Naruto system rampages in another world

After shopping around the entire second floor, Qin Hao carried 10 sacks on his back and went directly down to the second floor with the happy little fat man, without any intention of continuing to walk up there.

Without him, after shopping through the fake spirit stones looted from the secret room, there were not many left. Qin Hao had no choice but to suppress his desire to buy and once again realized the importance of money.

Money is a good thing. If he didn't have money, he would have caught 10 snakes of 100 different species. The time required would be immeasurable, but now all this time has been saved at the cost of 1 low-grade spirits. Stone, the price is a bit dark, but for Qin Hao, it is definitely worth it.

"Fake"

Qin Hao licked his lips, and the magatama in his left eye slowly started to rotate, and he looked around casually, especially in front of every counter, and on the spiritual stones used to pay bills, his eyes would deliberately stay for a moment.

"One, two, three, four... 37, 38..."

Qin Hao silently memorized the numbers in his heart, his face was dull, but his eyes were glowing with danger.

"Forty percent of people are using fake spirit stones to pay their bills, even in Linglong Pavilion. It seems that the entire Dayuan City has been completely filled with these fake spirit stones... I just don't know that it's just a Dayuan City Is this the case in the city, or is it the same in other places?”

This conjecture gave Qin Hao a shuddering feeling in his heart, as if he had accidentally stepped into a huge whirlpool, and if he was not careful, not even the dregs would be left.

Qin Hao thinks that he has a clearer understanding of the power of money and the terrifying lethality that counterfeit money can cause than most of the natives in this world. So when he thinks about it now, he feels a chill running down his spine. What happened when he killed Hall Master Shi? The consequences of the incident may be much more serious than what he imagined.

"Xiao Dao Hui, Lu Huhu."

Qin Hao's eyes flashed, his fingers clenched the mouth of the sack, and he walked away at a much faster pace.

Linglong Pavilion, a luxurious and elegant room, Zao Wuji stood by the window of the building, his eyes seemingly unfocused looking at the sky above Dayuan City, a thin layer of transparent restrictions was like a glass pot lid , covering the entire Dayuan City on the ground.

"Young Master, Hall Master Hu has arrived."

A man with blond hair and blue eyes stood behind Zhao Wuji and whispered.

"Well, let him in."

Zhao Wuji turned around and looked at Hu Run, the master of Xiaodao Hui Hall who walked in with a pale face and a look of sincere fear. He was a very old-looking man, with wrinkles on his face like dry tree bark and deep depressions.

Looking at Zhao Wuji's warm smile, Hu Run's body trembled, and his whole heart was filled with chills. In the eyes of outsiders, he was a leader of the Little Sword Society, but he knew in his heart that he was just Zhao Wuji's child. of a dog.

Dogs know their master's habits best. The warmer Zhao Wuji smiles, the more angry he is and the more terrifying his murderous intention is.

"Young Master, I have sent people to investigate what happened last night. It should not have been done by people from the Little Sword Club. The hall leaders did not go out at night yesterday, and the rest of the gang, according to me, did not know. He may be Hall Master Shi’s opponent.”

Knowing what Zhao Wuji was going to ask, Hurun hurriedly poured out all the beans.

After talking about his night's investigation, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and waited carefully for Zhao Wuji's instructions, not even daring to take a breath.

"This young master doesn't care about the dead. The only thing I care about is one thing. Do you understand?"

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes and continued to ask Hurun softly: "Two weeks, two weeks, is it enough?"

"Young Master, don't worry. No matter who he is, my subordinates will definitely find him out within two weeks." Hu Run's body was soaked. He gritted his teeth, clasped his fists and accepted the order. Then, with Zhao Wuji's waved hand, he quietly The ground retreated.

"Young Master, in two weeks, do you really believe that Hurun can find out?" The blond man's status is obviously not low. Unlike Hurun, who was trembling in front of Zhao Wuji, he asked Zhao Wuji with a relaxed expression.

"Haha, I went to see the scene. All the boxes were overturned and all the spiritual stones were moved away, but the spirit powder was scattered all over the floor. I don't believe that the murderer would just transport away the spirit stones and use the spirit powder to make it. Nothing.”

"Even if you didn't know anything about it, wouldn't you be curious if you found these white powders together with the spiritual stones later?"

Zhao Wuji pinched the center of his eyebrows, lowered his eyebrows slightly, raised a conceited smile at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Hu Run, if I can find someone, I will know the result I want. If the guy who kills knows something, , if you are restless, Hurun will be able to find the person, and the rest will be easy; if Hurun cannot find the person, it means that the other person is a peaceful guy, so whether or not you find him or not, it won't matter."

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Qin Hao closed the door tightly and pushed the disappointed little fat man out, "Remember, don't disturb me."

"Brother, aren't you really making snake soup? It's such a waste." The little fat man stared at Qin Hao with a suspicious look on his face. His expression seemed to say, little guy, if you want to eat alone, I'll see through it.

The muscles on Qin Hao's forehead jumped, and with a snap, he closed the door tightly and bolted it, ignoring the shouts of the fat man outside.

Taking out a bundle of poisonous snakes from the sack, Qin Hao pinched the head of one of the snakes and pulled it out from the silver wire strung above his head. He aimed his index finger at the snake's head and struck it. The already dying poisonous snake was instantly knocked unconscious and passed out. .

In the same way, he took out one of each of the other nine different types of snakes. After knocking them unconscious, Qin Hao vacated all the tables and chairs in the room, leaving a small open space, and then placed the 10 venomous snakes in a strange orientation and The shapes are placed on the ground.

The snake's body is soft and can be kneaded and manipulated by him at will. It is like a paintbrush on the ground, outlining strange lines. The lines are twisted and there are certain intervals between them. They are twisted and twisted like 10 ghost symbols, and they seem to be connected in series on the ground. Irregular nonagonal shape.

Standing in the center of the nine-sided shape, the Sharingan slowly rotated counterclockwise. After carefully comparing the graphics on the ground with the strange patterns in his mind and the graphics instilled in the advanced information of the secret technique of soft body, Qin Hao He leaned over again and made subtle adjustments to each "line".

After comparing again and again to confirm that it was correct, Qin Hao licked his slightly dry lips and popped out his ten fingers in succession. The 10 phalanges hit their respective targets almost at the same time.

10 snake heads exploded one after another, and clouds of red blood mist strangely rose into the sky. Blood flowed across the ground, but it was so strange that it did not splash everywhere, but seemed to be subject to a kind of pulling force, and connected with the adjacent snake bodies. , gathered into bloody lines, completely connecting the 10 disconnected "lines" together.

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