Chapter 37: The Enemy Meets

The central factory area of the abandoned cement factory is a red brick building that has long been abandoned and dilapidated, and at this moment, Zhao Heihu, the boss of the Black Tiger Gang, and more than a dozen gang members are here.

In addition to them, Old Man Mo and the kidnapped Sun Yuting were also among them.

At this moment, the little girl's hands were tied behind her back and thrown in a corner of the factory.

She had already woken up, glaring angrily at the dozen or so men who were not around, and her eyes were almost bursting with flames.

"Mo Lao, do you think that kid will come over alone? Tut-tut, with 10 million on his body, it is difficult to guarantee that he will be cautious and not take risks lightly, if it were me, I would have taken the money out and lived happily...... By the way, isn't this girl a bad gambler? Although she looks good, if there are 10 million, what kind of girl can't find it?"

Turning his head to look at Sun Yuting in the corner, Zhao Heihu grinned, half ridiculous and half worried.

Old Man Mo was obviously also a little worried about this problem, and immediately fell into a deep groan when he heard this.

But Sun Yuting, the girl who was tied up and thrown in the corner, almost fainted directly without being angry after hearing these words.

"Boss, here's the man...... I just arrived, and I was coming in through the gate!"

At this time, Liu Magui, who was excited, suddenly rushed in from the outside, this time it was a big deal, in addition to the dozen or so good players in the factory, the Black Tiger Gang also arranged more than 30 gangs outside, and nearly 100 people except for the people who stayed in the field to watch the field, the others almost came, and it can be said that they brought more than half of the people to dispatch.

"Okay, count this kid as a kind! Bring people in, and then tell all the brothers outside to gather in, and come in around behind this kid, this time we will call him to come and go!"

Zhao Heihu's spirit suddenly lifted and he rubbed his hands excitedly.

Thinking that more than 10 million yuan would be available soon, Liu Magui's face also became excited, and he answered, turned around and went outside to greet him.

"Is that you?"

Seeing Liu Magui, Zhou Xiaoya's face sank, and he immediately understood: "Hmph, isn't it the 300,000 yuan last time, right? Just ask for money and just open your mouth, if it's like this, the formation seems to be a little too big, right?"

As he spoke, Zhou Xiaoya turned his head and looked around the factory, where twenty or thirty figures were slowly surrounding him from far and near. His brow furrowed, and his face became more and more gloomy.

"300,000? I want it, but it depends on whether our boss agrees!" grinning, Liu Ma waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, our boss is still waiting for you inside!"

After that, he glanced at Zhou Xiaoya, turned around and walked towards the factory area.

Zhou Xiaoya snorted coldly, and while walking away, he quietly stretched out his hand into his arms, groped for a while, and took one of the porcelain bottles he had on his body into his hand.

The porcelain bottle contained a medicinal liquid that he and Zhao Ling'er got from the fairy sword world last time, and Zhao Ling'er put a small bottle on his body.

This liquid is called "Daigo incense", and it is a kind of incense made from a small white flower with purple leaves that is unique to the world of fairy swords, and it can exude a rich aroma. If a person smells the aroma, he will soon become drowsy and incapacitated as if he were drunk.

Zhou Xiaoya came alone, although he had spiritual power, and even Moyu Bodhi had a few on his body, which could quickly replenish the consumed spiritual power, but the number of people on the other side was too much, and he cast spells and Dao techniques repeatedly, even if he used up all the Moyu Bodhi, he might not be able to knock them all down.

This bottle of "Daigo" can come in handy at this time.

With such a calculation in his heart, Liu Magui in front of him had already walked into the factory, and the twenty or thirty Black Tiger Gang members outside also followed behind and slowly surrounded him.

Looking at this posture, he completely planned to rely on the large number of people and make Zhou Xiaoya dumplings.

With a secret hatred in his heart, Zhou Xiaoya walked into the tall abandoned factory, raised his head and glanced at the situation inside, and saw that although Sun Yuting's girl was tied, but the person was fine, his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes turned and fell on more than a dozen people in the center of the factory, among them, there was an old acquaintance of his.

"Old thing, it turned out that you did it?"

After seeing Old Man Mo, Zhou Xiaoya's face changed suddenly, and between scolding in his mouth, he vented his anger, and casually threw out the small porcelain bottle in his hand.

"Hehe, scold, scold, scold, your kid's death is here!"

Seeing the appearance of the enemy, Old Man Mo immediately smiled evilly, his figure avoided slightly, and let go of the small porcelain bottle thrown by Zhou Xiaoya.

"Whoa!"

The small white porcelain vase fell to the ground and smashed to pieces in an instant, and the liquid inside soaked the ground with a piece the size of a bar.

In the next moment, an extremely strong and very pleasant aroma slowly wafted away.

"Ouch, I really didn't see it, you kid turned out to be a lover, he ran over to die, and he still had a bottle of perfume for a woman in his hand, if Lao Tzu was a woman, maybe he would have to stick you upside down!"

"Hahaha......"

After sniffing a few times, Zhao Heihu sneered strangely, causing all the little brothers to burst into laughter, looking at Zhou Xiaoya one by one and squeezing their eyebrows, obviously completely seeing him as a lamb to the slaughter.

"Hmph! What's the matter, even if you come at Lao Tzu, what kind of ability is it to toss a little girl?

Turning his head to look behind him, he found that the twenty or thirty Black Tiger Gang members who had gathered in from outside had just come in, and it was estimated that they had not inhaled much of the strange fragrance emitted by the "Daigo Incense", Zhou Xiaoya pretended to be angry and scolded, raised his foot and walked towards Sun Yuting in the corner on the side.

Presumably determined that the two of them would not be able to escape anyway, Zhao Heihu and the others watched with a smile and did not stop them.

The twenty or thirty Black Tiger Gang members who had just come in came over, and soon converged with Zhao Heihu in the center of the factory, and there were more than fifty people, forming a circle and a half, blocking Zhou Xiaoya and Sun Yuting in the corner.

"Big face buckle, you...... How stupid...... knew that he was going to die, but he rushed to ...... Woo...... I'm not going to call you a big face buckle again. ”

Seeing that Zhou Xiaoya really came alone, the little girl was so moved that she choked and cried, while crying, she kept twitching her nose, and smelled the strange fragrance wafting in the air distressedly:

"Did you really give me this perfume, it smells better than my sister's limited edition French perfumes, isn't it so expensive?"

"Huh, why am I a little dizzy? Oh, did these bastards drug me somehow...... I didn't drink anything, did I?"

As she spoke, Zhou Xiaoya had just untied the rope on her body, and the girl's feet shook, and it was a little difficult to even stand, and she fell to the ground with her buttocks. The whole person was drunk and confused, and in the blink of an eye, he was no different from the drunken drunk.

"Oops, the boss is not good, I'm a little dizzy too!"

"It's over, the little wine I drank last night is back up!"

......

Here, Sun Yuting just sat down, and among the dozens of people outside, a few people immediately screamed in strange tones.

Before Zhao Heihu and Old Man Mo, who were stunned, came back to their senses, two of them "banged" and fell to the ground.

To put it bluntly, this "Daigo incense" is actually an anesthetic that spreads in the form of gas, and although it is much more powerful than wine, the truth is still the same.

People who drink well will have strong drug resistance, and the support time will naturally be longer.

And people with poor alcohol consumption will naturally have weak resistance, just like Sun Yuting and the two Black Tiger Gang members who fell first, it is estimated that they are the kind with a very poor amount of alcohol, and they didn't smell it a few times, but they actually got drunk and fell to the ground.

As for Zhao Heihu and Old Man Mo, who were obviously good at drinking, although they were not yet drunk, this faint feeling of being a little "on top" immediately made their expressions change greatly.

"Stinky boy, what's that bottle in?"

With a loud shout, Zhao Heihu raised his hand and covered his nose: "Everyone be careful, don't follow this kid's way, you can't smell this fragrance!"

"Bang knock!"

"Bang knock!"

As soon as the words fell, several gangsters fell one after another beside him, and even Liu Magui's kid grinned and fell to the ground, with that expression, it seemed that not only was he drunk, but he also estimated that he had even had a "sweet dream".

"What the hell is this, the medicine is too strong, right?"

The sudden change made Zhao Heihu break out in a cold sweat, scolded angrily, raised his hand and waved to Zhou Xiaoya: "What are you still stunned about?

As soon as the words fell, the dozens of monsters who had reacted screamed and pounced on Zhou Xiaoya.

It was the old man Mo beside him, although his face was flushed at the moment, as if he was almost drunk, but his mind was not completely lost, and after raising his hand to cover his nose, he turned around and ran outside the factory.

"Old man Mo, stop for me, come back obediently, I promise not to kill you!"

Stretching his neck to take a look, seeing that Old Man Mo had run outside, Zhou Xiaoya immediately became anxious, and silently recited the activation spell of the "Xuanbing Mantra" in his heart between the roars, and in the next moment, with the spiritual power in his dantian qi sea surging, Zhou Xiaoya shook his hand and smashed out a white cold qi the size of a washbasin.

This canopy of white air mass is the cold qi formed after the spiritual power in his body instantly absorbs the temperature around his palm, Zhou Xiaoya hurriedly threw out his hand, plus they were far away from each other, and the accuracy was naturally much worse, as soon as the words on this side fell, after the canopy cold qi was thrown away, it suddenly smashed into the Black Tiger Gang that rushed towards him.

"Ouch, is this going to change the sky?"

......

The basin-sized cold qi happened to smash on one person's chest, and after it dispersed with a "swoop", it immediately made several people around him, Xu Fangyuan, shiver with cold.

As soon as the words fell, the guy who was smashed on his chest had black eyes and fell to the ground with a cold pendulum!