Age of Horror: I Have a Monster Editor Chapter 239
Zhao Jun said with a frosty face, "Who are you?"
"I can not understand what you say?"
"You are not welcome in my house!"
"Please go out!"
Snapped--
The middle-aged man suddenly slapped Zhao Jun in the face.
The latter's whole body was directly swept away by a force that was too difficult to handle.
With a bang, it hit the wall.
He spit out a mouthful immediately, with blood from a few broken teeth.
The whole person slumped to the ground.
"Ajun!"
When Zhao Jianfeng heard the movement, he came out of the back room and saw the appearance of his son, his eyes widened and he exclaimed.
He immediately came to Zhao Jun's side.
"Ajun, are you alright!"
Zhao Jianfeng asked with concern.
"It's okay, Dad!"
"He He……"
Zhao Jun bleeding from the corner of his mouth, looking at the middle-aged man and said with a look of horror.
Zhao Jianfeng turned his head and was about to question him.
The middle-aged man stretched out his right hand, rolled up his sleeves, and said with a cold snort, "Hmph, keep your dog's eyes open!"
"what is this?"
[Author's digression]: The first update, and the third update, work hard and try to write it as soon as possible today! Thank you [I will show you guys] for the golden ticket, thank you [No. 1 member] for the golden ticket, thank you [Xiao Xiong] for the golden ticket, and thank the three brothers for their support!
Chapter 136 Arriving at Tayun Ridge [2/4]
"Hmph, keep your dog's eyes open!"
"what is this?"
The middle-aged man, who looked like a peasant, stretched out his right hand, rolled up his sleeves, and said with a cold snort.
Zhao Jianfeng and Zhao Jun looked at them subconsciously.
On the middle-aged man's right forearm, the light black demon spirit aura quietly diffused out.
momentary effort.
On the forearm of the right hand, a very realistic blood-eyed black rat tattoo can be seen with the naked eye!
Zhao Jianfeng was taken aback!
Rat tattoo!
This is the rat messenger from the Ten Thousand Demons Association!
Zhao Jianfeng was both surprised and delighted, and immediately felt that the request he had submitted before seemed to be a play!
He quickly pulled his son Zhao Jun, knelt down in front of the middle-aged man, and said respectfully, "Zhao Jianfeng has seen the messenger!"
After the middle-aged man revealed his identity, he put down his sleeves and his expression became more and more arrogant.
He walked to a single sofa in the living room and sat down on his own.
Looking at Zhao Jianfeng and Zhao Jun who were kneeling on the ground, they said lightly, "What you want, the meeting will approve!"
"However, everything has a price!"
"There is a task arranged in the meeting, and you need to complete it!"
"After the completion, whether it is the accompanying demon spirit you want or Tianlong coin, it is a trivial matter!"
"Thank you, the messenger!"
"Thank you, the messenger!"
Zhao Jianfeng was overjoyed and thanked him again and again.
Zhao Jun was refreshed and felt the burning pain on his face, as if it had disappeared.
His pair of eyes stared at the middle-aged man with burning eyes.
The man with an ordinary face looked at Zhao Jun's gaze and laughed, "Nice eyes!"
"The meeting is like people who have desires!"
"There is desire to be motivated!"
"Give this to you first!"
"After the event, the rest is easy to say!"
The middle-aged man with the Zishu tattoo threw out a wooden box.
Zhao Jianfeng greeted him and hurriedly caught it with both hands.
He couldn't wait to open it.
Inside was a translucent crystal ball the size of a baby's fist.
In this crystal ball, there is a faint blood-red demon spirit aura that diffuses out.
This smear of blood was reflected on the faces of Zhao Jianfeng and Zhao Jun, and the excited and trembling expressions of the father and son were set off very strangely.
The next conversation became very simple.
The three chatted about the key to the mission, and then the middle-aged man got up and left.
After only the father and son were left in the room, Zhao Jianfeng's face became solemn.