My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

At night, the Zizhu Club in Xinchou District.

"The Seven Brothers of Wushan are so arrogant?" Zhang Tu'an frowned.

"Very arrogant!" Ding Wu was still furious.

"Send someone to collect their information." Zhang Tu thought for a while and said calmly, "Especially the information on the disciples of the lower court controlled by them."

"Boss, want to engage them?!" Ding Wu said excitedly.

"Have you ever dealt with them?" Zhang Tu'an said lightly.

Recalling Zheng Jin's sturdy aura, Ding Wu shook his head with an ugly face.

"Look at what enemies they have. Let them get busy first." Zhang Tu'an said calmly.

"We need time to accumulate strength." Zhang Tu'an glanced at Ding Wu.

"There is enough strength to uproot them."

"Understood!" Ding Wu's mouth curled up. As long as this group of people is on the boss's list.

Sooner or later this group of people can be brought down!

The two were talking about how to make Zizhuhui profitable.

A short-handed man in a gray coat quickly rushed into the main hall.

"Boss, Zheng Jin of the Seventh Brother Wushan is dead. Say yes... Say it was killed by Brother Ding Wu!"

"Send someone over there to deliver the letter, and I want to meet the boss to discuss it."

Ding Wu was suddenly shocked: "Impossible!"

Zhang Tu'an's expression changed.

Ding Wu was overcast!

Is it to deal with the Zizhu Club, or the Seven Brothers of Wushan?

With a quick brain teaser, Zhang Tu'an quickly calmed down: "Don't panic!"

"Since they want to meet to discuss their opinions, it means that there is still room for manoeuvre."

Having said that, he himself breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party is also suspecting that this is a trap?

"Let them determine the time and place, and I will definitely attend the appointment." Zhang Tu'an waved his hand to send the people away.

"Boss!" Ding Wu looked anxious.

"No hurry." Zhang Tu'an thought thoughtfully: "This is not necessarily a bad thing."

"They weren't in a hurry to get revenge, and we really didn't do it."

"Meeting may not only be okay, but it may become an opportunity for us to cooperate."

Zhang Tu'an pondered carefully, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his heart.

"They have taken a fancy to the members of the Zizhu Club."

"I was just thinking about how to make Zizhu profitable, isn't this coming!"

"The boss is saying, let's do it like the Wushan Seven Brothers?" Ding Wu whispered.

"No, we rent people directly to the Seven Brothers of Wushan. Wouldn't it be better to lie down and collect money." Zhang Tuan's mouth twitched.

"Those people below will agree?" Ding Wu was puzzled.

"Let the Seven Brothers of Wushan come forward to intimidate, and we will come forward to fight for a little bit of interest symbolically."

"Actually, it's just a play with the Wushan Seven Brothers."

"One white face and one red face, let these people go east, they can't go west!"

Ding Wu was overjoyed: "Old Daying..."

puff!

With a light sound, the smile on Ding Wu's face instantly stagnated and solidified.

A round hole suddenly appeared between the eyebrows.

Zhang Tuan's face was sprayed with red and white.

Zhang Tu'an instinctively pressed against his waist, and quickly recited a low-pitched mantra.

A translucent white light mask suddenly enveloped it.

Almost in the next instant, a large black and red projectile of soybeans appeared in front of the mask.

boom!

A dull sound like a wooden stick hitting water sounded.

A series of ripples suddenly appeared on the mask.

Looking at the broken projectile in front of him, Zhang Tu'an breathed a sigh of relief: "It's almost!"

He immediately looked ugly, and his eyes glanced around, but no one appeared.

Zhang Tuan regained his composure. "Friend, can you show up and see if there is any conflict, let's talk face-to-face!"

boom!

The answer to him was another black-red projectile.

"found it!"

Almost in an instant, Zhang Tu'an waved his palm, and a group of courage suddenly flew out, instantly turning into a large pitch-black net, and suddenly catapulted towards the window.

Then, like an octopus tentacle, it quickly wrapped an area and shrunk into a circle.

hum!

A cloud of black smoke emerged like a snake, spinning constantly under the black net.

The black net, which is generally tightened by living creatures, is supported into a three-meter-diameter wire mesh group.

Chen Mu's figure was looming in the black smoke.

"Who are you?" Zhang Tu'an glanced at the steady aura with a calm expression.

boom!

A projectile slammed in front of Emmanuel again.

"Heh... It seems that you don't know the Spiritual Light Talisman." Zhang Tu'an chuckled: "Unless you have the means to sense the stage, don't try to break this layer of light."

"Instead of wasting your time, talk to me."

"If we can turn an enemy into a friend, maybe we can enjoy drinking wine." Zhang Tuan said with a smile, but the five fingers of his right hand suddenly bent into claws.

The black wire mesh covering Chen Mu suddenly exerted force, from three meters in diameter, it suddenly compressed into two and a half meters.

The corner of Zhang Tu'an's mouth twitched: "Now, can we talk about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand clenched his fist fiercely.

The silk tennis ball suddenly became two meters in diameter, and the black smoke was suddenly compressed to the limit.

Chen Mu glanced at the floor that was cut into pieces by the black silk screen.

He looked up again at the black mesh line that was close at hand.

There was no fear at all in my heart.

I even felt that the silk screen composed of the jade seed secret technique in front of me was like a paper paste. Will never do any harm to him.

He reached out and grabbed the wire mesh above his head.

A sense of cutting and binding came, but there was no pain at all.

On the surface of his palm, not even the slightest courage appeared.

bang bang bang...

It was as if the tight rope had been snapped.

Chen Mu grabbed the wire mesh with both hands and easily tore it in half.

Looking at the intact white palm, a silver thread loomed under the skin.

"Is this the true expression of Spirit Armor?!" Chen Mu was suddenly stunned.

The power of cloud mirage training that is integrated into the body does not disappear. Instead, it made subtle changes to his body.

Just the skin defense has already exceeded the limit of the jade seed secret technique.

Someone can tear the five yin black evil net with bare hands?

escape!

Zhang Tu'an's pupils shrank suddenly, and immediately ran to the side window. But he just lifted his foot.

bang bang bang...

A series of sandy projectiles hit like raindrops.

The protective aura was instantly beaten with ripples.

Zhang Tuan himself was also shaken back by the huge impact.

What terrified him the most.

As the projectile impacted and shattered, a faint black smudge appeared on the aura.

It's as if dots of ink are dripping into net water.

As the ink spreads, the indestructible aura becomes softer and softer, like a plastic shell baked by high temperatures.

The continuous black and red projectiles pulled the spiritual light and sunk inward, forming a strip of slender spikes, which were about to come to Zhang Tu'an.

"Stop! I'll give you anything you want!" He couldn't keep his composure any longer, and couldn't help shouting in horror.

The strength of the whole body emerged, and a thick layer blocked in front of him.

next moment.

Pulled to the top of the extreme spike, a black and red spot was faintly revealed.

Boo!

As if the bubble burst, a series of sandy projectiles broke through the aura.

Puff puff……

Almost instantly, Zhang Tuan was beaten into a sieve.

The daring defense he gathered with all his strength was like a piece of paper, easily pierced.

"I just want your life." Chen Mu looked at Zhang Tu'an calmly.

Blame you for coming to trouble me.

"Five ghosts move mountains!"

Zhang Tu'an and Ding Wu's entities were instantly swallowed up.

Chen Mu's figure flashed and disappeared quickly.

With the death of Zheng Jin and the disappearance of Zhang Tu'an Ding Wu, there will definitely be conflicts between the Zizhuhui and the Wushan Seven Brothers, and small-scale chaos is almost inevitable.

But all this has nothing to do with Chen Mu.

No one would believe that this matter would have something to do with an honest man who was sullen.