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Chapter 22, despicable person!

After Tang Bandit returned home, he immediately closed the thick courtyard door.

He ran to the room where Phoenix was hiding and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Then he pushed open the door and entered, and a sharp dagger was pressed against his throat.

"Sister, I'm one of my own."

"Hmph, who is your sister?" Phoenix took back the dagger in his hand.

Tang Bandit touched his neck and asked, "Where did you hide just now? Those gray robes came looking for someone, but found nothing."

Fenghuang said with contempt on his face: "They also want to find me? I lay on top of his head, and that idiot didn't even see me."

Tang Bandit smiled bitterly and said: "Those gray robes are just ordinary people. They can at most use the skills of a three-legged cat. They can bully kind-hearted people, but they are not enough when they meet practitioners...More

Besides, you are still a master of air control, how could they find you?"

If Fenghuang didn't even have this ability, Bandit Tang would have killed them all in the yard.

Fenghuang looked at Tang Bandit and said thoughtfully: "They are looking for a master in the air control realm, saying that he killed a group of predators before... But the predators were not killed by me. They

How do you say that the person who killed the predator was an airbending master?"

Apparently, she hid in the house and overheard the conversation of the gray robes.

Tang Biao's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he explained calmly: "Maybe it's because the masters of the Qi Control Realm are too eye-catching. Think about it, there are very few practitioners in the old land who can reach the Qi Control Realm.

It’s one of a kind... If such a master suddenly comes to the Henshan gathering area, can the Flame Shrine not be nervous?"

"Although you didn't kill the predator, most of the other gray robes were killed by you. One whip, one whip... Naturally, they all focused their attention on you...

...So, what they are looking for now is you, a master of air control."

Fenghuang also felt that Tang Bandit's explanation was reasonable and said, "You just dismissed them like that?"

Tang Bandit looked distressed and said: "What do you mean, just send them away? It sounds so easy. I sacrificed half a rabbit and a pheasant to feed those bastards before sending them away.

.”

"I want you to be my younger brother?" Fenghuang looked at Tang Bandit with a half-smile, wondering, is it possible that only such a shameless guy can live well in a place like this?

If Brother Long knew that the air-bending master they were searching for all over the region was right under his nose, the murderer in the black robe of the Flame Shrine was grilling skewers for him, and he was trying hard to pull him into the gang and still did it for him when he left.

There is a Flame Shrine amulet posted in front of the door...

I'm afraid I'm going to hug the pillow and cry a lot, right?

It was a wrong payment after all!

"It's hard to deny hospitality. If they hadn't had such a bad reputation, I would have joined them a long time ago. Who let them have strength in numbers? As long as someone bullies me, I will go back and call him big brother."

Tang Bandit said with a smile: "Rejecting them is a very dangerous thing. They can refuse, but you have to come. Besides, with this flame talisman, the Flame Shrine will not knock on our door again in the future.

You can wait safely until the person who picks you up comes."

Fenghuang looked at Tang Bandit and asked, "What if the person to pick me up never comes?"

Tang Bandit's eyes widened and he said, "Isn't it possible? What unreasonable thing have you done that even your biological parents don't want you?"

"You were abandoned by your parents." Phoenix said angrily: "The escape capsule can't send the coordinates, and I can't contact Xinxing. How can they find me? What if I can't be found all the time?

?”

"This is impossible." Tang Bandit shook his head and said: "Although I don't know much about those high-tech gadgets. But, you flew from such a far away place, there must be traces of your flight... You

Your family will definitely be able to find you."

Phoenix sighed softly and said, "I hope so."

"Are you still hungry?" Tang Bandit looked at Phoenix and said, "I roasted rabbit and pheasant again, but they haven't finished eating yet... Do you want some more?"

"Okay." Phoenix nodded. "I haven't eaten roast rabbit or chicken from the old land. I heard that when Blue Star was still glorious, Zibo's barbecue was famous."

"Of course!" Tang Bandit agreed firmly and said, "At that time... everything was fine."

"Yes, everything is fine." Phoenix nodded: "It would be great if Blue Star could return to that era."

"It's impossible." Tang Bandit shook his head and said: "When the human race on the Blue Star becomes extinct, all available resources will be plundered by the humans on the new star... Maybe this place will become a garbage planet.

A waste disposal site that will become a rising star.”

Tang Bandit walked over and reheated the unfinished barbecue skewers, and Fenghuang started his second meal. The little fat man and the old man had not eaten meat just now, and now they were enjoying themselves.

Tang Bandit ate while roasting, feeling that life was pleasant.

At this moment, someone knocked on the courtyard door again.

The small courtyard instantly fell into silence, and everyone looked at each other. Could it be that the people from the Flame Shrine realized that something was wrong and came back to kill them?

Tang Bandit walked to the door of the courtyard and listened attentively to what was going on outside.

"Who is it?" Tang Bandit asked aloud.

Suddenly, he felt his nerves tightening and his hairs standing on end.

When he turned around, he found that there were already two men in black wearing ghost-face masks in the yard.

The Eastern evil spirit, one black and one red, shines strangely in the dark night.

On the black face mask, the ghostly eyes stared at Tang Bandit and asked: "Is there any more? I want to eat too."

"I want it too," said the red-faced mask.

"Who are you?" Tang Bandit asked in a deep voice.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come.

The fact that these two people can appear in the small courtyard quietly shows that they are quite powerful.

What's worse is, why do they come to your own courtyard?

I am just an ordinary hunter in Henshan Mountain, barbecue master in the human gathering area, and the most handsome man in Lingyang District... Oh, this shameless self only learned from the old man.

He is the spokesperson of the Double Wall Blue Star of the Empire. Compared with him, I am still too shy.

You don’t just come here because of the aroma, why don’t you just have a barbecue?

"I am Wuying." The black face mask said.

"I am Wufeng." The red-faced mask said.

When he heard them say his name, Phoenix's expression was solemn, the old man's face looked thoughtful, and the little fat...

The little fat boy choked on his meat skewers and was looking for water everywhere.

Xiaopang felt that this was the worst night in his limited life, and it should have been the happiest night.

The eldest brother roasted voles, roasted rabbits, and roasted pheasants. There were so many fragrant meat skewers that everyone could eat to their heart's content. And the phoenix is ​​also here, this is their new friend...

Children all like to have guests at home and it will be lively when there are many people.

However, his beautiful life was interrupted again and again. First, the people from the Flame Shrine came and snatched away his roasted field mice. After finally sending them away, two more ghost-faced masks came and shouted for him.

Eat barbecue...when will he be full?

As we all know, if you don't want others to take the candy from your hand, put the candy in your mouth first.

Xiaopang was worried that his elder brother would snatch away the barbecue from his hand to please other elder brothers like he did just now...

The little fat guy just ate a little too fast, and then he choked and rolled his eyes.

"Water..." Xiaopang shouted.

The old man scolded the little fat man for being a mess, but handed over the large enamel jar at hand.

The little fat man held it in his arms and took a deep breath, and then he inserted the large piece of meat stuck in his throat.

Tang Bandit was very dissatisfied with the name of the red-faced mask and said, "Why are you called Wu Feng?"

"Then what should my name be?"

"You should be called Wu Xing." Tang Bandit said, "Wu Ying Wu Xing, so the cp feeling will be stronger."

"The name is just a code name."

"Really? Then why don't you call shit?"

"..." Wufeng felt that he could not communicate with Tang Bandit.

Wuying looked at Tang Bandit and said: "We just want to ask for a piece of meat, why should we hurt others with our words?"

"Leave after eating?" Tang Bandit asked.

"Leave after eating." Wuying said.

"I still need to take someone with me." Wu Feng added.

"The old man provoked you? Why did you take him away?" Tang Bandit said angrily: "Look, he is already so old, he can't carry his shoulders, can't lift his hands, and he has a disease. You guys

Aren’t you afraid of being infected?”

"Little bastard..." The old man was so angry that his face turned crooked. He didn't care about the presence of "guests", grabbed the meat cleaver on the table and rushed towards Tang Bandit. "I have to kill him.

You must not..."

Unfortunately, his steps were frivolous, his movements were slow, and the knife in his hand was limp, and he didn't seem to pose any threat.

When he was about to rush in front of Tang Bandit, his steps suddenly became firm and light, and his figure suddenly accelerated, and then accelerated again...

Then he stabbed Wuying in the back with a knife.

The Tang bandit was not idle either. The red willow branch he used to grill meat turned into a sharp dagger.

His body lunged forward, his movements very unsightly, like a vicious dog rushing toward its coveted prey.

The red willow skewer in his hand shone with oil in the moonlight, and there were even several skewers of rabbit meat on it, and he stabbed Wuying's head hard.

Even if his head was made of fine steel, a huge hole would be poked out by Tang Bandit's powerful blow.

When we meet on a narrow road, the mean one wins.


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