860: C860 Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon

C860 Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon

"Brother …" Can deities take back their sacred arts? "

Chang Yuan broke out in a cold sweat.

Ann Sudong grinned: "It's fine, I don't mind."

F * ck.

A f * cking sharp weapon is hanging over your head, do you mind?

Since it's hanging over your father's head, of course you wouldn't mind.

Chang Yuan was on the verge of tears. "Big Brother, I don't mind."

"Oh!"

The Immortal Banishing Sword advanced another inch and the sharp sword qi pierced through Chang Yuan's forehead. Fresh blood spurted out, scaring Chang Yuan as he shouted, "Immortal mercy, Immortal mercy!"

"Shut up, you'll be free when we get there."

Ann Sudong said indifferently.

Chang Yuan covered his mouth and held his breath.

After about half an hour, the car slowly stopped.

Ann Sunan was about to fall asleep out of boredom.

Compared to her and Ann Sudong who were relaxed, the others were not as relaxed.

Not only was Chang Yuan tense, but the other bullies were also holding back from peeing.

He had finally arrived.

This was what Chang Yuan and the others thought in their hearts.

It was as if he had held back a fart and could finally let it out. It was truly comfortable.

Ann Sudong stretched his body and then got off, he raised his hand and the Immortal Banishing Sword landed in his hand, "Alright, you guys can scram now."

"Ai, ai!"

Chang Yuan felt like he was granted amnesty, leading his men to flee.

"This is the United Bamboo Gang."

It was also Ann Sunan's first time here, seeing the simple and unadorned signboard outside, it was unexpected that it was actually a teahouse. It was hard to imagine that such an elegant place like this was a gathering place for gangs from the black forces.

"Elegant."

Ann Sudong laughed.

"Hmm, there isn't even a ferocious hoodlum at the door. It's a very good tea house." Ann Sunan nodded.

"Go in. It is said that looking through the surface and seeing the essence of it, that is the truth. Through the external appearance, one can never tell what's going on inside, how dirty and dark it is. You can't see through it from the surface. Ann Sudong was a little emotional.

The two of them entered the tea house one after another.

The first floor of the teahouse was just a simple teahouse. A few young men in Chinese clothes were busy going back and forth, sitting at a few tables of customers. The counter was also very simple.

Bang bang bang.

Ann Sudong knocked on the counter.

The man lazily raised his head to look at her and casually said, "Have some tea and find a seat yourself. There will be someone to serve you."

He continued to watch the television with his head down.

Bang bang bang.

Ann Sudong continued to knock on the door a few more times.

The man put down the melon seeds in his hands and turned to look at Ann Sudong: "What else do you want?"

"There's something."

"…"

The man was exasperated as he said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"I want to see your United Bamboo Gang in charge."

Crash.

The man stood up, a sharp glint in his eyes. It was completely different from his lazy look from before.

Just a moment ago, it was a lazy, slovenly image. Now, it was like a ferocious tiger descending from the mountains. Its temperament had changed, giving people a completely different feeling of conflict and stimulating their senses.

"You two want to see our boss?"

The man looked them up and down a few times, then sneered: "Two little friends, what are you doing meeting our boss? Also, who told you that this is the United Bamboo Gang? "

"Since we are able to find the door, naturally, we have our own connections. We also have our own reasons for meeting your boss. Just say a word and let us know if we can see him." Ann Sudong said.

"Our boss is very busy, scram!"

The man sat back down and restrained his aura, "You little devils and devils, I have seen many of them, and I'm too lazy to care about them. Don't ever come back again."

Ann Sudong laughed, "Then you have to ask about the thing at your chest, whether it is what I said, or not."

"You …"

The man was just about to get angry, he looked down to see the small sword in his chest. His face was filled with shock as he turned his head to look at Ann Sudong, "You … "You are also a cultivator?"

Also.

This meant that he wasn't the first cultivator he had ever seen. Although this United Bamboo Gang was located in a remote place, it seemed to be a crouching tiger and hidden dragon.

"En, then can I see your boss now?" Ann Sudong was still smiling faintly.

The man hesitated for a moment before clenching his teeth and saying: "Okay, I'll bring you guys to meet him, but if you dare to cause trouble or are detrimental to our leader, regardless of whether you are a cultivator or not, I can guarantee that you won't be able to leave this place."

"Does this mean that you have other cultivators here?"

Ann Sudong said unconcernedly: "Lead the way, don't be so slow."

The man stood up again and pushed open the small door. "Come upstairs with me."

He followed the man all the way up. This teahouse had ten floors. Without taking an elevator, he walked all the way up until he reached the fifth floor. Only then did he see that there was someone guarding the door in the middle of the stairs.

Along the way, every floor was decorated differently. Although they did not go in, they could tell with a few glances from the corridor.2

Especially on the eighth floor, which was filled with the smell of smoke and miasma. There were even people who were laughing while gambling.

This completely shattered the atmosphere of the teahouse. Ann Sunan's face was filled with disgust as he muttered to himself, "When I first saw it from the outside, I thought it was very elegant.

Hearing that, the man leading the way turned his head and sneered: "little girl, since you know we are a gang, how can it be like what you see from the outside. It really is an elegant and clean business, you probably don't need to continue fooling around at the river mouth, it was already taken care of by someone else."

Ann Sudong, on the other hand, completely agreed with what he said, as these words were not exaggerated at all.

The ninth floor was completely different. When they were in the corridor, they could smell the aroma of tea. The atmosphere was tranquil, but what Ann Sudong cared about the most was exactly this floor.

On this level, there were two powerful auras, both of which belonged to cultivators.

One of his auras was in the Nascent Soul Stage and the other was in his Late Period of the Core Formation Stage.

In the eyes of the commoners, this was already an existence that was incomparably heaven defying, but in Ann Sudong's eyes, it was nothing.

"You guys go on up, I've already spoken to them." The man stopped and said, "Our boss is upstairs."

Ann Sudong and Ann Sunan raised their heads, and stood at the top of the stairs. The dozen or so men automatically divided into two rows, obviously to give them a way out.

"Cousin, I have a very bad feeling." Ann Sunan said anxiously.

Ann Sudong's expression was still calm, and he said: "Silly girl, this place is also not a man-eating nest, what is there to be worried about? Don't worry, I am by your side, and no one will be able to harm you."

"Yes!"

Ann Sunan had the illusion that as long as Ann Sudong was there, even if it was the end of the world, he would still be fine.

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