When the crow flew away, Wu Xiaode glanced at its tail feather.

I don't know if it was an illusion or something, but he always felt that the crow's tail feathers had become longer and emitted a dark and ink-like glimmer.

——According to it, there are very few people with the power of the undead.

Maybe it is like itself, and is also rapidly improving its strength?

This is a good thing for mutual benefit.

Anyway.

Brother Crow is good.

At this time, a hustle and bustle came from the street outside the night market.

Zhao Junyu turned his head and said casually: "These people will cause trouble when they drink too much."

Wu Xiaode also glanced at the street outside.

I saw a group of people pulling a young man and going up to beat him one by one.

"Is there a camera on this street?" Wu Xiaode continued to chew chicken legs and asked vaguely.

"This is the most lively night market at night, with cameras everywhere." Xia Huilan answered.

"Then there is nothing big." Wu Xiaode said.

While the few people were talking, the group of people had already beaten the man to lie on the ground.

Blood emerged from the man's head.

"I see it red!" Xia Huilan covered her mouth and said.

"It seems you guessed it wrong." Zhao Junyu said to Wu Xiaode with a smile.

Wu Xiaode looked up and saw that the group of people saw the man lying on the ground, his head covered in blood. He woke up immediately and flashed, and soon left and disappeared.

"A bunch of guys who are unwitting." Wu Xiaode shook his head, stood up and walked towards the other side.

"What is he doing?" Xia Huilan said.

"Who? Xiao Wu is still the one who was beaten?" Zhao Junyu asked.

Wu Xiaode walked straight through the long street, walked to the man, squatted down and said, "How is it? Can you still move?"

"I guess... it won't work." The man grinned.

"Don't move, I'll touch it." Wu Xiaode said.

"Are you a doctor?"

"That's true."

The man felt relieved and cried, "I won't let them go, I must find a chance-"

"What opportunity do you want?" Wu Xiaode interrupted him, "Win to jail, lose to be hospitalized, don't fight if you can."

The man was unwilling to say: "But-"

Wu Xiaode interrupted him again and said, "Look at you, there is a broken rib and a cracked bone, a scalp wound 9 cm, a broken nose bridge, a broken finger bone, and a scratch on the face. Although it is not very obvious, it is enough to have a minor injury standard."

The man said angrily: "Yes, I am so miserable, I must--"

"Call the police and call the ambulance. When the injury is identified, they will be able to compensate hundreds of thousands of dollars." Wu Xiaode said lightly.

"Hundreds of thousands!" the man shouted in disbelief.

"Yes, if you have a minor injury, you can be sentenced to death. If they don't pay the money, they will go to jail. It's that simple." Wu Xiaode said.

He began to help call ambulances and police.

"Doctor, are you sure? You're not fooling me?" the man said quickly.

"You can check it online by yourself, there will be no problem. By the way, after entering the hospital, the doctor asked you about the incident, and you said you didn't remember it."

"Why?"

"Concussion, brother."

“What else should I pay attention to?”

"I feel dizzy and I don't even urinate."

"What else?"

"Prepare to get compensation or send them to jail, brother, you have money, what do you want to do next?"

The man was stunned for a moment, lay on the ground, pulled out his cell phone, found the car software and started to select a car.

"I always wanted this car..." he said with longing.

After a while.

The police car is here.

The ambulance also came. Before he was lifted into the ambulance, the man insisted on thanking Wu Xiaode, added his friend and sent a red envelope.

Wu Xiaode said goodbye to him, walked back, sat down, and continued to eat.

Xia Huilan and Zhao Junyu stared at him.

"What are you looking at?" Wu Xiaode was puzzled.

"Xiao Wu, how do you know this?" Xia Huilan asked.

"We should love each other when we do something. We don't even look at criminal law or cases, and we dare to go out to fight?" Wu Xiaode shrugged.

He glanced at the floating Book of the Dead.

A few lines of small words of ice crystals that exuded a deep cold air appeared on the pages:

"Although your soul power is fully replenished, your physical strength is exhausted too much."

"When you replenish your food and rest, your energy will slowly recover."

"Please keep eating."

What else can I say? Keep eating!

Wu Xiaode was lying in his head.

suddenly.

There are many people appearing in this block.

They walked past vendors and sat down at stalls in various night markets, as if they were indeed here to have a midnight snack.

People were suddenly filled with people around the stalls on Wu Xiaode and his team.

The whole night market became lively.

Zhao Junyu looked around, but frowned and said, "Xiao Wu, someone is here to find you."

"Who?" Wu Xiaode said with a bowl of rice.

"I."

A voice came.

A man with a tiger back and a bear waist walked through the lively crowd, sat down at Wu Xiaode's table, and smiled:

"Hello, Master of Iron Fist, I heard you were in seclusion, but now it seems that you are having late-night snacks."

Wu Xiaode glanced at Zhao Junyu for no reason.

Zhao Junyu smiled and said, "Two hours ago, after I finished washing the floor, I thought you would have to rest for a while and block it for you."

Wu Xiaode immediately understood.

Zhao Junyu went to the Food God Restaurant on Binjiang Road to wash the floor for himself, and found an excuse to block the people behind the scenes.

Now someone is coming to the door.

"Happy, who are you?" he asked lowered the bowl.

"Fu Zhengyang, a boxer in the Huhe School, has a soul power of 15 points. I'll give you a word for the big guys." The man said.

"What big guy isn't big guy," Wu Xiaode grinned, revealing his neat white teeth, "Hidding in the gutter, I dare not see anyone, but I have a way of killing people and snatching things. Just say whatever you have."

He glanced at Xia Huilan invisibly.

——I'm afraid I've found the real owner this time.

Those big names who want to seize the scientific research results at Xia Huilan and then kill her.

They finally sent a master with a soul power of 15 points to see him.

Fu Zhengyang said: "The previous events... are all misunderstandings. I am here to say sorry on behalf of all the big guys. If the matter is wrong, it is wrong for us."

"Yeah, please continue." Wu Xiaodedao.

Fu Zhengyang said: "From tomorrow, Miss Xia can continue to go back to work. In terms of scientific research results, she can earn 10% of the profits as long as she handed over them."

"As for you, you can offer a price. You can be satisfied with how much compensation you will get for this matter."
To be continued...