Whitewashing system starting from Doupa

Chapter 135
Chu Mo was speechless.

These days, there are really big birds and all kinds of forests.

"Boy, what is your look? Do you look down on me, Mr. Fan Xiaotong?"

The man turned around, saw Chu Mo's conspicuous eyes, immediately stepped forward, and said angrily.

Chu Mo was even more speechless.

If he didn't think he could use this person later, he would definitely be wiped out if he changed hands.

"Ah, big brother, that person looks familiar just now, I seem to have seen him somewhere..."

In order not to let this little... little idiot? —Is that the name?There are still people with this name these days?Parents have feud series?A cheap name makes a living? ——Continuing to die, so that he couldn't help but slap him to death, Chu Mo decided to bear the humiliation, pretended to be the most familiar child, and guided the little rice bucket to follow his own plan.

"Have you seen the man just now?"

Fan Xiaotong narrowed his eyes and decided not to teach the kid in front of him a lesson as originally planned for the time being. It would not be too late to teach him a lesson after he finished speaking.

What?You ask him why instead of rewarding the other party, he also teaches the other party for no reason.

Please, he is not a good person. After seeing the scene of Mr. Fan Xiaotong making a fool of himself, it is already the result of his great kindness that he can just give a lesson and vent his anger, instead of directly silencing him.

If this brat knows, he must be thanked!
Of course, if the lesson is over and the other party dies unfortunately due to his injuries, it will have nothing to do with him.

"Yes, I have a good memory and I can't remember it wrong, but where did I see it?"

Chu Mo frowned tightly, looking like he was thinking hard.

"Hey, I see!"

As soon as Chu Mo clapped his hands, he seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and finally remembered, and brought Fan Xiaotong to a reward order.

"Here, this is the person."

Looking at the reward order, regarding the portrait of Han Feng, the former No. [-] pharmacist in the Black Corner Region, and the huge reward, Fan Xiaotong fell into deep thought.

Why did this kind of boss destroy his house without killing him? What did he want to do?
To announce his return to the Blood Sect behind him?Send some kind of message to other people?What are you still exploring?
Fan Xiaotong's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, his back was soaked in cold sweat.

Behind this, what kind of unknown secret is hidden?

"Little devil, come with me!"

After thinking about it for a long time, under the influence of rational analysis and some inexplicable power, Fan Xiaotong felt that he should not get involved in this kind of matter, so he decided to take Chu Mo to meet the suzerain of their Blood Sect.

If he can't get involved, isn't there still a powerful sect leader who is a Five-Star Dou Huang?

Pushing the matter out can not only ensure safety, but also receive a large reward for giving clues to the person offering the bounty, why not do it?

……

"Did you really discover Han Feng's trace? And he showed up on his own initiative and destroyed your house by the way?"

Fan Lao, the patriarch of the blood sect, looked at the man and boy who had sworn in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

That Han Feng didn't know why he was crazy, he actually used the black list as a killing list, and wanted to kill all the strong men on the black list step by step!
If it hadn't been discovered in time later, causing all the black list powerhouses to attack him, chasing him out of the black corner domain, I'm afraid...

Thinking of this, Fan Yao couldn't help but feel rejoiced.

The kung fu he practiced was gloomy and cold, and what he was most afraid of was that a strong man like Han Feng who possessed different fires would not be able to show even four or five out of ten of his strength in front of them.

It was precisely because of fear of death and fear that Han Feng would come back again, Fan Lao joined forces with other black-listed powerhouses in similar situations, ran around, kept appealing, and even reluctantly gave up some interests, and finally formed a black-horned domain super powerhouse. power……

Black League!

It is worth mentioning that the members of the Black League are basically those from the original plot, and even the headquarters address is chosen in Han Feng's original territory - Fengcheng.

Fan Yao: "..."

He personally disagreed with the address of the headquarters, but other people said that 'this place is of great significance to the Black League', 'maybe lure Han Feng out of the cave'... In short, there are many reasons, his arms can't twist his thighs, so he can only be Kekeke... I voluntarily agreed.

Afterwards, they issued a reward order in the name of the Black Alliance, promising a large amount of rewards, and wanted Medicine King Han Feng.

So, when it comes to who is the most panicked when they find Han Feng's trail, he, Fan Yao, is the second, and no one dares to say the first.

"You go down first."

Fan Lao waved his hand to signal the two people in front of him to leave, and was about to call the friends of the Black League to come over right away... He packed up his belongings and went there immediately, and everyone stayed in Fengcheng together just in case.

He didn't doubt whether the news was true or false. After all, according to the rules set before, the two of them would be kept under house arrest in the Blood Sect resident in disguise until the veracity was determined.

Dare to lie to him?
That's just asking for a dead end, no fool would do it!

"Wait, I still have something to say."

Fan Xiaotong is surrounded by shock and resentment?In the dissatisfied... eyes, Chu Mo suddenly spoke out, and when Fan Lao listened carefully, he lowered his voice instantly, causing him to subconsciously relax his vigilance and concentrate...

Then, the different fire rope!
The flowing sea flame rose from Chu Mo's body, turned into a dark blue rope, and flew out.

Before Fan Qi could react, he was already tied up tightly by the strange fire rope and rope in a familiar way.

"Dare to attack me? Is it a beast fire that is very similar to Han Feng's strange fire? It's really... looking for death!"

Fan Yao felt that he was really angry.

His practice method is restrained by the strange fire, but this is not the reason why any cat or dog refining a beast fire wants to ride on his head to shit and pee.

Today, he wants to let this kid know that even if the attribute is restrained, the ant is still an ant, at most... a bigger ant, and he can still crush him to death with one finger!

Fan Lao sneered, and mobilized the bloody battle energy in his body, preparing to break through the rope with absolute strength.

Ok?
As soon as Dou Qi came into contact with the different fire rope, Fan Lao realized something was wrong.

When my fighting spirit touched this animal fire rope, how could it be like snow accumulated under the scorching sun, which melted quickly as soon as it came into contact with the scorching sun?
Fan Yao wanted to take back the fighting energy he had released just now, but it was obviously too late. He could only watch helplessly as the fighting energy 'dissolved', and even the resulting backlash force was still impacting in his body, making Fan Yao an uneasy Shen, with an unstable center of gravity, knelt down in front of Chu Mo, grabbing the ground with his head.

Moreover, the posture looks very standard, like asking for red envelopes during the Chinese New Year.

Fan Lao: (O)
"Who the hell are you?"

Fan Lao tried to struggle for a while, but found that it was difficult for him to even move a few times, not to mention breaking through the rope, so he had no choice but to accept his fate.

Then, he opened his eyes suddenly, as if he remembered something, and said in shock: "Is this Hai Xinyan? How come you have Hai Xinyan?"

After looking at it a few more times, he found that Chu Mo's face was very similar to Han Feng's. It could be said that it was carved out of Han Feng's childhood mold. Fan Yao took a breath, feeling that he had discovered some big secret.

Under Chu Mo's calm eyes, he said loudly and firmly:
"You are Han Feng's son, you inherited his Hai Xinyan, and you came here to take revenge on me!"

Chu Mo: "..."

(End of this chapter)