Chapter 699 The Real Master
Under the dull eyes of a group of people, Wu Chong stretched out his hand, and a ball of dark power flew out from the fragments of the phone, hovered in his palm, and turned into a ball.
This is the power of the monster he extracted.
This thing is the product of radiation from big guys in the antique market, and it has a certain value.
"fear?"
Wu Chong fiddled with the sphere in his hand, trying to extract more. But he failed to succeed. After being blown away by his palm, it became a real pile of scum, with all his instincts gone. After realizing this, he opened his mouth and swallowed the thing in one breath.
On the panel, the blue bar representing the experience value increased slightly.
"That's almost it. All that's left is to go to the antique market and kill this guy's body." Wu Chong's mouth returned to its original shape, he clapped his hands and walked up to Guan Peng and the others.
"OK!"
Guan Peng was agitated, came to his senses and replied quickly.
The way he looked at Wu Chong now was like looking at a god. Especially after what happened with Master Shen, he understood how difficult this thing was. Such a terrifying monster was actually killed by this expert with a slap.
If this is not a fairy, what is it?
"Master, thank you for your life-saving grace! I kowtow to you." Several other people also responded, including Wang Kun, who was walking around on the edge of death.
He had full recall now.
Recalling the scene when his girlfriend Tang Jingjing was abandoned by him, he fell into regret.
"Don't forget to pay."
Wu Chong didn't accept this trick. He remembered that he had received another one million IOU.
"must!"
Guan Peng nodded cautiously. He was ready to go back and talk to his father about cooperating with the master.
Under the leadership of Guan Peng, the group soon arrived at the antique market.
The murderous place recorded in this information booklet.
According to archival descriptions, problems with the place were first discovered sixty years ago. The New Kingdom government at that time also thought about blocking this place, but later they discovered that as long as the antique market was blocked, the area's influence would expand at night, and the impact would be several times larger than a simple market. In serious cases, It affected dozens of streets outside and once paralyzed urban traffic.
After that, they tried many methods, but in the end they had no effect. This market seems to have its own consciousness. If the influence is great, it will spread outward.
As time passed, and with the incidents that broke out in other places, the damage caused to the antique market was not great, so the risk level was lowered. Except for a few people who disappear every year, no one else cares.
But there are still records in the official files, reminding some people not to hang out here.
Cold treatment was carried out.
It was already approaching evening when several people entered the market.
There were only a few pedestrians visiting the market, most of whom were tourists from out of town. For them, the antique market is just a special tourist attraction, nothing special. Many bloggers come here to shop for treasures, but they don’t know that the videos they have worked so hard to create will be restricted or even outright illegal.
"Convenience store No. 444?"
Entering the convenience store, Wu Chong immediately saw Xia Xiaohai behind the counter.
This young man gave him a very strange feeling, like a dead person, filled with a large number of mysterious particles. At least three world masters have paid attention to him!
"Trouble solved?"
Seeing Guan Peng and the others coming back, the shop owner Xia Xiaohai also breathed a sigh of relief.
"I would also like to thank the shop owner for his guidance." Guan Peng cast a concerned look. If it weren't for Xia Xiaohai's two instructions, they would definitely be dead.
"I didn't do much. Is this Master Feng? I've seen your photo in the newspaper."
Xia Xiaohai walked out of the counter and came to the rest area of the convenience store, preparing to invite everyone to sit down.
"Don't waste time, go directly to the stall where you buy things." Wu Chong waved his hand. This Xia Xiaohai had some problems, but there should be no conflict with him. With different purposes, Master Wu was too lazy to meddle in this nosy matter.
"Who is this"
Only then did Xia Xiaohai notice Wu Chong.
This seemingly ordinary young man is actually the protagonist.
"Let's go solve the trouble first and thank you later." Guan Peng thanked you and followed Wu Chong out of the convenience store. After seeing Wu Chong's strength, he just wanted to hug his thighs tightly.
Rows of old vendors.
The old people yawned and set up stalls here. Most of the items on them were knock-offs, meant to deceive outsiders.
This kind of stall basically doesn't make much money on weekdays, and these stall owners don't rely on this to make a living. The real profitable business is done at night, so most of their energy levels are like this during the day.
"Most of them are ordinary people, and a few are not very normal."
Wu Chong walked in front, scanning the vendors in the market. He saw similar mysterious particles from several stall owners. These people either had too much contact with demonic objects, or they had problems themselves.
"right here!"
Guan Peng pointed at the vendor in front of him with the most mysterious particles and said loudly.
It was here that they bought their murals before. At that time, Hua Chen was eaten by the New Year painting monster that emerged from the stall in front of them. The strange thing is that none of the vendors here stood up. Their expressions were as dull as zombies.
"Guest, do you want to buy something?"
The vendor raised his head with a strange smile on his face.
In an instant, everyone felt their eyes go dark, and when they focused their eyes again, they came to a completely unfamiliar room.
The entire room is an old-fashioned wooden building, with scorch marks everywhere on the walls. The most bizarre thing is the murals on the surrounding walls. These murals are all the kind of 'New Year pictures' that Guan Peng took photos of on his cell phone.
"Grandmaster!"
Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Feng Daoxi even took out all the treasures he was looking after. As soon as several talisman papers appeared in his hands, there were signs of burning.
"interesting."
Wu Chong walked to the side, stretched out his right hand and touched the New Year pictures on the wall. A familiar burning sensation passed along his index finger.
"A bit like the demon from the Yu family, but much weaker."
He retracted his finger and glanced at the burnt finger. Black threads appeared on the wound and began to slowly repair it. After a while, the fingers returned to normal again.
"ah!!"
The girl Yang Yi screamed, and she found that the underground had turned into a similar "New Year picture" at some point. The monster in the picture is constantly swimming, as if it will jump out at any time.
"Be careful, this is a devil's space."
Sweat broke out on Master Feng's forehead.
Too dangerous!
Even though Wu Chong was in charge, he still felt unsafe. The talisman in his hand was desperately telling him to escape.
Bang!
The battered sports student Wang Kun over there seemed to have inhaled some kind of gas, and fell to the ground all of a sudden, covering his chest with his hands and wailing in pain.
The rich smell of sulfur began to spread, and strange wooden hands appeared from various locations in the room.
"Calm down!"
Wu Chong raised his foot and stamped it on the ground.
click
The entire room trembled, and the dark asphalt spread, eroding the entire floor and the four walls in an instant. The dark cracks were like spider webs, 'eating' the monsters swimming inside.
The arms that popped out of the wall disappeared instantly, and the smell of sulfur in the air also faded.
"So strong!"
"This is the real master."
Guan Peng and Du Qantian's eyes were gleaming. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, they would have kowtowed and became their disciples.