Douluo's first poisonous milk

Thinking that leaving the hooded man behind was still useful, Fan Tong didn't kill him. He gave the man a slap in the face. After he was angry, he stopped what he was doing.

When the hooded man was about to regain his consciousness, he raised his left hand flat, facing the opponent. The green soul power in his palm shone brightly, and he was ready to release his first soul skill at any time.

"Leniency will be given if you confess, strict if you resist. Tell me, who sent you here?"

As soon as the other party opened his eyes, Fan Tong went straight to the point and asked.

But the hooded man's reaction was much more intense than he expected. The moment he woke up, the bloody dagger that had disappeared reappeared in his hand.

From the looks of it, he probably didn’t intend to answer Fan Tong’s question!

Are you still dancing like this?

It seems that he hit it too lightly!

Fan Tong, who had been prepared for a long time, was not polite and directly used his healing skills on the hooded man. The result was obviously no different from before.

After going up and giving the opponent a good beating, Fan Tong stepped back two steps and held the healing in his hand, ready for action at any time.

"Are you willing to say it now? If not, let's do it again!"

Sure enough, the hooded man who had been beaten was much more honest. After he woke up, he just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and did not summon his dagger spirit again.

Despite this, the hooded man still did not speak, but looked up at Fan Tong steadily.

Those narrow eyes revealed an emotion that Fan Tong couldn't understand.

One second, two seconds...

The two of them stared at each other, and just when Fan Tong couldn't help but want to ask the other person, "What are you looking at?", the hooded man finally spoke.

"I'll wait for you down there!"

Fan Tongyi was stunned when he heard this incomprehensible sentence...

What do you mean, where are you waiting for me?

What are you waiting for me for?

Uncle, I don’t agree with you!

Fan Tong was still trying to understand the meaning of the other party's words, but the next moment he saw the hooded man's body began to twitch violently.

In just a few breaths, the other party had completely lost the breath of life.

Fan Tong stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence!

After waiting for a while, seeing that the hooded man made no movement at all, Fan Tong couldn't help but stepped forward and kicked the man...

Get up and don't play porcelain with me. It doesn't work!

There was no movement. No matter what Fan Tong did, the hooded man never responded. It looked like he was not faking it.

But what Fan Tong couldn't figure out was that he was very measured when he beat the opponent before. Naturally, it was impossible to say that he beat the opponent to death directly.

Besides, the hooded man was still wrapped in the healing soul skill at that time, so he could die if he wanted to!

Then apart from his reasons, the only possibility is...

Thinking of this, Fan Tong squatted down, pried open the other man's mouth and observed carefully for a while. As expected, he soon saw some remaining white powdery objects at the corners of the hooded man's mouth.

Then he looked at the palm that the other party had used to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and saw that there was also white powder.

It seems that after realizing that he could not defeat Fan Tong and could not escape, this guy directly chose to commit suicide by taking poison.

In other words, the "wait for him below" that this guy said before was not an invitation to date him?

Fortunately, I didn’t agree!

He is a very principled person, and if he says he won’t make an appointment, he won’t make an appointment!

Although if you really want to count, Fan Tong has not actually killed a few people, but I don't know since when, he has been able to face such scenes calmly.

Not only that, he also shouted upstairs.

"Huze, you can come down now, hurry up, while it's hot!"

"What while it's hot?"

Then he heard the sound of "bah da bah da" footsteps, and Hu Ze hurriedly ran downstairs. As he went downstairs, he asked a little unclearly.

"Ahem, slip of the tongue, please tidy up the store, I'll go out!"

Seeing that the other party looked confused, Fan Tong could only cough awkwardly, then gestured to the surrounding environment that was messed up by their fight, and gave instructions to Hu Ze.

And he himself put the hooded man's body into the storage ring and went out.

I have to say that it is good to have a storage soul guide. As long as it is not a living thing and the space can accommodate it, it will be much more convenient to operate many things!

Just like now, if there is no storage soul guide, Fan Tong still has to consider how to dispose of the body secretly without being discovered!

And with the existence of the storage soul guide and throwing it directly inside, who would have thought that there was a corpse hidden in the small ring in his hand?

It is simply a must-have artifact for home travel and murder and arson!

After leaving the city, Fan Tong found a relatively remote place and disposed of the body.

Of course, he did not forget to touch the corpse before processing it, but this guy came and went in vain. He was as clean as he was when he was born and left in vain.

Fan Tong didn't gain anything, nor did he find anything that could prove the other party's identity.

What can he do?

When Fan Tong finished packing and returned to the store, Hu Ze had obviously been waiting for a long time...

Seeing him coming back, Hu Ze moved his mouth, wanting to ask something, but for some reason he didn't say anything in the end.

Fan Tong also didn't speak, but sat down directly. It looked like he didn't intend to go back to the room to rest!

Fan Tong's mood was somewhat affected by such a draft by the hooded man. Until now, he was still not sure who the other party was and who sent him.

If it was because of the soul bones, that would be easy to say. After all, not many people knew about it, and it would not be easy to find out who finally obtained the soul bones.

But if there is any other reason...

The only thing he was sure of was that the hooded man was obviously looking for him, not the little fox next to him.

Thinking of this, Fan Tong suddenly spoke.

"I'm ready to leave tomorrow!"

"..."

Hu Ze did not speak, but turned to look at Fan Tong, waiting for his next words.

After organizing his words a little, he continued.

"That guy came for me, but I don't know his identity, so it's no longer safe here and I have to leave.

Before I leave, I will leave a sum of money for you to run the business yourself, whether it's recruiting people or opening a new store, you just have to come and do it! "

He is indeed planning to leave. He is not afraid of being stolen by thieves, but is afraid that thieves will miss him. If he continues to stay here, no one knows when and where a dagger will appear to pierce your heart.

This time it was just a four-ringed soul sect that was lucky enough to come. What if next time it was a soul saint soul douluo or something like that?

Will he still be so lucky to escape the disaster?

So he had to go out to avoid the limelight, and it just so happened that it would be the start of school at Wuhun Hall in a while.

After wandering outside for so long, it’s time to go back and study hard, and make progress every day!

As for the matters in the store, Fan Tong had already planned it before and left it entirely to Hu Ze. It was better than closing the store and suspending operations.

Fan Tong is still very relieved about the talents he has picked up. For such a small store, it should not be a big problem...

Hu Ze: Why should I be responsible?

Fan Tong: Read your name a few times...

Huze: It’s just Huze, what’s the problem?

Fan Tong: Sorry, I don’t know the difference between HF and HF!

Hu Ze: HF? ?