Tomb Raider: The Fox's Ways to Seducing the Kirin

The two of them hastily put on their clothes and were led by the leader who came out of nowhere. They walked and stopped along the way and finally stopped in front of an unknown yard.

The yard is located in a relatively remote street nearby. There is no plaque hanging on it, and there are no habitable houses around it. It is deserted.

In Cheng Ji's downcast eyes, there were some thoughts that others could not see through.

He let Cheng Feng go back just to catch the big fish that Wang Jiachu had caught in Changsha.

They received the news so quickly, found his location in a short time, and came to capture him. I think his status cannot be too low. After all, he will not stay in Changsha for long. It is soon time for them to start Project 056. If he does not take some actions, I am afraid that even if he knows the subsequent plot, he will still miss something.

He initially thought that Lu Jianxun was the only one left in Changsha from the Wang family, and that killing him would solve all the problems. But he was naive. How could a meticulous man like Wang Canghai only send one spy to Changsha, where Jiumen had taken root?

Then today, let him see who is hiding behind the scenes and trying to control Changsha.

Cheng Ji and Zhang Qiling were led into the courtyard and walked into the main house. A man with a sturdy face and a Zhongshan suit sat at the desk and greeted them with a polite smile: "Second Young Master Cheng, Chief Zhang, nice to meet you, please take a seat."

They were all smart people, so they understood each other's intentions at a glance. The man dismissed everyone and spoke directly: "I won't beat around the bush. In fact, I originally wanted to invite Second Young Master Cheng to join us. Although you have such a close relationship with the head of the Zhang family, I, Li Yikun, still want to fight for it. After all, the Zhang family is now in decline, and my Wang family still has the qualifications and ability to take over the Zhang family. Some good things can't be enjoyed by only one family, don't you think?"

Cheng Ji listened to the man talking nonsense and said nonchalantly, "Since Cheng Feng is such a loser, you want to recruit another one? You're dreaming right after dark, isn't that a good idea?"

Li Xuyikun didn't expect the young man to be so disrespectful, and couldn't help but feel a little angry: "Don't refuse a toast, I'm trying to persuade you with good intentions. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell which side to choose. The Zhang family is a thing of the past! As far as I know, they can't even protect themselves now, and they have no ability to keep the secret in their hands!"

While the young man was dealing with the man, he used Zhang Qiling's cover to stomp the ground lightly, making some noises.

This kind of desolate mountains and wilderness is most suitable for the survival of lonely ghosts. With just a little noise, he summoned a room full of resentful spirits, and under the cover of darkness, they searched for the real person behind the scene.

The Wang family knew that they could not cause any substantial harm to him and Zhang Qiling with their abilities. They were able to bring them here so unscrupulously, so it was probably not as simple as persuading them to surrender.

Considering the Wang family's cautiousness, since this Li Kun can be so openly shouting and yelling here, he must not be the real chess player. He must be a masked man who was pulled here to test his attitude.

Sure enough, I found it.

Cheng Ji said with a smile: "Li Kun, if your Wang family is so great, why do you let you come out to take the blame? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you if I get angry? Or do you really think that I can still have something to hold against you if I kill you?"

Li Yikun's fearless expression made Cheng Ji doubt the true background of the Wang family. This person in power must have some special ability to be so deceiving.

Seeing Cheng Ji threatening so fearlessly, Li Yikun became completely annoyed. Just as he raised his finger to point at the boy's nose and was about to curse, the boy chopped off his head with a long sword that came out of nowhere.

Until the last moment of his life, he never figured out why the young man was so fearless.

The young man put away the blood-stained Xuan-Yuan Sword and shook it with some disgust until the blood on the blade was wiped clean. Then his expression looked better.

Zhang Qiling knew that the boy must have some method to do this, so he didn't say a word from beginning to end, until the boy made a move. He reached out and pulled the boy back, and then he turned the boy around with a little force, and then he said, "Little boy, don't look."

"..." Cheng Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How come he was already in his twenties, but Patriarch Zhang still treated him as a kid who had been to the bloody corpse tomb?

But Cheng Ji naturally would not refuse this kind of special care from the gods. He nestled in Zhang Qiling's arms, squinting his eyes comfortably, like a child who didn't care about worldly affairs.

Of course, if we ignore the hand he placed on Zhang Qiling's abdominal muscles.

The young man who had stolen something naturally would not forget his business. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, with a strange smile on his face, and ordered, "Go and bring it here."

The vengeful spirit blessed by Cheng Ji's own resentment naturally has extremely high efficiency.

Not long after, a man who was strangled unconscious was carried out of the secret room in the house by the evil spirit and thrown to the ground.

The boy was well versed in medicine and naturally knew the acupuncture points on the human body. As soon as the man was thrown to the ground, the boy kicked hard at one of the acupuncture points on the man's body.

"Ah!" The man opened his eyes with a cry of pain, and looked at the two handsome faces in front of him. He, who had always been able to plan and strategize, finally showed a look of horror.

"You...you are not a human, you are a devil, and only a devil can summon evil spirits!" the man said in panic.

The young man was somewhat speechless: "No, you are so uninformed? Didn't Cheng Feng tell you about my ability?"

The man trembled and said, "He told us that we were reserved. This is unbelievable! You are not a human being at all!"

"...You even believe in immortality, but not this?" The young man laughed.

How could anyone want to live forever and use science to explain ghosts and gods?

The young man was too lazy to waste time talking to him. He was not a stranger to the man in front of him. He had even come to Changsha earlier than Zhang Qiling. He was one of the earliest garrison officers in Changsha. He was usually timid and had a low sense of presence, but he had seniority and a lot of say.

I didn't expect that there was such a big fish hiding behind.

Cheng Ji reached out and grabbed the man's collar and dragged him up.

He pinched the man's jaw and forced him to look him in the eyes.

As they looked at each other, the boy's eyes became darker, and his inky black eyes gradually turned blood red. The upturned corners of his eyes were enchanting and charming. Any creature that looked at him would actively submit to him.

With the help of the power of blood, the man gradually forgot to struggle, and the calculation in his eyes was quietly covered up.

Finally, the man knelt heavily on the ground and shouted in an absolutely submissive manner: "Young Master!"

Cheng Ji released the man's hand, patted the non-existent dust off his hand, and ordered: "Continue to follow your plan. Remember to inform me if there are any changes."

"Yes."

Zhang Qiling walked over, grabbed the boy's hand and asked, "Do you want to play more?"

Cheng Ji shook his head and said with some regret: "He is the only one who came this time. Those military policemen have been strangled to death. He will handle it by then, so don't worry. There is no one else around. Only Zhang Qishan is hiding in the back of the yard. He should be trying to get something good out of it. It's boring. Let's go back."

Zhang Qiling responded.

Cheng Ji and Zhang Qiling were walking on their way back. The young man held his finger in his hand and said with some regret: "Brother, can we..."

"What?" Zhang Qiling was puzzled.

"Well, can we go back and continue what we didn't finish just now?" The boy blushed and spoke haltingly.

“……”The little liar is a weak person, but he has a big addiction.