Chapter 112: Jimaru Hutong (Ask for Collection Recommendation)

Tang Fei and Lan Ruomeng left hand in hand, and they were still in a hurry to open the room? The rest of the partners were all stunned, plus the two of them whispered quietly before, and their posture was ambiguous, how could they not think about it crookedly?

Lin Xiaotian hugged Zhu Ziyu with a lewd face, and Zhu Ziyu also smiled innocently, but this fat man was not stupid, he was a typical sullen scratch. The little girl Tang Ling'er was at a loss, looking straight at the two guys around her who had been smiling, and she also laughed coquettishly. Only Bao'er sat quietly on one side, sullen, pursing her small mouth and muttering twice from time to time.

After a while, Lin Xiaotian settled the account, the senior brother had a life, and he couldn't make trouble, but he just fought with the remnant Ju next door, didn't make a move, and left with his partner.

"Keep up and see where they stay...", Zhou Gui, the owner of the restaurant, whispered.

"Yes!" two large men followed behind him.

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On the third floor, there is a private room for the royal family.

Leng Qiu Sheng warmly entertained, "Brother, please take a seat, it's been hard all the way, have anyone been following?"

Directly opposite him stood the barefoot man, who did not reply, but stood coldly in place.

Leng Qiu Sheng immediately reacted and said with a smile, "Hehe, I lost my words, brother, don't blame, according to your skills, don't even want to catch up even if you are at the level of Emperor Xuan, how can you be followed, hehe..."

"Hugh wants to talk nonsense, who is the target?" Leng Qiusheng was interrupted by the barefoot man before he finished speaking.

His voice was extremely cold, without a trace of emotion, as if he were speaking to a dead person. But he had a softer voice, and he should have been about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The corners of Leng Qiu Sheng's mouth twitched, how could a dignified son have been treated so coldly? Instantly became angry, but he didn't get angry, but chuckled, "Hehe... Brother straightforward, foolish brother appreciation, this time the target is the remnant chrysanthemum..."

The barefoot man asked coldly, "Don't you want to be brought to him, why are you doing it to him now?"

Leng Qiu Sheng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and replied indifferently, "Uncle Huang really wants to take him in, but this person doesn't know what to do, he is bold, he took our gold, silver and tokens, but he didn't agree to join the gang, this kind of villain is useless to stay, besides, he is the guardian of the 'Holy Tiger', and he should belong to the Ten Thousand Beasts Villa, how dare he stay with such an opponent with unqualified qualifications?"

The barefoot man replied, "I will report back to the hall master what you mean, but this person is very strong! He is not an ordinary person, and he also has the 'Holy Weapon Falling Bow' and the Emperor-level Mystery Technique, I am not sure, when I report back to the hall master, I will send someone from the new..."

With that, he turned around and left.

"Brother, slow..."Leng Qiu Sheng hurriedly stopped him and took out a three-inch square box.

Gently lifting the lid of the box, a flash of blue light emitted in an instant, and then a bone-chilling cold enveloped the room.

There was only one thing in it, an ice-blue bead the size of an egg, transparent, and many runes engraved on it, which was extremely strange.

Leng Qiu Sheng handed the box to the barefoot man and chuckled, "This is an intermediate-level 'rune bead', which can store an emperor-level beginner-level mystical technique, but the capacity is too small, it can only be equivalent to a Xuandi-level master, and it is sealed by my imperial uncle himself, and the mystical technique is 'Ice Piercing'." ”

The barefoot man took the box, took a look at it and put it away, without speaking, walked to the window and looked at the compartment where the remnant chrysanthemum was on the second floor.

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At this time, Remnant Ju had already dressed up again, combed her hair, looked left and right, and felt that there were still people laughing at her, so she was extremely ashamed and angry, and hurriedly walked downstairs.

in one room.

"Giggles... How's it going, is it comfortable, isn't it much more enjoyable?" said a little girl, her voice like a silver bell, very pleasant.

"Hmm... Hard... Wrap it up. A half-sized boy muttered, seems to be very comfortable?

"Got it... It's going to be soon, don't rush...", the little girl said coquettishly.

"Hmm... Not bad... Hurry up, hurry up..."The boy was a little anxious.

After a while, the door opened, and two children walked out of it, none other than Tang Fei and Lan Ruomeng.

Lan Ruomeng looked around, but saw that the door of the private room on the third floor was open, and suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly said, "It's not good, he's already gone, chase quickly..."

Tang Fei nodded and chuckled, "Restrained the black thunder, it's easy to chase him, go..."

The two walked out of the restaurant, Tang Fei's eyes flashed with purple light, he chuckled disdainfully, and pulled Lan Ruomeng straight to the west.

This is the west of the city 'Dimaru Hutong', the place is not big, but it is the most lowly and dirty place in the heavenly city, to put it bluntly, it is the beggar's nest in the heavenly city, there are very few surrounding households, and there are also Mo who has very poor economic conditions.

The alley was quiet, with only a few beggars walking around.

About tea time, the two of them settled down, hid behind the corner wall, and looked forward.

I saw that the barefoot man was hiding behind a stone pillar, looking sideways forward, extremely cautious.

"Who is he following?" Lan Ruomeng asked quietly.

Tang Fei's face was solemn, and he shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

At three breaths, I saw that the barefoot man continued to move forward, hiding from time to time, his body was light, and he did not miss a sound, which alone can be seen that he is a top master of sneak attack and assassination.

Tang Fei and the others followed all the way to a dilapidated mansion in the depths of the alley.

The barefoot man jumped lightly and stuck to the courtyard wall, motionless, as if he were a dead thing.

Tang Fei hid on one side, hugged Lan Ruomeng and jumped lightly, jumped onto the courtyard wall from the other side, and looked into the courtyard.

I saw that there was a mess within the walls of the courtyard, and there was only one broken house. More than a dozen little beggars of five or six years old were frolicking around a gorgeously dressed beautiful boy, leaving many black paw prints on his neat and gorgeous clothes, but the beautiful boy did not dislike them at all, took out a big bag of steamed buns, buns and other food to distribute to them, and even picked up a little girl with a dirty face, making her laugh, as if holding his own sister, caring to the extreme.

And this is not the key, to Tang Fei's consternation, this beautiful boy turned out to be the Wandanzi Juju with a serious cleanliness habit.

He, a person who attaches great importance to appearance, spends money to hire people to make a show for the sake of face, and shoots over the five major tyrants in a fit of anger because others have soiled his clothes, how can he come to this beggar's den and be so affectionate with these little beggars?

After frolicking with the little beggars, Remnant Ju carried the little girl into the broken hut. The little beggars from the surrounding area followed in.

At this time, the barefoot man jumped lightly into the courtyard wall, and the yellow power on his body flashed, and he approached the hut in two steps like a flying swallow and stuck it outside the window.

The distance from the courtyard wall to the hut was about fifty meters, to say the least, but his whole movement took less than two breaths, so you can imagine how fast he must have been.

"Sure enough, it's him..."Lan Ruomeng had already drawn his dagger, and wanted to rush in, but was pressed down by Tang Fei.

"Don't worry, let's see first, he can't run..."Tang Fei said softly, and then jumped directly onto the roof from the other side with Lan Ruomeng in his arms.

There is no need to uncover the tiles, the roof is already dilapidated, there are big holes everywhere, the two of them hide their figures, look down, but are shocked by the indoor scene again......