Bang bang bang!

Zhang Yuanqing kicked the young man in the face again and again, causing him to stagger back. His several attempts to organize a resistance were interrupted by the fierce attacks.

Turning on the phone screen, he saw the message from the strange number half an hour ago: "Escape!"

He had already slipped out of the nightclub before this message came.

He called Xiaoyuan.

As soon as the call was connected, the other end picked up the phone, and Xiaoyuan said in a cold voice:

"Kou Beiyue?"

"Xiaoyuan, it's me." Kou Beiyue lowered his voice unconsciously, like a child who had made a mistake.

Then, he heard a gentle exhalation sound on the other end of the phone, like a balloon that had been inflated and finally deflated at this moment.

Just when Xiaoyuan was about to start cursing, the voice coming from the speaker was...

"Where is he? Where is the person who saved you?"

"I don't know. After he attracted those official travelers, I ran away." Kou Beiyue answered truthfully.

"You're really good!" Xiao Yuan sneered, gnashing her teeth and said:

"Next time you want to die, don't call me. Die quietly by yourself and don't drag others down."

Kou Beiyue was dejected.

"I'm sorry, I'll go back to him now." The rebellious boy gritted his teeth.

"No need to look for me, I'm already here."

Kou Beiyue turned his head suddenly and saw the figure of a young man gradually emerging in the darkness a few meters behind him.

This is a young man with ordinary appearance, dull expression, and black-framed glasses. He is often associated with words such as "science and engineering dog", "otaku", and "introvert".

He is Xiaoyuan's friend? The one who saved me just now? Kou Beiyue had just thought about it when he heard Xiaoyuan's relieved voice coming from the speaker: "Give him the phone."

Kou Beiyue threw the phone over.

Zhang Yuanqing took it, raised it to his ear, and said with a smile:

"I'm fine, I'm not injured, and my identity is not exposed."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for more than ten breaths, and Xiaoyuan said softly:

"Thank you." She added immediately: "I agree to join your gang."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said hypocritically:

"Oh, don't say that, as if this is a deal. Yes, I am willing to help because of Aunt Xiaoyuan's personality charm. We are all friends."

Hehe, Xiaoyuan, you will be mine from now on.

Xiao Yuan took a deep breath and said, "Anyway, thank you very much. I will return the favor."

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the rebellious young man and said, "Let's not talk about it for now. I still have something to ask him."

He hung up the phone, walked over to the boy, handed the phone back, and asked, "What's your name?"

When handing over the phone, he took a look at the face reflected on the screen. Zhang Yuanqing did not disguise himself as Wang Tai this time, but searched for "otaku"

Words such as "social phobia" and photos found on the Internet.

With the prop of disguise ring, you can become anyone you want. You can't just focus on taking advantage of Brother Wang Tai.

"Kou Beiyue!" The rebellious young man looked at the young man who was much older than him and asked:

"Are you the Night Walker? From Taichi Sect? How do you know Madoka?"

Kou Beiyue's knowledge is not shallow. On the contrary, he is able to become a level 3 bewitching demon and practice with Master Wuhen. Just by looking at the scene where the other party appeared, he guessed that this man's profession is a night wandering god.

After asking, he realized that he hadn't thanked her yet, so he quickly added:

"Thank you, thank you for saving me. I will repay you for this kindness."

Are you concerned about how Xiaoyuan and I know each other? By the way, are you his son? Zhang Yuanqing said calmly:

"I saved you, it has nothing to do with you, Xiaoyuan will naturally repay you. Now I ask you, why did you assassinate the Five Elements Alliance deacon?"

Kou Beiyue frowned.

Zhang Yuanqing continued, "Since you know that I am the Night Wanderer, you should know that Taiyi Sect and the Five Elements Alliance are of the same blood. You killed an official steward, which is a capital crime. Although I saved you for Xiaoyuan's sake, I need a reasonable explanation."

Kou Beiyue was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking of the past that he couldn't bear to look back on, and gritted his teeth and said:

“Because he killed my sister.

“I was born in a rural area in Jinshan City. I didn’t finish high school because I was expelled from school for fighting. My sister was more promising than me. She went to college in Songhai and stayed in Songhai to work after graduation.

"Two years ago, my parents thought I was not doing my job properly, so they asked me to come to Songhai to live with them and find a decent job. Everything was going well, but suddenly one day, my sister disappeared.

"I went to her company and her colleagues told me that my sister had resigned a long time ago and that she was doing business with a fellow villager from Jinshan City. But she never told me. The next day, she still hadn't returned, so I immediately reported it to the Public Security Bureau and notified my family.

"For a whole month afterwards, there was no news from my sister. I quit my job and went to the police station every day, but the response I always got was to go home and wait, and they were investigating."

"Until one day more than a month later, my sister came back." Speaking of this, Kou Beiyue's eyes flashed with deep hatred:

"She was covered in wounds and looked very haggard. Her mental state was also in trouble. I noticed that she was wearing slippers. She must have escaped. After returning home, she immediately packed her things and kept telling me to run, run. I asked her what happened and where she had been during this period. She didn't tell me and just kept repeating "run". I couldn't control myself and questioned her loudly. As a result, she was so scared that she squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, shouting "Don't hit me". I can't imagine what kind of torture she went through in more than a month. "

More than two years later, when talking about this, the pain and hatred in Kou Beiyue's eyes are still so strong that they are difficult to separate.

Zhang Yuanqing's face gradually lost expression, and he listened in silence. "What happened next?" he asked.

"We haven't left yet, and that beast chased us. Yes, it was the deacon you just dealt with. He beat my sister to death in front of me. I can never forget the curse he said when he killed her. He said: You stinky bitch, you dare to run? I haven't had enough fun yet, and you dare to run away?" Kou Beiyue laughed, his mouth cracked, revealing his white teeth:

"Then I was killed too, but I didn't die. The spirit realm gave me a character card, so I was reborn and got a second life. Maybe the spirit realm also felt that there were too many evils in this world, and we needed to fight violence with violence, and evil with evil."

That shouldn't be the case. With the status of a deacon, he can have any woman he wants. Whether it's an ordinary woman or a female practitioner, as long as the deacon is willing, there is no shortage of them.

Why treat an ordinary person like this? Unless there is a special fetish, or there is another inside story. Tsk, if what Kou Beiyue said is true, then I can't turn a blind eye to this matter.

Zhang Yuanqing frowned secretly and said:

"Then how did you join Master Wuhen's team?"

"Because I dare not kill anyone. Every time I see the weak begging and trembling in fear, I will think of how my sister looked before she died. If I also indulge in killing and show my fangs to the weak, how is I different from the beast who killed my sister?" Kou Beiyue looked painful.

You are quite principled. Yes, to be valued by Master Wuhen, you must be a "weirdos" in the evil profession. Zhang Yuanqing was about to give his affirmation when he suddenly heard a smiling voice from the side of the two people:

"Yes, yes. Showing your claws to the weak is no different from being a beast. The essence of killing is to fight violence with violence, to cleanse this filthy world with quick and efficient means."

Zhang Yuanqing and Kou Beiyue were startled and turned their heads at the same time.

Under the orange light of the street lamp, there stood a young man wearing a sports headband, with his hands behind his back, looking at them with a sunny smile.

However, after a series of beatings, the official walker was unharmed and only felt the pain in his flesh and grimaced.

This is an earth monster with amazing defensive power.

On the other side, after notifying his companions, the middle-aged man immediately put away the walkie-talkie and put on a strange dark brown mask that looked like it was made of tree bark.

“Puff, puff, puff.”

The middle-aged man exhaled continuously at the two people fighting fiercely from a distance of more than ten meters.

The tiny, sharp wooden spikes made an almost imperceptible "xiu xiu" sound and shot towards the enemy silently.

The bark mask is a prop for the wood demon profession. The wearer can shoot out small wooden thorns by exhaling. The lethality is not strong, but the wooden thorns contain biological toxins that can cause paralysis, pain, and difficulty breathing.

There is no limit to the number of wooden spikes that can be sprayed. As long as the user has sufficient lung capacity, he can keep shooting, which is very cost-effective.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was wearing the Eyes of Insight, noticed the attack of the wooden thorns first. He kicked the earth monster in the chest, used the force to lunge to the side, and rolled over, avoiding the attack of the wooden thorns with exceptional agility.

The young earth monster was not so lucky. He was instantly covered by a dozen wooden thorns, which caused tiny earth-yellow ripples on his body.

The wooden spikes were not strong enough to break through the earth monster's defense.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's gaze penetrated the reinforced concrete wall and saw three travelers with powerful auras running towards the gate.

Behind the building, the official walker who was in charge of the rear was also bypassing the nightclub building and rushing towards this side.

It was almost time. Zhang Yuanqing no longer hesitated, jumped up, and ran towards the street opposite the nightclub.

"Want to run?"

Seeing this,

The middle-aged man spat out wooden spikes to block the escape route, and attacked the enemy's back as agilely as a monkey.

His palms were like knives, his skin quickly took on the growth rings of trees, and his palms and five fingers turned into sharp wooden thorns, stabbing into the back of the enemy.

This is a level 3 wood demon, a captain-level master.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was running wildly, suddenly stopped, twisted his waist, and thrust his fist backwards like a sneak attack.

The middle-aged man crossed his left arm, allowing wood grain to appear on his skin, turning it into wood as hard as iron.

"Bang"

Zhang Yuanqing dodged the wooden sword that his palm transformed into, cutting his clothes. His fist also hit the opponent's raised forearm, making a dull wooden sound.

Thump thump thump

The middle-aged man retreated repeatedly, his arm cracked with a crack, and streams of blood flowed out from the gap.

Become stronger?! His face changed slightly.

I have experienced the level of this bewitching demon not long ago, and it is not that strong. Logically speaking, after being injured by the deacon, its combat power will only decline, not improve.

By the way, the Bewitching Demon was furious when seeing blood, and he killed someone in the nightclub. Is this guy weaker than I thought? No, I am too strong. I am already level three, and now is night, the strongest moment of the Night Wanderer. If he was not afraid of exposing his identity and dared not use Xiaoyue, I feel that within ten moves, life and death can be decided.

Zhang Yuanqing took two quick steps and stomped his feet heavily on the ground. The power rushed from his tense legs to his shoulders and neck, and finally flowed out along his arms.

Bang!

Another straight punch, making a crisp sound.

The middle-aged man's breath was choked, his center of gravity dropped, and he leaned to the left like an acrobat, narrowly avoiding the fist that was about to blow up the dog's head.

Then he arched his waist and leaped backward, and at the same time, with two "puff" sounds, sharp wooden thorns spurted out.

Zhang Yuanqing let the wooden splinter embed into his chest, stepped forward with his right foot, and threw a hook punch from bottom to top.

Bang!

The middle-aged man's body was hunched up like a shrimp, his eyeballs bulged out suddenly and were covered with bloodshot.

At this moment, three official travelers happened to rush out. Seeing this scene, the leading man was wearing a white suit, with a slicked-back hair, a strong build, and a powerful aura. He took two quick steps and made a javelin throwing gesture.

snort~

Flames spewed from his palms, condensing into a blazing flaming spear. The deacon shouted and threw it with all his might.

The spear turned into a stream of light and shot out. At the same time, the middle-aged man snapped his fingers, trying to perform fire magic, using the flaming spear as a medium to close the distance with the enemy.

Zhang Yuanqing grabbed out of thin air a black Taoist robe with yin and yang embroidered on it, silver patterns on the top and flames on the bottom.

“Crash!”

The Taoist robe unfolded and was automatically draped over the shoulders.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the spear whistling towards him, stretched out his hand, and suddenly clenched it.

Bang!

A fire hydrant not far away exploded, and a strong stream of water gushed out like a snow lion and a white dragon, extinguishing the flaming spears.

As soon as the flames rose on the man in the white suit, they automatically went out.

He did not chase after him immediately, but instead uttered a puzzled "hmm" and looked at the rebellious young man in the Taoist robe.

This experienced deacon keenly sensed that something was wrong.

This kid is clearly a bewitching demon, when did he learn to control water? What's wrong with that robe on his body? If he has such a prop, why didn't he take it out before?

Where is his knife?

All kinds of doubts flashed through his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

At this moment, he saw the rebellious young man who assassinated him, sneered, pointed his thumb downward, and cursed:

"The Minotaur must die!" After saying that, he turned and ran.

The butler in the white suit had veins bulging on his forehead, his face became more and more ferocious, and finally, with a bang, anger gushed out from the top of his head.

He chased after her desperately, as if he had lost his mind.

The five subordinates immediately followed their boss and chased after the young man fiercely, chasing the boy's back, running farther and farther away.

Just a dozen seconds after they left, a pale-faced young man with thick eyebrows and bright eyes walked out of the nightclub cautiously, sat at the door looking left and right, and after confirming it was safe, he left quickly and disappeared into the darkness.

Kou Beiyue chose dark paths and sneaked in the darkness, not daring to stop for a moment, until he felt a dull pain in his wound and his breathing became disordered, then he stopped.

He sat down on the side of the road, gasping for breath, and sweat gushed out of his pores like a floodgate.

“It should be far enough away.”

He breathed in the somewhat sultry night air, panted for a moment, and suddenly punched the ground, growling in a low voice:

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it"

Kou Beiyue punched the ground again and again, venting his frustration, until the concrete floor cracked and his fists were covered in blood. Then he took a deep breath and calmed down.

Kou Beiyue took out his cell phone and prepared to call Xiaoyuan back to tell her that he was safe and not to worry.