Chapter 22: It looks like you need help!

Chapter 22 Looks like you need help!

The black market is full of people.

Lu Changsheng went straight to the female stall owner.

"Um, no one?"

Lu Changsheng saw that the position of the female stall owner was empty.

The female stall owner didn't come?

He has learned before that female stall owners are on the black market almost every day.

Why are you free today?

Lu Changsheng made indirect remarks and asked about the female stall owner.

One of the warriors explained: "This female stall owner has gotten into trouble."

"A few days ago, Zhao Ruxiao, the son of the Zhao family in Nanyang Prefecture, had some disputes with the female stall owner. As a result, the female stall owner killed Zhao Ruxiao."

"The Zhao family was naturally furious and sent people to chase and kill the female stall owner."

"So the female stall owner hasn't come these days, probably to avoid disaster."

Lu Changsheng nodded when he heard the words.

He knew about the Zhao family, which, like the Nanyang Zheng family, belonged to a big force in Nanyang Prefecture.

However, the Zhao family started with martial arts, and their businesses also include **** agencies and fighting firms.

In short, force is far better than Miaoshouyuan.

The female stall owner killed the Zhao family's son-in-law, which is equivalent to stabbing a hornet's nest, and there is no longer a foothold in Nanyang City.

"Pity…"

Lu Changsheng shook his head.

The previous transactions he had with the female stall owner were all happy.

I didn't expect the female stall owner to offend the Zhao family, so she probably won't come to the black market again.

Lu Changsheng walked around the black market a few more times, and saw martial arts and martial arts displayed on some stalls.

He stepped forward to check and inquire.

The martial arts on the booth are basically second-level martial arts, and almost all of them have been practiced by Lu Changsheng, so they are useless to Lu Changsheng.

Martial arts are also martial arts at the strong blood level, but there is no bone forging martial arts.

Lu Changsheng couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

I used to worry about not having enough money to buy martial arts, but now I have money but can't buy martial arts.

"In terms of martial arts, it seems that the third-order martial arts are not so widely spread, so the number is relatively small."

"In terms of martial arts, at the bone forging level, almost no martial arts can be bought..."

Lu Changsheng was able to use money to buy martial arts and martial arts as much as he wanted before, it was because the martial arts and martial arts he needed were of a very low level.

However, when the level of martial arts and martial arts is slightly higher, it is difficult to buy.

Lu Changsheng thought of the female stall owner. The other party should have third-level martial arts, and he must also have the skills of bone forging and viscera refining.

It's a pity that Lu Changsheng can't find a female stall owner now.

Lu Changsheng wandered around the black market for a while, but couldn't find any martial arts that satisfied him, so he could only leave the black market in disappointment.

Lu Changsheng has been shopping in the black market for an hour, and it is already midnight.

In Nanyang City, except for the black market in the south of the city, the rest of the streets are quiet, and most people have already fallen asleep.

As Lu Changsheng walked out of the black market, he rolled his eyes out of the corner of his eye.

He seemed to see a few figures vaguely, hiding in the corner furtively.

However, these sneaky figures were not aimed at Lu Changsheng, they seemed to be waiting for someone.

Lu Changsheng ignored it.

The black market is full of fish and dragons, and there are all kinds of people. Even, the black market is unavoidable to fight every day.

No matter who these people are waiting for, it has nothing to do with Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the night.

"唰".

Suddenly, Lu Changsheng heard the sound of a weapon being unsheathed in his ears.

At the same time, a veiled woman in red was blocked by someone hiding in the dark.

"Li Hongzhuang, you finally appeared. The master ordered us to be here to guard you for many days."

"A member of the Zhao family?"

Li Hongzhuang almost didn't even think about it, and ran away immediately.

It's just that seven or eight warriors jumped out all around, all from the Zhao family, and surrounded Li Hongzhuang.

Li Hongzhuang's expression under the veil is very dignified.

These seven or eight warriors are all bone-forging warriors.

Zhao Ruxiao was killed, the Zhao Family Lei was furious, and sent so many masters.

Even if Li Hongzhuang has some means, her strength is not weak. But in the face of so many bone-forging-level warriors, she is afraid that there will be more bad luck today.

"Forget it, the Zhao family wants my life, so come and take it!"

Li Hongzhuang also drew out the knife.

She is a person in the Jianghu, and she has thought of such a day long ago.

Just as the two sides were at war, suddenly, in the silent night, there was a faint sound of footsteps.

"Da da da".

Footsteps are very regular.

It seems that someone is coming step by step.

The members of the Zhao family looked at each other, and their eyes looked at the hazy night.

In the night, a figure could already be seen vaguely.

It seems that there is no weapon in hand, just walking step by step.

"You seem to be in trouble."

The man in black stared at Li Hongzhuang, and spoke slowly.

Hearing this familiar voice, Li Hongzhuang was shocked. She remembered the identity of the man in black.

"It's you…"

The person who came was naturally Lu Changsheng.

He had actually left before, but unexpectedly heard the familiar voice of the female stall owner.

Then he turned around and walked back again.

The female stall owner is Li Hongzhuang, the woman in red in front of her.

As for the people who surrounded the female stall owner, they were naturally from the Zhao family.

"Looks like you need help."

Lu Changsheng's eyes swept over the Zhao family's martial artists one by one.

Leaded by Zhao Li, his heart trembled. For some reason, he faintly felt that the man in black in front of him was very dangerous.

This is his intuition!

Just one look made him feel uneasy.

However, as a warrior of the Zhao family, he still took a step forward, staring at Lu Changsheng and warning: "Li Hongzhuang killed the son of the Zhao family, and he will never end with our Zhao family! This matter has nothing to do with your Excellency, I hope you will not interfere."

Bringing out of the Zhao family is to put pressure on Lu Changsheng.

In Nanyang Mansion, the name of the Zhao family is still very deterrent.

However, Lu Changsheng still stood where he was, with no intention of leaving.

Zhao Li's face darkened, he stared fixedly at Lu Changsheng, and said coldly: "Your Excellency, are you really going to make an enemy of our Zhao family?"

"An enemy of the Zhao family?"

"No, just because I don't want to be an enemy of the Zhao family, so I have to kill you all."

"As long as you are dead, the Zhao family will naturally not know that I did it, and there will be no enemy against the Zhao family."

As soon as Lu Changsheng finished speaking, Zhao Li's expression changed drastically.

"嗖".

Lu Changsheng's figure flickered slightly, as if he disappeared from sight.

Without thinking, Zhao Li instinctively raised the knife in his hand to block in front of him.

"嗤".

A white light flashed.

Zhao Li felt a sharp pain in his throat.

"Boom..."

His knife fell to the ground.

Zhao Li covered his neck tightly with his hands.

However, the blood still spurted out, dyeing the whole body red in the blink of an eye.

There was a "plop".

Zhao Li fell to the ground, and his body gradually stopped convulsing.

A dignified bone-forging martial artist, but he couldn't even block a move and died.

Not only Zhao Li.

Lu Changsheng went all out when he made a move.

The figure appeared beside the Zhao family warrior like a ghost.

Followed by a flash of white light.

That is the light of the dagger.

Even Li Hongzhuang, who was on the sidelines the whole time, didn't see Lu Changsheng's speed clearly.

In just a moment, there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Lu Changsheng stood quietly in front of Li Hongzhuang, without even a drop of blood on his body.

"Trouble solved."

Lu Changsheng said calmly.

Looking at the corpses all over the floor, Li Hongzhuang glanced at Lu Changsheng again, feeling a faint palpitation in her heart.

Even if the person in front of her helped her, she couldn't help but feel scared.

"Thanks…"

Li Hongzhuang's voice seemed to have trills.

"You seem to be short on money?"

Lu Changsheng asked.

Obviously Li Hongzhuang has already run away, but she still ventured to the black market.

That can only be for money.

Li Hongzhuang gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, I am very short of money."

"You don't want to help me for no reason?"

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Lu Changsheng was not polite, and directly stated his request: "Bone forging martial arts, if you have visceral martial arts, you can also. There are also martial arts, I need a lot of martial arts!"

"Martial arts, martial arts..."

Li Hongzhuang thought for a while, then gritted her teeth and said, "As long as the money is enough, then there is no problem."

"Come with me…"

Lu Changsheng followed behind Li Hongzhuang without hesitation, and the two quickly disappeared into the night.

(end of this chapter)

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