Chapter 642
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In the underground secret room of the restaurant, a young man was tied to a metal pillar. His blood-red eyes were staring angrily at the triangular-eyed middle-aged man who was pacing back and forth anxiously.
The young man's blood-red eyes were like two blood-red mouths. He couldn't wait to eat the triangular-eyed middle-aged man alive.
With a creak, the door to the secret room opened. The skinny middle-aged man walked in. The triangular-eyed middle-aged man immediately asked anxiously, "How is it? Is the news we heard earlier true?"
"True!" The skinny middle-aged man's voice was filled with shock. "This Chu Yang is really shocking. He stole the control of Jinyuan City's great array and slaughtered the City Lord and the Third Princess of Wei Kingdom. He even said that if the Emperor of Wei wanted to kill him, everything that happened in Jinyuan City tonight would happen in the Wei Kingdom's capital."
"Then where did this Chu Yang go?"
"Who knows?"
"Not good!" The triangular-eyed middle-aged man suddenly exclaimed, "He might have gone to look for the Gold Roc Saint. The Gold Roc Saint and the Third Princess of Wei Kingdom worked together to kill Chu Yang. Now that the Third Princess of Wei Kingdom is dead, the next target should be the Gold Roc Saint."
The young man who was tied to the metal pillar couldn't help but be delighted. He immediately laughed out loud. "Haha, the heavens are clear and there will be justice. All of you bastards must die —"
Pa!
The young man was slapped and warned, "Yang Ziming, if you know what's good for you, you better hand over the assassin's visualization diagram immediately. I can let you die a quick death. Go to the surface and gather with the old and young of the Yang Family Village. Otherwise, I will make you regret being born."
"Bastard, don't even think about it. Even if I beg for death, you can forget about getting your way!"
The young man's eyes were about to burst. The anger in his heart seemed to want to burn everything from his chest. Even if he was in the underworld, he wouldn't be able to see the old and young of the Yang Family Village.
It was too tragic. It was too tragic.
These bastards actually killed people to take their souls. They were worse than pigs and dogs.
He would never forget the face of the Gold Roc Holy Son. He would never forget the satisfied smile on the face of the Gold Roc Holy Son after he used the black gourd to collect the souls of the Yang Family Village villagers.
That satisfied smile was inhumane. Every time Yang Ziming thought of that satisfied smile, he would go mad with hatred. He could even go mad at that moment.
The Yang Family Village had been wiped out, and the only reason why he was still alive was because of his Assassin Martial Spirit.
"You're courting death!" The skinny monkey-like young man coldly stared at the young man and sneered, "When we have time, you will know what it means to be better off dead."
"Stop wasting time with a dead man." The triangular-shaped middle-aged man scolded, "Spread the news immediately. You should know that the Gold Roc Holy Son is now with the Seven Dark Generals."
"What are you worried about?" The skinny monkey-like middle-aged man sneered, "Even if Chu Yang found the Gold Roc Holy Son and discovered the relationship between the Soul Devourer Clan and our Thousand Demon Sect, what can he do? He will only be sending himself to his death."
"You underestimate that Chu Yang!" The triangular-eyed middle-aged man was a little uneasy.
"It's not that I underestimate that Chu Yang, but you are worrying too much!"
The skinny monkey-like middle-aged man sneered, "That Chu Yang only relied on the formation to kill the Gold Roc Holy Son and the Wei Nation's Third Princess. Without the formation, he is nothing. With his current cultivation, how can he be a match for the Gold Roc Holy Son and the Seven Dark Generals without the formation?"
"That's true!" The triangular-eyed middle-aged man had just calmed down when he suddenly shouted, "Not good, that Chu Yang wants to find the Gold Roc Holy Son. He might have to go through us. We can't stay here any longer. We have to leave immediately."
"Zhu Yuanji, are you crazy? You're so paranoid. Don't tell me that you've been scared out of your wits by this Chu Yang?"
The skinny monkey-like middle-aged man sneered, "How does that Chu Yang know about our relationship with the Gold Roc Holy Son? He knows that our Thousand Demon Sect has so many strongholds. How many of them does he know? Does he have to look for us? What a joke! "
"What a joke!" The triangular-eyed middle-aged man was ridiculed again and again. He couldn't help but become angry, "Li Jianmu, do you know that the Gold Roc Holy Son is the Merry Pavilion's Lady Yiyi?"
The skinny monkey-like middle-aged man, who was this so-called Li Jianmu, was suddenly startled.
"You don't know, right?" The triangular-eyed middle-aged man, Zhu Yuanji, sneered, "You don't know, but Chu Yang knows! Don't tell me you think that there are so many secrets in this world for someone like him? "
Li Jianmu was still a little unconvinced. "Then he might not come to a small place like ours."
"It's better for us to be careful!" Zhu Yuanji became even more uneasy, "We are too close to the Merry Pavilion. If Chu Yang can't find any clues, he might come looking for us."
When Zhu Yuanji said this, Li Jianmu wasn't just frightened. His heart seemed to have skipped a few beats. At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the secret room's door.
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