C117 Also see nameplate

The final task was much simpler.

'Uncle Turtle' had spent a huge sum of money to buy the lives of these people, thus Zhou Dunyi magnanimously said that he would not pursue the matter any further.

This was the way of the martial arts world. If it wasn't for the hatred between life and death, they wouldn't have done something so ruthless. Otherwise, if there was any mistake, it would be a huge problem to keep it.

As for the matter of Fan Cunlong being shot with a black gun, 'Uncle Gui' said that it had nothing to do with them. At that time, there were several people who attacked together, and they did not even fire a single shot. Another added that it should be the dragon that came out of the Dragon King's Temple in the northeast. In his own words, the people from the Dragon King's Temple were all unscrupulous. In order to achieve their goals, they would use any means at their disposal. Directly using a firearm on such an occasion was very similar to those people.

Dragon King Temple, I wrote down this name.

No matter what, they had almost taken Fan Cunlong's life, they could not let this matter go just like that. When the time was right, they had to take revenge for this, otherwise, if they were treated as a soft persimmon, there would be more and more troubles in the future.

In reality, Li Zhan and the rest did not find any heavy firearms like shotgun from this group of people. If it was only because of Nan Ke and Yi Meng, then they had already found the item.

I think they are even more depressed now, stealing chickens is not enough, losing a man and losing a soldier. He had originally wanted to steal away this great treasure, but he hadn't expected that he would lose even more of it.

In reality, money was just a small issue. In this line of work, they would not care about this amount of money. What made them even more uncomfortable was the fact that they had lost their reputation and face today, and had even received a beating.

This was in line with the old saying, 'One would be stabbed if he or she were to roam the world'.

Zhou Lao Er's words and actions were as good as gold. However, he definitely did not have the heart of a Bodhisattva, much less the understanding that Lei Feng had learned.

He let his' Uncle Turtle 'and the other young masters, who had been scared out of their wits, lead their young masters out of the Ghost City. As for whether they could leave successfully or not, he didn't even consider that. Otherwise, Li Zhan did not return their guns after Li Zhan killed them. His intention was clear, letting them leave empty-handed, life or death, all depended on luck.

The little girl was still crying as she left. There seemed to be countless grievances in her heart. The more she cried, the more sad things became. Before she left, she ruthlessly stepped on me. I could only cry helplessly.

When I approached it, I clearly felt that there were a lot of things that were unusual. It was no wonder that Li Zhan and the others were unable to get close, they had evil fiends guarding them and not willing to leave. If a normal person did not have a treasure inside, it would be weird if they could get close.

However, these things were all very afraid of me. It was able to discern my aura, and in the end, under a sorrowful cry, the evil aura was dispersed by the small black cloth.

This could also be considered a type of opportunity. Normally, it was extremely difficult to turn something red. However, the reason was not because the evil spirits in these items were lingering around and refusing to come out. Now that I have taken the initiative to come out, I naturally have no reason to be polite.

"Qi Qiao, look at this!" Zhou Dunyi bent over and picked up an item from the ground, handing it to me. I casually received it but didn't look at it, and was stunned for a moment.

A very strange feeling rose in my heart as I looked at the small nameplate. How could that be! When I lowered my head to size it up, I saw the word 'Zheng' carved on it and was speechless for a long time. It's really like that, it's this nameplate again, how can it be!

I habitually narrowed my eyes and thought. Just when that guy called 'Kang Dong' was about to reveal his identity, 'Uncle Turtle' seemed to be very afraid that he would expose his identity and tried his best to stop him.

At that time, we didn't think too much into it. We only thought that they probably didn't want to embarrass their faction, but we didn't expect there to be such a relationship.

It's this' Zheng 'again! What was the connection? This faction seems to be finding trouble with me frequently these days.

Zhou Dunyi noticed that something was amiss, but he did not say anything.

When he went downstairs, the two subordinates of Zhou Dunyi, who had been standing guard there the entire time, were filled with fear. They looked at Zhou Dunyi spitting out what he had just done with fear.

So it turned out that the two of them were guarding downstairs after receiving Zhou Dunyi's orders, and were only allowed to enter. When 'Uncle Turtle' and the others came down, they naturally had to obstruct them a bit, but they were not his opponents.

He hadn't even opened his gun yet, but his wrist had already been hit by a cold stone. Naturally, he was taught a lesson by those guys with extraordinary hands, and they even robbed his gun along the way.

On the other hand, Zhou Dunyi had a peaceful expression on his face. It was true that his name was Blood Bodhi in Zhou Lao Er, but he would never get angry at his subordinates for something like this. Not only that, he even comforted his two subordinates. The two of them immediately felt grateful towards Zhou Lao Er as they looked at him as if they were looking at their parents.

Just by looking at how powerful Zhou Dunyi was, he had already made use of his methods to win over people's hearts. If not, then his subordinates would not have been able to gather such a loyal person.

"I forgot about that. Count them lucky." Zhou Lao Er still said those words somewhat hatefully. With a gun in their hands, it was much more likely that they would be able to get out safely. Even if the people in Underground Ghost City were abnormal, if they were willing to hide in this dark place, it proved that they loved their own lives.

There was a saying that goes: no matter how high one's martial arts might be, one would still be afraid of a kitchen knife. No matter how fast the kitchen knife was, it had been knocked down with a single strike.

The two guys behind the counter finally looked up at us, their faces pale and dressed in that sort of outfit that could easily have been a ghost in a graveyard or in some dark place at night.

I also sensed some auras of death from them. This is very strange, unlike the pure death aura on Zhou Dunyi's body, these two people's death auras were filled with filth, it is normal that they would not be able to survive long after this kind of death aura appeared.

However, I think that if Zhao Qijiu was here, he might be able to find out what exactly happened to them.

He ran into a few people outside the shop. It seemed that they had been waiting for a long time. It was an old acquaintance of Zhou Dunyi's, and one that had quite a bit of influence in the Underground Ghost City.

"Ol 'Two, why aren't you greeting me?" "My goodness, if you hadn't caused such a commotion, I wouldn't even know that you had come down here." The leader, Pointy Eyes, greeted Zhou Lao Er enthusiastically.

Zhou Lao Er curled his lips and said: "Every time I come down to greet you, I'm so tired that I die of exhaustion. Then why didn't you report your whereabouts to me when you went up? "

The two casually laughed, the pangolin did not ask if it was about helping, and Zhou Dunyi did not even mention this. On the other hand, when the Pangolin saw that the object in my hand seemed to have taken on a different nature, it said that it had to see what was inside, and Zhou Dunyi only indifferently said, "This is too much." He then gave up on the matter in embarrassment.

He was a great figure in the Underground Ghost City, but Zhou Dunyi was the ruler of a region on the ground. As long as the Underground Ghost City was still safe, it would definitely be under Zhou Dunyi's care. Otherwise, if he decided to seal the entrance to the Ghost City, even if it was just for a short period of time, a huge problem might occur underground.

Riding a boat, he followed the flow of the underground river through one of the exits and arrived at the riverbank outside.

"Qi Qiao, the Dragon King's Temple is not to be trifled with, you should let go of this matter first. The people from the northeast have always been one with each other, unless the south and the north have a few old fellows attacking at the same time, no one can really do anything about it."

Zhou Lao Er seemed to be able to see through my thoughts, he pointed out a few things, and his expression was extremely serious. I nodded my head seriously. Even though I remembered this matter in my heart, it was still too early for me to threaten to take revenge. When it comes to power, I basically don't have it, much less fight with those big, deep-rooted powers.

Just because they didn't exist now didn't mean that they wouldn't exist in the future. I secretly decided that I had to do something about it. Back in the day, the Zheng Clan was like a giant in China, with no one daring to capture its tiger whiskers. It wasn't just because of the Zheng family's great fame, but also because of his wealth and the black power that many feared.

Now, however, the new Zheng family was as weak as an infant.

He had the ability to say a lot and do a lot of things. Some of the things that you can't measure up to are the mantis's arms, the car, and adult jokes.

After returning to the courtyard, Wu Huai impatiently rushed over to inquire about the results. When he saw that Nan Ke and Yi Meng were openly sitting on the tea table, he immediately shut his mouth and ignored everything else. He first used a magnifying glass to check that Nan Ke and Yi Meng were not hurt, then patted his chest in relief.

"Boss, good skill!" Wu Huai gave me a thumbs up sincerely. He didn't ask how the item was recovered. The process wasn't important, what was important was the result. Afterwards, I went to the police station to inform the investigators of this result. As for how they are going to deal with this, whether they sell the case or continue investigating the culprit, it has nothing to do with me. I only have four words for them, how did they find it, where did they get it back from, and so on. I have no comment.

He just hadn't thought that it would cause a thousand ripples in one fell swoop.

When the news was released to the media, many people were celebrating the fact that such a treasure had not been lost, but now, another dissonant voice sounded.