"Okay, as I said before, the other bits and pieces belong to you. These spiritual stones are mine, and the accessories for two people are yours."

In the room, a bearded man in the three-person team took off his gun and put it on the table next to him along with his helmet, busy dividing the loot.

This kind of hunting operation is also a challenge for them. They must identify some novices who are obviously ignorant of the world during the day, then remember where they live, and use shock after confirming that they have fallen asleep at night.

Play directly.

Although this kind of operation is very rigorous, there is no guarantee that the loud sound of the shock bomb will not anger the other masters who are practicing. Maybe one of them will be stunned and rush out to kill the three of them directly.

Tonight went so smoothly, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

A killer said: "Isn't this one different from what we agreed on? What to do with the souls of these two idiots? How do you divide the souls you absorbed with the soul gathering bottle? That man said that as long as one of us takes it to him

The souls of ten people are passed on to us to practice super powerful techniques."

Liu Mang is listening outside. What kind of props do these guys use to restrain people's souls, and they are entrusted by others. Who are they? Could they be the Ghost King?

If he really is the Ghost King, what is his purpose in going to a place like this where he is the soul of a human being? Is it to refine some sinister spell?

The people from the Laoshan Ghost Sect look really mysterious.

If not the Ghost King, who is he?

Is it possible that in this small town, besides the Ghost King, there are some perverted evil ways that are in urgent need of this aspect?

There are three idiots in the room. The first commandment they receive after entering the sect is that practicing evil ways is absolutely not allowed to be spread outside the sect. These three people don't know this, and they have obviously been miserably deceived.

Liu Mang continued to listen, and the bearded man leading the team sneered, stretched out his hand and patted the offending time collector on the shoulder: "Speaking of which, you still owe me something, right?"

The man looked at the bearded man inexplicably. Apparently he couldn't remember what he owed this guy for a while. Then he noticed the young man next to him who had never spoken.

Nod immediately and don’t say anything.

"Since when do I owe you something?"

The upright young man who still didn't understand said awkwardly. The next second, the bearded man pulled out a dagger from somewhere, and under the indifferent gaze of the young man who had not spoken a word, he stabbed it directly into the young man's abdomen.

, and stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

The young man who finally realized what the bearded man wanted to do immediately suppressed his pain and stepped back slightly, trying to put some distance between himself and the bearded man so that he could free the sharp blade inserted into his abdomen, but

It's too late.

The grinning bearded man twisted the knife handle fiercely and killed his companion, "I hate you the most when you dare to question me. Who do you think I am? Killing a guy like you is like crushing a chicken to death."

Simple!"

"You are so cruel!" The young man screamed in fear, fell to the ground, and was killed just like that.

Ignoring the companion on the ground who was still twitching and not even dead, the bearded man wiped the blood from his face and then inserted the dagger into the table. He looked at it coldly and stood beside him as if

The young man who had nothing happened said: "There are two souls of the Xuanmen here. Go and get which one of the Xuanmen is not dead yet. I won't do anything anymore. You can finish it."

Turn off the lights and get some sleep."

"Yes!"

The young man nodded intently, took out the dagger from the table and walked into the next room.

Soon, after a low whimper, there was no sound at all.

The bearded man glanced at the young man on the ground who was staring at him with wide eyes, a trace of sadistic pleasure on his face, and used a magic weapon to absorb his soul.

Then, he kicked the body away, turned around and lay on the bed, ready to sleep.

Liu Mang stood outside the room, his face a little ugly. He really didn't expect these guys to go to such an extent for the so-called practice.

Judging from the tacit understanding between these three people, they must have been working together for a while, and this bearded man actually killed his companion in the most brutal way. It seems that this guy does have a bit of a brain.

Children's problem.

Ordinary people can really do anything if they want to become a Taoist disciple.

Not long after, some people came from not far away.

Liu Mang hid in the dark and took a look. A dozen people came quickly from a distance. Those guys easily avoided the trap, came to the edge of the earthen house, and entered the room.

The bearded man was just about to sleep. When he saw the person coming, he couldn't take any time to rest and immediately started talking.

Not long after, an unhappy voice came from inside the room: "This is what we agreed before, a soul worth fifty thousand dollars plus any belongings of a Xuanmen person. But Huzi, you are very uncomfortable now."

You're so kind, who would bargain in a place like this? Are you really as easy to talk to as I am?"

The man wearing sunglasses slammed his fist on the table. This man had tight muscles all over his body, and he looked like the type with huge explosive power.

He had two revolvers on his waist, a Desert Eagle in his arms, and two miniature pistols on the back of his shoes. He was armed to the teeth.

The bearded man said impatiently: "Yesterday's landmine killed two people, but these two people turned out to be the absolute paupers in Xuanmen. They didn't have a penny on them, don't you know? Don't say what kind of objects they were.

What about your clothes that were blown to pieces? I and I spent a lot of money to buy a lot of supplies to come here, but as a result, we suffered a huge loss, so a loss-making business is definitely not possible!"

The man wearing sunglasses smiled coldly: "Okay, Beard, it has nothing to do with me how many people were killed by yesterday's bomb. I just want to know how much money you, kid, are going to spend to buy this soul."

.If you don’t get a price that satisfies me, you won’t be able to walk out of this room today.”

As he said that, several people standing behind him raised the muzzles of the submachine guns on their backs and pointed them at the bearded man sitting opposite.

The bearded man sighed: "Okay, you win." After saying that, he placed the two packages on the table.
Chapter completed!