Zuo Han didn't stay in a big hotel, but in a small hotel in a remote neighborhood. The room looked quite big, but it didn't even have a private bathroom, and there was no need to register. The streets outside were even more chaotic. It was already early in the morning, but
Loud speakers can bring down the roof.
Zuo Han leaned on the bedside, using the remote control to change channels randomly, flipping through TV programs full of snowflakes.
The surveillance tail suddenly disappeared, and the real owner should be coming soon.
Just as he was thinking about it, a sound of footsteps came closer and closer in the corridor, stopping in front of the door.
If Zuohan's ears weren't so sensitive, it would be really difficult to hear clearly.
As soon as the door opened, a middle-aged man who looked like a countryman walked in.
Zuo Han looked at him: "You are not a waiter."
"Do you want to live or die?" the middle-aged man asked directly.
Zuo Han smiled: "Of course life is better than death."
"Okay, answer me a few questions." The middle-aged man asked, "Who are you?"
"Tourist." Zuo Han changed the channel again.
The middle-aged man raised his left hand, and a stream of green energy shot out.
There was a bang, and sparks flew from the TV, and then it piled up softly like plastic that had been baked soft.
Zuo Han frowned slightly and sighed: "It's not easy to find a stage where I can watch it."
"You are not surprised by my strength. It seems that I guessed it right." The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly showed murderous intent: "You are indeed a member of Chi You's group."
"I've never heard of Huangdi Chiyou. But I also have a question for you." Zuo Han looked at the middle-aged man and asked quietly: "Have you ever heard of Thousand-Year Ginseng?"
"Hahahaha..." The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "I knew that idiot Jiang Peng couldn't be trusted, but you actually found him. It's a pity that all this was planned by the master, and it was in vain for you idiots to find him.
Strength. There is only one thing you can get..."
The middle-aged man paused and said harshly: "That is death!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man shook his hand, and a stream of green energy came straight to Zuo Han.
Zuo Han leaned on the head of the bed without moving and opened his mouth to blow.
"puff--"
The green air drifted away, and a layer of green powder was scattered on the curtains and coffee table next to it, and then wisps of green smoke came out, corroding a little.
The middle-aged man was stunned.
Zuo Han hooked his hand and said, "Come on with some hard stuff, don't do these fooling things."
"Bastard!" The middle-aged man was furious and rushed towards Zuo Han.
Zuo Han raised his right foot and kicked the middle-aged man back with a bang.
"Not even level 1 strength." Zuo Han clicked his tongue and shook his head.
The middle-aged man got up from the ground in embarrassment, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said harshly: "You asked for this."
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, and the color of his pupils suddenly changed, turning green and scary.
There seemed to be something underneath the skin, gradually squirming and swelling.
Zuo Han stood up, adjusted his glasses, and frowned.
The highly corrosive green energy is just a cover-up. In fact, there is something else up its sleeve, which is nothing to worry about. But the way it looks now, it is obviously not some mechanism.
Zuo Han felt something different when the middle-aged man knocked on the door.
Although the strength is less than level 1, there is a strange feeling on the body. It is different from the qigong practiced by Zheng Wufeng, Wu Bo and others. It seems to be something else. In some ways, it is similar to the feeling nurse Song Ya gave Zuo Han.
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The bodies of middle-aged people are becoming more and more bloated, even their clothes are torn and the color of their skin has become gray.
In just a few seconds, he transformed from a skinny middle-aged man into a sturdy man.
It's just that the bulging muscles and tendons give people too much irregularity, giving them an eerie and terrifying meaning.
And his power level also jumped to level 3.
"Is this gorilla appearance your true face?" Zuo Han spread his legs slightly and raised his right hand.
The middle-aged man's expression was extremely ferocious, as if he was suffering from some kind of pain, and his voice became low and hoarse.
"You succeeded in irritating me, so you will die miserably..."
Before he finished speaking, a huge body jumped out with a roar and punched Zuo Han.
Zuo Han lunged forward, raising his hand to meet the sinister fist.
With a bang, Zuo Han's body sank. The middle-aged man's fist was also firmly grasped by Zuo Han.
"hateful!"
The middle-aged man was a little surprised. He wanted to pull his hand back, but he pulled it, but it didn't move. He tried to use his other hand, but found that he couldn't get through it. He even couldn't move his whole body.
Looking at Zuo Han's palm again, I don't know when a faint black light overflowed and poured into the middle-aged man's body.
Dark Holy Power.
"This is not a boxing ring, so I don't need to talk to you about fairness." Zuo Han retracted his palm and said calmly: "The nerves and muscles below your head have been paralyzed, and you can't do it no matter how hard you try.
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The middle-aged man struggled angrily, but apart from stretching his neck and grinning, he could do nothing, and the sounds from his throat were much lower.
Zuo Han sat back on the bed, lit a cigarette, and asked, "Now, can you answer my question?"
"You will die miserably, and the master will not let you go. If you have the ability, let me go. In a fair duel, I will tear you apart..." The middle-aged man roared angrily, but his voice was not much louder than a mosquito's hum, especially
It's amidst loud music.
"It's so late at night, don't disturb others to rest." Zuo Han dug his ears and shook his head: "Has your style become so low after so many years of not seeing each other? How could Claudia accept a subordinate like you?"
"You..." The middle-aged man who was roaring crazily just now was stunned, and his expression turned into one of extreme horror.
"It seems that I was really deceived." Seeing the middle-aged man's change, Zuo Han's pupils shrank: "You seem to be familiar with this name..."
"No, I'm not familiar with it, I don't know anything..." The middle-aged man roared again and struggled hard. There was a faint sign of loosening in his imprisoned body.
Zuo Han frowned and said: "You'd better calm down. Your power was forcibly catalyzed and exceeded the capacity of the cells. If you use more force, you will kill yourself."
The middle-aged man seemed not to have heard, and continued to struggle and shout: "It has nothing to do with me, it doesn't matter. Jiang Peng harmed me...bastard, that bastard, I must kill him, tear him alive..."
As the middle-aged man roared, the exposed skin made a clicking sound, as if something was being torn apart.
"Oops!" Zuo Han jumped up, and with his white palms, he went straight to press on the middle-aged man.
But the moment before Zuo Han touched it, the middle-aged man's body seemed to explode. With a bang, pieces of flesh and blood splashed everywhere.
Zuo Han reacted quickly. With a flip of his wrist, a wall of air formed in front of him, blocking out all the filth.
The middle-aged man's body also fell to the ground with a crash. The body was like rotten meat, and it was broken into many pieces. Only the head was still intact, and his eyes were still staring in fear.
Zuo Han shook his head in annoyance.
The clues that were finally elicited were just gone.
He raised his hand to make a mudra, and two beams of light shot into the middle-aged man's eyes.
There was a buzzing sound, light flashed, and several hologram-like images flashed alternately above the middle-aged man's head.
Jiang Peng's figure, a hand-drawn map, a forest with messy gravel, and... two women with blood orchid masks.
Zuo Han cannot pry into other people's memories, but he can obtain some information from dead brains. Especially those who die suddenly like middle-aged people must have strong obsessions before death. These images extracted by Zuo Han are all
It's the memory that flashes through the middle-aged man's mind before he dies.
The location drawn on the map seems to be near Chiang Mai, and the woods may be that location. Jiang Peng's image is easy to explain, as the middle-aged man just called his name. What puzzles Zuo Han is why there are two masked women
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The images of the two women were a bit blurry, and the specific figures could not be identified. But Zuo Han was certain that one of them must be Claudia.
Could it be that besides Claudia, someone else followed her to Earth? Or it was a coincidence, it was the rest of her men...
Zuo Han waved his hand and gathered a ball of black fire to burn the middle-aged man's body, and glanced at the night sky outside the window.
Let's go check out that place first, maybe we can meet old friends again.
You said it was...
Claudia!
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At this time, Jiang Peng had already arrived at the forest that appeared in the middle-aged man's memory.
An off-road jeep was parked next to it, with a suitcase containing money on the back seat. Jiang Peng stood beside the car a little restlessly, smoking a cigarette and looking around.
After a while, three figures walked over from a distance. They were dressed like ordinary villagers and held nothing in their hands.
Jiang Peng was a little nervous, threw away the cigarette butt, and put his hands in his pockets.
There is a pistol there.
One man and two women, both around forty years old. Both of them have Thai looks, but the man walking in the middle has an East Asian face.
The leading man looked at Jiang Peng and tore his clothes open.
Apart from a few scars, there is a bloody orchid tattooed on his chest.
Jiang Peng breathed a sigh of relief, rolled up his sleeves, and had a small blood orchid tattooed on the upper part of his arm.
"I'm Jiang Peng." Jiang Peng introduced himself politely.
The scarred man nodded, indicating that he knew, and asked, "Did you bring the money?"
"In the car." Jiang Peng quickly opened the door.
The man with the scar took a look and asked, "Why is it just you? Where is Moga?"
"Special envoy?" Jiang Peng explained: "There is a boy who always makes trouble for me. The special envoy had some doubts, so he went to confirm."
The man with the scar seemed to realize something, and exchanged glances with the other two.
Jiang Peng looked around again and asked with some anxiety: "The special envoy told me that the boss will meet me..."
"The master will arrive in a while." The scarred man said, "We came here first to see if this place is clean, so as not to upset her."
The woman giggled and said, "You really came at the right time. There's a lot of garbage to clean up."
"Ah?" Jiang Peng was stunned for a moment. Looking at the murderous looks of the three people in front of him, cold sweat broke out on his back.
Cleaning up trash? Does that mean me...
Jiang Peng swallowed hard and subconsciously took a step back.
"Idiot, I'm not talking about you."
As the woman sneered, the three people in front of Jiang Peng suddenly jumped up and rushed out in different directions.
A shout suddenly sounded in the woods: "We've been discovered, do it!!"
Immediately, more than ten black figures suddenly flashed out from the forest, and one of them turned out to be Zheng Wufeng!