Chapter 565 Don't Bully Honest People

Rasho Temple? !

Qin Ran narrowed his eyes.

He didn't expect that the place where the breath was coming from would be Rasheng Temple!

From the rear view mirror, he looked at the follower who was following him, and then at the Luosheng Temple in front of him. Qin Ran's squinted eyes had a strange gleam.

"Okay, let's go here!"

"Next, I can only go forward alone!"

Qin Ran turned to the old detective and said.

Without any hesitation, the old detective stopped the car straight away.

The old detective knew very well that some things were beyond his control.

"These are for you, it's a parting gift!"

"If...you don't want it, throw it in the trash."

After getting out of the car, Qin Ran directly threw the bonus he got from the funeral home through the rolled down window of the car.

To Kieran, these banknotes are really like paper.

Putting it in the [Red Ghost Stomach Bag] is of no use at all except to take up space and increase weight.

But it's different for the old detective, at least it can make the other party's embarrassing life a little better.

While watching the video tape, although the other party spoke very nicely, through some observations, Kieran was able to confirm that the old detective lived there.

Even with some cover-ups, it is too obvious for Kieran who has [Tracking].

Of course, the bonuses thrown in are not all.

Qin Ran also left for himself the necessary living expenses that he might encounter.

The old detective looked at the bag thrown in and Qin Ran who turned around and left.

From the gap in the cyst, he knew what these were.

The old detective frowned, with hesitation on his face.

Three or four seconds later, he let out a deep sigh.

He may not need it, but his...

need!

"Thanks!"

Rolling down the car window, the old detective shouted loudly to Qin Ran's back.

Without looking back, Qin Ran raised his right hand and waved it.

The engine roared, and the old detective drove away.

But a car followed.

squeak!

During the friction between the rubber and the ground, the smell of rubber wafted into the air.

Dicko, the hunter from the funeral home, opened the car door and got down. Then, he turned around and opened the rear door. A man with an extremely handsome face, who looked young and had a strong mature aura, came down.

A khaki windbreaker with a dark suit inside, no tie, and the leather shoes on his feet are as clean as a mirror, just like the exposed forehead of the other party.

The long hair that should have covered the face was combed back neatly.

A lit cigarette was sandwiched between the opponent's left middle finger and index finger.

Cigarettes are ethereal, making the people in front of us dreamlike.

The man looked at Qin Ran's back, walked over slowly, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Qin Ran.

"Surprised?"

The other party spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, but not unpleasant.

"Um!"

Qin Ran nodded.

He didn't lie, he was really surprised by the Rasheng Temple in front of him, because, according to the books he read, the Rasheng Temple should definitely not be the one he sees now... a bit dilapidated.

Not only are the plaques mottled, but there are also cracks in the fence that have been in disrepair for a long time.

And the two opened doors are completely imprinted with the traces of the years-the wind will probably drop one of them.

Through the gate, we can even see the weeds everywhere.

Its exuberance has long covered the original slate floor.

Such a temple is really inconsistent with what Qin Ran knew.

"You can't just look at the surface at any time!"

The person beside him said slowly.

"For example?"

Qin Ran turned his head with a smile, and looked at the members of the funeral club in front of him.

He knew very well that the other party was making a pun.

As for why?

Apart from Eli Turga, there is no other possibility.

In fact, when it was confirmed that the stalker was someone from the funeral home, Qin Ran's suspicions increased.

This guess is not about the 'guidance' of those who seem to be related to him.

Whether it's Eli Telga, or the former Dicko.

Because, Kieran would not trust anyone.

He only trusts his own judgment.

However, Qin Ran would naturally not mind if he could have more information.

"For example... I want to invite you as a guest - it doesn't take too long, about four or five weeks."

It's a pity that the person next to him was not fooled, but said in a joking tone.

The tone is joking, but the tone is extremely serious.

"What if I don't want to?"

Qin Ran asked back with a smile.

"2567! Do you know who you're talking to?"

"This is Lord 'Lian', one of the twenty-one magic hunters!"

"You... have to agree to the request of the adults!"

Dicko rushed to speak.

The voice went from high to low, and finally it was pleading.

And the reminder in the words is even more obvious.

"Because it wasn't a life-saving grace before?"

Qin Ran glanced at Dicko in surprise.

He really didn't expect that there were such people among the members of the funeral club.

After all, that Li impressed him too deeply.

It's so deep that he can't generalize.

But even if he found the difference, Kieran didn't want to change his mind because of the other party.

shook his head.

Qin Ran firmly chose to refuse.

"2567..."

Dicko anxiously wanted to say something, but was interrupted by that 'Lian'.

The witcher looked at Dicko, took a deep breath and said, "Dicko, you're making it difficult for me!"

"Sorry, my lord!"

"I……"

"Okay, let's do it!"

The witcher interrupted Dicko again.

"Play a game with me, I use one hand, the time limit is 1 minute - you win, I guarantee that in the next few months, no one from the funeral home will interfere in this matter!"

"Of course, if one minute is up, I'll be considered a loser."

The witcher said.

"Are you repaying Dicko's kindness?"

Kieran looked at Di Ke, who had an excited face, and then at the smiling Demon Hunter.

"It counts!"

"After all, he is a subordinate I managed to pick up from the battlefield - if I attack you directly, he will definitely stand in front of you. I can't attack my own people, so I can only do this !"

The witcher shrugged.

Di Ke at the side was inexplicably moved, and Kieran could even see that Di Ke's eyes were red.

It doesn't matter whether the witcher in front of him really thinks so, or he's just pretending.

Qin Ran knew that the other party was successful.

At least, after today, Dicko will follow him more and more.

but……

It doesn't matter to him.

That was just an unsuccessful arrangement, and had nothing to do with saving lives.

He didn't want to take on such kindness.

"Use both hands, there is no need to limit the time - the so-called kindness is just his wishful thinking, I used the [mermaid flesh] layout to attract more guys...he just got caught in the fish pond !"

After Qin Ran finished speaking, he took a few steps to one side.

After distanced himself from the witcher, he waved at him.

"Come!"

Qin Ran is not used to bullying honest people.

It was as if he had never been afraid to fight.

The witcher was taken aback.

Then, he laughed out loud.

"Another awkward fool?"

The other party said this, but his actions were not slow.

A flick of a cigarette in his hand.

call!

The lit cigarette, like a shooting star, shot straight at Qin Ran's face.

PS first update~