

The middle-aged man thought this in his heart, and after a while, Banchai finished casting the spell, and the cold aura slowly faded. Banchai also opened his eyes, opened the box brought by the middle-aged man, and counted the banknotes: "It's done, your opponent will be in a state of bad luck in the next few days." ”

After a moment's hesitation, Banchai spoke again: "Actually... I can kill people, but I can't kill such big people.... You know what I mean, right?"

"Understood, understood. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and looked at Banchai with a smile, but he didn't think so in his heart.

What can't kill a big man is, isn't it because the money is not in place? As long as the money is in place, the gods will also kill you.

......

In the sky, Yan Qi was rushing back to Annam from East Malaysia, when he suddenly found a cold aura in the mountains, first stunned, and then happy.

"So coincidentally?"

Yan Qi felt the fluctuation of this aura and was overjoyed.

This aura does not fluctuate much, and Yan Qi can completely analyze his master's strength through this.

The strength of the owner of this aura fluctuation is not strong, and there is a faint mundane aura in it, which makes Yan Qi a little confused.

"Don't you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and want to make a move against me?"

Yan Qi didn't dare to act rashly, and secretly observed this area with his divine sense, and soon found the middle-aged man and his younger brother who were full of ambition to go down the mountain, as well as the short and thin man in the mountain who looked like a man with a lost face.

Therefore, Yan Qi decided to ask the middle-aged man first.

Yan Qi didn't have any disguise, he flew straight down from the sky, came to the middle-aged man's side, knocked his two younger brothers unconscious, and asked in Annan language, "What did you do just now?"

The middle-aged man was startled, in his vision, Yan Qi flew down from the sky and killed his two younger brothers, he was suddenly panicked, thinking that Yan Qi was here to take his life, he knelt on the ground in panic, and said something incoherent Yan Qi felt inexplicable.

"I ask you, why did you go up the mountain. Yan Qi was not interested in the gangster past that he was talking about.

"I... I'm going to ask Master Banchai to get rid of the opponent for me..."

The middle-aged man spoke weakly, making Yan Qi feel as if he had heard the point: "Who is Master Banchai?"

"It's a head descender with boundless mana!"

The middle-aged man seemed to lift his spirits, and proudly talked to Yan Qi about Banchai's magic skills, and told Yan Qi about Banchai's ability.

Yan Qi listened quietly to the middle-aged man talking about Banchai's ability, and he also had a general understanding in his heart.

"Thank you. ”

Yan Qi thanked the middle-aged man, gave him a fireball technique, and sent him to the sky.

According to the middle-aged man's description, this intruder should be this "Banchai Master".

I have to say that if it is really like what the middle-aged man said, then this Banchai master can be said to be the most delicious of the invaders.

In the past, invaders could kill hundreds of mortals, but this one actually killed one person, and he was greedy for money?

It's really a shame among the invaders.

After thinking clearly about his danger, Yan Qi walked directly to the door, and the huge aura came out, instantly making Banchai tremble.

"Da Xian, Da Xian!"

After seeing Yan Qi coming to the door, Banchai knelt down spinelessly, and at the same time saw the clothes on Yan Qi's body, he was stunned, and thanked loudly in broken Chinese: "Disturb Ming." ”

Such decisiveness made Yan Qi a little stunned: he had never seen such a decisive transcendent, and he surrendered directly without even fighting.

But... It seems that the head lowering technique in Southeast Asia can also be sold to the system in exchange for points, right?

Thinking of this, Yan Qi was in a good mood and said, "If you want me to spare my life, you can write down all the head-lowering techniques you have learned, so that I will spare your life." ”