Chapter 4131
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For an underground black market to be able to establish itself as the number one power in this city, it naturally had its own strengths. Once inside, with Ye Feifei's strength, how could he escape so easily?
It had to be said that she was still inexperienced, and there were many things that she hadn't seen through yet.
If it was Fengjiu, he naturally wouldn't have been captured. After all, their strengths and experiences were different, and Fengjiu's thoughts and schemes were far superior to Ye Feifei's.
It could be said that it was expected that she would be captured.
On the other side, Du Fan and Leng Shuang found out about the various powers in the city, as well as some ruffians and rogue cultivators, from the waiter. After some investigation, they locked their eyes on a few groups of people.
The two of them searched all over the city, and only when the sky gradually darkened did they arrive at the place where the last group of people lived.
Looking at the house in front of them, the two of them looked at each other and jumped in. They heard the sound of drinking and laughing coming from inside.
"What a pity, if it wasn't for that beauty in black who didn't look easy to deal with, we would have caught her and sold her as well. Our brothers would have probably made twice as much money."
"It's okay, it's okay, next time we see if there's any good stuff, it's the same."
"Let me tell you, when picking these little beauties, it's best to pick them from outside the city. Only when they come here will we be unable to find them. Even if we sell them, they won't be able to find anything. This kind of work is the best, and there's no numbing …"
Before he could finish speaking, a long sword was placed on his neck. The cold light and the bloodthirsty aura made the man break out in cold sweat, and he didn't dare to move an inch.
"You sold him out? Where did they go? "Du Fan asked, staring coldly at the man.
Leng Shuang held his sword against the man. The sharp blade moved slightly, and a trace of blood seeped out. The man was so scared that his face turned pale: "Spare me, spare me, spare me, I, I don't know what you're talking about!"
"You're not talking?" Du Fan opened the fan in his hand with a swish, and a sharp blade emerged from the top of the fan, which was a ghastly sight.
When the other people who were drinking with him saw this, they were frightened to the point of wanting to flee. Unexpectedly, as soon as they moved, they were suppressed by a powerful pressure, to the extent that the blood and qi in their bodies were in disorder, their ears were ringing, their heads were splitting, and blood even flowed out from their mouths. For a time, miserable cries rang out continuously.
"Ah …"
"I'll talk, I'll talk … Sold, sold to the underground black market …" Another man couldn't help but shout.
Hearing the other person speak, the man held by Leng Shuang's sword hurriedly said with a trembling voice, "Yes, yes, it was sold to the underground black market."
Hearing this, Du Fan and Leng Shuang looked at each other. In the next moment, Leng Shuang pulled out the sword in his hand. Sword Qi shot out and instantly slit the man's throat.
Du Fan waved the fan in his hand and flew out in a circle. The sharp blade slit the men's necks, and one by one, they fell down.
"Let's talk to the master first, then go to the underground black market." Du Fan said. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he caught a glimpse of Ye Feifei's Qiankun Bag from the waist of one of the men. He immediately took the Qiankun Bag and left with Leng Shuang.
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