Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 545 Hard Persimmons!

These needles are extremely fast.

Seeing this, Jin Chuchu saw flames burning outside his body, and the flames swept towards these silver needles.

Under the high temperature of the flames, hundreds of silver needles were directly melted into iron juice and dripped to the ground.

"What?" Zeng Duzhi was stunned.

Zeng Duzhi clenched his teeth, those silver needles contained his magic power.

Just now it seemed that Zeng Duzhi simply spit out the silver needle, but in fact, even a seventh-rank Taoist priest could hardly stop it.

After all, there are too many!

Seeing that Jin Chuchu resolved the crisis, Lin Fan heaved a sigh of relief, and then, a smile appeared on Lin Fan's face, and he said, "Brother Zeng, you are a smart person, if you continue to fight with us, I'm afraid it will hurt everyone." It's no good, why bother, right?"

Listening to Lin Fan's words, Zeng Duzhi's eyes kept flickering, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Lin Fan." The killing intent in Zeng Duzhi's eyes gradually faded, he raised his hand, and then threw everything on his body to the ground.

There are daggers, there are silver needles, there are ordinary ornaments, and so on.

Lin Fan looked at these things on the ground.

Zeng Duzhi said: "These are all from my body, they are highly poisonous."

As he said that, Zeng Duzhi raised his hand: "I admit that I am not your opponent, but I am also the top killer of Heimen. As long as you don't kill me, I will definitely answer everything you want to know."

Hearing Zeng Duzhi's words, a strong smile appeared on Lin Fan's face.

Sure enough, talking to smart people is comfortable.

If it were an ordinary dead soldier, he would never compromise.

But as a killer, and a top killer like Zeng Duzhi, he knew that he was useful, and after surrendering, he would not be in danger of his life.

On the contrary, if he resisted to the death, he might be defeated by the little girl in front of him.

He sighed helplessly. Originally he thought that Lin Fan was just a fifth-rank Taoist priest, and it could be said to be a piece of cake to deal with.

Unexpectedly, this guy was accompanied by such a powerful little girl.

Of course he didn't know that Lin Fan had become a seventh-rank Taoist priest.

Lin Fan didn't dare to approach Zeng Duzhi casually, and said, "Take off all your clothes."

Zeng Duzhi frowned.

Lin Fan said: "I don't want to repeat it a second time."

He didn't want to lose Jingzhou carelessly, what if this guy still hides a highly poisonous sneak attack in his clothes, and wants to take advantage of his carelessness to attack suddenly.

Zeng Duzhi nodded, and then took off his clothes one by one.

In the end all that was left was a pair of boxer briefs.

Jin Chuchu glared at Lin Fan, then turned his head away.

Lin Fan pointed at Zeng Duzhi's underwear.

Zeng Duzhi's face darkened: "Isn't that right, you have to take it off too?"

"Just for safety." Lin Fan said.

Zeng Duzhi said: "Even if I hide a hidden weapon that can sneak attack people, I won't hide it here!"

"Forget it then." Lin Fan pointed at Zeng Duzhi's mouth: "Spit out the poison in your mouth."

"You." Zeng Duzhi frowned, and then spat out the pill in his mouth.

This is a must for every killer. If the mission fails and is caught and tortured, the killer can bite the pill and kill himself immediately.

Doing this can also help Heimen to separate the relationship, as long as the person is dead, he can not admit the account.

After Zeng Duzhi spat out the poison, he said, "Master Lin is too careful. This poison is for our killers to commit suicide. Are you worried about that?"

"Be careful."

"Okay, I've barely passed the test." Lin Fan pointed to the corner of the wall: "Go and squat there."

Zeng Duzhi's clothes were all dragged, and he had nothing to resist.

He obediently went to the corner and squatted down, while Lin Fan took out his mobile phone and called Zheng Guangming.

The call was connected quickly.

"Hello, my lord?" Zheng Guangming asked on the phone.

"Gather the three patrol envoys, as well as all of our peripheral members, all the Taoist masters, and follow me to a place." Lin Fan said.

Zheng Guangming was a little strange: "Your Majesty, do you want this?"

"Do something." Lin Fan said, "Don't ask about the details."

After Lin Fan hung up the phone, with a smile on his face, he said to Jin Chuchu, "Are you interested? Come with me?"

"Where are you going?" Jin Chuchu asked curiously.

"Heimen." Lin Fan said flatly.

When Zeng Duzhi heard it from the corner, his heart skipped a beat, and he said to Lin Fan: "Zuo Lin, what are you doing, are you trying to provoke a war between our Heimen and your ten-square jungle?"

"War?" Lin Fan cast Zeng Duyi's eyes: "You Heimen are not worthy of going to war with our ten-square jungle. As the seat of the government, it's not too much to ask for justice, right?"

Zeng Duzhi's heart felt cold, he was able to spit out the poison before, it was actually expected, Lin Fan just returned to Jiangnan Province, the people below might not be able to listen to his seat.

Even if he was caught, Lin Fan didn't dare to do anything to Heimen, and he would definitely be fine.

But now, it seems that Lin Fan is going to make a big deal.

If this incident becomes serious, Zeng Duzhi will definitely die, and even Heimen will make his life worse than death!

Thinking of this, Zeng Duzhi thought of committing suicide.

But look at the poison on the ground.

His eyes were dark.

He took a deep breath, ready to bite his tongue and kill himself.

Lin Fan looked at Zeng Duzhi's appearance and said with a smile: "I advise you not to have the idea of ​​biting your tongue to kill yourself. It's a TV show fooling you. It has been scientifically proven that biting your tongue will only cause you to lose too much blood and die at most. It is unrealistic to want to die immediately."

"As much blood as you bleed, I can send you to the hospital and hang your life with blood." Lin Fan said: "You'd better cooperate."

Zeng Duzhi said: "Boss Lin, why bother, I, I was just kidding with you just now, this matter has become a big deal, and our black door counterattacks, you will not be much better, then you will only When the mussels compete with each other, the fisherman gains, and the gains outweigh the losses for both of us."

With a smile on his face, Lin Fan shook his head: "I don't think so."

Lin Fan understood that when he first came back, he didn't give Shajuro face, that kind of person would definitely hold a grudge.

Of course, it is impossible for the master of the black sect to send a master to assassinate the mansion because of this kind of thing.

First, the two of them don't have that big of a conflict, and second, it's not Shajuro's talk in the black gate.

Someone must have paid a price and asked the people from the Black Gate to help, and Shajuro could also push the boat along and send experts over.

If he admits it this time, there will be endless killers arriving later.

Persimmons need to be squeezed soft, this is the truth that everyone understands, at least in the eyes of most people, Lin Fan, the seat of the fifth-rank Taoist priest, is a soft persimmon.

And what Lin Fan has to do is to let everyone know that he, Lin Fan, is not a soft persimmon!

It's a hard persimmon! ! !

(End of this chapter)