“Let’s go! Let’s go see him!” Qiao Suinian nodded.
Soon he found the melon stall that Ge Liefeng had mentioned in the bustling city center. It was a small stall, located at the corner of the intersection, with a wooden board on it. The owner was a middle-aged man with a buzz cut.
This man wasn't exactly handsome; he had small eyes, but he was very pleasing to the eye and exuded a strong masculine aura. He gave off a clean and efficient vibe, and you could tell at a glance that he was easy to talk to and liked to give others a chance.
Qiao Suinian stepped forward, then picked up a watermelon and slapped it, making a thumping sound.
"Boss, are you sure this melon is ripe?" Qiao Suinian asked casually.
However, no sooner had he finished speaking than the melon stall owner in front of him instantly pulled out an incomparably sharp watermelon knife and stabbed it fiercely at Qiao Suinian.
This strike was as fast as lightning, giving Qiao Suinian no chance to react at all.
As a seasoned veteran, Liu Huaqiang knew very well that when someone asked if your melon was ripe or not, no matter what you said or did next, you couldn't avoid being stabbed in the back.
Therefore, the best course of action is to strike first and risk the lives of your fellow Daoists!
puff!
A sickening screech of flesh being pierced echoed as the knife pierced Qiao Suinian's abdomen with pinpoint accuracy. Even the Tai Sui soft armor only slightly reduced the damage and was no match for Liu Huaqiang's ferocious strike.
Ge Liefeng was terrified. He couldn't understand why Qiao Suinian was stabbed after asking just one question. He screamed in terror.
"Sarilang! Sarilang!"
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