The monk in black robes sat down calmly.

He grabbed the wine gourd at his waist.

Take a sip.

He said calmly: "Sick Tiger Gang, Dingshan?"

"That's right." Ding Shan, the leader of the Sick Tiger Gang, raised his hands and said, "I am Ding Shan, the leader of the Sick Tiger Gang, and what kind of hero are you? However, someone in our gang has offended you, or you want to find a job, I will help Guang

Recruiting talents can also give you a position as the third boss."

Tu Shanjun moved to the second master with an indifferent expression: "Your name is Xue Chen."

Until his eyes turned around.

The surprise in He Shuli's eyes gradually turned into horror and creepy fear.

He suddenly remembered many things just now.

Including how he walked out of the orphanage.

Looking at the person in front of me again, there was only an endless wave of horror coming over me.

He didn't even know when someone had changed his memory.

Now that man walked up to him and sat down peacefully in an upright manner. He thought it was his second meeting, but in fact they had fought each other long ago.

To say they fight is to promote him.

It was obvious that he had been given magical powers.

"It seems that the methods I used are of short-term effectiveness." The monk in black robes sighed.

He uses his Qi-training body to perform the Hell Transformation, which can affect the Qi-training monks, but he cannot do so for long.

It would be different if Shi Gao was in the realm. There was no way, even with this condition, he didn't think about it for long. If not for the purpose of not alerting the snake, he would have already used the method of searching for souls.

Tu Shanjun also doesn't shy away from these soul-drawing and soul-refining spells. Effective means are good means.

Much less than avoiding others.

He doesn't care about other people's opinions.

"It's him!"

He Shuli screamed.

"It was he who killed Huang Shi."

"Someone is coming!"

Dingshan, the leader of the Sick Tiger Gang, called for people to come without hesitation.

He had already seen the danger of this person from his master's eyes.

To be able to kill Huang Shi so easily, his strength must be difficult. Although he is not as powerful as a foundation builder, this is Tianji City, and maybe the monks have some treasures in their hands.

He didn't want to die without knowing it.

Now it's time for the gang to take action, at least let him understand the strength of the person in front of him.

Howling.

Ten big men rushed into the Tiger Hall.

Tu Shanjun stood up gently, and while his face turned gray, the black and red silk threads were like iron cables and steel needles, holding the dozens of big men in place the moment he took a step.

The sparkle in their eyes has disappeared.

"who are you!"

Dingshan was about to take action.

But his eyes suddenly widened.

He lowered his head in disbelief.

Only one black-red steel needle can penetrate the chest.

He turned around and saw that it was Master who took action.

Master He Shuli shook his head in fear. He had no intention of taking action at all, but he didn't know why, but his body moved on its own.

And there was a black and red steel needle that looked like silk thread in his hand.

"I admit defeat."

"Whatever you want..., I'll give it to you."

Dingshan, the leader of the Sick Tiger Gang, gritted his teeth, and the pain from his injury made him look pale.

The second boss on the side was already stunned.

The monk in front of me is simply not human!

"I just want one child to be safe."

Tu Shanjun asked: "Skinny Monkey, is he still alive?"

"Live, live!"

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly.

I don't know since when, he started to hate arguing with people more and more. It is better to use the soul search technique to be more practical. If one person can't find it, a few more people should be able to find it.

…

"Wait a minute."

The ones who arrived late were Granny Qing and several clever monks, as well as Xu Sanniang who was following them.

"Brother Tushan, great, you're fine."

Xu Sanniang breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Tushanjun was fine.

The moment he saw Granny Qing, Dingshan almost cried.

Of course that 'Tushan' was fine, but something was wrong with Dingshan. Before he knew it, the steel needle had pierced his chest and he almost died.

Moreover, the green-faced man's attack just now was terrifying. When he said, "Forget it," Dingshan's heart skipped a beat.

He had heard of a technique called Soul Searching, which was tantamount to being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and he did not want to accept such an experience.
Chapter completed!