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"Hey, wait, explain it clearly."

Shi En took three steps and two steps, and reached out his hand to block in front of Snake. He pointed to the collar on his neck and asked, "What exactly is this thing?"

"This is the Slave Collar, it's specially used to control slaves."

Snake did not speak. Shi En saw that the young lady who had walked out from the crowd was Pretty Girl, one of the master and his servant. She was accompanying the soft and weak young miss, leisurely walking towards Shi En.

"Young Master does not seem to be someone from the Yingtian Fu. I believe you are still very unfamiliar with all this." The young miss bowed and paid her respects to Snake and Shi En, then said respectfully to Snake: "Miaojin greets Brother Zhang."

Snake only nodded politely, and did not move, but looked at the young miss with a sorrowful gaze.

Shi En did not expect the young miss to know Snake. Since they were familiar with each other, it was easy to deal with them. After descending the mountain today, he had accumulated a stomach of suspicions, so Shi En asked: "Why did you use such a dangerous thing to control the slaves?"

When the young miss heard Shi En's question, she paused for a moment before softly explaining, "This is to prevent criminals from using martial arts to break the law, and to do things that are harmful to the Great Ming Dynasty. As long as the slaves leave the area of control, the Slave Collar will activate the explosion system to restrain them. "

Shi En touched his neck, his heart having a lingering fear. He did not expect that this small collar would be able to kill him at any time and place. He really wanted to cry but no tears came out.

"Then why did the big guy suddenly explode? He shouldn't have escaped from the domain, otherwise it would have exploded a long time ago. What's going on? " Shi En suddenly thought of this question and asked.

The Pretty Girl beside the young miss pursed his lips and thought for a long time before he quietly told Shi En: "He, he said the forbidden language, which was why he triggered the self-destruct system."

"What taboo words?"

"It's related to the Buddhist and Dao Sects. The big bloke is the lifelong slave of the 'External Devil', so his Slave Collar will be set up by this system."

Shi En nodded, he had gained some understanding of the world, the world outside was truly dangerous.

Shi En suddenly felt someone patting him on the shoulder, turning his head to look at Snake, a pair of dead fish eyes staring at him, and even pointing at the watch on his left hand, he said playfully: "You still have thirty minutes to return to 'Bu Gan House', you can't be sincerely hoping that your master will retrieve your corpse, right?"

Shi En suddenly lost all confidence. After bidding farewell to Pretty Girl and the young miss, he obediently followed Snake's butt and got on a taxi. The driver increased his horsepower and headed straight towards Huai Nan district.

When they were in the carriage, Snake saw that Shi En was gritting his teeth at him, he stopped for a moment and said: "This place is much darker than what you can imagine, the entire Yingtian Fu can be said to be a forbidden place for cultivators, there are 'External Devil' groups that specifically capture martial artists lurking everywhere, people like you can be captured and become their slave at any time."

"Do something under my command so you can become a dog of the 'External Devil'. Think about it carefully."

Without a word, the car sent the two to Qin Huai Residential Quarters, and when they got off the car, it was Shi En who gave them the money. Their mood instantly became even more unsightly.

Ever since Snake entered, he had been sitting at the counter and staring intently at the television. Inside, a variety show hosted by Liu Qian Meizi was being broadcasted. After confirming that the Slave Collar was no longer issuing sounds of life seizing, Shi En finally heaved a sigh of relief. He carefully thought about what Snake had said in the carriage, and immediately felt powerless.

With nothing to do, Shi En also moved a chair over and sat in front of the counter. He followed Snake to watch Liu Qian Mei and her daughter god on the television. His two faces were vile. From afar, the posture of the two of them were extremely vulgar.

"Cough cough, that, Manager Zhang, Manager Zhang?"

An untimely voice came from behind them, but neither of them moved to greet their guest. Snake and Shi En were enjoying watching this with relish. On the television, Goddess Liu Qian was doing a series of yoga exercises. If there were no outsiders around, Shi En and Snake would have put their arms on the table, bent down, raised their heads and sighed: "Aowu".

"That, Manager Zhang Zhang Wei!"

The voice of the guests behind them became louder. Shi En waved his fist in the air, and impatiently said to him: "Call me mother, my surname is Shi, his surname is Si. There's only me and no one else here, which wicked bastard is called Zhang Wei, why aren't you coming out to receive your guest?"

Just as Shi En finished speaking, he received a heavy hammer strike to his head. Snake waved his fist, and with a look of displeasure, he shouted at him: "I am Zhang Wei, I will remember you in the future."

Rubbing the large bump on his head, Shi En nodded his head to show that he received it, and secretly cursed in his heart. Shi En was confused, thinking that he was not called Snake, why was he called Zhang Wei, only later on did he find out that Snake had several other names, Lao Zhang, Zhang Dapao, Zhang Yi Da.

Snake turned his attention to the Great Ming Dynasty News Channel and started entertaining the guests. It was a very capable man. In his hand was a wooden box. After stopping in front of Snake, he said respectfully: "Manager Zhang, I …"

Before he could finish, Snake interrupted him and said, "I'll do it!"

The lean man awkwardly stood there, after which he realized that Snake's chin was desperately pointing at the number plate and the collection box on the counter. He slapped his head and quickly took out a silver ingot from his pocket and put it in the collection box. Then, he took out a number plate.

Snake had a face that could be taught, his attitude became even more flattering, it was almost as if he was flattering his guests. Shi En heard him and said: "Esteemed customer, your feet are sore but I'll give you a massage.

Shi En didn't know how shameless this guy was. He himself wouldn't be able to say such words anyway.

At this time, Snake saw that Shi En who was at the side acted as if nothing had happened, and threw a heavy hammer at his head, saying, "If you don't have the slightest bit of eyesight, hurry up and go backstage to pour some tea for your guest."

Shi En unwillingly went backstage and casually brought out a teapot and two teacups from a cupboard backstage, and poured some tea leaves and boiled water. Returning to the table, he poured the guests a cup of tea, and casually took a stool to sit with them and listen to what the two were about to talk about.

"That Manager Zhang, I have something urgent to ask of you."

"Oh, okay, no problem. However, as you know that you can find me here, our 'Bu Gan House' is not cheap." Snake poured himself a cup of tea and started to drink.

"Of course, we all know the rules. This is a deposit, you take it first."

Shi En was very confused as he saw Snake receive the small porcelain bottle. After opening the bottle and sniffing it with his nose, he smiled sinisterly as he put it back in his sleeve, "Tell me, what is the urgent matter? Our Bu Gan House has accepted it. "

"It's like this. We need you to escort a person." The guest placed the wooden box on the table, then took out a photo and spread it out on the table. Shi En saw that the person in the photo was a very ordinary Uncle Huzha. He had an aquiline nose and a square face.

"How did I remember where this person was?"

After the guest heard Shi En's words, he pointed to the television that was broadcasting the Great Ming Dynasty news.

Shi En turned his head to look and saw an official in imperial court attire giving an interview to a news host. He spoke with righteousness: "Under the rule of the Emperor of Ming, the situation in the Great Ming is great, only some outlaws are still around. Today, there was another incident that attacked the embassy of the 'External Devil'.

The host's face was also filled with indignation as he looked at the camera, "Today, there was another terrorist attack on the 'External Devil' embassy. Now, it's being reported on the spot, it's Miss Wealth, Miss Wealth."

When the scene changed, the audience in front of the television saw that the iron gate of the 'External Devil' embassy had been blown to pieces. The surrounding walls were peeling off. The scene was a mess.

The television station's reporter, Miss Caijin, holding a microphone, stood in front of the camera and reported to the audience, "Caijin reports for you guys that this is the 'External Devil' embassy that was attacked by shameless and terrifying explosives, luckily there were no casualties. Ah, there's the latest news, the live surveillance system has captured a terrifying bomber, this is his portrait."

Shi En wiped away the sweat on his forehead. This television screen's terrifying bomber look was practically carved from the same mold as the Uncle Huzha in the photos they saw. Shi En thought, could it be that the two of them were long-lost twins?

"About that, customer, let me ask you something. What's the profession of this person in the photo?" Shi En picked up the photo, pointed at the Uncle Huzha and asked.

The guest squinted his eyes, and replied very naturally: "He is our Heavenly King, surnamed Li. As for us, we are just ordinary studious terrorist bombers."