Chapter 396 The Doorkeeper

Looking at the surface only, it is hard to believe that there are many shameful people and things in the prosperous Changsheng Street.

Ji Zheng is not a local, but Qi Qi, Cuckoo and others are, so he knows this very well.

Local gangs, martial arts schools, chambers of commerce, six gates and other forces, as well as people and ways to catch off guard, those who make news, sell stolen goods, and buy bad guys. It is no exaggeration to say that this is the most mixed place.

Perhaps the real business of a weapon shop that Ji Zheng just passed by was a job of robbing and kidnapping.

Maybe the book dealer shop on the slope on the left side of Ji Zheng was selling all kinds of news.

A shop with a big sign of refining medicine may not be a so-called "smuggling" that specifically "smuggling" medicinal materials or elixirs in private, but was obtained privately when the sectarian families monopolized the acquisition of spiritual medicines and elixirs.

For example, Cuckoo once took over the job here and secretly refined elixirs for others. It is said that he earned a lot of spiritual stones.

On the deep back where the sun cannot shine, there are many cruel and dirty people and things, more or less, that exist in this place.

Bamianfang, here!

The so-called "Changsheng Street" is actually more than just one street in scope, and it generally refers to a large area nearby.

Ji Zheng walked in without a trace of expression, paying attention to every sign hanging out, avoiding people who might be actively and passively bumping into him. Some were strong men with courage and fierce faces, while others were children.

When a child could not avoid being hit by a bump, the child smiled and wanted to run away like a gust of wind. Ji Zheng silently grabbed the other party's small hand that clamped his purse. The child was not afraid of him at all, but smiled and handed the purse back to him, pulling his hand back with confidence.

Looking around, Ji Zheng found two fierce guys staring at him at the entrance of the alley, with a bit of threat in his eyes. Several children from other places were also looking at him, just like the child in front of him, smiling from the beginning, but seeing him not letting go, his eyes began to become fierce.

Ji Zheng felt that if he didn't let go, the child might be stabbed in disagreement.

These children shouldn't be like this.

"What should I do if I feel uncomfortable?" Ji Zheng murmured to himself, murderous intent surged, and he tilted his head and thought: "It's okay, it's all right."

He pulled the child and walked slowly towards the alley. The two strong men looked at each other in surprise. Oh, there were still people who wanted to be a good man and save people from dire straits. Those who wanted to do this in the past died, and it was no big deal to die more.

The two men's eyes showed fierce light, and their fierce expressions became stronger: "Boy, I think you are looking for death. Do you know whose person this little devil is?"

"No need." Ji Zheng said.

The two strong men didn't understand what was going on, so Ji Zheng held down his head and hit the extremely hard stone wall. The two heads banged twice, and they were churning like watermelons and the scarlet juice flowed.

The child was completely stunned!

This sudden scene shocked many people who noticed this place: This kid is too brave, even the third master's people dare to kill them!

Ji Zheng finally let go of the child's hand and left, and no one around him made a sound. The "Third Master" arranged these two people and died of headshots. Naturally, no one stood up to stop him. However, when Ji Zheng left, someone rushed to report the news.

The Third Master was a big bald man. After hearing what the reporter said about this, Ji Zheng was not old, and he immediately laughed in anger: "Where is the fool who came from here, full of passion, I don't like this, but it's wrong."

"Grandma, whoever gets in my way of wealth will kill him!"

When the "Third Master" learned that his person was killed, Ji Zheng finally found the land, looked up and saw the mark at the corner of the sign. He gently pulled the corner of his mouth and drove straight into the room.

There was a middle-aged fat man carrying a teapot in the hall. He looked at Ji Zheng leisurely and felt a little strange. In the past, most of the people here were either masked or disguised. There were not many people who showed their true faces like the boy in front of him.

Although this person is fat, Ji Zheng will not underestimate this person because he is the "gatekeeper" of Bamianfang!

The location of Bamianfang is varied and everywhere, and this needs to be told by the "gatekeeper" to tell you.

Moreover, the "gatekeepers" of Bamianfang are usually local snakes, and they become a wall erected before Bamianfang, separating danger from tracking. Even if someone wants to investigate, clues are often interrupted here.

The fat man took a sip of tea into the spout, smacking his lips as if he was comfortable: "Tell me. Make money or spend money?"

Ji Zheng said calmly: "Buy your life."

The middle-aged fat man looked at him again and twitched his tongue: "At a young age, do you have a deep hatred with others?" He took out a few debris from his arms, picked out one and threw it at Ji Zheng: "Give it."

"That's it?" Ji Zheng frowned and asked.

The fat man continued to sip at the spout leisurely. It seemed that he thought he was living a fairy-like life: "What's the hurry?" He paused slightly before saying, "Go to Zhao's sugar water shop, someone will receive you."

Ji Zheng pursed his lips: "How much does it cost?"

"It's a spirit stone." The middle-aged fat man looked up and saw Ji Zheng's posture as strong as a gust of wind, silently approaching: "You"

Ji Zheng was as if he was integrated with the wind. The middle-aged fat man's vision could hardly keep up with Ji Zheng's speed. He only saw a shadow flashing, and it felt like he was being slashed from his chest to his armpits.

Driving the flow and breaking the moon!

Although it is no longer powerful for Ji Zheng, it is still used for close-range assault and is still lightning-thunder.

The fat man roared and swung his punch, and the wind swept through, but a cold star shone between Ji Zheng's turn of his hand, and he cut off the fat man's fist. The sword was like a brush, and quietly outlined it, silently piercing into the fat man's waist and abdomen.

Soon, it was so fast that the fat man had no time to feel the pain. He just noticed Ji Zheng's terrible strength, and he tried to make a sound to ask for help. A "help" roar made a sound in his throat, and it seemed like a leak in his throat, and he could not make any sound, but he kept spraying blood foam outwards.

Two guards dressed in the yard rushed in with anger: "Who dares to make trouble here!"

Ji Zheng was like stepping on ice, his feet slipped under his feet, and the sword cooperated silently, turning into a lightning bolt to penetrate one's neck. The other man was pale and wanted to retreat, but Ji Zheng grabbed his neck and broke it with a click.

"Bastard!" suddenly shouted loudly.

A nine-level aura suddenly burst out behind Ji Zheng, like a chariot that rushed forward rumbled and rumbled. The wind was boiling, and a man slashed down with a knife in an absolutely domineering posture. His aura was magnificent, making people never doubt that he could split the mountain.

But Ji Zheng is faster!

Ji Zheng, who seemed to be prey in the eyes of this ninth level master, instantly rushed into the sky with a sword, sweeping the waterfall through the sword force, causing the waterfall to rise against the current.

The ninth level master fell to the ground without a trace of blood, and a blood line burst out from his forehead to his chest. In a blink of an eye, the body exploded into two.

Kill the sword against the current!
Chapter completed!