The best waste god

Because the old man in commoner once said that the person in charge of the Laomo faction in this place often wears fishermen's attire, which is not easy to be seen through, and this person's attire is also very similar.

What made him most certain was that this middle-aged fisherman used the palm technique in the secret book of the Devil Slayer Dragon King, which showed that he was the person in charge of the transfer station in this place, and there was no doubt about it.

At this time, Nangong Haotian also understood the reason why the old man in civilian clothes was killed, it was because he revealed the big secret that the person in charge was wearing a fisherman's attire, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, as if all this was directed at himself.

At the moment of thinking, Nangong Haotian walked slowly towards the middle-aged fisherman who was spitting out blood. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. It seemed that he had done too much.

Think about it, if the person in charge died, not only would he not be able to get the number and names of the prisoners on the island, he might not even be able to board Sanjian Island.

Before Nangong Haotian could reach his body, the middle-aged fisherman spat out a mouthful of black blood with a wow, he straightened back, fell to the ground with a bang, and stopped breathing immediately.

At this moment, the bartender's nervous and trembling voice suddenly came, trembling: "Master...you beat...killed Liao Wushi...Yu Yuanwai...got it..."

"What did you say?" Nangong Haotian's expression changed when he heard it, and he hurriedly turned around and asked, "Is he a martial artist from Yu Yuanwai's family? Isn't he Liao Yuanwai?"

The trembling bartender said tremblingly, "Yes... yes... yes, you are all of your own... why are you fighting..."

Nangong Haotian was startled when he heard that, he flew over, put his arm on the bartender's shoulder, and asked, "Quickly tell me, the Yu Yuanwai you mentioned just now has a dog-chested hunchback and a monkey mouth?"

The bartender was pressed by Nangong Haotian, his eyes suddenly rolled upwards, his figure flickered, and he fell to the ground.

Nangong Haotian hurriedly supported the bartender, dragged him into the small wine shop, picked up a bamboo chair and put it on, and patted him on the back of the head, the bartender opened his eyes.

The bartender opened his eyes to look at Nangong Haotian, and said in a trembling voice, "Master... little... my... I don't know anything... please don't... don't ask me... ..."

Nangong Haotian said in a deep voice: "I just need you to nod. Let me ask you, the Yu Yuanwai you mentioned has a dog chest..."

As soon as the word "dog chest" came out, the bartender was already trembling all over, and nodded anxiously.

When Nangong Haotian saw it, he let go of the bartender's shoulders and nodded solemnly. At this time, he finally figured out the reason why the commoner man was killed, and also guessed that it was not the demon Dragon Slayer who killed the commoner man in the end.

Now the situation is clear, one of the martial artists under the Nine Finger Jackal has such astonishing skills, and the martial arts of the Nine Zhi Jackal himself can be imagined.

Now Nangong Haotian has confirmed that the Nine-Fingered Jackal has the unique knowledge of the Demon Dragon Slaying King, and it is very likely that he has obtained the old devil's permission to teach his favorite martial arts to his subordinates.

Now, he feels that he is not only more vigilant, but also must beware of the Nine-fingered jackal's skill is superior to his own, and the old devil's unique skills he has obtained are more than his. It seems that he can't hide anymore. , I am finally about to make a move. If I am not the opponent of the Nine Finger Jackal, I am afraid I have to use that move.

In this split second, Nangong Hao secretly rejoiced that he did the right thing in not letting Liu Qianwen, Wei Xiaoying, and Aunt Shan follow him, otherwise he would have no time to distract and protect the three of them.

"Perhaps that Nine-Fingered Jackal has reached the level of a peerless warrior, and his strength should not be underestimated!" Nangong Haotian sighed, feeling a little helpless.

Afterwards, Nangong Haotian left the small wine shop and walked towards the mansion of the Nine Finger Jackal.

While advancing, Nangong Haotian kept thinking, since the old devil ordered the Nine-Fingered Jackal to wait for an opportunity to get rid of him, why didn't he do it himself? You must know that his current strength is not something ordinary strong people can match.

Thinking back, could it be that the nine-fingered jackal's martial arts were slightly inferior, so the old devil hinted that he would lure himself to the three-pointed island to die in captivity?

If this is the case, then the fact that Shangguan Mie is now on Sanjian Island is also a bait they deliberately fabricated.Thinking of this in his heart, Nangong Haotian couldn't help but sneer, and in the sneer, he had already made a new decision.

Arriving at the bottom of the gate, Nangong Haotian stepped up the steps and knocked twice on the beast ring of the black-lacquered gate. Immediately afterwards, the sound of hurried footsteps came from inside.

As soon as Nangong Haotian heard that the door was answered quickly, he guessed that preparations had already been made inside.

So, I naturally raised my head and looked up, my heart was shocked, because I had already forgotten that there was a dragon emblem embedded in the rafters on the beams and rafters on the lintel.

At this time, I naturally looked up and found that there was a small dragon-slaying mark embedded on the specified vertical rafters.

In this split second, Nangong Haotian suddenly thought of it.Although the commoner man said that all the dragon marks were removed, it may be that other villages were ordered to remove them, but the ones in this place still remained.

This can also prove that the commoner old man completely obeys the nine-finger jackal, and the commoner man did not actually come to the nine-finger jackal's house.

Now Nangong Haotian understands everything, the Nine Finger Jackal is another direct disciple of the old devil, and also the confidant in charge of the transfer station in this place.

Just at the moment of thinking, the inner latch of the door rang, and the black painted door was pulled open with difficulty.

The person who opened the door was an old man with white beard and hair, but the old man was dressed in a black satin robe with a white collar, full boots, and a family hat on his head. He was completely dressed like a servant of a wealthy gentry.

The old man in black robe had a ruddy complexion and piercing eyes. He first glanced at Nangong Haotian with a warning and melancholy gaze, then he cupped his hands and asked with a smile, "Why is this young man knocking on the door?"

Nangong Haotian—Looking at the old man's expression and behavior, it was neither reasonable nor harmonious. He thought that the old man in black robe, like the old man in civilian clothes, was also a chivalrous man who was arrested and forced to be a servant.

With a flash of thought in his mind, Nangong Haotian cupped his hands with a meek smile and said, "I'm here to pay a visit to Yuanwai Yu."

During the moment when the old man in black robe opened the door, he glanced at Nangong Haotian with a warning gaze, and then bowed his head respectfully. At this time, when Nangong Haotian finished speaking, he turned his hands sideways and said respectfully, "Young hero, please!" Come in, my family members are in the hall."

When Nangong Haotian saw the old man in black, he neither asked his surname nor asked him why he came, and he became more and more convinced that he was right.So he nodded his head in understanding, and stepped into the door.

The old man in black robe closed the door of the house, turned around and bowed at the front to guide him forward.

As they moved forward, Nangong Haotian found that the corridor under the gate tower was about three feet long. The screen door was tightly closed, and the left and right were sealed board doors.

Just as the screen doors were approaching, the two screen doors in the center suddenly opened automatically.

Nangong Haotian glanced quickly, and not only saw a person sitting high on the head of the hall steps, but also dozens of burly men in fisherman's attire standing under the steps.

The two screen doors in the center were also opened by two big men dressed as fishermen.

Nangong Haotian smiled, shook his head, and walked into the screen door.

I saw that the person sitting high on the hall steps really had a dog-chested hunchback and a monkey mouth, but he was not wearing a fisherman's attire, but a purple satin and gold-flowered official's attire.

Nine Finger Jackal! ! !

Nangong Haotian looked at the nine-fingered jackal up and down, and found that not only did he have a monkey's mouth, but also his cold eyes flashed like a monkey's. It looked like a monkey.

He sat proudly on the big golden lacquered chair, with a sneer on his lips, and looked at Nangong Haotian motionlessly.

Nangong Haotian saw that the Nine Finger Jackal hadn't grown a beard yet, so it seemed that he was no more than 35 or [-] years old at most.On both sides, there were dozens of burly men, all of them with their chests and belly raised, and all of them raised eyebrows and squinted, looking at him with unanimous resentment.

A burly man near the bottom of the hall steps first pointed at the nine-fingered jackal on the hall steps, glared at Nangong Haotian, and shouted angrily: "The one sitting on it is my grandpa, why don't you kneel down?" Go back up."

Nangong Haotian first smiled, stopped and stopped, and said: "He has violated the commandment of killing without pardon if he doesn't demote to welcome me. If I kneel down and answer him again, wouldn't he deserve to die? Is the corpse broken into thousands of pieces?"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of burly men from left and right shouted loudly, raising all kinds of weapons in their hands, and they were all about to pounce.

Nangong Haotian's expression was natural, he sneered, he didn't even look left and right, he just gently pulled the slipknot of the sword with his left hand, and the bright red sword tassel slipped out immediately.

Immediately, a red light flashed, and the light radiated everywhere, especially the bright pearl tied in the center of the sword tassel, under the scorching sun, it was even more dazzling, making people dare not look directly at it.

Dozens of burly men stared dumbfounded. The nine-fingered Jackal's leaning upper body suddenly sat up straight, his face expressionless, but his eyes were greedily looking at the splinter on the Nangong Haotian sword tassel. Pearl.

The burly man who spoke first, calmed himself down and shouted angrily: "Kneel down and speak up if you have something to say, my grandpa is already listening to your reply."

Nangong Haotian's face sank, he stared at the strong man who spoke, and said in a deep voice: "The one kneeling in front of me should be him, not the one below me...and you, noisy!"

After finishing speaking, Nangong Haotian waved his hand, and a golden palm swung out suddenly. The burly man didn't expect Nangong Haotian to dare to make the first move in front of so many people. Slapped a whole face.

"Pa——ah——" the burly man screamed, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, a few broken teeth spit out, rolled his eyes, and immediately fainted on the ground.

Seeing this, the big men around were stunned, and looked at Nangong Haotian with respect in their eyes. This is a strong man. You know, generally speaking, it takes a peerless warrior to have the strength to emit sword energy.

But Nangong Haotian was able to release such an intensity of sword energy with just a wave of his hand. This person was not something someone of his level could provoke.