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Chapter 18 Daewoo's invitation

"Young boy, you can fight very well." The stall owner wiped his hand on the apron, then took a ten-dollar Hong Kong bill handed over by Su Yang and said with a smile.

"Just just a student, I'm learning to be a 49-year-old boy here." Su Yang took out two Marlboro from the cigarette box, and handed them to the stall owner.

"When I was lying here, no one dared to say that they covered this street. Fatty Qiang and Hua Zairong were all the bosses of the big men in Xinyi'an. Today, I have gained knowledge and a few students with no hair are all over the place to cover this place."

After taking the cigarette and taking a sip, the stall owner's words became more and more, revealing his teeth that were smoked yellow.

"These bad guys are just being used as guns." Su Yang casually bounced the ashes and said.

"Hongxing's twin tigers are down the mountain, the young man, although I don't know how you got into this trouble, I still hope you can be safe."

Su Yang was stunned for a moment, but when he thought of the people who were hiding in the Jiulong Village, he felt relieved.

......

"Crash!" I submerged my head in the pool, and it took about half a minute to poke my head out of the water. The scattered water stains sprinkled around the cramped toilet.

Su Yang took a long breath, then wiped the water stains on his face with a wet towel, and looked at himself in the mirror.

I lost a lot of weight in the mirror, and the edges and corners on my face were more prominent than in the past. A scar that ran across the entire face stuck to my face, making the whole face a little more ferocious.

I seemed to be in this mud without realizing it, sinking deeper and deeper.

......

After taking back his dispersed thoughts, there was a small lamp on the table, and the cinnabar that had never dried up was still stuck to the tip of the talisman pen.

Su Yang took a breath and took the broken volume of "talisman" placed on the table in front of him.

"Imperial title!"

The sound is like a bell!

"The host may be willing to consume 300 points of merit and enfeoff the residual scroll "talisman". Note: Every time the imperial seal is enfeoff, it will record more."

"yes!"

The residual scroll of "talisman" placed on the table emitted a faint golden light. In this faint golden light ball, the "talisman" gradually became a little thicker.

The original incomplete page of the "Liu Ding Liu Jia Talisman" gradually returned to its original state.

Behind the "Liu Ding Liujia Talisman", there is still half a page that looks like a torn, with the words "Thunderfall Talisman" recorded on it.

It seems that the "Liu Ding Liu Jia Talisman" is not the last record either.

However, Su Yang was not in a hurry. He still knew the truth that he would not be able to chew too much.

The road still needs to be taken step by step. The way of "talisman" is to calm your mind and calm your mind and write as if you are helping your god.

He took out the Seven-Star Talisman Pen, then used the merit value to buy two dozen talisman paper, slowly spread the yellow-brown talisman paper on the table, and leaned against the vast night to draw the talisman.

The drawing methods of the Six Ding and Six Jia Talismans are complex and divided into 2612 kinds of changes, including Jiazi Talisman, Jiaxu Talisman, Jiashen Talisman, Jiawu Talisman, Jiachen Talisman, Jiayin Talisman, Dingmao Talisman, Dingsi Talisman, Dingwei Talisman, Dingyou Talisman, Dinghai Talisman, Ding Chou Talisman.

In other words, this talisman alone covers the painting methods of the twelve talismans, which shows its complexity and degree.

It is said that the Six Ding and Six Jia Talisman was given to Huangdi by the Nine Heavens Xuannv. This talisman is used to communicate the passage between humans and gods between heaven and earth. Its mystery can be seen.

This talisman alone requires a total of twelve talismans with different drawing methods to be considered a complete Six Ding and Six Jia Talisman.

The painting method is so complex that few talismans can be used to it.

......

A night passed in a flash, and the wastebasket was filled with yellow talisman paper. By the end of the night, there was no result.

However, Su Yang was prepared for a long time. He knew that some things were too anxious, so he put the talisman pen on the inkstone, then stretched out his body, huddled on the bed and fell asleep drowsyly.

"Didi--" The ringtone of the cell phone that Dayu bought for Su Yang rang, and it echoed back and forth in this empty little room. Su Yang got up from the bed with an angry look on his face.

"What's the matter?"

"Ayang, come to the restaurant we went to last time. I will introduce you to a few big guys. By the way, I heard those few bad guys say that you asked the lynx guys to find. What's going on? What's the matter?"

"Just a few students, what can I do? Okay, I'll go there right away."

Su Yang cleaned up a little bit, and the clocks hanging on the mottled walls had passed six o'clock, and the dusk gradually began to swallow the city.

For some reason, there was a slight odor floating in the room, which was a little unpleasant.

There was still a pool of black smelly water on the ground, which was sticky. When Su Yang was about to go out, he just stepped on it, which made him frown.

After all, he was in a hurry to go out, and Su Yang did not care about these details, so he locked the door casually and left in a hurry.

"Hey, Ayang, you've finally arrived,"

Su Yang sat at the wine table with a little flattering surprise. In addition to him and Daewoo, there were three people sitting at the table. One of them he also knew, Han Hao, the leader of Causeway Bay during Mr. Guan’s birthday.

The other two were all in a state of beauty. The one sitting in the middle was wearing a brown suit. She was almost middle-aged and looked calm and talkative, and her conversation was a bit extraordinary.

The one sitting next to him was a middle-aged woman wearing a black suit and a hideous scar on her face slanted from top to bottom through the entire face, but Su Yang always felt a little familiar.

"I'll introduce you to you. This is the president of Hongxing Society, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, this is Ayang I have always mentioned to you. He is very good at fighting."

The man in the suit opposite nodded to him with a smile. Su Yang did not dare to be arrogant and responded with a humble expression.

"This person is the last boss of Bolan Street. He doesn't want to do it now. He retires to the world and sells miscellaneous noodles on the street. But he is also your senior."

"Daewoo, you have collected a good horse, I know him."

Only then did Su Yang recognize that the woman in front of him was when he was eating mixed noodles on the street. The stall owner did not dare to recognize her for a while because of the huge difference in clothes.
Chapter completed!
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