Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 49

Zhongying Street, located in Shatoujiao Street, Yantian District, Pengcheng, was formed by the siltation of the small river bed that flows from Wutong Mountain to Dapeng Bay. It was originally named "Luchan Path".

It is less than 0.5 kilometers long and less than 7 meters wide. The center of the street is bounded by the "Boundary Stele". It is very troublesome to be able to enter the restricted zone license pass".

However, because of its special geographical location due to its historical reasons, it formed a very distinctive commercial area. Although it was more similar to a tourist attraction later on, it was still very lively and commercial during the period around the millennium. The atmosphere is also very strong.

The old crook we are looking for is on this Zhongying Street.

I heard from Ma Yi'ao that many people in the business of brokers like to have a nickname, and the name "Old Wai" seems to be very popular. As far as he knows, there are three—one in the southern area, one in the In the Yunnan-Guizhou area, there is another one in Inner Mongolia.God knows why these people have such a soft spot for this name, but from a certain point of view, this old crook in the south has a good reputation in the industry. Ma Yi'ao has cooperated with him several times, even on public welfare. The news, such as the fight against abduction, that guy even provided the news for free, so he was considered a pretty good person.

It is precisely because of this that Ma Yi'ao has such trust in Lao Wai, and the relationship between the two is not as simple as just doing business.

Speaking of which, he can be regarded as a friend of Ma Yi'ao.

It's a pity that this time the news of the Baxia Secret Realm was leaked, which proved two things - first, there was something wrong with Martin; second, this old crook could not escape the relationship.

After passing the first pass, I took a short rest and arrived at Zhongying Street early the next morning.

From yesterday to today, I have already felt the benefits of crossing the catastrophe.

First of all, my body is much lighter, and I can jump a few meters away with a single lunge. If I use my hands and feet together, I feel that I can even climb over a wall of three or four meters, and I am as flexible as a monkey; the second is for myself The control of the body and strength, because of the opening of the meridians, I understand all of these, and there is no more difficult feeling before, and there is no situation where the body's instinctive reaction cannot keep up with the brain.

There are also changes in the appearance, that is, the small piece of tail exposed behind the coccyx has become longer.

An inch longer.

When Ma Yi'ao was doing my physical examination, he couldn't help feeling emotional, saying that the reason why many people are prejudiced against Nightcrawlers and think they are demons and heretics, one of the important reasons is that it is too quick.

The progress is too fast, which makes people jealous.

He said that if he didn't know me very well, he couldn't help feeling jealous.

Hearing this, I smiled slightly, but didn't reply.

"I only see people eating meat, but I don't see people being beaten." Of course, I didn't say this to Ma Yi'ao, but for traditional practitioners, they really only saw the extraordinary talent of Nightcrawler , but can't see the premature aging of the night walker's life and the ill-fated fate. This difficult life is like crossing a single-plank bridge or a gate of hell. If you don't pay attention, you will fall into the abyss and cannot save yourself.

I'm pretty good. Many people with the blood of the Nightcrawler died miserably due to various diseases before they even awakened and enjoyed a moment of power.

Therefore, becoming a nightcrawler is both a kind of luck and a kind of misfortune.

It depends on what you think.

After some tossing and turning, the two arrived at a small shop on our side of Zhongying Street, walked straight in, turned around a corridor, and in front of a small wooden door, Ma knocked on the door three times long and two short, and after three times, There was a squeak inside, half of the head was exposed, looked at us, and said with an expression: "Who are you looking for?"

This is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with small eyes and a big head, wearing a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, and his lips are covered with fine fluff. When squinting and looking at people, he is full of guard and coldness.

Ma Yi'ao stretched out his hand, pressed down on the door, then pushed in, saying, "Look for Lao Wai."

The young man quickly blocked the door and said, "The person you mentioned is not here."

Ma Yi'ao stopped in his tracks, then looked at the other party with a half-smile, stared at him for a long time, and then said: "I know you are Lao Wei's nephew Zheng Yong, and I also know that you just came to join him from your hometown in Hubei, and he Since I am willing to take you through the business of brokers, I should have told you some rules, and I should have told you who cannot block the door. I will give you three seconds to let the door open. Otherwise, I won’t help him teach you—three, two…”

This was the first time I felt Ma Yi'ao's majesty and momentum. In his sonorous and forceful words, I also felt the tension and trembling of this immature young man.

At this time, Ma Yi'ao was like a knife drawn out of its sheath.

Hard-edged.

Before Ma Yi'ao could count to one, the young man let go of his hand, and then turned sideways to get out of the way.

Ma Yi'ao glanced at him, patted the young man on the head, and said, "Young man, there is nothing wrong with learning more."

The young man tensed up and lowered his head without saying a word.

But I could feel the slight coldness in the corners of his eyes the moment he lowered his eyebrows and looked down.

I can feel it, especially in the old world like Ma Yi'ao, but he doesn't mind, instead he leads me forward, and through a narrow staircase, we come to what looks like a warehouse I opened the door and walked in. I saw several cubicles inside. There were men and women inside. Most of them were busy on the phone, taking notes while talking, and it looked very lively.

A middle-aged fat man with a build like a panda saw us, came up to meet us, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Ma Yi'ao said calmly, "Look for Lao Wai."

The middle-aged fat man raised his brows and glanced behind us. He didn't see Zheng Yong who was guarding the door, so he narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm just crooked."

Ma Yi'ao stared at the oily face on his face, and after a few seconds, said slowly: "Fatty, I have met your boss, and I know what he looks like."

The middle-aged fat man raised his head in surprise, with a respectful face, he cupped his hands and asked, "May I ask you..."

Ma Yi'ao had been looking at him all the time, and when he saw his eyes flicked to a place on the left, he didn't talk to him anymore, but pushed him away, strode into the left side, and was caught The middle-aged fat man who pushed away shouted loudly: "Someone is making trouble!"

As soon as the voice fell, two burly men rushed out from both sides, one left and one right.

The height of these two men was over 1.9 meters. Such a height was really uncommon in the south at that time. Moreover, they were wearing red vests for playing basketball, showing their shiny tendons, and they were menacing.

Ma Yi'ao didn't look sideways, and walked straight to the door on the left.

He ignored these people for the sake of arrogance, and the responsibility to stop these two people fell into my hands.

If in the past, two big men who were a head taller than me came towards me viciously, I would have run away as far as I could, but at this moment, my identity is different, and my state of mind has naturally changed , I saw that although these two people's physical fitness is good, and they even know some methods of cultivation, but they are all external skills that stretch their muscles and bones, so they can't be regarded as entering the room.

I'm not afraid of dealing with them. I took a deep breath right now, using my head and feet as the universe, shoulders, knees, elbows and hips as the square, with my arms facing each other back and forth. One person's long fist blocked it, then he jumped up, his fists joined each other, and hit the other person's chest.

How could that person have expected that I would be so nimble and powerful, if I punched this in parallel, not only did I stop the momentum, but my whole body would fly back into the air.

boom!
He slammed heavily on a wall, which was not a stone wall, but a wooden plank, and when he hit it, a big hole was directly smashed out.

Then my feet landed on the ground, and I exerted strength from all directions, covering my eyes and hands, and with three or two blows, I knocked the other person down to the ground.

Everything happened so quickly, after I dealt with these two people, the middle-aged fat man woke up and shouted loudly: "Ah Shui, Ah Shui, come quickly, there is a hard stubble."

As soon as he finished speaking, a well-proportioned young man with a scar on his face appeared in the corner.

His eyes are sharp and fierce, like a goshawk flying in mid-air, looking at everyone like prey.

A dagger painted with black paint was in his hand.

Like a cheetah, this young man seemed ready to pounce on us at any moment and bite us.

This was an opponent that made me feel very uncomfortable. I was a little nervous, and subconsciously touched the soft gold cord hidden in my waist—this stuff even the well-informed Ma Yi'ao didn't know what it was. I didn't even know what material it was made of, and I joked with me, saying that it is your destiny, this thing is the "Ruyi Golden Cudgel"?
However, in the absence of exact knowledge, I prefer to call it a soft gold cable according to its characteristics.

On weekdays, it is indeed like a rope that binds the waist of my trousers, far less abrupt than the small piece of tail on my buttocks.

And at this moment, the door opened.

A man in his 40s came out and stopped the young man named "Ah Shui" loudly: "Okay, stop."

This is a skinny man, about 50 to [-] years old, with short and thick hair and wrinkled face, which seems to contain fine and small scars. The marks left by the years on his face are so obvious, but it will These years have kneaded into a temperament, which makes him look full of momentum.

This man with a hooked nose, deep sunken eyes, and deep eyes came out, first stopped his own people, then bowed his hands to Ma Yi'ao, saying, Brother Ma, you are safe, please come inside.

Ma Yi'ao stared at him for a while, then said slowly: "Do you know why I'm here?"

The man smiled wryly, and said yes, I know you want to hear an explanation from me, why don't you come in, have a cup of tea, and I'll tell you slowly.

(End of this chapter)