Chapter 142 The Black Mage Who Spits Blood, The Exploding Camp

Seeing Yang Xu getting closer, the black magician wanted to shout loudly.

Don't come here!

However, under the leadership of Abu, Yang Xu finally sat next to the black magician.

very close.

within reach.

The black magician could already hear the roar of the ancestor spirit inside him.

Crazy roar!

His face was sometimes livid, sometimes pale, and sometimes flushed.

The backlash brought about by the ancestral spirit's riot made him sting all over his body, and his internal organs seemed to be boiled by a heat wave, and he couldn't bear the pain.

"Damn, damn, who the hell is this!"

The black magician lowered his head, drank his coffee silently, and secretly glanced at Yang Xu from the corner of his eyes, roaring wildly in his heart.

More than a hundred years ago, he was just an ordinary Indian wizard.

However, a sudden change nearly destroyed his tribe, and only a few people survived.

In desperation, the black mage made a decision against his ancestors.

Sell ​​yourself to the ancestral spirits worshiped by the tribe.

The so-called ancestral spirits are the souls of ancient beasts worshiped by the Indians. Although these fierce beasts have long since died, they still possess great power.

Those who sign a contract with the ancestor spirit can gain the power of the ancestor spirit.

Ordinary people can only sign a contract with one ancestor spirit, but the black magician signed a contract with all the ancestor spirits enshrined by the tribe in desperation, and thus obtained nine abilities.

From that moment, the Black Mage was born.

For more than a hundred years, the black magician has met many people and experienced many dangers, but they all survived tenaciously and gained a terrible reputation.

In South America, his name is enough to stop children from crying, and he is like a terrifying demon god.

Yet the Black Mage never encountered such a thing.

A person who made the ancestors go crazy with fear just by being close to him!

That is the ancestor spirit that the tribe has enshrined for hundreds of thousands of years!

The ancestral spirit who has already shed the mortal body is like a demon god.

The black mage is now full of question marks.

He didn't understand, really didn't understand.

Who is it?

Why do you have such a terrifying power.

After Yang Xu sat down, Abu said cautiously and helplessly, "Sir, we can only provide tea, coffee, and alcohol now. What would you like?"

"A pot of tea."

Yang Xu understood the difficulty of the hotel owner, and ordered a pot of tea with a smile.

The two guards stood by the table, their eyes as sharp as a hunting eagle, observing the surrounding environment vigilantly, making sure that there was no threat around the king.

And the black magician who was closer to Yang Xu naturally became the focus of attention.

The two were born in the Qingqiu Fox Clan, and both are special individuals of the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

One person has the power to control water and fire.

One person can manipulate the space.

They are a pair of twins, almost identical in appearance and shape, and there is no difference between them.

The one who controls water and fire is called Qingqiu Yan.

The one who controls the space is called Qingqiu Yun.

Their performance attracted a lot of attention.

Of course, people from Daomeng were included.

Lei Ming didn't want to leave. Although Yao Yuan felt uneasy, he could only choose to stay.

Most of his energy was put on Yang Xu and the three of them.

After noticing the situation of the three of them, Yao Yuan already had a guess.

"It seems that this is their head. His two bodyguards don't know who they are. They look like Chinese and Western mixed race, which is rare in our country. Could it be that they are foreign practitioners? If they are foreign practitioners, it is true It makes sense."

Yao Yuan whispered his guess.

Although Daomeng has quite strong energy in China, its development abroad is actually very mediocre.

Some well-known groups of foreign practitioners know more about it. However, there are also low-key practitioner groups abroad, and they know very little about these practitioner forces that can be hidden.

Lei Ming didn't speak, but he agreed with Yao Yuan's guess.

"sit."

Yang Xu noticed the eyes of the three people around him, and gave instructions to the two guards who had never forgotten their duties.

He came here this time, in addition to being invited, he wanted to see how Qingqiu Ying became the manager of the sixth district within three days.

Another purpose is to enjoy the happiness of ordinary people.

Have a meal.

Shopping.

hang out.

See a movie.

Experience the joy of being an ordinary person once.

After five years in the wild, Yang Xu almost forgot these memories.

The two got orders without any hesitation or evasion.

They sat on Yang Xu's left and right sides respectively, still maintaining a highly vigilant posture.

Soon, steaming hot tea was delivered by the boss.

Qingqiu Yan took the tea, first poured himself a small cup, didn't care the slightest bit that the tea had just boiled, and directly drank the tea in the cup sullenly. He didn't respectfully pour Yang Xu a cup until he was sure that there was nothing wrong with the tea.

During this period, Qingqiu Yun's eyes have been observing the surroundings.

This is their habit.

When hunting in the wild, any carelessness can cause death.

When the team is moving, if someone is drinking water, or taking a break, someone must be vigilant to ensure the safety of the companion.

And their actions were all seen by Yao Yuan and others.

Yao Yuan's pupils constricted, and he clicked his tongue.

"Hiss~~ What a ostentation, there is actually a special person to test the poison."

"It looks like they don't look like ordinary bodyguards, but rather like dead soldiers trained by big families. Damn, since we came to Sea God's Kingdom, there are more and more things we don't understand."

Yao Yuan shook his head slightly.

Yang Xu was not the first strong man whose Daoist League could not find clear information.

But this was the first time he had seen such a scene.

When Lei Ming saw this, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he asked in a low voice.

"How many families and forces have China developed abroad in the past few hundred years?"

Yao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses.

Yang Xu has a standard Asian appearance.

The two of them sat down and spoke Chinese just now.

Although based on this alone, they cannot be sure that Yang Xu is from Huaxia, but it is very likely that they have a close connection.

Based on Daomeng's understanding of China's practice world, it is impossible for such a strong person to hide until now, so it cannot be the power of practitioners within China. Since it is not the power of Chinese practitioners, the biggest possibility is the power of Chinese people who have left China and developed overseas.

In this way, the families or sects of practitioners who migrated from China before became excellent clues.

Yao Yuan's eyes brightened slightly, and he said excitedly: "It's still a real person who can see clearly, but I have to go back and check the information."

"There are quite a few practitioners who have left China to develop abroad in the past few hundred years."

Having said that, Yao Yuan couldn't help shaking his head.

In the past few hundred years, the situation in China has been changing, and too many forces have left for various reasons.

As far as Yao Yuan still remembers now, there are close to a hundred forces that can be called famous!

Most of those forces went to Southeast Asia, the US Federation and other places.

While the two were talking, a convoy appeared outside the hotel.

three cars.

a car.

two trucks.

There is also the emblem of the Holy Knights on the body.

A silver-white shield with the symbol of the cross on it.

It's simple and eye-catching.

The arrival of the Holy Knights has attracted the attention of almost everyone.

Not just inside the hotel, but also outside the hotel.

In fact, there were many people who came to watch the negotiations between the Paladins and the Sino-Ocean Company, but not many people dared to enter the hotel.

After all, everyone knows that once the talks between the two parties collapse, there is a good chance that there will be a passionate interaction inside the hotel.

Bullets have no eyes, who is not afraid of becoming unlucky.

You only have one life, cherish it.

Three cars are parked in front of the hotel.

Twenty people got off two trucks.

They are fully armed.

There is a micro punch in his hand, a pistol at his waist, and a grenade hanging from it.

These men wore the same uniform.

The whole body is dark green, somewhat similar to a military uniform, and looks mighty and extraordinary.

After 20 people jumped off the truck, they quickly set up defenses around the hotel. The surrounding area and the roof of the hotel were all members of the Paladins.

The car door was not opened until it was confirmed that the surroundings were safe and there was no ambush.

It was Cronin, the deputy head of the Paladins who got out of the car.

A white suit is straight and chic.

His appearance aroused discussions among the onlookers.

"It turned out to be him. It seems that the Paladins really value this negotiation."

"who is he?"

"Brother is new here, I don't even know him. This is the deputy head of the Paladins, the third person in the team, second only to the head and another deputy head."

"Oh, it turned out to be the deputy head of the Holy Knights. It really doesn't look like it."

"Haha, that's not true. It's hard to connect him with the Paladins just by looking at his appearance, but because of this, those who underestimated him are dead."

"Look, there is a car from the Sino-Ocean Company over there."

"Hey, did the ocean company just come with a car?"

"This is not a very normal thing. The ocean company has less than a hundred people in total, and it certainly cannot be compared with the Holy Knights."

"That's right. The Sino-Ocean Company is too small. If it weren't for Boss Jing, how could it be possible to control the three blocks."

"That's why the Holy Knights will attack the ocean company. Compared with other forces, the ocean company with less than one hundred people is obviously weak."

"Although I admit that the strength of the Sino-Ocean Company is not strong, Boss Jing is not an ordinary person. Aren't the Holy Knights afraid of Boss Jing's revenge?"

"Tch, brother, times have changed. Even if Boss Jing is a legendary magician and knight, this is not their era. No matter how powerful Boss Jing is, facing a hundred guns, he is still not the same as an ordinary person."

The onlookers talked a lot.

Qing Qiuying's car parked next to the hotel.

The car door opened, and Qing Qiuying stepped down.

Only him.

"Hahaha, Boss Jing is so brave, he went to the banquet alone."

Cronin saw Qing Qiuying get off the car, went up to meet him, and stopped ten meters away from Qing Qiuying.

He laughed heartily and looked around with a pair of eyes, very puzzled.

confidence?

Or is there an ambush?

Cronin didn't believe that Qing Qiuying would really come alone.

Because all fools know the purpose of the Paladins.

Even if Qing Qiuying is a practitioner, it is just as the leader of the Holy Knights, Beard, said. Practitioners are also human beings, and they must learn to be in awe when facing guns.

Qing Qiuying glanced at Cronin indifferently.

very calm.

very deep.

"I'm alone, that's enough."

Qing Qiuying replied calmly, and walked straight into the hotel, not paying attention to Cronin's frowning eyebrows, embarrassment, and angry eyes.

"Pay attention to your surroundings and be careful of ambushes."

Cronin looked at Qing Qiuying's back coldly, and whispered instructions to his subordinates beside him.

He then entered the hotel with four gunmen.

They have already reserved tables.

Right in the middle of the lobby.

Topped with tea, refreshments.

Entering the hotel, Cronin's gaze swept over everyone and landed on the black mage.

No way, his outfit is too conspicuous.

Although Cronin had never seen the true face of a black mage before, but just looking at the black robe, he immediately concluded that this was the black mage.

The top powerhouse in South America, the demon god who can stop children from crying.

Seeing the black mage, Cronin's slightly nervous mood immediately calmed down.

He withdrew his gaze and landed on Qingqiu Ying, a sternness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

You bastard, I'll see you later.

Cursing secretly in his heart, Cronin came to the opposite of Qing Qiuying, but did not sit down.

The four gunmen kept their hands on the trigger, their guns vaguely aimed at Qing Qiuying.

They knew how powerful Qingqiu Ying was, and they didn't dare to be careless at all.

"Mr. Jing, bright people don't speak dark words. You should understand the purpose of our Holy Knights."

"Currently there are managers in the fifth and seventh districts, but the sixth district is still in a state of serious chaos. As the strongest force in the sixth district, we, the Paladins, have the responsibility and obligation to bring peace and order to the sixth district. "

"There are only seventy-six people in the ocean company, oh, there should be seventy-eight people including the aunt who cooks."

"Are you confident that you can stop the attack of our Holy Knights?"

Cronin propped his hands on the table, looking down at Qingqiu Ying who was sitting opposite, his eyes full of oppression.

This confidence comes from the powerful strength of the Holy Knights.

With an armed force of nearly a thousand people, there is no opponent in the sixth district.

Compared with the size of the Holy Knights, the Ocean Company is almost insignificant.

And the confidence in front of Qingqiuying comes from a powerful black magician.

Anyone who has heard of the legend of the Black Mage knows what a terrifying existence it is.

"Of course, our Holy Knight Order is not an unreasonable force, and our leader also appreciates Boss Jing's skill very much. As long as Sino-Ocean Company is willing to hand over the three blocks it controls, we will reserve a seat for Boss Jing after the committee is established. "

Cronin stood up straight, straightened his dust-free collar with both hands, and squinted at Qing Qiuying haughtily, as if giving alms to a beggar.

It is naturally impossible to leave Qingqiu Ying behind.

A person of unknown origin with extraordinary powers is too much of a threat.

"It's over."

Qing Qiuying picked up the tea, glanced at Cronin indifferently, and said calmly.

"After speaking, sit down and listen to my conditions."

His voice was calm.

Calm as if not happy or angry.

However, it was such a calm voice that gave Cronin a great sense of oppression.

He swallowed, and couldn't help looking in the direction of the black magician, guessing when the black magician planned to do something.

Do you need to stay away from yourself.

After all, everyone knows that the contest between the two powerhouses will not be easy.

Cronin didn't want to die yet.

"Cough cough."

As he was thinking, the black mage raised his right arm, covered his mouth, and let out two hoarse coughs.

feeling bad.

The black magician is in pain at this moment.

Even though he tried his best to appease, Zu Ling was still extremely irritable. And the pain and injury caused by their riots has affected the body of the black magician.

The right hand covering his mouth was stained with blood.

That's blood.

The black magician glanced at the blood on his palm, feeling the pain in his body, wishing he could stay away from Yang Xu.

However, the ancestral riot caused him to lose control of most parts of his body.

"Damn it, when are they going to leave?"

The black magician secretly glanced at Yang Xu, howled and prayed secretly.

However, his two coughs had another meaning to Cronin.

"This must be a hint from the black magician to delay himself for a while."

"Yes, that must be the case. I heard that performing witchcraft is very troublesome. It requires a witchcraft bag and a part of the subject."

"Hair, or something used."

"Boss Jing just came in, and the black magician needs his things to perform terrible black witchcraft."

"As expected of a black mage, everything is in his calculations."

Cronin secretly admired and sat down.

He said arrogantly: "Speak."

Qing Qiuying picked up the teacup, glanced at Cronin, and said calmly: "I want all the blocks controlled by the Holy Knights."

As soon as he finished speaking, not only Cronin, but everyone who was watching the negotiation between the two major powers widened their eyes.

Is this a joke?

"what!"

Cronin sneered and mocked: "Boss Jing wants all the blocks controlled by our Holy Knights, just because you don't have that much appetite."

"Does Boss Jing think that the position of a committee member can dismiss our Holy Knights?"

Qing Qiuying shook her head slightly, her expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.

He said indifferently: "I have no plans to give you the seat of the Sixth District Management Committee, never. If you take the initiative to leave the Sixth District, I can spare your life."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the hotel dropped to freezing point.

Cronin stood up abruptly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of icy cold murderous intent.

The four gunmen behind him raised their weapons and pointed their guns at Qing Qiuying.

It only takes Cronin to give an order, and they will press the trigger, and hundreds of bullets will be ejected from the muzzle!

At such a distance, they believed that even Qingqiu Ying would surely have hatred!

Cronin's eyes were dark, and he said coldly: "Boss Jing, you'd better think carefully before speaking. Although you are a practitioner, this is the age of technology."

"No matter how strong you are, you are stronger than guns."

Qing Qiuying sneered.

This is the first time he laughed.

It was also the first time he showed a different expression after entering the hotel.

"I don't need to be stronger than guns, I just need to be stronger than the people who use guns."

Qing Qiuying said indifferently, raised her wrist, and glanced at her watch.

mechanical watch.

Ten fifty-five in the morning.

"It should be almost time."

Seeing the time, Qingqiu Ying seemed to be talking to himself, as if deliberately reminding him.

Hearing his words, Cronin immediately took a few steps back and hid behind the four men.

At the same time, he looked around vigilantly, guarding against Qing Qiuying's ambush.

And at this moment, there was a loud noise outside the hotel.

The ground, the house, all trembled violently.

"Boom~~"

Through the doors and windows of the hotel, Cronin looked at the direction where the fireworks rose from afar, his pupils constricted into one point.

That's the camp of the Holy Knights!

Camp attacked!

This is a trap!

Qingqiuying's negotiation is fake, but taking the opportunity to sneak attack on the camp is real!

Thinking of this, Cronin's face twisted, and he secretly cursed at the madman.

How many people are there in the ocean company! ?

How dare they attack a paladin order ten times their number?

Cronin didn't know, but he knew that there was no room for maneuver, and everyone didn't need to continue to be hypocritical.

"kill him!"

"Kill him for me!"

Gritting his teeth, Cronin growled fiercely.

This is not for his subordinates, but for the black magician!