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"What was slaughtered?"

Zhao Yang seemed to doubt whether he had heard something wrong, and looked at Xia Rishuo beside him with a frown.

"No, it's nothing."

Xia Riluo didn't want to repeat it a second time. What he had just said was clear enough, and he definitely understood it. He turned around and asked about the special curse spirit on Mount Everest.

He wanted to hunt that special grade one. After all, the reason he came to China, besides getting back the "special grade cursed tool" "Amenaiboko", was to improve his own strength. Not to mention whether there was a difference in the evaluation between the two countries' sorcerers, even if there was, it would not be too outrageous.

"that……"

Zhao Yang told what he knew. After all, it was not a secret. Unlike humans, the death of one special-grade curse spirit was one less. He even wished that all the curse spirits would die if he could get rid of this young man.

Chapter 188 The Devil's Whisper (Please recommend and vote)

“Mount Everest is the highest peak in the world, named after the movement of plates and its annual growth. The living conditions there are extremely harsh, but it has also become the dream of every climber, who want to leave their own footprints on the highest peak.

But how many non-magicians can climb a peak that is more than 800 meters above sea level? Excluding some extreme weather or abnormal conditions, only very few people can climb it under normal conditions. Every year, some people die from this, but every year, there are people who continue to climb the peak.

But ten years ago, a group of climbers suddenly lost contact. At first, they thought they had encountered an avalanche. The Spell Headquarters also sent a team led by a second-level sorcerer to investigate, but there was no news after a few days. Finally, three first-level sorcerers led a team to investigate, only to find out that a cursed spirit that can control snow had been born on Mount Everest since some time ago.

Afterwards, all three teams were wiped out, and the only captain who returned also died dozens of days later. He committed suicide because he could not bear the bone-chilling cold. Since then, Mount Everest has been sealed off and has become a forbidden place that no one has ever set foot on. "

"Can't we use the 'reversal technique' to treat it?"

Hearing this, Xia Rilu frowned. Three first-level magicians led the team, but they were all destroyed. It can only be said that he is worthy of being a special-level magician, or he has occupied the right time and place;

The cursed spirit that controls snow has an absolute geographical advantage on Mount Everest. If there is a heavy snowfall, its combat power will increase sharply. So it was incredible enough that the first-level magician could escape. Although he died in the end, it was too painful and he chose to end it by suicide.

"At that time, there was no magician who could use the 'reversal spell' on others. It's a pity. If he had persisted for another year, he might have survived. After all, he was a captain-level figure. It would be a pity to die like this."

Zhao Yang took out the car key from his pocket, pressed the button to open the car door and said, "Have you eaten? It's already afternoon. I'll take you to have lunch first, and then go to where our team lives. Or do you have other plans?"

"No, I have to act alone. Let's exchange phone numbers. You can contact me if you find someone."

Xia Rizhuo took out his cell phone, exchanged phone numbers with Zhao Yang and left. At the moment, he had more important things to do. His "Golden Eagle" was still flying in the sky, and he had to retrieve the "Wave-Breaking Sword" inside first.

"Huh? Why is he gone?!"

After bickering with each other, the two watched Xia Rishuo leave and looked at Zhao Yang with curiosity.

"Told him a little bit about the special imaginary curse on Mount Everest, and then he left."

Zhao Yang shrugged and started talking about business: "An, what do you think of him? Japan wants to reclaim the special-grade cursed tools sealed by other countries, and the higher-ups asked us to take care of him? Isn't this very abnormal?"

“You should call me the dark vice-captain, really.

Do you think he can successfully recover the cursed tools from the special-class? We just gave them a chance. Whether they can recover it successfully has nothing to do with us. If they die in China, they can only shut up. In the end, the things are still ours.

It's just a process. Even if the aura is well concealed, so what? There is only one special magician in 600 million people. We just need to do our job well. "

Zhuge An took out a cigarette box from his pocket and tapped the cigarettes inside.

"Assassination?"

Lu Ya on the side blinked, looking at Xia Ri's back with some confusion, and then her pupils shrank. She couldn't even sense the boy's presence! ?

Some people find it hard to believe that the Japanese sorcery world could train this child to be an assassin at such a young age?

Although he instinctively didn't want to believe it, the facts at this moment told him that he was indeed very good at concealing his aura, the kind that could disappear in an instant once he dived into a crowd.

I originally had some good feelings towards this somewhat immature and slightly cute boy, but now it seems that I can only trim the grass on his grave next year.

"Indeed, but I'm still a little worried. An, can you please check the Internet to see the three major Japanese curse families, the Kamo family."

"Why are you looking at him? Want to hear gossip?"

Zhuge An lit the cigarette in his mouth, glanced at the beautiful woman walking by and winked at her, but Zhao Yang's next words made him lose his composure.

"He massacred the entire Kamo family..."

……

"I really miss it."

Summer Sunset put on his sunglasses and baseball cap again and surveyed the surrounding scenery. Naturally, he also "heard" the conversation of those people and roughly understood what they were saying by reading their lips.

None of them were important, and she roughly knew that they were not lying to her. They really didn't know where Lu Xiaoyao was.

It seems that we can only wait for their captain to come back, and for the "special cursed spirit" on Mount Everest.

I have a feeling that his eyes will evolve after he returns home. After all, it sounds awesome, and the points given by the system shouldn't be too low. The only question left for me is whether I can win.

He could only open his Susanoo one last time. His pupil technique had already dried up. His fighting power was about to be cut in half...

Walking along the busy Beiyi Avenue, and watching the old men playing chess under the trees, everything seemed so familiar, yet a little strange.

Finally, he came to a more secluded place, raised his right hand, pinched the seal, and shouted softly: "Ha!"

"Boom!"

There was an explosion in the sky, similar to the sound of firecrackers, which would not attract many people's attention in this place full of folk fireworks. A black object fell from the explosion, and it was Xia Ri's "Breaking Wave Knife".

Xia Luoche opened his cross-body bag with his left hand, took out a black backpack from a pile of "Flying Birds", slowly zipped it up, walked forward for dozens of meters, raised his right hand high and steadily caught the rapidly falling "Wave Breaking Knife", put it in the backpack, zipped it up, and left directly.

The whole process was done without using the eyes, in one go, as if it had been practiced many times just for such a pretentious move;

But the fact is indeed like this, apart from not practicing in advance, it is just for showing off.

After getting the "Breaking Waves Sword" back, Xia Luo went to the bank to exchange tens of thousands of RMB, and then went to a nearby place to eat and drink. After all, people live to eat, and he wanted to taste the delicious Chinese food again.

Of course, this kind of extravagant eating and drinking has also attracted the attention of some lawless elements. Such people can be found in every country. Because they are lazy and like to eat, they choose the quickest way to make money, which is to use their legs, hands and mouth to create their dreams. If possible, they will usually bring a knife.

"Robbery, kid."

In an alley at night, Xia Luoshe, who was about to meet up with Zhao Yang and his friends, was robbed by four shirtless men.

"..."

Looking at the sunglasses and hat being taken away, Xia Luo was speechless, but it was precisely because of his speechlessness that he watched with interest what they would do next. He was really free at the moment;

The kind that does shit out of idleness.

They don't want to go to Mount Everest for the time being. It's too big, what a damn place. Besides, their captain will be back around four o'clock this afternoon. Xia Luo wants to retrieve the cursed tools first, and then set out to find that special-grade cursed spirit.

When the four men saw that Xia Luoluo didn't shout or cry out, the hands that were ready to cover his mouth suddenly became useless and seemed unnecessary.

A man with a dragon tattooed over his shoulder held a short knife in his hand and gently scratched Xia Luoluo's face, whispering: "What the hell is that tattooed on your face? Look at what I have? A dragon tattooed over my shoulder, do you know what a dragon tattooed over my shoulder is? In this Beiyu, I am the only one in power, do you understand?"

Adhering to the principle that bragging is not against the law, the man raised his left hand and slapped the boy's face, as if he was venting the difficulties in his life.

The other three just watched silently, their eyes fixed on the backpack behind Xia Luo and the messenger bag on her waist, their eyes full of greed;

Because they saw that the boy took out the money from his bag, red hundred-dollar bills one by one, and the bag was bulging, and they didn't know how much money was in it. But the eldest brother was giving him a lecture, so it was not appropriate to touch him directly at this moment.

"You look quite rich. You ordered 500 yuan Dongpo pork without blinking an eye and took out dozens of red banknotes from your bag. What does your father do?"

As the man spoke, he opened the zipper on the boy's bag, touched something inside and found the familiar texture. A smile immediately appeared on his lips, and he was just about to take away his cross-body bag.

? ? !

I found that I couldn't lift the thing with one hand. At first I thought I didn't have the strength, but later I realized that was not the case at all. The veins on my free left arm bulged, my face turned red, and I couldn't lift this black cross-body bag even with all my strength.

What the hell? !

Seeing the man struggling, Xia Luoluo said, "Do you want me to help you? Let me tell you in advance, in addition to some clay sculptures, there are also nearly 40,000 RMB in it."

forty thousand? !

The three people on the side were stunned, as if they were frightened by the number. They didn't expect that he would have 40,000 yuan on him just by blackmailing a little kid!

You have to know that this is 2018, and money is still very valuable. In addition to the green one-yuan RMB, red one-yuan banknotes are also in circulation in some places.

But this also made one of them start to worry. This is not a small amount of money. In the past, they only extorted a few hundred yuan at most. The police couldn't do anything to them even if they were caught. They could even spend a few days in jail. If they took all the money, they might end up in jail in the future! !

Although he was in the blackmail business, it didn't mean he was ignorant of the law. He was still a little afraid and reminded him, "Brother, let's just take a few hundred dollars and leave. This amount is not something people like us can take."

But at this moment, his dissuasion seemed to be futile. The elder brother in front of him had already thought about what to do with the 40,000 yuan. Taking advantage of the darkness and the absence of people, he shouted:

"If I can't take it, who can? A dragon over the shoulder, tattooed on the body, the leader of northern China, Zhang Haonan, what can't I take?!"

It seemed to be true, and made the man named Zhang Haonan recall his dream of becoming a big boss; with 40,000 yuan, he could recruit soldiers and horses, just like Cao Cao, unify the north, and take over Beifen!

'It's terrible to be uneducated.'

Seeing the man in front of her being overwhelmed by desire, Xia Luoche developed a sense of mischief with interest. She showed a timid expression, carefully put down her shoulder bag, and performed the "Fairy Technique: Super Heavy Rock Technique".

He said with a trembling figure: "You, you are actually Zhang Haonan? Please let me go, my father still has millions, he will redeem me."

This remark made Zhang Haonan feel flattered, and he felt more and more that he was really awesome. However, his attention was not on the bag at the moment, but on the father mentioned by the boy. His eyes gradually brightened, and it was not known whether it was because he had just exerted too much force, which caused the sound of his breathing to become clearer at this moment.

"It's over, the boss and his gang are starting to get too excited."

The man next to him knew what kind of person his boss was. He had no fame at all. All the neighbors hated him and didn't even have time to mock him. How could he talk about fame? !

Then he looked at the boy who was curled up on the ground and trembling. His eyes became more and more terrified and he unconsciously took two steps back. He didn't know if it was due to psychological reasons, but he felt that this boy was using human nature to magnify the evil in their hearts.

"Please don't kill me..."

As the young man shouted again, the man's heart was "torn" again. Just as he opened his mouth, the boss shouted to stop. Seeing that the young man didn't want to hear anything, he made up his mind, snatched the dagger from the boss's hand, and stabbed the young man.

He could just leave, but for some reason, he had a feeling that the boss and the others would definitely be killed by this kid next;

He must be killed. Although he would face the death penalty anyway, the underworld emphasizes justice, and this can be regarded as repaying the boss for his kindness.

Next, it is enough to let myself continue to wander in this world alone. Anyway, I am alone, and now I have just returned to the past and have another life on my shoulders.

"What? My one million!?"

When Zhang Haonan saw Chaoxi snatch the knife from his hand and stab the boy, he was shocked and quickly raised his hand to block the knife. He couldn't let anything happen to his ATM.

Although the two people beside him reacted a little slowly, they also locked up the crazy Chaoxi.

"Hey, what are you doing, bastard!?"

Looking at his bleeding right hand, Zhang Haonan said in pain, but his eyes looked fierce as he stared at Chaoxi.

"I……"

Before Chaoxi finished speaking, Xia Luoluo continued, "I'll give you my father's phone number, 138..."

These words diverted Zhang Haonan's attention. He signaled the two not to let him run away and to deal with him later. He took out his cell phone and said, "Say it again, Brother Zhang Haonan, didn't you hear it?"

The boy repeated.

Zhang Haonan also took out his old cell phone and dialed the number directly, looking forward to having the millions in cash placed in front of him. Wouldn't he have to count the money until his hands cramped?