learned some information from Chunhe's mouth, although his perspective was from the outside, it provided very important and critical information, which made Zhang Yang a lot clearer about the context of the story.

It's just that whether it is the old Taoist priest or Chunhe, they only say a rough idea, there is something about the internal situation of the Zhang family, Zhang Yang still doesn't know, and I'm afraid that if he wants to find out what happened inside the Zhang family twenty years ago, he can only ask Feng Qinglan, or the other Zhang family.

Leaving the room and getting the information he thought of, Zhang Yang had no interest in continuing to stay in the ghost market. But as soon as Zhang Yang came out of the room, a large group of people in suits came not far away, and the leader was a bald head, and their appearance made the stall owners on both sides hide on the edge, not daring to raise their heads or making any sound.

Looking at this formation, Zhang Yang knew that he was here to trouble him again, so he immediately came to Luna's side and calmly waited for those people to approach.

Meanwhile. On the side in front of Zhang Yang, the old Taoist priest pushed open the small door and walked out of it, still holding a handful of dust whisks in his hand, with a smile on his face.

Seeing that Zhang Yang and Luna happened to be outside, the old Taoist priest strode over and said with a smile: "Doll, are your things done?" Nodding slightly, Zhang Yang smiled: "Wang Daochang seems to be familiar with the secret door of the ghost market, and he has only been separated for a long time, and he has also gotten himself a weapon." Shaking off the dust in his hand, the old Taoist priest said proudly: "It's not that there happens to be a stall next to buy this kind of thing, this time Lao Tzu is carefully selected, only to find the dust that will not break, there is this thing, see who dares to say that Lao Tzu is not a Taoist!" "I'm a cultivator, how can I do it if I don't have anything in my hands, the old Taoist priest still attaches great importance to these.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang tried a look at the old Taoist priest, meaning that he would look behind him. The old Taoist priest frowned and stared at Zhang Yang, turned his head to look behind him, and there were twenty or thirty people standing about five or six meters away from him.

"Lao Tzu said that it is not good to follow your kid, where is your kid going now, where is the accident, and he is a big plague god alive." said a word to Zhang Yang dissatisfied, and the old Taoist priest gave up his position and let Zhang Yang face to face with those people.

Zhang Yang glanced at the old Taoist priest, and said unhappily: "Little master, please follow you?" Do you want to go to the Dongjiang Club? Hearing this, the old Taoist priest's attitude instantly reversed, and the steps he took moved back, his right hand swiped the dust, and the other hand held the palm gesture, and the whole person returned to Zhang Yang, and then stood upright.

"Mr. Zhang, there is a poor road today, what do you say, let's do it!" was speechless by the contrast of the old Taoist, and Zhang Yang didn't bother to talk to him, so he didn't say a word.

Among the people on the other side, the bald head who took the lead stared at the three of them at this time, and said coldly: "Zhang Yang, come with us, my young lady has something to find you!" ”

"Presumptuous! What kind of identity Mr. Zhang is, why can you see your young lady if you want to! Who is your young lady, how does it look, how is the dimension, first report it to let Lao Tzu listen to it, and after Lao Tzu has tested it, there is no problem, and then you can see Mr. Zhang! With a cold snort, the old Taoist priest said extremely seriously, but it sounded very unhappy to the bald head and Zhang Yang.

"Old man, get out of the way, it's none of your business here!" The bald head didn't give the old Taoist any good face, and he didn't know the old Taoist either.

"Hey, you dead bald donkey, do you believe it!" When the old Taoist priest heard that the bald head dared to talk to him like this, his temper suddenly exploded.

But just as the old Taoist priest was about to get angry, Zhang Yang pushed the old Taoist priest away, and then asked the bald head, "Which one is your young lady?" "Looking for yourself?

In Longcheng, there are only a few people Zhang Yang knows, as for how many people know him, Zhang Yang doesn't know, but if he is looking for himself, at least he wants to know who the other party is and what is the matter with him.

The bald head looked at Zhang Yang, and said in a cold tone: "My young lady is from the Qi family, if you want to go, you will go, obediently." "I don't have a good face for Zhang Yang, and his bald head looks very arrogant.

Zhang Yang didn't care about the bald head, in his eyes, the bald head was not important at all, just an inconsequential little person.

As for the Miss Qi family who wants to see him, it is mostly because of the Qi family's branches, and apart from this, Zhang Yang can't think of any other reasons.

With a smile, Zhang Yang said: "I'm sorry, I don't have time, so I tell your young lady for me, next time I have time to come to me in person, I'm very busy." "Refusing the bald head, Zhang Yang still has to look for clues about Zhang's bloody night, and he is not in the mood or interested in meeting any Miss Qi.

Seeing that Zhang Yang rejected him, the bald head suddenly smiled, then reached out and touched his bare head, turned around and asked his little brother for a submachine gun.

The muzzle of the gun was aimed at Zhang Yang and the others, and the bald head snorted coldly: "Damn, I gave you face, right, my young lady's words, you have to listen to it, if you don't listen to it, you have to listen to it, if you don't want to die, go with Lao Tzu!" The voice fell, and the little brothers behind the bald head also took out their submachine guns, all of them locked on Zhang Yang and the three of them, looking full of firepower.

Watching some people do this, Zhang Yang was really convinced, how come these people in the main city and those on the periphery of Dragon City and some people in Dongcheng, they are all the same urine, knowing that they can't beat themselves in a fight, so they want to use guns to solve the problem.

The gun is an extremely dangerous weapon, but that is for ordinary people, in the face of the existence of strength above the Grandmaster Realm, it is already ineffective.

"Alas, speechless." Sighing slightly, Zhang Yang was too lazy to continue talking to the bald head, and then said to the old Taoist: "Wang Daochang, it's too late, we should go back, you come and clean up this garbage." Zhang Yang didn't want to do it himself, he didn't have any feelings for these people anymore, and he didn't want to kill them.

The old Taoist priest buttoned his nose and stood lazily in place without reacting. Seeing this, Luna kicked the old Taoist in the ass, and then glared at him viciously.

The old Taoist priest sighed, touched his buttocks, took two steps forward, and then said to the bald head: "Bald donkey, Lao Tzu finally reminds you, don't fix these useless people who kill themselves, but they will go directly to hell!" "I was very unhappy with the old Taoist, and the bald head was not talking nonsense, so he directly aimed the muzzle at the old Taoist, and then pulled the trigger hard.

Toot toot! Fierce gunshots rang out, and the muzzle of the gun instantly became the brightest light on the main street of the ghost market.

Dozens of bullets rushed towards the old Taoist priest in an instant, almost covering the entire body. The old Taoist priest did not move his palm, but an incomparably powerful energy surged out of his body in an instant, forming a solid shield.

The bullets landed on the strength shield, all of them bounced away, and flew back upside down and hit many bald little brothers, and in a burst of bells, their formation was disrupted, and they were even more frightened that the bald heads were holding their heads and running away, for fear that the bullets would hit them.

Seeing that these people were afraid of death, the old Taoist priest no longer wasted time, and came to the bald head in an instant, clenched the dust with his right hand, and suddenly swept the dust out.

The strength of the dust was condensed, and when it swept past, it shot out an impact, including the bald head, and lifted everyone in front of it out, like a smashed falling rock, scattered and smashed, and fell heavily on the ground, constantly wailing, looking quite miserable.

The bald head was lying on the ground, and he was already unresponsive, he was the one closest to the old Taoist, and the power of that dust was irresistible to the bald head, because they were not martial artists.

A whisk of dust to open the way. Then his left hand stroked the dust and put it on his forearm. The old Taoist priest's action of putting away the dust is very standard.

Zhang Yang pulled Luna to the old Taoist priest's side, looking at the situation in front of him, he didn't have any expression on his face, just said indifferently: "The trouble brought by the Qi family is endless, and you have to die endlessly." The old Taoist priest snorted and said, "Qi Tianhao, Qi Bingxu and one more Qi Zhiyin, these three all died because of you, who are they looking for if they don't look for you?" But you don't think you care about that, because you're in a lot more trouble than that. ”

"That's right, I'm going to provoke the Zhang family next, I just want to poke this behemoth and see how terrifying it is!" With bright eyes, Zhang Yang pulled Luna and strode forward after speaking.

The old Taoist priest took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Yang's back, and didn't continue to say anything, just followed them.

The group of three left the ghost city like this. And the stall owners of the ghost market didn't know what was going on, they only saw a group of people coming in aggressively, and in the end it was like scattered chicken feathers, everywhere.

What shocked the stall owner even more was that Chunhe, who had dominated the ghost market for many years, was beaten to his knees by a young man tonight.

Get out of the ghost market. There were still a few hours before dawn, Zhang Yang thought about it and took the old Taoist priest and Luna back to the hotel to rest, and when they fell asleep, he quietly left the hotel alone and returned to the ghost market.

However, this time, Zhang Yang did not enter the ghost market openly, but sneaked into it, sticking to other customers, and slowly walked into the depths.

Those who were pulled away by the old Taoist priest did not all die, but some were still alive. Those people called for help, and not long after, the entrance to the ghost market was forcibly shattered, and then two old men walked in with their hands in their hands, exuding coercion at will, suppressing all the stall owners and customers on both sides, and forcibly making innocent people kneel on the ground.

In order not to expose himself, Zhang Yang deliberately squatted down and hid in the crowd. Behind the old man was a gorgeously dressed long-haired woman, with gorgeous makeup on her arrogant and cold face, and there were some people on the woman's side, who were also warriors, and the aura she exuded was a little worse.

Seeing her person lying on the ground, the woman's expression was extremely displeased. The old man went to the front and carried the bald body to the woman, and then threw it on the ground.

"It's dead, and all the organs are shattered." Hearing the old man's voice, the woman narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "You go and ask Zhang Yang what he is doing here?" ”