Cheng Feng told Aunt Lan the whole story, hoping to get some help from her, even if it was just information.

Aimless searching was really not something Cheng Feng could do.

Aunt Lan didn't expect Cheng Feng's execution to be so strong. They had just talked about it in the morning, and he was already taking action in the evening.

Looking at Cheng Feng with dark circles under his eyes, she felt a pang of sympathy: "Are you under Nie Yuan's Soul Shock?"

Cheng Feng thought that Aunt Lan knew but didn't plan to tell him. Cheng Feng didn't care, anyway, he already knew how to deal with it from Wang Tieshan.

But it turned out that Aunt Lan didn't know.

Looking at Cheng Feng's expression, Aunt Lan understood: "So that's why you're in such a hurry. It turns out you're under Soul Shock. No, with your Blood Refinement strength, you should be able to get through it in three days, so it shouldn't be so urgent. Then what is it? Are you worried that the people around you will be implicated?" Seeing Cheng Feng's changing expression,

a strange look flashed in Aunt Lan's eyes, and she smiled: "So you're still a sentimental man."

Cheng Feng watched Aunt Lan reveal his secrets little by little, and said with a沉着 face: "Are you so curious about other people's privacy? Now that you're done being curious, should you tell me what to do?"

Aunt Lan covered her mouth and smiled: "Don't worry, seeing that your complexion is a bit poor, I can still help you solve the Soul Shock. At least you have to get some sleep, right? Only with enough food and drink and a good rest can you work well!"

Aunt Lan turned around and found two small bottles from the cabinet.

She threw them into Cheng Feng's arms, "Take the blue bottle, it can dissolve the Soul Shock and let you sleep comfortably. Take the white bottle and wander around Nie Hu's mansion. If you get close to the Bone-Eating Powder, the color of the bottle will turn light green, dark green, until finally dark green. If it's dark green, it means you've been poisoned. Within two hours, your whole body will be sore and weak, and your strength will be greatly reduced. Take care of yourself!"

Looking at the two bottles in his arms, Cheng Feng asked: "Aunt Lan, your strength is not weak either, why don't you resist Nie Yuan?"

Aunt Lan looked at Cheng Feng with a smile and said nothing. The silent scene made Cheng Feng know that he should go back.

Cheng Feng, who didn't get an answer, cupped his fist and left.

After a long time, Aunt Lan's eyes showed a fierce look, and she said: "I haven't found what I want yet, Nie Yuan, don't you die first."

Cheng Feng was still suspicious of Aunt Lan's little blue bottle, thinking that he only had one night left to get through, so he wasn't in a hurry to take it.

He would have to wait until night to talk about the little white bottle.

Because of the Soul Shock these past two days, Cheng Feng told the women in the mansion that he would be cultivating in the martial arts hall for a few days, and not to disturb him if there was nothing important.

The women naturally agreed.

Cheng Feng then haunted the vicinity of the Tiger Head Gang these two days.

Having to stay awake for three whole days, although Cheng Feng was quite strong, it still disrupted his biological clock.

His eyes were bloodshot, his head was heavy, and he always felt a groggy feeling that he couldn't shake off.

While staking out in the afternoon, he saw an old acquaintance, Wang Hu.

Wang Hu looked dejected and listless. It seemed that he wasn't having a good time either.

That's right, he negotiated a business deal that brought in a master, who swaggered around the Tiger Head Gang and left safely. Who could he vent to? The gang leader?

No, who else could it be?

Naturally, it was the scapegoat who brought Cheng Feng over.

These past two days, the people in the gang hadn't given Wang Hu a good look, and Nie Hu had even taken away the power in Wang Hu's hands, turning the once top figure in the Tiger Head Gang, who everyone fawned over, into a desolate figure that no one cared about. Wang only took two days to do this.

And this was only because Wang Hu was forced by Cheng Feng to bring him to the Tiger Head Gang.

Wang Hu was also helpless, but the blame fell from the sky, and he had to take it.

Looking at Wang Hu's appearance, Cheng Feng didn't have the heart to pity him.

Although it was broad daylight, he found a corner and directly grabbed Wang Hu, bringing him to the corner of the alley.

Looking at this fierce man who suddenly appeared, Wang Hu's body trembled, and a numb smile appeared on his face: "Big brother, you're here again? The gang leader is inside, you can just go find him if you have something to do."

After probing around, he found that Wang Hu didn't know about Nie Yuan's affairs either, and that even the entire Tiger Head Gang didn't know anything about the person behind Nie Hu. Cheng Feng gave up on that idea.

Looking at Wang Hu, Cheng Feng had a direction in his mind.

Cheng Feng said to Wang Hu: "Did your gang leader hire a woman named Aunt Lan?"

Wang Hu nodded quickly. Aunt Lan had been hired by the gang leader to help for a long time. The whole gang knew about it, and there was no need to hide it.

"Then do you know what kind of person Aunt Lan is?" Cheng Feng asked.

Wang Hu shook his head quickly: "Aunt Lan has been hired for more than a month. It is said that she makes some tonic soups to replenish blood for the gang leader. It is Aunt Lan's unique recipe. Gang... Nie Hu has been stuck in the late stage of Skin Refinement for some years, and wants to take this opportunity to see if he can break through to the Blood Refinement realm."

"Break through to Blood Refinement? Not poison?" Cheng Feng felt that there must be a big secret in this deviation.

But Cheng Feng only wanted to find Nie Yuan now and physically eliminate him.

Eliminating the danger in the cradle is the most reasonable thing to do.

After asking Wang Hu some more questions, he deepened his understanding of the Tiger Head Gang, and learned that although Wang Hu was nearly thirty years old, he was an ordinary Strength Refinement realm cultivator, but he was also close to Strength Refinement perfection. It was just that he was usually busy dealing with the gang's affairs that delayed his cultivation. Otherwise, he might have cultivated to Skin Refinement perfection faster than Nie Hu.

Knowing this, Cheng Feng had a different view of Wang Hu. Wang Hu handled all the big and small affairs of the Tiger Head Gang, and could be called the number two figure of the Tiger Head Gang. He had no small value, and coincided with one of his goals.

Cheng Feng pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Tell me, what should I do with you?"

Wang Hu was also a shrewd person. As expected of the number two figure in the Tiger Head Gang, he immediately said: "If big brother wants to kill me, he wouldn't have asked this question. If you want to take control of the Tiger Head Gang, I can help with some things, but my strength is low, so I really can't help with killing Nie Hu. If big brother kills Nie Hu, I am willing to be a vanguard and die for you."

Seeing Wang Hu say these words, Cheng Feng was also somewhat satisfied. His strength was a little lacking, but his ability was not bad, and he had good judgment. Although he couldn't directly reuse him, he had almost no usable people in his hands at the moment. Having one was better than none.

Cheng Feng nodded and said: "I do have a big business to find a gang for, but unfortunately Nie Hu doesn't appreciate my kindness, so I can't be blamed. After Nie Hu dies, you will take over the Tiger Head Gang. I can send people to support you, as long as you do things well, you will definitely get benefits. Now, go back."

Hearing Cheng Feng's words, a gleam flashed in Wang Hu's eyes. He had worked diligently for the gang for more than ten years, but as a result, he was demoted because of this kind of thing, and his status and face were swept away. It was impossible for Wang Hu not to have any complaints in his heart. Cheng Feng's appearance was like giving Wang Hu a shot in the arm.

What should he do? Of course, follow the winner. Wang Hu waited for the result, and even hoped in his heart that Cheng Feng could become that winner.

Cheng Feng wouldn't suddenly accept subordinates like this, but there was no way, he had to take Wang Hu, someone who could write, fight, and negotiate business.

Let's see first, my current focus is still on the Bone-Eating Powder.

The night was as dark as ink, covering this prosperous and hidden town.

Cheng Feng stood in the night, his eyes like torches, his heart full of anger and determination towards Nie Yuan.

He understood that only by completely eliminating Nie Yuan could he ensure the safety of himself and his family.

Cheng Feng quietly moved forward along the shadows of the alley, but couldn't help but recall Wang Hu's words in his heart.

Aunt Lan's unique recipe, could it really help Nie Hu break through to the Blood Refinement realm? If so, then Nie Yuan's strength would be greatly improved, which would undoubtedly bring him even more trouble.

Cheng Feng had not yet encountered an opponent of the same level. The only few times he had suppressed the strong with the weak, and it was really not Cheng Feng's style.

Fortunately, Nie Hu's strength hasn't changed much yet. Cheng Feng didn't retreat because of this. He took a deep breath, put the distracting thoughts in his mind behind him, and focused on finding Nie Hu's trail.

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