Chapter 1708 If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent
Fortunately, Fu Mingliang's head turned quickly enough and he quickly thought of an excuse.
"This...witch, please calm down. I didn't know this guy was so difficult to deal with at first."
"I just regarded him as an ordinary target, but his continuous resistance caused the death of many of my men."
"Those are all brothers of our Blood Fiend Sect. We must avenge them!"
"That's why I've been chasing him until now. I hope the witch won't tell anyone."
Fu Mingliang quietly hid the matter he discussed with the blood-clothed priest, and took the opportunity to take all the responsibility on himself.
But as long as he said it was to avenge the people of the Blood Demon Sect, even if the other party was the Blood-clothed Witch, he couldn't be blamed.
Sure enough, it was exactly as Fu Mingliang expected.
After hearing this, the blood-clothed witch nodded seriously and then said.
"Hmph, I can't tell that you are quite loyal to our Blood Demon Sect, but you are just a little weak."
"Then let me ask you, can you get rid of this person in the next two days?"
The blood-clothed witch also knew that her birthday party in two days' time would be the day when she would close her net.
Judging from the previous struggle between him and Chu Ye, Chu Ye will definitely cause trouble by then.
So the blood-clothed witch needs to solve Chu Ye's problem.
It is not necessary that Fu Mingliang in front of him can kill Chu Ye, even if the opponent cannot reach the scene, it is enough.
Fu Mingliang nodded seriously, patted his chest and said.
"No problem, Witch-sama, don't worry, I was going to seek revenge on him!"
"I will never miss this time!"
The blood-clothed witch chuckled lightly when she saw it.
"Even if you are smart, I can't be stingy. I will tell you all the latest whereabouts of this guy Chu Ye."
"I hope you can bring me good news by then!"
"Thank you, witch-sama!"
Fu Mingliang knelt down and kowtowed again to thank him. When he looked up again, the blood-clothed witch in front of him had already disappeared.
"Hmph, what are you pretending to be? When I complete this mission, I will be promoted to a blood-clothed priest."
"I see you, a stinky bitch, dare to be so presumptuous in front of me!"
Fu Mingliang sneered, and then began to take action.
He originally had subordinates responsible for intelligence collection, but now that he has the help of the blood-clothed witch, he is naturally even more powerful.
Basically, Chu Ye's every move was controlled by him.
Time flew by in the evening, and Fu Mingliang finally received an important piece of news while waiting anxiously.
"That kid went to Waxman Lane?
He must have gone to find Wax Man Zhao!"
Fu Mingliang knew clearly, and then ordered his men to set off immediately with a sneer.
Chu Ye received the news report from Xuanwu at noon.
"For the record, Mr. Chu, I found out that there is a guy named Waxman Zhao in the Waxman Lane in the old town of Nanling."
"The guy who disguised himself as Strawberry must have gone to find the human skin mask made by Wax Man Zhao."
After hearing this, Chu Ye nodded seriously, and then said with a smile.
“Waxman Zhao from Waxman Lane?
It’s interesting, then I’ll go visit this guy!”
According to Xuanwu's report, Waxman Zhao should not be affiliated with any organizational force. He only works for himself.
Therefore, many organizational forces active in Nanling will come to Waxman Zhao for help whenever they need help.
And such a complicated network of relationships has virtually become the protective umbrella of Waxman Zhao.
No one knows that once the wax man Zhao is offended, which mysterious and powerful guest behind him will take revenge.
Waxman Zhao himself is very satisfied with this living situation. He knows that his craftsmanship is precious, but it is a pity that he does not have the ability to protect it.
Zhao, the wax man, has always understood the principle that a common man is innocent and carries a jade.
Therefore, when dealing with every customer who comes to the door, Waxman Zhao will not ask too much about his purpose, so as not to know too much and be killed.
But even so, Waxman Zhao would never have imagined that he would still cause trouble today.
There are not many people living in the old town of Nanling, and Waxman Lane is even sparsely populated, almost becoming a tourist attraction.
In a courtyard in the deepest part of the alley, the open space is filled with various lifelike wax figures.
The owner of the courtyard, Waxman Zhao, was sitting in the courtyard with a work that was about to be completed in front of him.
Suddenly, a figure fell down in the courtyard, clapped his hands and cheered.
"It is said that the wax figures made by the wax man Zhao are lifelike. When I saw it today, it turned out to be true!"
Wax Man Zhao immediately turned around when he heard this, with a smile on his face.
"This guest has received a prize. May I ask what are your requirements for coming this time?"
"Whatever I, the wax man Zhao, can do, I will definitely satisfy you."
Fu Mingliang squinted his eyes slightly at this time, and Waxman Zhao couldn't understand what he was thinking.
He just subconsciously thought that Fu Mingliang, a master who fell from a high wall silently to the ground, should come to him to disguise himself.
But then Fu Mingliang's face, which had been smiling just now, suddenly changed.
Fu Mingliang made a decisive move, and in the blink of an eye he was behind the wax man Zhao.
Before he could react, one of his hands was grabbed by Fu Mingliang.
"Hey...it hurts..." "This guest, we have never met before, why do we get into such a fight as soon as we arrive?"
"As I said just now, as long as I can fulfill your request, I will definitely satisfy you."
Fu Mingliang's face was full of indifference, and he asked a question after a long while.
"You guys have to keep your word. I hate people who go back on their word."
"I...of course I keep my word."
Then Fu Mingliang lowered his head and revealed his plan.
When Wax Man Zhao heard this, a trace of surprise appeared on his face.
"This...do you want me to cooperate with you in killing people?
I can't do this."
"I don't kill animals!"
Waxman Zhao wanted to refuse, but at this time it was no longer up to him to make the choice.
Seeing this, Fu Mingliang raised his hand again, and Waxman Zhao felt that his arm was about to break.
"If you don't agree, I will destroy your hands and let the name Wax Man Zhao disappear from now on!"
"If you agree, we, the Blood Demon Sect, will never treat you badly after everything is done!"
"Which path to choose is up to you!"
"The Bloody Sect?
You are actually a member of the Blood Demon Sect, hey..." When he heard the name of the Blood Demon Sect, the wax man Zhao helplessly sighed heavily.
"That's all, it seems like everything is destined."
"Whatever you ask me to do, I just do it."
"Hmph, this is decent, why don't you hurry up and make preparations?"
Fu Mingliang let go of his hand, and Waxman Zhao moved his arms and began to act as required.
When the sun just set, Chu Ye arrived near Waxman Lane.