Since the street lights in this area have been turned off, only some dark lights are revealed in the window of the workshop. Lao Hei suddenly saw someone falling down, and he thought he had accidentally tripped by something...

He was annoyed and couldn't help but want to step forward in person!

Then at this moment, his subordinates who were already close to the workshop suddenly fell down in just one second as if they were electrocuted!

In the darkness, Lao Hei was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat...

Without thinking, he pulled out the military sect behind him with his backhand, but instead advanced, he rushed towards the workshop!

All the subordinates fell into the dark without warning. The strange scene was beyond common sense..././

If Lao Hei was not afraid at all, he might not even believe this.

In fact, in the face of this sudden and strange situation, he was so nervous that his heart almost stopped beating. However, the more nervous he was, the more he knew in his heart that if he did not react, the next person who fell must be himself!

Instead of being killed silently, it is better to fight to the death...

Lao Hei's idea is very simple. Even if he still can't escape the word "death" in the end, he at least has to rush in to see who he died at!

In fact, he didn't know that the scene at this time seemed terrifying and weird, but in fact, it was much better than he expected.

First of all, his subordinates just fainted temporarily and did not lose their lives.

Secondly, the black hand in the workshop was already exhausted!

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For Yan Fang, he borrowed the talisman in his hand to knock down seven or eight strong men at once. Whether it is physical strength, energy, or soul, they are in a state of excessive overdrawn!

Two minutes ago, he was lying on the bed and noticed that the street lights outside were turned off, and he felt alert.

When he jumped up and saw through the window that he was surrounded, his first thought was that the matter had been exposed, and the second thought was that he would leave immediately!

It must be said that after the street lights were turned off, the endless night brought some uncertain factors to the collision.

Yan Fang knew that he had been surrounded, but he didn't know that these people were not policemen. If he could make a quick decision and open a gap and escape immediately, no one here could keep him except Mo Yan who was hiding behind him.

Unfortunately, he didn't know this and just thought he was surrounded by the police.

In his opinion, it was absolutely stupid to escape with his back to the policeman's gun. So he made up his mind and activated the talisman weapon to drop most people to the ground in an instant... Even if he escaped, he had to escape calmly and not let the gun point at his back.

However, not everyone was knocked down by him. Lao Hei was ten meters away from him and was able to escape the disaster.

"Bang!"

Lao Hei kicked open the door of the workshop!

In the dim light, Yan Fang hunched over and stared at Lao Hei.

Blood oozed out of his nostrils and ears, and his originally hunched waist became more and more curved, but his eyes were flashing with a vicious shimmer!

Seeing this, Lao Hei couldn't help but feel happy. He raised the military stab in his hand and stood up and stabbed without stopping!

As the saying goes, "Take your life while you are sick." He saw that the old guy in front of him was in a wrong state. Although he didn't know what was causing it, it was a good time to start.

Looking at the cold light flashing on the military thorns, Yan Fang felt relieved and couldn't help but grin...

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"What's going on?"

About twenty meters away from the workshop, Zhang Xielin couldn't help but blurted out.

No matter who it is, I can't help but feel frightened when I see seven or eight living men dying in front of me without any warning.

Zhang Xielin's psychological quality is far superior to that of ordinary people. But after witnessing this strange and inexplicable scene with his own eyes, his body also had a cold hair standing on its back!

In the darkness, Mo Yan curled his lips...

In the cover of my own consciousness, no matter Lao Hei and his men, or Old Man Fang hiding in the workshop, his every move could not escape his surveillance.

From Yan Fang's wake up, activating the talisman weapon, until Lao Hei broke into the workshop... he could see clearly these scenes.

Especially when he saw the black wooden sign in Yan Fang's hand, the biggest question in his heart was instantly resolved...

He has been speculating how the handyman spreads nightmares?

And now, he finally understood.

"I thought I had the chance to meet someone like me, but it turned out to be a talisman..."

Although he had expected in advance that the possibility of meeting a monk here was almost zero, he felt somewhat disappointed after confirming it with his own eyes.

The only thing that surprised him was the talisman in the handyman's handyman's hand.

In fact, this is not a real talisman, but a utensil that can be used to "fit with a utensil".

This kind of tool embryo only needs to be sacrificed and refined with essence and blood, visualized with soul, and finally merged into one's body, and then it can become a true talisman. At that time, it can be integrated with the body and mind. Even if it cannot open up the sea of ​​suffering, it can use it to communicate with the thin spiritual energy in the world, temper the body and prolong life.

In short, this is actually a method of artifact cultivation. In the era of Zuo Taoist, it was very popular.

Unfortunately, this handyman named Fang was not even a half-baked person. The sacrificial technique was so rough that he was not able to play the real purpose of this weapon embryo, but he even lost it a little bit, so he ruined it!

"What a waste of resources!"

When Mo Yan saw that Old Man Fang was just using it to attack other people's consciousness and caused shock in an instant, he knew that this old man was at most a half-baked man. But it was precisely because of this that he did not take action, but allowed Lao Hei's subordinates to be attacked by this old man. Anyway, he would not die, so it would be better to faint and pick up a ready-made bargain...

Seeing Lao Hei rushing into the workshop, Zhang Xielin couldn't help and said, "Mo Yan, let's go in and help."

Mo Yan said without hesitation: "Okay!"

He said yes, but his feet were half a beat slower and let Zhang Xielin rush forward.

If you want to be a fisherman, you must be the last one to appear...

Although the embryo in Old Man Fang's hand is not of much use for him, an orthodox monk, it is of great reference value. In addition, he can also cleanse it and purify it, change it into another path, or pass it on to his descendants.

When Zhang Xielin rushed out, Lao Hei was already being kosted directly by Old Man Fang.

When he, a retired soldier, faced Old Man Fang, who was over fifty years old, he could not support him even if he met him. He was chopped on his neck with a palm and fainted on the ground.

At this time, Yan Fang, who was a pseudonym and dialect, finally realized that the guys surrounding him were not policemen at all!

But now that things have come to this point, he can't help but regret it slowly. The situation outside is still unclear. All he has to do is to escape from here as he still has the energy.

After knocking down Lao Hei, he rushed out of the door and almost ran into Zhang Xielin who was coming towards him!

Yan Fang was quick-eyed and swept his elbows towards Zhang Xielin's neck. However, this was just a false move, and he made a slight mistake on his feet. However, he gently hit Zhang Xielin's thigh with his knees...

Then, Mo Yan, who was following closely behind, saw Zhang Xielin, a former agent of the Land and Land Security Bureau, easily knocked down by the old man like a sandbag. He had learned no matter how much he was using!

After putting down Zhang Xie, Yan Fang glanced at Mo Yan not far away, but ran to the wall on the right very simply...

The old man made a ruthless move and knocked down two strong men in a row. The last little energy was exhausted. He really didn't have the energy to deal with the younger Mo Yan, so he chose to run away directly.

Mo Yan couldn't help but smile...

Seeing that Mo Yan didn't catch up, Yan Fang thought he was scared by him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that it was only about ten meters away from the wall, he couldn't help but speed up. He wanted to climb up to the wall and leave here in one go.

However, at this moment, he suddenly stopped and stared at the front.

Under the wall ahead, in the rich darkness, someone lit a cigarette...

Taking advantage of the fleeting light, Yan Fang was horrified to find that the young man who was still behind him just now was standing under the wall, lighting a cigarette leisurely!

"Who are you...?"

Yan Fang's mouth was so dry that he stared at Mo Yan's figure. He could feel that the aura of the person in front of him was unfathomable, far beyond his dead master... With such a person blocking his way, it was a luxury to escape!

Ordinary people may not be able to tell the breath of a monk, but in the eyes of Yan Fang, who has touched the edge of his soul, Mo Yan's breath is like a high wattage light bulb that suddenly lit up in the darkness, dazzling and cannot be looked at directly!

Mo Yan sighed and said, "If there were no three lives, I might be able to let you go, but it's a pity..."

Yan Fang suddenly pulled off the black wooden sign from his neck and threw it to Mo Yan, saying, "Can this buy my life?"

Mo Yan shook his head and said, "Sorry, this thing is useless to me, and it is close to the verge of scrapping. If you want to restore it, you must spend time to clean it..."

After hearing this, Yan Fang was already sure in his heart what the young man in front of him came from!

At this time, he didn't want to escape.

He took a deep breath and said in a difficult tone: "I really didn't expect that there was such an existence like you in this world... It's ridiculous. I have been pursuing it for most of my life, but I don't know that there are people like you in the world! Young man, you came for the Danshu, right?"

Mo Yan frowned and said, "Danshu?"

Yan Fang smiled strangely and said, "Why do you have to pretend to be stupid? Hehe, Danshu, Danshu..."

Seeing that he was smiling strangely, Mo Yan suddenly felt alert. Just when he was about to take action, he saw a smear of black blood flowing from the corner of the old man's mouth, and then he slowly fell to the ground...

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"He hid a poison pill in his mouth. After biting it, he could kill someone within two seconds and could not be saved..."

Zhang Xielin squatted beside Old Man Fang's body, observed carefully, and shook his head.

After he was knocked down by Old Man Fang, he quickly woke up, but when he rushed over, he saw Old Man Fang's body.

Mo Yan said: "Brother Zhang, you can call the Security Bureau. I guess they will definitely be very interested in the origin of this old man."

Zhang Xielin nodded, took out his cell phone and started making a phone call.

Mo Yan looked at the corpse on the ground and guessed in his heart what the old man said before committing suicide was.

"Forget it, no matter what it is, I have my way, there is no need to pay attention to these things!"

Mo Yan shook his head, greeted Zhang Xielin, and turned around and left Mochou Lake Community.

About forty minutes after Mo Yan left, Qi Yuanshan appeared before the workshop where Yan Fang had lived.

Looking at the busy staff of the Land Security Bureau, he had regret and anger on his face, and his expression was extremely complicated...

After a long time, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Xiao Feng'er, your master... is gone!" (Your support on this site is my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!