Chapter 750: Western Suburbs Racecourse! The giant ape Tang Man is investigating!

As Li Feng walked into the racecourse, "Evil God" suddenly sighed:

“This place is really big!”

Hearing this, Li Feng suddenly became energetic and regained the feeling when his companion showed off to him, a rookie who had never been here before, and immediately replied:

"That's~~~"

His tone sounded as if he was the owner of this western suburbs racecourse.

Li Feng stretched out his hand and pointed:

"It's a zoo there. It displays rare animals from all over the mainland. But Lao Li, I haven't been there. Most of the people here are rich people who bring their children."

"There is a circus over there, and next to it is a story park. Well, there are usually a lot of people, so it's hard to queue up."

"The most open one in front, yes! It's the racecourse as big as the stadium. It's the predecessor of the racecourse in the western suburbs. There are performances and competitions every day."

"Evil God, you don't know! My friend said that once, several well-known rich people in Jiuzhou City came to the racecourse together, and each of them spent a lot of money. As a result, a beggar homeless man spent five copper yuan on random purchases that day.

I bought a horse racing ticket and ended up winning unexpectedly!”

"Win 146 gold yuan in one game! Haha, that's smoke coming out of the ancestral grave!"

"The homeless man became a millionaire and married a beautiful wife in her early 20s."

The evil god's voice was filled with disdain: "You believe this too?"

Li Feng suddenly became anxious when he saw that the other party didn't believe him despite his pretense:

"This is true! Everyone knows about the racecourse in the western suburbs!"

The Evil God sneered: "Even if this happens, it's just a marketing move."

"Marketing?" Li Feng was a little unfamiliar with this term, and asked after being stunned:

"Lord Evil God, what is marketing?"

There was a hint of ridicule in the evil god's voice: "It's just a story about a homeless man getting rich overnight at the Western Suburbs Racecourse, so that some fools can also want to get the luck of the protagonist in the story."

Li Feng immediately understood the meaning of "evil god", but he still refused to believe it and muttered in a low voice:

"You must have guessed."

"Haha." The evil god laughed and asked:

"Let's leave this matter alone. I just want to ask you, how is the homeless man doing now?"

When Li Feng heard this, he immediately stopped and looked thoughtful:

"I know this. That guy often came to gamble and lost most of the money he won. Well, it seems that he was deceived and lost all his money. His beautiful wife also ran away secretly."

"He hasn't appeared for a long time. I don't know if he is still alive."

The evil god suddenly laughed out loud: "Doesn't this explain the problem? The Western Suburbs Racecourse has recovered most of the marketing costs."

Li Feng was stunned when he heard the words. He didn't know why, but the more he thought about the evil god's words, the more reasonable he felt.

The evil god's voice was somewhat sighing: "Wealth that is too easy to obtain is often easier to squander. Later, even if the results are a little better, he will become a vagabond again."

"So what if the God of Luck favors him? He is a homeless man begging for a living. With his ability, he is not worthy of having so much wealth. So what if he is lucky? So what if he gets rich overnight? With his ability

He will definitely not be able to keep his wealth and will only return to his original appearance. This is the way of heaven."

Li Feng was thoughtful after hearing this.

This time he did not speak, but walked silently, walking a little heavily.

After walking along the road for a long time, this time it was the evil god who spoke first.

"Huh?"

Li Feng looked up and saw two guys in Supervision Bureau uniforms passing by, and then he spat fiercely:

"Black dog!"

This nickname of the inspector is widely circulated among the people. Mo Zhi vomited in his heart, but he suppressed the symbol hidden in Li Feng's body and remained silent until the two inspectors walked away before speaking.

asked:

"Why is there an inspection here? No, there is a black dog? Isn't this the property of the Webster family? If I remember correctly, the Webster family should not be in the same group as the inspection office."

The Webster family is a radical faction represented by the Prime Minister. They advocate the use of Talisman and are committed to eliminating Pandora's influence on the federal government. These factors inevitably determine that the Inspectorate, as a subsidiary agency of Pandora, is incompatible with the radical faction, and even has constant friction.

But right now, this situation is not quite right! Mobi can clearly feel the talismans of these two people. One is red level, the other is orange level. Neither of them can escape, and they are punishers, and

Looking at the two people walking side by side but casually, they looked more like patrol guards at the western suburbs racecourse than coming to investigate some case.

Li Feng was quick to speak and said immediately:

"Master Evil God, don't you even know this? This is really my first time at the Western Suburbs Racecourse."

"This is the territory of the Jiuzhou City Inspectorate. Well, I mean this is indeed the property of the Webster family, but it has always been guarded by the Inspectorate. They send special personnel and teams to take charge of the security here!"

"Indeed." The evil god's voice came.

After Mobi heard what Li Feng said, he immediately read his relevant memory contents to make sure that he was not lying.

This place is really covered by the Inspectorate!

Li Feng chuckled: "Since Lord Evil God doesn't know, then I'll explain it to you. I'm a frequent visitor here!"

"In our western suburbs racecourse, I think there are three types of people who cannot afford to offend!"

"Oh?" Mo Zhi was very interested in what he said.

Of course, he was not only concerned about the problem itself. The three types of people he could not offend were nothing to him. What he was more concerned about was the phenomenon that occurred when Li Feng said this.

He can use Fuyuan to check Li Feng's memory at any time. In other words, Li Feng is like a computer filled with movies, and he can read all the movie archives instantly.

However, Mo Dashengzi had no way to deal with Li Feng's thinking process. For example, he could not read the answer from the other party's memory on the topic he was talking about. Obviously, Li Feng also got the answer after his own thinking and summary.

The conclusion of these "three kinds of people".

In his memory, it does not directly show who these three people are, or even if there are some clues, it is impossible to determine the conclusion he is about to analyze and speak out.

If we use this analogy, Mu Zhi can read all the data on the hard drive of Li Feng's computer, but can do nothing about the operation of the software in his computer.

This is probably the complexity of intelligent creatures like humans. You can understand all the memories in his consciousness, but you are not sure what he will do next. Maybe an abnormal excitement of nerves, maybe a stubborn thought, will

Let his real-life stress behavior break away from his original habits.

This is easy to understand. For example, the anger that breaks out suddenly after being suppressed for a long time is unpredictable. You can never be sure which second it will explode!

Perhaps, this is one of the disadvantages of the mind-dread ability. Mu Bo came to such a conclusion and felt that he had a deeper understanding of his own abilities.

After finishing this thought, Mo Zhi took back his thoughts. At this time, Li Feng had already finished his answer, and the Great Sage Mo could look back at it from his memory.

Li Feng said:

"The first type of person who can't be offended at this western suburbs racecourse is the racetrack security guards in black uniforms, called Black Hands! These people. Well, these people are all thugs of the Webster family. They are all equipped with guns and are very skilled.

Very clever."

"In this racecourse, no one who causes trouble will be taken care of by these black hands."

"Secondly, there are those dignitaries who even Black Hand has to go out to greet and protect. Haha, it's easy to understand. People who can be protected by Black Hand personally are the ones valued by the Webster family."

"The third type is white shirts. I don't know much about these people, Lao Li. I just know that they seem to be the VIP customers of this racecourse. Once they enter the racecourse, they will be worn by the service staff to mark them.

white shirt"

"I don't know much about Bai Shi, Lao Li. I just heard from my friends that you must stay away from these people."

This is what Li Feng said when Holy Son Mo was thinking just now.

The word "black hand" touched an unpredictable nerve like lightning, and quickly connected him to last night's assassination.

The dead orange-level contractor was dressed in black, with thin black leather gloves on his hands.

Is he the black hand?

Unpredictable quickly got the answer from Li Feng's memory.

Li Feng has seen gangsters, and more than once. In a casino with a noisy environment and prone to trouble, there are quite a lot of gangsters.

They never speak easily, but stand silently like guards everywhere.

That's right, the orange-level contractor was wearing a black hand, and he was originally from the western suburbs racecourse!

This would undoubtedly further prove Mo Zhi's original guess - the other party just wanted to lure him here.

The clue is not only the identity tag that contains three hundred taels of silver, but also that the other party did not even change clothes that would reveal his identity.

Seemingly seeing no reaction from the "evil god", he even asked aloud:

"Evil God, are you listening?"

"Yes, yes!" Mo Zhi replied.

"The person in front is the one in white, outside the crowd." Li Feng shook his head and pointed in the direction of the "evil god", as if this being who could talk to him through the air was right next to him.

Mo Zhi followed his direction and looked over, but he was suddenly confused.
To be continued...