Douluo's giant

Zhenshuang City, inside the tavern.

Hao Heng sat down on the chair, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the two people in front of him.

Both of them are women. The left one is slightly older. He does not apply makeup on his face, allowing a few wrinkles to be exposed. His mouth is slightly raised, his eyes are squinted, and he is smiling, giving people a kind and kind feeling. He is wearing a dark green jacket with wide sleeves. The one on the right is a girl in a cotton dress. She has blond hair and blue eyes, with a dull gaze, or indifference, and two small ponytails. Her appearance is pretty and cute, but she has a world-weary face that makes Hao Heng not interested in talking to her.

Hao Heng looked at the person on the left and opened his lips slightly, but he didn't know how to speak. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it. After putting it in the chest pocket of his big leather jacket for a while, he took out a silver sword and shield badge and placed it on the table. Go up and push it over with your fingers.

The lady on the left widened her eyes slightly. After putting the badge away, she took her arms out from under the table and handed over a letter.

Hao Heng took the letter, tore it open, unfolded the paper, and glanced at it roughly.

The letter sent to Holy Soul Village more than ten days ago actually informed him of Bibi Dong's plan in full. The purpose of this letter was only to confirm the identity of the two people in front of him and to emphasize some details.

After reading the content of the letter, Hao Heng folded it, pressed it on the table, closed his eyes, and recalled the main content of the plan, probably.

The eldest prince Tiandou will soon go to the far north to hunt for soul rings. Bibi Dong asked him to find an opportunity to sneak into his team with the two people in front of him, or to follow him and find an opportunity to kill them and let Qian Renxue take his place. Drop him.

The letter on the table told Hao Heng some information.

For example, the prince will be escorted by at least three Contra-level warriors. In order not to attract the attention of all parties, they have arrived with their true identities hidden, so Hao Heng needs to find them first.

Originally, apart from finding people, this matter was quite simple. Now Hao Heng was facing three Contras easily, and he didn't even need a huge body to do it.

But the letter also mentioned requirements not to cause too much noise, and it was even better not to fight those three Contras, which was difficult to handle.

Hao Heng opened his eyes and glanced at the girl on the right. If he guessed correctly, this girl should be one of the protagonists of this incident, Qian Renxue.

He looked around for a few times. They met once six years ago. Judging from Qian Renxue's reaction, she must have forgotten him, or her appearance had changed too much for her to recognize him. Hao Heng felt that the latter might Sexually large.

After all, he was her father-killing enemy. He didn't believe that Qian Renxue would forget the name Hao Heng, who was named after Tang Hao and spread throughout the continent.

After thinking about it, Hao Heng felt that since he agreed to be responsible for this matter, in order to prevent conflicts within the team, it would be better to conceal his true identity first.

He said, "It's our first time meeting you. Why don't you two introduce yourselves first?"

The older woman on the left chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, I am in charge of helping the double disguise myself during this operation."

The girl on the right said expressionlessly: "Qian Renxue, substitute."

Hao Heng nodded and said: "Very good, I hope we can have a happy cooperation in the future. I am the captain of this operation. You can call me, Meng."

"Yes, Lord Meng."

Yu Nian bowed slightly and nodded, saying, while the girl kept her face cold.

"Well, this is not the place to talk. Let's go somewhere else and talk about the details first."

With that said, Hao Heng stood up and was about to leave, but seeing the two of them still standing in their original positions, he asked doubtfully: "What else is there?"

"My lord, perhaps you should sort out the trouble first."

Yu Nian smiled and pointed behind Hao Heng.

Hao Heng turned around and saw several drunken men with red cheeks and blurred eyes gathered around him. Among them, a strong man with a mohawk who was a head taller than Hao Heng was walking in the front, staring at the seat with a pair of eyes. Qian Renxue, who was sitting on the chair, stopped when he felt Hao Heng standing in front of him. He stared at Hao Heng's eyes with malicious eyes and groaned.

"You, get out of here!"

Hao Heng stood there, frowning because the sour smell of sweat and alcohol mixed with the other person's body was too strong.

When he saw the person in front of him, he didn't move. The big man with a mohawk widened his eyes, as if he was provoked. With an angry look on his face, he stretched out his finger and poked Hao Heng's eyes.

The drunkards behind him had their arms around each other, their mouths wide open, and they were laughing stupidly, with drool flowing out of the corners of their mouths without realizing it. They looked like they were watching a good show, but the next moment, their expressions changed drastically, and a shrill scream penetrated the wall of the tavern. , spread outside the street.

"what!!!"

Hao Heng looked coldly and grabbed the finger that wanted to poke his eyes, and pulled it back. There was a crisp sound. Both he and the big man in front of him knew that the finger was broken. The difference was that he heard The sound, the big man felt was pain.

"you you........"

The big man withdrew his fingers. The severe pain made his face pale, and his drunkenness receded a lot. He took a few steps back and retreated into the crowd. He bowed his waist and covered his hands with tears in his eyes. His face showed rapid changes of fear and anger. Half a minute later, he roared angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Cut off his arm!"

His voice spread, and the people around him moved and rushed towards Hao Heng. They all looked powerful and ferocious, which was really scary.

Of course it's a lie. They are all ordinary people who don't even have soul power. There are a few guys with sharp weapons such as sickles and hoes. Others are not threatening.

"Hey!"

Hao Heng lowered his head and sighed. When he raised his head again, his eyes were still dull. He raised one arm flat, grabbed it, took it back to his chest, and threw it.

"Control Qi·Sprinkle Water."

"Stab·Shadowless Divine Needle."

The invisible air was grasped in his hand by his terrifying power beyond recognition. Before he could escape, it was thrown out like water droplets and turned into hundreds of shadowless and invisible thin needles.

When Hao Heng took back his hand, the expressions on the faces of the people who gathered around changed drastically. There were several pinholes in their clothes, and tiny pillars of blood burst out from the holes. A few seconds later, there were a lot of people shouting on the ground. A crybaby.

Hao Heng looked at them, shook his head and sighed.

"I didn't expect that the first time I used the boxing skills I worked so hard to study, I would use them against you losers. Oh, what a pity."

After sighing with emotion, he turned around and looked at the two women who had stood up, a little shocked, and said, "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, Hao Heng walked around the crowd and walked towards the door, followed by the two women.

Just when Hao Heng opened the door and the icy cold wind blew in his face, his keen hearing picked up a whisper.

"Asshole, you offended me, Xiong Li, and you still want to leave. Huh, I swear, if you can get out of Zhenshuang City, I, Xiong Li, will dance in the snow in front of the whole city without wearing any clothes, hiss~"

Hao Heng returned to the tavern, turned to look at the guy who was covering his fingers in the corner, and said to the two women behind him: "You go out and wait for me for a while."

He stepped towards the guy named Xiong Li, and with his fearful eyes, he grabbed his mohawk with one hand.

"Sir, no, I was wrong, sir, oh, it hurts, it hurts~"