At this moment, on the third floor of Wuzhi Pavilion.
The masked woman in a white dress is still sitting in front of the dressing table.
But an old man ran in in a hurry and said: "Pavilion Master, it's not good, something serious is going to happen!"
"What's wrong? How can you behave in such a panic?"
The masked woman in a white dress asked slowly without turning her head.
"Pavilion Master, it's bad, Hell Shura, I've taken over the mission!"
The old man said quickly.
"What??"
The masked woman in the white dress was slightly startled, and turned around with a look of shock in her eyes.
The new master of Wuwu Pavilion in Qingshan City is really surprised.
This one is worth 60 billion!
They are ignorant of Pavilion and will definitely eat it.
According to the plan of the masked woman in white, she would wait for others to pick up the food, accumulate some more, and eat them together.
Even if other bounty hunters take over and complete the mission, they can still use tricks to kill them and swallow the bounty.
But only Hell Shura is too strong and a bit difficult to deal with.
Wuwu Pavilion has fought against Hell Shura several times and suffered losses.
The craziest time, a tens of billions designated task appeared, and it was designated that the No. 1 Hell Shura would take over.
Hell Shura took over and completed the task.
But Wuzhi Pavilion wanted to swallow those 10 billion, so they sent people to kill the hell Shura.
Those who were originally sent were in the early stages of the acquired world and would never come back.
He was also sent to the middle stage of Houtian Realm, but there was no news from him.
Then he was sent to the later stage of Houtian Realm, but his whereabouts were missing.
In the end, Wuzhi Pavilion directly sent the Houtian Realm Dzogchen there. They didn't receive any news all night. When they saw it the next morning, there was an extra body in front of Wuzhi Pavilion.
That corpse was none other than the Dzogchen master of the Houtian realm they sent to kill the hell Shura.
There was also a note left by Hell Shura, which said: Don't play tricks, I, Hell Shura, have a limit to my patience.
After seeing the note, the people in Wuwu Pavilion discussed it again and again, and finally decided not to take action against Hell Shura.
And from that time on, they in Wuzhi Pavilion could do whatever they wanted, except when they encountered Hell Shura, they could not easily touch Hell Shura.
This time, Hell Shura took over the task. If the task was completed, how should they eat the 60 billion?
"Hall Master, it's really Hell Shura who has taken over the mission. What should we do?"
The masked woman in the white dress thought about it and said: "Let's wait and see what happens. Go out and send more people to Lin Feng's residence to keep an eye on me. If there is any situation, report it to me immediately. I will ask the headquarters for instructions first.
Here come the masters of the Danjing Realm!"
"OK!"
The old man agreed and immediately went down to make arrangements.
The masked woman in white took out her mobile phone and gave it to her father, the chief master of the Ignorance Pavilion in the secular world.
The masked woman in white told the matter to the head of the Wuzhi Pavilion and waited for instructions from the head of the Wuzhi Pavilion!
The chief master of Wuwu Pavilion quickly said: "You guys keep an eye on him and lock down the location of Hell Shura. It's best if Hell Shura fails. If he succeeds, then I, Wuwu Pavilion, will have to settle old and new accounts with him!"
"Last time, I tolerated him with 10 billion. This time, 60 billion must not fall into his hands again!"
Sixty billion is not much for Wuzhi Pavilion.
But at least it is 60 billion, not 600 million.
This time they, Wuwu Pavilion, will never give up easily.
At this moment, at eight o'clock in the morning, the morning sun is rising slowly, the sunshine is warm and the breeze is gentle.
In Qingshan Square, many aunts are dancing in the square, and there are also many old men doing Tai Chi. Most of them are old people.
A rickety old man, wearing a bright red robe, was missing one left leg, one left arm, and there were several knife marks on his face. His appearance was very scary.
But the old man held a one-meter-long black bamboo pole in his right hand, and he didn't even use it to walk. He just jumped forward step by step, quite fast.
The old man passed by the square. He was not going to the square to exercise. The direction he was heading was exactly the direction where Lin Feng lived.
If you look carefully, you will find that the old man's left eye is sunken, with no eyeball inside, and his left ear has also been cut off, which is difficult to see because it is covered by his gray hair.
Every pedestrian looked at the old man, and some children were frightened and cried when they saw the old man's face.
This old man looks like a rickety ghost, anyone who sees him will be frightened.
The old man jumped forward step by step. His speed was faster than that of a normal person with two legs, and he was also extremely steady. If you didn't pay attention, you would have thought he was a normal person.
At this time, the rickety old man had arrived at the small parking lot below Lin Feng's residence.
He looked up at the sky, a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Combined with the crisscross knife marks on his face, he looked very ferocious and terrifying.
The rickety old man spoke slowly and whispered: "After eating these 60 billion, I, the hell Shura, will have enough money to sell pills and break through the last layer of shackles."
.This can also speed up the pace of revenge. Jianzong, just wait, or in a few years, I will make you unable to eat and walk around! Haha, it smells so good, I, Shura from Hell, have already smelled the fragrance of 60 billion!
"
This rickety old man is actually the number one Shura from hell.
Hell Shura, when he was twenty years old, he was in his prime, handsome, and unrestrained, and was the genius of the sword sect.
With his qualifications, given time, he may surpass the elder brother of the Sword Sect!
But he committed a catastrophic disaster.
During a sect trial, more than a dozen of their brothers and sisters drank and celebrated after completing the trial tasks.
That night, many fellow apprentices kept asking him to drink. He drank too much and finally became drunk and passed out.
He had no idea what happened that night.
He woke up the next day and found the daughter of the Sword Sect leader lying next to him, disheveled and still crying.
Before he understood what was going on, his senior brother broke in with people and said that he was drunk and had sex and had defiled the daughter of the Sword Sect leader. He tied him up, beat him up and dragged him back to the sect.
Only later did he realize that it was a game and that he had been wrongly accused.
But no one would listen to his explanation. In a rage, the leader of the Sword Sect chopped off his left leg, left hand, and left ear, gouged out his left eye, and ruined his appearance.
Not only that, he was expelled from the Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect also hung him up, deprived him of food and drink, and wanted him to die of exposure.
His family was killed by the Jian Zong until every one of them was left.
He has never forgotten the blood feud.
Fortunately, when he was about to die, an old Taoist appeared. For some reason, the old Taoist secretly let him go and gave him a lot of pills, some for healing and some for improving bottlenecks.
He took the elixir and escaped from the world of cultivation regardless of risk.
After coming to the secular world, three years later, he remained anonymous. With the help of experienced elixirs and his unremitting efforts in cultivation, his strength reached the early stage of the earth level and he joined the Bounty Hunter Guild.
He has been practicing hard and taking on tasks to make money. His strength has been improving and he has earned more and more money.
Jian Zong seemed to have forgotten him and never came to trouble him.
Now 140 years have passed and Hell Asura is already 160 years old!