Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 103 The Hunter Thirst for Blood ([-])

It just felt wrong.

At this moment, the face in the mirror was slightly thinner, and looked slightly older than himself.

Fu Qian touched his face and found that it seemed to be covered with something, not real skin.

It should be some kind of special mask, but it fits pretty well. I searched around but couldn't find the interface, and I don't know how to put it on.

So this time I was acting as Fu Qian, wearing Fang Xun's mask, forging Ding Yi's file?

Will it be a bit too much?
But in the current situation, there is no need to take it off.

According to what Qin Feng said just now, the Ye Zhiren's information about him should be that he is Fang Xun, a superhuman, and then pretends to be Ding Yi as the owner of the bookstore here.

Although there are minor violations, Fang Xun is a reliable identity.

Another point is that after Qin Feng died, he never doubted his own realm from the beginning to the end.

I didn't notice it just now, but now I feel it, the aura I show is indeed different from before, and it has been suppressed to a state of about eight levels.

The reason for this may be related to the mask on his face, it can only be said to be a very good disguise.

So from now on, I am Fang Xun, the owner of the bookstore.

Of course, these are not urgent.

There is also the headless body of a night bearer in his shop.

Attack the night bearer in Shangjing?Is it too brave?

In the range of the explosion just now, if you only have the level of elementary extraordinary, you will almost certainly die together.

The original purpose of planning this thing should be to kill himself together.

While thinking, Fu Qian tidied up his body a little and washed his face.

If the Night Carrier's power in Shangjing is really as powerful as it says in the introduction, then it should be coming soon.

He wasn't about to run away, that almost put himself directly in the suspect's shoes.

If you are targeted by the nightman everywhere, the difficulty of completing the task will increase a lot for no reason.

Although he was suspected of falsifying information, according to Qin Feng, there were not many people who did this before, and it was not a major crime.

The reason why they came to the door today was most likely that after the item was stolen, the night guards were trying to figure it out.

……

A few minutes later, Fu Qian sensed Ling Lie's murderous intent piercing the sky, rushing all the way to this side.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the door of the bookstore was smashed to pieces.

The next moment, two figures rushed in one after the other.

As expected of the base camp of the Yemen, these two people have at least a seventh rank.

Observing the visitors, Fu Qian silently commented.

The visitors were a man and a woman, about the same age, both in their thirties.

Although the strength of the breath is slightly worse than that of Qin Feng just now, it is definitely at the seventh level.

The two people who entered the room at this moment looked at the mess on the ground, especially Qin Feng's headless body, and their faces became extremely ugly.

"How is this going?"

The man looked at Fu Qian who was sitting beside him, and asked sharply.

"That's what I want to ask too."

Fu Qian looked puzzled and pointed at Qin Feng's body.

"About 10 minutes ago, this guy came to my store and claimed to be the night guard, and said he wanted to check with me.

However, when he was talking happily, he suddenly looked very painful, and then his head exploded, not to mention ruining my shop, even I was almost injured. "

"Now you've broken down my door again, can you explain what's going on?"

"You want to tell me that the two of you were talking normally, and then his head suddenly exploded?"

The man looked at Fu Qian coldly, as if he didn't believe what he said at all.

"Yes."

Nod before paying.

"Then how are you all right?"

"I am more agile and run faster."

……

The man stared at Fu Qian, his fists clenched tightly, as if he would be unable to restrain himself at any time.

"Is that Fang Xun?"

At this time, the woman pressed his shoulder to signal him not to be impulsive.

She took out a booklet and flipped through it. It looked very similar to Qin Feng's, except that the latter had been blown to pieces.

"Yes."

Nod before paying.

"You need to come with us."

The woman closed the booklet, exchanged a glance with the man, and said coldly.

……

In the murderous eyes of a man and a woman, Fu Qian was "invited" all the way to the nightman's base in Shangjing.

It could be seen that both of them were in a bad mood, but they didn't ask any other questions, and they didn't even talk to each other along the way.

It is worthy of being one of the cities with the most powerful night bearers.

Looking at the building in front of him, Fu Qian nodded secretly.

Inside the tall wall is a wide gray building complex, and the center of the building complex is a quaint minaret.

Although it looks old, the sharp shape of the minaret is still like a sharp knife piercing the sky.

It really deserves the title of base.

It's just that the atmosphere in the base is obviously very dignified at this moment.

Not only are there people rushing around in a hurry, but many people even have livid faces.

It seems that the fact that someone went to the nightman's base to steal things made them quite annoyed.

Escorted into the base by two night guards, many people cast curious eyes along the way.

The two took Fu Qian directly to a place that looked like an interrogation room.

After signaling Fu to enter the house, the woman manipulated the wall a few times, and the metal door closed slowly, fitting into the wall tightly.

Inside became a closed space.

Whether it's the walls or the floor under their feet, they are all made of the same metal color, without any windows on them.

On the wall directly opposite the electronic door is a huge long mirror, most likely it is something like one-way glass.

In addition, in the huge room, there is only a set of metal tables and chairs nailed to the ground.

The two night guards didn't even do any restraint before paying.

Presumably in their view, this is completely unnecessary.

Even if there are no restrictions, who would not want to do it at the nightman's base.

In fact, Fu Qian was really not ready to do anything.

The task this time is to find something, and time is not in a hurry.

In the absence of information, I don't even know what the blood of thorns looks like, so it's better to take the route of cooperation and win-win for the time being.

In a closed space, time flies especially long.

After a long time, with a beep, the electronic door opened again, and a person walked in from the outside.

It was a woman who couldn't tell her age.

The uneven body is hidden under the white burqa, and the facial features are exquisite. At first glance, it looks delicate and timid, but when you look closely, there is an indescribable majesty.

The crystal eyes looked down at everything in front of him, as if there was no secret to hide.

Just by being glanced at, Fu Qian felt a faint reaction from the Qi and blood in his body, which was the feeling of facing a threat.

Hiss!
Fu Qian took a deep breath.

Another demigod!
(End of this chapter)