"What's wrong with you? You fell into the ditch when you walk at night?" Li Zhengdao asked, looking at Mu Yangren, who was wet. As soon as he received a distress signal from Mu Yangren, he kept following Mu Yangren's route to work. Unexpectedly, he actually had the talent of police - he would never see the suspect when he arrived at the scene.

Mu Yangren smiled helplessly: "I'm so tired that I just fought with a supernatural abilities at the top of level three. Look, that's the spoils. Can you see if you can refine some good things?"

Li Zhengdao followed Mu Yangren's finger and saw a bloody arm lying alone on the ground. The uneven muscle fibers mean that this thing was torn off violently and was definitely not cut off by a sharp weapon - it seems that Mu Yangren is very manic.

In fact, Mu Yangren is about the same age as Li Zhengdao. One of them went to an ordinary university and the other went to a supernatural university. The two were undergraduates who graduated the same year, and they were less than one year apart. However, Li Zhengdao, who had been tempered in the bloody battlefield, is more mature and vicissitudes than his actual age, so Mu Yangren always has the temperament of a little brother in front of Li Zhengdao.

"This thing... is useless. There is no way to deal with the flesh and blood of the psychics in the inheritance you gave me. The True Lord of Huangshan has a Taoist true cultivation, and he is not a demonic psychic who uses the psychics to refine the alchemy of the psychics." Li Zhengdao said helplessly.

Mu Yangren touched his chin and thought, "Then can you use it for Lao Zhao? The flesh and blood of the supernatural beings seem to be able to cook..."

Li Zhengdao said tremblingly: "Your idea is very dangerous. Lao Zhao is a serious chef, not those guys trained in black shops! Are you accused of "Water Margin"? Who wouldn't like it and chopped up a bun?"

"It makes sense! Buns!" Mu Yangren's eyes shone green. He was so frustrated that he was so defeated. He was cut by a knife and he would always make a little profit! But there was only one arm left on the scene, and he said it awkwardly.

"Stop! I've eaten a lot tonight, and I don't want to spit it out in the street. But if you want to deal with this arm, I have a way - you can contact the people who are fighting against you to ask them to pay for this arm. Neither the wood or the holy light system can easily achieve a broken limb rebirth. Instead of spending a lot of money to hire a healer above level seven, it's better to spend some money to redeem this original arm!" Li Zhengdao forced the topic to change the topic.

Mu Yangren thought Li Zhengdao was reliable. Since you want to fuck me, it would not be too much for me to kill him? I don’t want military expenses or war compensation. I just sell an arm. You can’t help but give face, right? Mu Yangren felt that he was so kind, he was simply a role model of the times and a model of morality.

He vaguely remembered that when he was tortured by "difficult delivery", he seemed to hear that guy tell his home. The gang seemed to be called the Wild Wolf Group. But it is hard to say what the Wild Wolf Group is called, because Mu Yangren checked the New York Underground World Organization List - more than 30 organizations named after the Wild Wolf Group.

What is the wild call for wild wolf group, what is the moonlight wild wolf group, what is the Belikov wild wolf group, what is the cute wild wolf group... What do you know where this beard comes from? The organization that can send out third-level psychics is not a giant. Whether it is Mu Yangren or Li Zhengdao, he can destroy it at will.

Mu Yangren's strength is not on his body. If he untie the ties of life superpowers and starts "difficult delivery" at any time, his combat power will definitely be above level 4. If he continues to be exposed and uses life to deprive this auxiliary magical skill, even if he stands and fights level 5 superpowers, he can still win. Mu Yangren will become stronger and stronger as the enemy fights, and he will become weaker. Is there any fun?

Especially when he was deprived of life, Mu Yangren was not afraid of fighting. This was a war magic skill that became stronger and stronger as he fought. If he followed a team behind him, they would be an immortal army with the blessing of Mu Yangren.

It is best to ask people in the underground world. Mu Yangren has no idea of ​​being in the underground world in New York. The fish pond here is too shallow, so it is really not enough for him to slap. His enemy is at the level of the senior official branch of Luoshen, and the boss in charge is at the peak of the sixth level. A group of low-level psychics in the underground world of New York are really not worthy of letting Mu Yangren play with them-but if you can send money, Mu Yangren doesn't mind being intimate with them. Who can't get along with the money?

The only member of the underground world that Mu Yangren is familiar with is the fourth-level senior brother from Balaskin City. However, they are familiar with each other, and they are just in a relationship of transactions. Even until now Mu Yangren has not asked what his name and nickname is - it's so embarrassing!

But the relationship is raised, and you will get familiar with each other after a while! Anyway, Mu Yangren has the contact information of a senior brother, and he can ask some things with just one phone call.

Li Zhengdao squatted on the side of the road and watched Mu Yangren call. It was funny when he heard Mu Yangren speak English - the stuttering English of a guy who had just passed the CET-4 was heartbreaking.

However, the principle of foreigners listening to Chinese people speak English is similar to that of Chinese people listening to foreigners speaking English. As long as the words pop up, they can understand what you mean by themselves. So Mu Yangren’s conversation with his senior brother was quite smooth.

"Mr. Dark Night, what instructions do you have?" The senior brother asked politely. He had seen Mu Yangren's elusive skills, so he was very afraid of being a mouse.

"Is there any small senior executive of a wild wolf group who is a bearded guy?" Mu Yangren asked straight to the point. Don't go around with foreigners. Just go straight. If someone thinks he can tell you, he will tell you. If someone thinks he can't tell you, he will ask you. If someone thinks he can't tell you, he will ask you. If you can accept the conditions, the transaction will be true. If you can't accept it, you will ask others to go. The time of the supernatural person is very valuable.

The senior brother thought about it and said, "I think the person you are asking for should be the first battalion commander of the Golov Wild Wolf Group--the double-sword Iron Wolf."

"It should be him! That two swords!" Mu Yangren said angrily: "Can you help me meet their team leader? I have a business to discuss with them."

"Oh? Mr. Salesman, is it possible that the war broke out in the Wild Wolf Group?" The senior executive asked curiously that Mu Yangren sells medicine and wants to discuss business with others, probably because he met the wounded again.

Mu Yangren smiled gloomyly: "Yes, they just fought with me. I have to talk to them about the issue of trophy."

"Uh... Your superpower is very powerful..." The senior brother was sweating coldly. He had also heard of the name of the Double-Sword Iron Wolf. He was a cruel person in the underground world and had little combat experience and was easily trapped in his hands. Unexpectedly, the Gorov Iron Wolf Group actually faced the dark night salesman.

"As a reward, I can give you ten healing pills." Mu Yangren offered the offer. The senior brother did not expect that there was an unexpected surprise and quickly agreed: "Okay, I'll contact Golov now. Our city lord of Balaskin City is not a mud."
Chapter completed!