225: C225 Pseudo-demon Song Zhe

C225 Pseudo-demon Song Zhe

If I didn't know his gender, Qin Feng would have definitely enjoyed it, but after knowing that he was a man, I lost interest in him." If I didn't know his gender, Qin Feng would have enjoyed it, but after knowing that he was a man, I lost interest in him.

The old Daoist was still the best. Although he smelled sour, he felt comfortable.

"That's right, if you're scared, then move away. I'm telling you, we, Boss Qin, do all sorts of evil things. We just want to kill people on the Mortal Ranking, and if we don't make a move for a day, then it'll be itchy. If we have nothing to do for two days, we'll grab a few assassins and play around!"

With Qin Feng beside him, the old Daoist gestured arrogantly and spoke arrogantly.

When Soong Zhe heard that, he chuckled and became even more charming. It was as if he was a shy little girl who couldn't help but make people want to kiss him.

The key point was that the guy didn't even have a Adam's apple. The more Qin Feng looked at it, the more he felt like this guy had an operation. He always had the urge to help the guy get a medical examination, otherwise, he would feel uncomfortable, like he had an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Old guy, look for a backer! If you want to look for a good person, with his character, he won't be able to support this reputation. I'm not interested in you, so, scram.

Soong Zhe's eyes flashed with a hint of enchantment. The corner of his mouth even contained a hint of cruelty. His words contained a biting cold killing intent.

He was no longer trying to scare the old Daoist. A silver light flashed in his hand and disappeared in an instant. Qin Feng's heart suddenly shook. With a flip of his hand, the silver light that was aimed at the old Daoist was sucked into his hand.

The old Daoist was still boasting on the side. He didn't feel the danger of being stabbed at at at at all. He grabbed his crotch in a swagger and was slapped in the face by Qin Feng in an increasingly vulgar manner.

The old Daoist covered his mouth and muttered to himself as if he was cursing Qin Feng for being heartless, not knowing how to respect his elders and children, and having almost lost one of his teeth.

At this moment, only Qin Feng and Soong Zhe were left staring at each other. They saw a hint of surprise flash across each other's face.

"Not bad, it seems you really have some tricks up your sleeves. You can even catch my Pear Blossom Needles!"

After a moment of silence, Soong Zhe praised Qin Feng. With a wave of his hand, a silver light flashed. It was extremely threatening as it provoked Qin Feng with a wave of his hand.

Qin Feng grabbed onto the silver needle and picked his teeth. He felt that it was too thin to fit through the gaps in his teeth, so he threw it on the ground and touched his waist with his hand.

Suddenly, Soong Zhe was stunned, because he recognized the Flying Dagger's origin, and turned to look at Qin Feng in disbelief.

"Where did you come from?"

Soong Zhe asked with a serious expression.

He was extremely clear about the background of this special Flying Dagger. It was all owned by Evil Child, who was ranked thirty-one on the Mortal Board.

A single life!

This Flying Dagger was extremely valuable, and not only did it require a lot of money, it also required a large amount of capital and identity in order to be bought from the Ghost Market.

And the other party's Flying Dagger was obviously a cicada knife that Evil Child used, he wouldn't recognize it wrong.

"It's a gift from a friend. Also, give it to me as well."

After saying that, Qin Feng pulled up his clothes and revealed his unique belt like a child showing off his toys.

The moment Soong Zhe saw the belt, his pupils suddenly constricted. He stood up and was about to leave.

However, a large hand pressed down on his shoulder and even lightly squeezed it.

At this time, Soong Zhe did not care about the weird actions of the other party.

If it was the words from before, he believed that this guy must have picked up the Flying Dagger from somewhere. But now, after seeing the belt, an inexplicable emotion had completely grown within his heart. That kind of impossible thing had now become possible …

The Flying Dagger was Evil Child's life source, even if it was death, he would never give it away, not to mention he also had a close-fitting belt, if he stole it, he could only take it off the other party's corpse.

Just like his Pear Blossom Needles, it would never give or change hands unless he was dead.

So, when he thought of this, he became alert. He waved his hand and silver rays surrounded Qin Feng. He directly attacked without any warning.0

Qin Feng smiled, his lower abdomen moved, he opened his mouth wide and blew, instantly causing strong gales to blow. The air currents were mixed with Profound Qi s, enveloping the silver light and instantly sending it flying. The wall not far away was instantly penetrated.

Soong Zhe was about to launch another attack when he suddenly felt his arm sinking and his whole body crawling down. Then his wrist was twisted by someone. The powerful force made him unable to resist at all.

"What do you want!"

Soong Zhe lowered his head and bent down, making it easy for people to feel evil when they saw him.

Qin Feng was the same. However, his attention was focused on the other party's hands. He was very curious as to where the other party had gotten the free hand to release the silver needles.

"About that, your treasured needle, can you let me have a look?"

Qin Feng said calmly.

Soong Zhe's expression changed.

Ye Zichen turned his head and looked Qin Feng in the eye. It could be seen that Qin Feng was very serious and didn't have any intention of insulting him.

Then, he waved his hand and a black ball appeared in his hand. There was a silver light hanging on it as it was thrown directly into Qin Feng's hand.

Soong Zhe had at least a dozen of these balls and hundreds of silver needles were condensed on each ball.

As long as he touched it with his hand, the silver needle would fall into his palm.

"This thing is much more interesting than a belt."

After releasing Soong Zhe, Qin Feng played with the black ball. His face was full of joy and he directly put it into his pocket as if it was a treasure.

Then, Soong Zhe frowned and said seriously, "Can you tell me your name?"

"You'll find out soon enough. I'll tell you directly, it's boring and lacks the feeling of being mysterious."

Qin Feng shook his short hair and ignored the other party, directly walking into his own shop.

After entering the room, he found the old Taoist was fiddling with a bowl of noodles. When Qin Feng sat down, the old Taoist personally served it.

"Here, Boss Qin, have a taste of my craftsmanship. Deluxe instant noodles with various vitamins, protein and health ingredients, sausages, mushrooms, sea cucumbers and …"

After hearing that, Qin Feng really wished he could slap him on the face. A packet of instant noodles was only a few dollars, but the ingredients required were over a hundred. It would be weird if he could sell it.

However, Qin Feng still ate very impolitely. His mouth was full of oil, and the whole restaurant was filled with the sound of him swallowing noodles.

At night, the old Daoist said that he hadn't done public donations in a long time. He took the money with him and rushed out.

Most of his donation activities were small alleys, fancy places like Red light Street and frequented by elderly women.

This old man only had this much to say. Qin Feng felt that it would be too unreasonable to give up on such a small hobby.

While looking at the shop, he fiddled with his phone in boredom.

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