She wants to buy beauty medicine, and you turn her into a succubus?

Chapter 320: Evil Qilin's Actions (Part )
Late at night, in the imperial capital.

A van was driving on the streets of the imperial capital.

The one driving the car was the evil unicorn's subordinate, the Rat Girl.

The evil Qilin sat in the passenger seat.

In the back seat of the car, a loli in white stockings was looking around boredly. Her name was Hua Luo, and she was also a subordinate of the evil Qilin.

Hua Luo asked:

"Boss, you seem a little nervous."

Hua Luo's ability is hypnosis, and she is very sensitive to people's emotional changes.

The evil unicorn said honestly:

"We're going to do something so big tonight, I'd be lying if I weren't nervous."

Hua Luo's eyes showed excitement:

"Tonight we are actually fighting against all the top extraordinary people in Xia Country. That's incredible!"

The evil unicorn's hand holding the oil-paper umbrella turned slightly white because he was holding it too tightly:
“I set up this situation a year ago, so there shouldn’t be any accidents.

After tonight, the Xia Country's extraordinary circle will belong to the Xie family."

The oil-paper umbrella responded to the evil unicorn, emitting a faint red light.

. . . . . .

Late night, Nanhai, suburbs.

Wei Ming was sitting in the pavilion with his suitcase on the table.

He had sweat on the tip of his nose and looked nervous.

An off-road vehicle drove up and stopped next to the pavilion.

Cao Yi got off the car and sat on a stone chair in the pavilion. He looked around and said with a smile:

"Now that I've grown up, I know to avoid people when talking about things."

Wei Ming raised his head:
"Brother Yi, did you check my file today?"

Cao Yi nodded:

"Not only your files, but also the reports on unusual incidents you recently handled."

Wei Ming lowered his head:

"why?"

Cao Yi said honestly:
"I suspect you have done something illegal."

Wei Ming was silent.

What the five black guys said is indeed true.

Cao Yi is investigating himself, trying to find evidence of his guilt.

Cao Yi continued:
"Wei Ming, what happened to you? Tell me, then I can help you."

Wei Ming sighed:

"Brother Yi, I can't go back."

Wei Ming thought it was easy to control the five black types.

Unexpectedly, the five black species are docile venomous snakes.

He has no ability to truly control anyone, let alone the insidious and cunning Five Black Types?

Once you get on the boat, you can't get off.

Once you walk into that dark path, you will lose yourself.

Cao Yi frowned:
"What's the matter?"

Wei Ming immediately pulled out the magic sword from his suitcase and stared at him with bloodshot eyes:

"Cao Yi, thank you for taking care of me during this period, but I hate you.

Tonight, either you die or I die!"

. . . . . .

Late night, South China Sea, Shushan.

The Shushan disciples have already rested, the Taoist temple is very quiet, and the scent of incense in the air has dissipated a lot.

The Shushan disciples who were on duty at the gate seemed to see some people going up the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

He hurried out the door, shouting:
"This is Shushan, we don't accept tourists."

Those people seemed not to hear anything and continued walking towards the entrance of Shushan Taoist Temple.

The Shushan disciples looked suspicious.

Could it be that someone is lost and wants to stay overnight in Shushan?

The Shushan disciples shouted loudly:
"Who are you, do you need help?"

An icy arrow shot out from the crowd and hit the Shushan disciple in the abdomen.

The Shushan disciple touched his abdomen and was horrified to find that he was bleeding.

A wretched Taoist priest in a yellow Taoist robe flashed a few times and appeared in front of the Shushan disciples, laughing sinisterly:

"Five Black Classes, visit Shushan!"

The Shushan disciples looked behind the Yellow-skinned Immortal.

Hundreds of extraordinary beings, covered in blood, were coming aggressively.

The Shushan disciples stared in horror and shouted at the top of their lungs:

"Five Black Types Attack!"

. . . . . .

Imperial capital, Zhang family.

Zhang Xiaoyi suddenly woke up from his sleep. He took out his cell phone and saw the messages from his disciples, his face darkened.

Zhang Xiaoyi hurried outside.

Zhang Youfu, who had just gotten up from the night shift, saw Zhang Xiaoyi walking in a hurry and asked:

"Son, why are you going in such a hurry?"

Zhang Xiaoyi said:

"Dad, something happened in Shushan. I have to go back quickly."

Zhang Youfu picked up the phone from the table:
"Don't worry son, I'll call a helicopter for you right now."

Zhang Xiaoyi shook his head:

"No need, Dad. The plane is too slow."

If we take a plane back now, I'm afraid that Shushan will be burned down by the five black creatures.

Zhang Xiaoyi called Cao Yi as he walked.

He wanted Cao Yi to help the Shushan disciples.

However, Cao Yi’s cell phone could not be reached.

Zhang Xiaoyi thought about it and called Wei Ming, the director of the Nanhai Safety Management Station.

Strangely, Wei Ming’s phone couldn’t be reached either.

Zhang Xiaoyi took back his phone, holding a spiritual plant in his mouth, and then a bolt of lightning flashed under his feet.

Riding the thunder, he sped towards the South China Sea.

His mental strength was not enough to fly that far, so he had to constantly use spiritual plants to replenish his spiritual energy along the way.

. . . . . .

Imperial Capital, Mandala Bar.

It was already two o'clock in the morning and the people in the bar dispersed.

Qin Ming was leaning over the bar, typing on his notebook.

The copyright of his book has been bought, and the director is in a hurry to finish it before the end of the year.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

Zhang Qian was cleaning with a rag.

At this time, the door was pushed open.

Zhang Qian put away the rag and shouted enthusiastically:

“Welcome~”

Zhang Qian was stunned for a moment when she saw the person coming.

This is a foreigner.

Bald, dark skin, very strong.

Wearing glasses, he has a gentle and elegant feeling.

His name is Simon. He is Leon King's direct disciple and also Leon King's adopted son.

Simon found a seat and sat down, speaking in fluent Xia dialect:
"Have a Bloody Mary."

Qin Ming nodded, put down his notebook, and started adjusting the bartender's settings.

He stole a glance at Simon.

I don't know why, but this black man has been looking at me.

That look is malicious.

Qin Ming quickly prepared Simon's wine and personally delivered it to Simon's table.

Simon glanced at his watch and smiled.
"What time do you close?"

Qin Mingdao:
"Usually five in the morning."

Simon took a sip of wine and looked at Qin Ming meaningfully:

"There's still a long time to go."

Qin Ming felt that Simon was inexplicable and felt uneasy.

Weird things often happen in this bar, and Qin Ming is no longer surprised.

It’s just... This was the first time he felt a sense of crisis.

Qin Ming nodded slightly:

"Yes, it will take a long time."

He prepared to go back to the bar.

Simon suddenly grabbed Qin Ming:
"Boss, please sit here and have a couple of drinks with me."

Qin Mingdao:
"There is no escort service here."

Simon's eyes changed, and his pupils turned into dark golden vertical pupils:

“I’ve been asked to watch you here, so don’t leave this table.

Otherwise, something bad is bound to happen here tonight."

The evil unicorn's plan took everyone into account, and the only variable was Qin Ming.

The old abbot said, be careful of people whose names contain "Ming", "Fan" and "Yi".

The evil Qilin originally thought that this "Ming" was Wei Ming.

Ever since he met Qin Ming, he gradually began to wonder if this 'Ming' might be the mysterious bar owner.

In order to prevent unexpected changes, his partner Simon's task tonight is to keep an eye on Qin Ming and prevent him from disrupting the situation.

(End of this chapter)