The black-robed man beside An Ting immediately reported back on the situation in front of him.

On the other side of the phone, the middle-aged man who had communicated with An Ting before had a gloomy face that was about to drip water.

"Bring An Ting back safely first, that's all."

The black-robed man nodded silently, indicating that he understood.

After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man sat back in a brown high chair, and the surrounding decoration looked slightly dark.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Your Excellency, the person in charge of the warehouse has brought it here."

After opening the door, a cold woman in a black robe reported.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "Let him in!"

The woman bowed her head slightly, and her seemingly slender arms burst out with great strength.

Directly threw the man in his hand in.

The man who was thrown in fell to the ground, his expression silent and his eyes full of horror.

A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, "You are the person in charge of the warehouse, Hu San, right?"

Hu San's body couldn't help but tremble, "My lord, I don't know why you called me over?"

The middle-aged man dodged and stepped forward to grab Hu San's collar directly.

"Don't you know why I called you here?"

"How much of the stuff in the warehouse did you secretly sell?"

Hu San's face suddenly became whiter than paper.

"Great, my lord, this is all a misunderstanding."

"Listen to me."

As soon as the words fell, one of Hu San's arms turned into a puddle of pitch-black liquid.

"Ahh

Hu San let out a scream of pain.

"I'll give you one last chance, there's a limit to my patience."

"How much of the stuff was sold, and to whom?"

Hu San's tears flowed in pain, "My lord, I sold three bottles and sold them to one of my relatives."

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, "Which relative?"

Hu San said with difficulty, "The Hu family in Linchang City."

"Click!"

As soon as Hu San's words fell, his head was turned 360 degrees, and his death was extremely miserable.

When the middle-aged man let go, he didn't know what means he used, and Hu San's body had not completely landed, and it completely turned into a blood mist.

The cold woman watched from the sidelines.

The middle-aged man directly ordered, "Go to Linchang City, the Hu family has solved it, be sure to do it quietly."

The cold woman nodded in understanding and turned to leave.

The other side.

An Ting, who had lost all his materials and notes, sat down in a chair beside him.

All the hard work, all the hard work is gone.

An Ting's eyes were blank, and the black-robed man spoke while guarding his surroundings.

"Mr. An, let's go back to the base for the time being."

"Mr. An doesn't have to be so sad, don't you remember all those things in your mind."

An Ting was so angry that he stood up directly, "What do you know!"

"The point is that once these things are taken away by someone with a heart, if they are copied in large quantities at that time, they will all be messed up."

The black-robed man hurriedly bowed his head and did not refute further.

An Ting vented for a while, and finally leaned against the wall tiredly, clenching his fists tightly.

"Let's go."

An Ting took a deep breath and walked out of the basement.

The black-robed man silently followed.

When he walked out of the tunnel stairs, An Ting saw that just in front of him, a familiar thing appeared.

Netherfire's liquid bottle.

A little bit of black liquid is constantly seeping in.

An Ting's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Mr. Ann be careful!"

The black-robed man's face changed drastically, and he immediately grabbed An Ting out of the tunnel quickly

Back off.

But it was still a step too late, and the black-robed man quickly stood in front of An Ting, bearing the impact of the ghostly fire that exploded!

"Ahem!"

The black-robed man looked at the tattered black robe on his body and threw it to the ground.

The vest inside was exposed, and the protruding blood vessels on the arms took on an eerie purple-black color.

Festering scars can be seen everywhere.

It looks terrifying.

Especially the face covered by the hood, anyone who looks at it will probably have nightmares at night.

An Ting didn't seem to expect the person in front of him to be so terrifying.

The next moment, An Ting's body trembled, and he said in disbelief, "Guan Yun, is that you?"

The man immediately subconsciously covered his face with his hand, "I'm not Guan Yun, you recognize the wrong person!"

An Ting's pupils fluttered, "Why, why are you the way you are."

"Guan Yun, tell me!"

"Didn't I hear that you were adopted?"

"I thought you got out of there."

An Ting remembered that every time he was alone, there would always be a little fat man who looked a little silly to accompany him.

An Ting would often tell him about his vision and future plans.

Every time, Guan Yun would applaud him very much.

Later, when Guan Yun left, An Ting was still lost for a while.

Who would have thought that after many years of goodbye, this would be the case.

Guan Yun saw that he couldn't hide it, and finally put down his hand weakly, "An Ting, I hope you don't ask anything."

An Ting's eyes became extremely sharp, "It's the good things those people have done to you, right?"

Guan Yun sighed faintly, "No, it's my own choice, they gave me a choice, and I chose to become like this."

Anting was still incredulous, "Why?"

Guan Yun clenched his fists and was about to say something.

A figure appeared.

"Well, am I bothering you to catch up?"

"That thing is really not very powerful just now, what are you researching this kind of thing for?"

Ye Fan flashed and appeared opposite the two.

Only this time, he held Yan Yanzhu with both hands behind his back.

Guan Yun's expression suddenly became vigilant.

"Anting, you run!"

Guan Yun said suddenly.

An Ting was a little surprised, Ye Fan's realm was only in the middle of the seventh grade, and Guan Yun's strength should be stronger.

He has seen the warriors cultivated in the forces, all of them have strange methods, and their comprehensive combat strength even exceeds that of the same realm.

Guan Yun whispered, "He took all the Nether Fires, and once they all explode, we will all die here."

An Ting's pupils shrank, and he almost forgot about this stubble.

Guan Yun did not hesitate at all, intending to strike first.

As soon as his hands were closed, a special yuan force gushed out, turning into a large net covering Ye Fan.

Ye Fan stood there calmly.

Let the net envelop him.

These big nets touched Ye Fan and instantly penetrated into Ye Fan's body.

Guan Yun was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that it was Ye Fantuo who was accidentally hit.

But who knows, the aura on Ye Fan's body is becoming more and more weird and powerful.

"I'm sorry, but none of your stuff works for me."

"The only thing I'm not afraid of is poison."

"You're a poisoner, aren't you? Employed? Or are your entire forces poisoners?"

"I said no wonder there was poison in the recipe for Nether Fire, and it was."