The guise of the Supreme Heaven Yun clan is still very useful. After the Centurion of the Mingjiao presented the pass document issued by the Yun clan, Chu Tian successfully entered the Demon Slaughter City. It was very smooth that it took over a store covering an area of ​​thousands of acres less than a thousand miles away from the thin white divine light.

The empty shop is spotless, with clean walls, and not even a stool is left, as clean as if it has been licked by tens of thousands of evil dogs.

"I like Yun's serious and competitive style of doing things...really!"

Standing in the empty store lobby, Chu Tian put his hands on his hips and looked down at the floor that was wiped as a mirror.

This shop belongs to the Yun family. It was originally a store specializing in selling various powerful disposable thunder bombs. For the Yun family, it was just a trivial hair in their huge industry in the chaotic world.

Gongsun Langlang borrowed the shop from Xuan Shangjun. He didn't know that someone inside the Yun clan deliberately made things difficult for Xuan Shangjun, or that the shopkeeper was "too serious" and actually cleaned the shop so clean that he didn't even leave any of the most basic utensils for Chu Tian.

"Bastard!" The eyes of the Centurion of the Nether Corner suddenly turned into terrifying black. He turned around and was about to catch up with the shopkeeper who had just left, and had just completed the handover procedures with Chu Tian, ​​and gave him a little color.

"Enough!" Chu Tian stopped the impulse of the Centurion of the Nether Corner. He said in a deep voice: "It's good, everything is clean. We start from scratch, which is just right for me to manage the store completely according to my own thoughts."

With his hands behind his back, he circled around the shop within a radius of thousands of acres. Chu Tian kept thinking about the reward he saw on the Demon-Slaying Blood List. The bandits in Zhensanzhou? Are they the bandits in Zhensanzhou? Are they really them? Dragon King? Fox Old? Tiger Dad? Is it really them? It’s really that coincidental that I heard about them in this chaotic world?

If not, how could it be so coincidental? The name is the bandits in the Three Prefectures, and the three leaders are also like a dragon, a fox, and a tiger?

Chu Tian couldn't help but want to inquire about the relevant information, but he quickly thought of the information about the Chaos Heavenly Realm obtained from the Yun family. He quickly pressed down the impulse. The Chaos Heavenly Realm is very large, and its coverage area is almost as big as the general territory of tens of thousands of Lingjiao Heavenly Courts, and the internal terrain is extremely complex.

It is thousands of times more difficult to find a specific target here than finding a needle in the ocean.

"Strength, financial resources, intelligence... All conditions are in place, so you can be more confident of finding someone." Chu Tian walked around the store, and finally returned to the door of the store's lobby. He took a few steps back and retreated to the street. He looked up at the door lintel that had been removed and turned naked, and pointed at the centurion of the Netherjiao.

"Who, go find a shop and customize a large red-bottomed gilded plaque with a grand enough style, use... and use the three words "Dazhu Temple"!" Chu Tian curled his lips and smiled proudly.

Only Chu Tian’s relatives and friends know about the three words “Dazhu Temple”. Among the huge Tian Clan, except Luo'er, only Zi Wanzhong, Qingyang and others who had investigated Chu Tian’s background knew about it.

As long as Chu Tian can make the name "Dazhu Temple" resound throughout the chaotic world, he will not be afraid that the old friends will not come to him on their own initiative.

With a smile, Chu Tian suddenly raised his head and glanced at the Centurion of Mingjiao: "Who... is going to work? Is it difficult to customize a large plaque? Do you still need me to teach me? Or, do you think I am easy to bully. Do you want to be lazy and work hard on foreign workers, and do you want evil slaves to bully your master?"

Chu Tian's left and right eyes suddenly changed color, his left eyes were golden and his right eyes were silver. The power of the Taiyin and Sun were boiling and ready to go. If the Centurion of the Mingjiao dared to make any remarks that made him dissatisfied, Chu Tian would not mind killing him, and select a few well-behaved and obedient people from his Mingjiao warriors.

The Centurion of Mingjiao looked at Chu Tian stupidly. He spread his hands helplessly: "My name is Jiao Luo, the soldering iron... This, Lord Luo, I... The brothers of our Mingjiao clan are all experts in killing, setting fires, burning, killing, looting, etc., and what kind of customized plaques are... What is a plaque?"

Jiao Luo looked at Chu Tian carefully, fearing that Chu Tian would get angry. After all, their life and death were controlled by Chu Tian.

The soldiers of the Nether Corner also looked at Chu Tian carefully, holding their breath one by one, and squeezed out a stiff and ugly smile on their faces with difficulty.

Chu Tian looked dumbfoundedly at the group of guys who were about three or six feet tall and covered in muscles: "What do you learn on weekdays? Or, what have you taught you the great masters of the Mingjiao clan?"

"Kill people and set fire!" Jiao Luo smiled proudly.

"Burn, kill, loot!" The reckless men smiled brightly.

"Scattered corpses!" Jiao Luo smiled and hit the shoulders with a group of brothers.

"Get cramps and skins!" The rash men smiled happily. They seemed to think of some fun and proud things, and almost waved their arms and jumped up and cheered loudly.

Chu Tian's face turned dark, and he murmured: "Yun's doing things is indeed very serious. He said that he was giving me a team of guards, but it was really just a group of guards. It was impossible for these guys to do something else!"

Shaking his head, Chu Tian sighed, waved to Jiaoluo, and then turned around and left.

This is simply the core, largest and most complete commercial area of ​​Demon-Slaying City. With a few warriors with fierce noses and fierce faces, and a document issued by Yun, Chu Tian successfully purchased a batch of basic daily necessities and customized a batch of equipment that can be used for future business.

The chaotic world is extremely chaotic. Every day, countless people make fortunes, countless people lose their lives every day, countless people are lucky every day, and countless people are unlucky every day.

In the slave area of ​​the commercial area, Chu Tian happened to encounter a group of "high-quality" slaves being auctioned on the street, and a high platform was built on the roadside. Nearly 8,000 men, women, young and old, stood on the stage with gray faces, trembling one by one, and several girls with bright eyes and white teeth kept making subtle sobs.

Next to the platform, a wolf-headed man with his upper body exposed and covered in scars howled hysterically: "Come on people who know the goods, are there anyone who knows the goods? The old talisman store "Lingye Shop" that has been open for 170,000 years in the Ninth City District has been selling it in packages from the shopkeeper to the servants!"
Chapter completed!