For the pink and joyful atmosphere of this charming city, Jiang Twelve had no interest. However, this also made Jiang Twelve suddenly figure it out.

It should be much more convenient to use such an inconspicuous ordinary ghost pawn identity. It's neither conspicuous nor intriguing. Especially this Tu Laosi has lived in the dead city for a long time. In this inner city, there are no relatives.

"Okay, let's do it today." After making a decision, Jiang Twelve's steps were a little more free. The right hand pressed the hilt of the knife at his waist, and the left hand occasionally touched his chin, quite a little bit like he was looking for trouble.

Coming to the nameless city again, Jiang Twelve looked in the direction of the ghost scholar and did not go over. Instead, I kept going. Didn't you say that Master Ma had a blood feast? Find a chance to sneak in and you'll find out who it is. But this is a question of the identity of the admission. It's a thing...

"Gotta find someone who isn't a good guy and kill him..." In this way, Jiang Twelve began to wander around these small towns. I just want to see if there are any bullying snakes.

There are a lot of injustices in this underworld. However, the arrival of the general ghost mission was quickly resolved. There were a few brawls, and they were all covered by street shops. There's no value in chasing it down at all.

However, half a day's kung fu Jiang Twelve met.

In a small city called Jiuqu, Jiang Twelve was eating overlord wine on the side of the road. Suddenly, I saw a woman dressed in white on the street walking in a hurry, and quickly floated over. He was followed by a few people who looked like family members, chasing after him.

"Dead girl!"

"Go back and let Master Huang not kill you!"

"Humph! If Master Huang doesn't like it, it's ours.... ”

Hearing these family shouts, Jiang Twelve understood that even if this woman in white was not a good person. But those family members are bad people, and they can't be wrong. In this underworld, robbing the ghost girl so strongly, no one cares, isn't it bullying? Some background?

Jiang Twelve did not help the woman who was being tracked, but waited until the woman was caught back, then put down the wine bowl in his hand, shook his pace, and chased after her.

"Brother Poor, I didn't pay for the wine!" Seeing Jiang Twelve get up, the restaurant hurriedly asked.

"I'll give you uncle! Looking for our boss to go! Turning around and scolding, Jiang Twelve pulled out the knife at his waist and made a few random gestures to the shopkeeper.

"Gotta be... You walk slowly. I'm in for a treat, don't want it. Seeing the knife unsheathed, the shopkeeper hurriedly changed his words. Ordinary ghost people, where can they afford to mess with errands? A few words from others, you don't have to mix it up.

"That's pretty much it... Bah! Ma De, ask you for accounts from Tu Ye, I don't want to get mixed up! Viciously throwing off such a sentence, Jiang Twelve rolled his eyes and staggered over.

Although this wine is not strong, it is not something that Jiang Twelve can resist, this fake show is really done a little, and it is too enjoyable. Fortunately, the location where those families went was not far away, otherwise it would be a little dizzy, and it would be really difficult to find.

Coming to the adjacent street and hiding at the mouth of the alley, Jiang Twelve looked at the Huangfu on the other side of the street and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"I guess that's it... Belch... Don't drink next time. He hiccuped, and hurriedly waved his hand to fan the smell in his mouth, Jiang Twelve's face tightened, not to mention how disgusted he was.

Seeing that there was no one around here, Jiang Twelve hurriedly ran across the street, followed the wall, and touched the back door of the Yellow Mansion.

The exterior wall of this antique structure is mostly left with a ventilation window on the wall. This Huang family has a lot of power here, and this wall is originally used to stop gentlemen. The ventilation window on the outer wall is naturally as big as it gets.

"Since you don't like surveillance, it's no wonder to me." Poking his head out of the window, Jiang Twelve glanced at it.

This Huang family mansion did not get those modern things, but retained the simple appearance, a pond in the front yard leaned against a rockery, and several pavilions were set off. The three-story attic of the courtyard of the middle courtyard is a residential area. In the backyard, the two-entry door is the place where the subordinates live and sundries. It's a bit magnificent.

Climbing in through the air window in the backyard, Jiang Twelve hid under the plants by the wall. Listening to the sound of footsteps not far away, Jiang Twelve directly lay on the ground and held his breath. A few ghost soldiers, but it is not easy to be found.

"Shut the woman up near the back door of the firewood room. Go to the front yard and take care of it. The lord is going to enjoy this woman today. The tone of a butler's voice, a few words, and then returned to the front.

In the butler's words, the word "enjoyment" obviously accentuated the tone. I'm afraid there's something else going on here.

Since he came to the backyard, Jiang Twelve took refuge here. Listening to the chain mopping the floor accompanied by the woman's whimper, Jiang Twelve held the knife, lay on the ground at the base of the wall, and yawned lightly. Doing things after drinking, not in good spirits!

In the backyard of this Huangfu, after waiting for nearly two hours, the woman's sobbing stopped. Since the beating of the family left, the woman has been crying in the light rain. It's not over.

Soon after the crying stopped. Jiang Twelve felt a ghost general flying around him. Go straight to the backyard and drop off. You don't have to guess to know that it is the owner of the Yellow Mansion who has returned.

"Still crying." A deep middle-aged voice came from outside the firewood room.

“... The little girl didn't dare.... ”

“... For the sake of you're a girl, I wanted you to save your life and take the house. Hey, what can I do... This is quite embarrassing. But how do you listen to it, how does Jiang Twelve feel that something is wrong.

"You framed my daddy... Isn't it enough to take the position of the lord of the city? When death came, the woman also asked out loud.

"Framed? What is your father's virtue! Without me, he's a mallet!! Forget about his reign, he is not there, and this position of city lord actually wants to be left to you!! Amusing! As soon as his attitude changed, his voice suddenly became sharper. There's a lot of resentment mixed in.

The woman did not respond to the angry screams of the owner of the Yellow Mansion, but only sobbed quietly.

"It's useless to talk too much, I've done it for you today. I'll send you to see your dead dad again! Oh, no. We're all ghosts, and you can't see them anymore. Hahaha!! "I can't wait. This old man Huang finished speaking. Jiang Twelve actually heard the sound of the belt unbuckled.

Is this going to be done?

Wrong! How could this ghost king not find me!

Depend on!

Thinking of this, Jiang Twelve immediately stood up and hid to the side. Then a leather whip exploded in the original place of Jiang Twelve, and the surrounding grass and trees were chopped to pieces.

"Which ghost is bad, dare to break into my Huang Sanwhip's territory!" Hearing the sound, Jiang Twelve saw the yellow three whips clearly. It's as if a weasel has become a spirit.

Where is the sound of unleashing the belt, but the leather whip on his waist is removed! The ghost aura on that whip is strong, and it is also a guy of Lin Feng's level, to say the least.

A strong man at the pinnacle of ghosts!

"Master Huang, pass by, watch the excitement, and the little ones will leave." With a smile, Jiang Twelve snorted, and was about to pull out the air window and escape.

After all, Tu Laosi is just a ghost soldier. Even though the official is on a mission. I can't afford to offend this guy who wants to be the lord of the city.

"Now that you've heard it, let's stay." With a flick of the whip in his hand, it sounded directly in front of Jiang Twelve, but. There was no intention of doing it.

"What is the villain staying for?"

"Stay... Torture you well, Master Ben, you have a good way of absorbing ghost energy. Looking at Jiang Twelve, this Huang Sanwhip had an evil smile on his face.

It's not that he doesn't fight Jiang Twelve, but he wants to stay and play slowly.

Dare to do this in the face of ghosts! He was really a lawless and ruthless man.

Since this is the case, Jiang Twelve had no choice but to sigh and shake his head, leaving him to accompany him.

It seems that this yellow three whips are really not a good thing. In this way, the master has no choice but to pick you...

(End of chapter)