29: C29 The Back Street of the Bar

C29 The Back Street of the Bar

The bartender was struck dumb, and there was a blank look in his eyes, as if he didn't feel any pain.

"Let me ask again, where did that woman go?" But the man behind him didn't let him go, his cold voice sounded again, like a devil from hell seeking his life.

He instantly sobered up, he could clearly feel the other party's substance-like killing intent.

He would die! If he resisted, he would definitely die!

He stretched out a trembling finger and pointed behind him. "That... That woman was kidnapped by two Indian... She ran from the back door..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pressure on his head disappeared. He carefully lifted his eyelids to look around and found that the terrifying man had disappeared without a trace.

He let out a long breath and then shouted at the top of his lungs, "Oh my god! It hurts so much..." Then he rolled his eyes and fainted.

There were a few dark alleys on the back street of the Babyback Bar. Due to the complex composition of the members of society, even though they were in a bustling area, there were very few pedestrians passing by.

It was said that during the most chaotic period in the past, the washroom of the bar was full. Many men and women with strong hormones came from the bar to the dark alley at the back street to perform in real life.

It was said that there were perverts who came in the middle of the night to "pick up corpses." There were once people who picked up second-rate celebrities and even reported them.

Of course, there were also a group of people who had nothing to do living here. They wandered around the area like ghosts all day long, and many robbery cases in the city were also concentrated here.

Shen Qingfeng exerted his perception to the limit and quickly discovered that there were three people hiding in a nearby dark alley. Two of them had the aura of a cultivator.

Zhou Peihan was wearing thin clothes and was casually thrown on the ground. Her beautiful body lay horizontally and the scenery was panoramic.

The two Indian stood at the side as if they were arguing.

"Di Rang, I found this woman first. You should give her to me."

The tall man slowly said. He had blond hair and blue eyes, and spoke slowly, which was very similar to the temperament of a noble.

"Hmph! Galava, this woman revealing her knees is disrespecting God, I must teach her an unforgettable lesson."

The short man argued. He did not seem to want to let go. As he spoke, he occasionally looked at the jade pendant on Zhou Peihan's neck, drooling.

"Bullshit! There are so many women in China who have exposed their knees. Can you teach them a lesson?" The tall man became anxious and spoke much faster.

...

The two of them started arguing because of the distribution of the prey. They kept chattering, and neither of them wanted to back down.

Zhou Peihan had not completely lost consciousness yet. She tried to get up, but she could not muster up any strength from all over her body.

She was not better than alcohol to begin with and had drunk so much tonight. Now that she was drunk, her eyelids started to fight and she did not listen to her orders.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, she saw a figure that was not very tall. He was wearing a hood and was walking towards her.

She felt that the other person's appearance was a little familiar, but she could not see his face clearly...

Dick's mouth was dry from talking, and he was unable to convince the other party for a long time. He put his hands on his waist, and just as he was about to rest, he suddenly found a young man standing in front of him.

"Who are you!?"

He was so scared that he took a few steps back and looked at the other party in bewilderment.

This person's appearance was too mysterious, to be able to quietly approach them, but he did not sense any special aura from his opponent, making it hard to determine whether his opponent was an ordinary person or a cultivator.

"You, don't be meddlesome!" Galava also frowned and threatened in stiff Mandarin.

Shen Qingfeng sensed Zhou Peihan's condition and found that her breathing was steady. She did not seem to have suffered any injuries on the surface.

"How dare the bandits of the Barbarian Land be so arrogant on this land? Do you know how to write the word 'death'?"

Shen Qingfeng was really angry. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and his killing intent was stern.

He was the war god of the human race, guarding the South-Heaven Gate for the Flame Emperor. He had killed countless experts of the other races.

These two actually dared to behave atrociously in front of him. Did they think he had a good temper?

"This woman is the Holy Maiden I taught her. It has nothing to do with you. Get lost!"

Di Rang's face sank. He directly berated the other party. His attitude was very arrogant.

"Holy Maiden" was a special group in their own country. This word was just a cover, and it did not mean what it meant.

"If a woman made a wish in advance, then after she gave birth to a beautiful girl, she would bring her daughter to the Great God - Brahma and offer her to Brahma."

Their life's happiness was dedicated to the local gods. They performed religious ceremonies and prayed for the villagers to marry the monastery during the ceremonies and celebrations.

However, in reality, their job was to be a temple whore, a slave who sold themselves. They were dedicated to the torture of the temple's cultivators, and their outcome was extremely miserable.

Fortunately, Shen Qingfeng did not understand this matter at the moment. Otherwise, he would have resorted to violent means a long time ago!

"You, retreat quickly! Or else, kill!"

To be honest, Shen Qingfeng was the first person they met in China who might be a cultivator.

If they looked at the respectful attitude of the ordinary people in Huaxia, this cultivator definitely wouldn't dare to be arrogant.

The two of them looked at each other and temporarily put aside their prejudices, facing the outside world together.

The two of them, if the other party really didn't know what was good for them, they could only give the other party an unforgettable lesson.

"Heh! Threatening me?"

"Since that's the case, I'll send you all to hell. I hope that after your rebirth, you won't pick the wrong opponent!" Shen Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and said indifferently.

Those who are not of my race must have different intentions! Furthermore, he had no reason to hold back against such a petty person.

A gust of wild wind blew past, and Shen Qingfeng brazenly attacked.

He appeared in front of the two of them at the same time like a ghostly shadow. The two of them were so shocked that their pupils dilated. They realized that something was wrong, but their bodies could not react in time.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Boom..."

Both of them received a kick and crashed into the wall on the other side of the street, creating two large holes.

If it was an ordinary person who received such a heavy blow, they would probably have been shattered into pieces on the spot!

The two of them were indeed cultivators. After struggling on the ground for a long time, they actually staggered to their feet.

"Interesting, looks like you've cultivated body refining techniques before. I'd like to see how many times you can withstand!"

Shen Qingfeng's eyes carried a bloodthirsty look, and the corners of his mouth revealed an inexplicable smile.

Di Rang and Galava were both cultivators of ancient yoga, and they had never encountered such a crisis since their birth.

Ancient yoga was an ancient technique to strengthen the body. The original meaning of "yoga" was to control cows and horses, and it was defined as controlling the body and mind.1

A person's heart was filled with greed, anger, and doubts. Wasn't it also a barbaric bull that needed to return to its lost?

Yoga practitioners were good at protecting their spirit. Those who exhausted their essence would die, and those who protected their essence would live!

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