Chapter 21 The Snipe and the Clam Fight
"Plop!"
The masked man with a **** hole between his eyebrows fell down and hit the ground with a dull sound, his whole body died instantly.
For a moment, everyone was shocked.
what happens?
Why did someone suddenly fall to the ground and die?
Among them, Guanshi Zhang's eyes widened in shock.
He just saw the golden light shot from Chen An's finger, and recognized that this is the second level of golden finger—golden light shining outward!
But how is this possible!
Gold Finger is notoriously difficult to practice.
If you want to refine the golden light of the second layer, it will take at least a few decades for a monk with ordinary talent.
The pay and return are completely out of proportion, and the cost performance is extremely low.
No one will practice at all.
Otherwise, it is still a spell, how can it be so cheap for only 100 low-grade spirit stones?
Then the question is, how did Chen An, a small Qi-refining fourth-level monk, manage to train his golden fingers to the second level in such a short period of time?
What the hell!
Guan Zhang couldn't figure it out, and his face was full of doubts about life.
"Om!"
The sound of a blade rubbing against the air sounded.
At the moment when everyone was distracted, the masked man in Heitie Villa, whose cultivation was as high as the seventh level of Qi Refining, played a sneak attack without any martial arts ethics, and slashed at Guanshi Zhang's head.
Fortunately, Manager Zhang reacted well, and immediately avoided the fatal knife by turning sideways.
But he didn't hide completely, a cut was made on his right shoulder, and blood seeped out instantly, soaking a large piece of clothes.
Unable to make a surprise attack with one blow, the masked man at the seventh level of Qi Refining immediately distanced himself from Guanshi Zhang, fearing that the opponent would find an opportunity to counterattack, so he was very cautious.
Then, he yelled at the lower-level accomplices on the side of the carriage:
"What are you doing in a daze, let's make a quick decision!!"
Suddenly, with such a roar, several masked men who had been shocked by Chen An's golden light immediately killed Chen An with their knives.
However, before taking a few steps, I suddenly felt that my whole body became limp and weak, and my whole body looked precarious.
There was an experienced masked man who immediately realized that he was poisoned!
"Quick, eat to detoxify..."
"... poof!"
The masked man was about to speak out to remind his accomplices, but just as he was halfway through his words, he was headshot by a burst of golden light, and fell to the ground with a plop.
"Puff puff!"
A series of dull voices sounded.
All the masked people who were poisoned were headshot with a golden light, and died instantly.
These masked men who were killed by headshots were all of low cultivation.
Except for one monk who is at the fifth level of Qi refining, the rest are all low-level monks at the third or fourth level of Qi refining.
With the cartilage scattered in his body, he had no power to fight back against Chen An's golden light attack, so he could only suffer death unwillingly.
"Guard Zhang, I'll help you!"
Chen An yelled, but did not step forward to join the fight, but continued to stay in place for remote support, and used the golden light to assist Zhang Guanshi to kill the opponent.
Guard Zhang was still at a disadvantage and had been passively defending.
Now with Chen An's support, the situation was instantly turned around, from bad to good.
So, he began to take the initiative to attack, playing extremely aggressively.
The remaining masked man knew that the situation was over, so he didn't continue to entangle with the two of them. He fought and retreated all the way, planning to evacuate.
How can Chen An do what the other party wants?
Let the tiger go back to the mountain, he can't sleep well at night.
So he immediately jumped off the carriage, risked chasing the masked man who was constantly retreating, and vowed to kill him here.
Guan Zhang also had the same idea, and kept chasing after him, frantically beating the dog in the water.
But no matter how embarrassed he was, the masked man had no intention of fighting back.
Just blindly defending, constantly retreating.
It wasn't until the next second that his mask was shot down by a golden light, revealing his true face, that he suddenly stopped and stopped running.
Chen An glanced at the other party. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, and he didn't know him.
"Steward Ouyang, why is it you?!"
After seeing the real face of the masked man, Guanshi Zhang in front was shocked.
This masked man, whom he had always thought to be a monk in the Black Iron Villa, was actually a member of the Bamboo Leaf Gang!
Moreover, he is also the manager of another cheap district who is regarded as a colleague with him!
Is the other party trying to do bad things and pour dirty water on the monks of the Black Iron Villa, or is the other party himself an undercover agent inserted by the Black Iron Villa?
Guard Zhang had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he still couldn't figure it out, so he could only ask bluntly, "Guard Ouyang, what's going on?"
The steward Ouyang ignored him, silently took out a crimson elixir from his bosom and threw it into his mouth.
It's Red Blood Pill!
An evil medicine that can improve one's cultivation in a short period of time, but will damage one's foundation in the future!
Guard Zhang recognized the evil medicine, and immediately slashed at Steward Ouyang with his sword.
The other party would rather damage their own foundation, but also improve their temporary strength in a short period of time. What else can this be other than silence?
You must kill the opponent with a single sword before the medicine takes effect, otherwise you will be in big trouble.
"when-"
Deacon Zhang swung his sword, but was easily blocked by the opponent with a knife.
Chen An didn't even watch the show when he saw this, he frantically gave fire support from a distance, and kept shooting golden light at that Steward Ouyang.
But unfortunately, they were all avoided by the opponent.
The current steward Ouyang, his eyes are bloodshot, his muscles are bulging, and his aura has skyrocketed in vain.
Strength has approached the eighth level of Qi Refining.
It is not like him, a low-level monk on the fourth level of Qi Refining, who can touch porcelain.
"Om!"
Suddenly, Steward Ouyang stepped in front of Chen An and punched him on the forehead, thinking of getting rid of this annoying fly first.
Relying on the strength of his spiritual consciousness far exceeding that of ordinary monks, Chen An quickly reacted and avoided the fatal punch.
However, he only avoided a fatal blow, not a punch.
The forehead was spared, but instead, the shoulder was grazed a little by the opponent's fist.
"Crack!"
I only heard this sound.
The next second, Chen An flew upside down in an instant, and crashed into a patch of grass. His life and death were unknown.
Seeing this, Steward Zhang immediately turned around and ran away without saying a word, choosing to leave Chen An behind and live alone.
He had absolutely no confidence in defeating Steward Ouyang, who had improved his strength, so he chose to take the first step by choosing to die as a fellow daoist and not to die as a poor fellow.
However, steward Ouyang would let him run away?
Regardless of dealing with Chen An in the grass, he turned around and chased after Guanshi Zhang who was running away.
Steward Zhang was not fast, and he caught up to him in an instant.
Seeing that he really couldn't escape, Steward Zhang immediately took out all the valuables on his body, and said to Steward Ouyang:
"Steward Ouyang, this matter has nothing to do with me. I didn't see anything today. I have hidden 88 middle-grade spirit stones under the desk in the office area in the cheap area. They are the savings I have accumulated over the past thirty years. This will all be given to you. It is enough for you to go back to Heitie Mountain Villa and enjoy yourself for decades. There is no need to suffer with me."
"I want the spirit stone, and I want your order."
After finishing speaking, Steward Ouyang killed him with all his strength.
As an undercover agent of Heitie Villa, it took him more than ten years to climb up to his current position in the Bamboo Leaf Gang. How could he just go back?
Isn't all previous work wasted?
In a few years, Black Iron Villa will go to war with the Bamboo Leaf Gang. At that time, he will need the status of Steward of the Bamboo Leaf Forest to help him complete some secret tasks.
"In that case, let's die together!!"
Boss Zhang's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth, knowing that the other party would not let him go today, so he chose to fight back when he was dying, and even if he died, he would pull the other party down and put him on the back.
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(end of this chapter)