Chapter 277: Left and Right Men (4000)

"What are you going to do?"

Sheng Feinan raised his eyebrows. He would not have been interested in this kind of thing before, but now he has a much younger mentality.

I also started to try many new and novel things.

Feng Liusi also cast a somewhat curious look.

Card Xiu smiled and took out a silver coin from the inner pocket of his suit. It had the word 50 stamped on the front and a character's portrait on the back. It is not like current currency, but more like antique currency issued at a certain stage in the previous kingdom era. But its surface is very new, as if it is coated with a silver-white material.

He curled his index finger and flicked his thumb upward. The silver coin rolled in the air, reflecting slightly, and finally fell down and was pinched by two fingers.

"It's very simple, mercury will make dark creatures weak and disgusted. Although it is not very useful, it is still easy to force them to show a very abnormal condition..."

The smile on Ka Xiu's face had a bit of evil in it.

"..." Feng Liusi was silent for a while, then raised his head and said.

"So on the first day we came to Donghai City, you asked me to ask the Blood Eagle Organization to prepare a batch of mercury-plated coins for this purpose?" He was always calm and speechless.

"of course not."

Card Xiu took out a handful of coins from his arms. He lowered his head and counted them one by one while explaining: "In the previous battle with the Blood Spirit Society, I tested the effect of mercury. It affects parasitic dark creatures. It has a greater impact than solid dark creatures. Such mercury coins can even affect the blood of undead people, just like people who don't like spicy food will involuntarily show discomfort. "

"The test is over, and there are still a handful of coins left. I thought I couldn't waste them. Why not give the Blood Spirit Society some fun to play with."

After saying that, Ka Xiu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Feng Liusi now felt inexplicably that this person was a little sinister.

"I'll go shopping again and come back later to see this spiral-eye sword." Card Xiu held a coin in his hand and left.

at the same time.

In the back hall of Tulip Antiques Exhibition, in an office.

The white-haired old man was wearing a tie and a brown suit. Although he looks old in appearance, his figure and physique are still refined. There is a powerful aura.

Next to him, a middle-aged man was waiting quietly.

He hesitated for a while and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Teacher, are you sure you want to go to the antique exhibition hall in person? You can actually leave these things to our disciples."

"Leave it to you?" The old man shook his head at the mirror placed in the corner and said, "Then what happened yesterday?"

"I can feel the undercurrents in Kula City, and there are many forces fighting in the shadows. There are even people in that organization called the Blood Spirit Society who can defeat me. You guys can't see enough..."

"It's of no use if I just go and shake it."

The old man's voice was low: "It'll be fine after today. Tomorrow, the sect master will handle the affairs of the main sect and will arrive in Kula City."

"It will be almost done by then. The antique exhibition will continue safely as usual, and the matter of dealing with the Blood Spirit Society will also be carried out."

He tied his tie and turned around. The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window shines on half of the body, bringing a scalding warmth.

"Teacher Oro, your injury..." the middle-aged man said carefully.

"It's okay. I feel much better after a week of training. Let's go and see the exhibition hall." The old man named Auro opened the door and disappeared at the end of the corridor with the middle-aged man.

The design of the Tulip Antiques Exhibition Hall has always been good. At first glance, it is quite spacious and bright, with a large glass floor-to-ceiling window on one side. Allowing natural sunlight from the outside to shine in.

The marble floor is slightly reflective, and there are soft brown carpets covering some corners. The two main halls in the east and west are connected by a long corridor, and visitors move back and forth from time to time. Surrounding the main hall are some side halls, classified from 01 to 10.

Next to the antiques covered by glass on the pillars, there will be simple text introducing their history and approximate estimated value.

"Three hundred thousand to five hundred thousand federal coins, my God, can a stone be so expensive?" a slightly green female voice whispered.

"There is an introduction next to it. It's not a stone, but the broken tip of a spear. It was a war spear used by Count Frank during the empire five hundred years ago. It's just that the rust is a bit serious, and the edges have been completely smoothed away, leaving it weathered and blunt. piece of metal."

A boy who is familiar with history said based on the simple information next to the antique. And occasionally added, Xiao stole the limelight.

This is the entrance to Exhibition Hall 04, located on the edge of the main hall on the east side. Seven or eight young boys and girls dressed as students gathered around, observing curiously. Some of them took out their notebooks and kept recording. It seems to be a topic and homework assigned by the school.

Next to the students, there were two people dressed as teachers, a man and a woman. While they were chatting, they occasionally glanced at some elegant scholars hurriedly passing by and stepped forward to say hello.

Unconsciously, the two of them were already a little far away from the group of students. Exhibition Hall 04, this is the area for landscape paintings.

A group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old children walked in with curious expressions on their faces. They are young and cannot appreciate other types of antiques. They can only join in the fun. But the pictures can be intuitively beautiful, and there were one or two art students present. Each painting introduces the past with a sense of immersion and attracts praise from everyone.

At the intersection of exhibition hall 04 is a colorful oil painting.

It was created by a famous painter. The dusk sky in the painting presents a gradient of colors, with layers of paint, from red to purple and then to yellow. The river in the lower part of the picture also presents a reflection posture, with a sense of magnificence in the sparkling waves.

At a glance, there is a shocking emotion.

"Antonio Hopkins, a famous oil painting master of the Red Lebanese Federation, was born in Windsor County, Federation calendar 48~75 years..."

A student read the information next to the oil painting.

"Only 27 years old, what a pity, a meteor-like genius..."

A girl sighed.

Just as everyone was watching a painting. A man walked in, no different from an ordinary visitor.

He walked behind the students, stopped, and looked at a glance.

His eyes seemed to be scanning all the paintings in the 04 exhibition hall from right to left, but in fact, his eyes were fixed on the group of immature students with a wolf-like look.

Three parts of desire, three parts of hunger, and four parts of fear.

What a delicious lamb! The more immature and ignorant they are, the more pure fear they will feel when they are afraid. The man thought darkly.

If it weren't for the fact that the forces behind the antique exhibition were not easy to mess with, and there were many security personnel inside and outside the exhibition hall, he would have taken action long ago. In recent days, there has been serious turmoil within the Blood Spirit Society, and the top leaders have barely suppressed some bad news. And repeatedly emphasized and warned them not to cause trouble for the time being and not to reveal their identities.

There is a mysterious force targeting them, and they must not reveal their flaws. The man actually sneered at such warnings in his heart. They have never been afraid of anyone in the Blood Spirit Society.

But this is an order from his superiors, and he had to obey it.

So even if he is itching now, he can only use his eyes to scratch these tender students and swallow his saliva quietly.

For dark creatures like dead blood, there are beast-like instincts in their bodies. The man dared not look at it again, fearing that he really couldn't help it. He retracted his gaze before those students reacted, pretending to look at the oil painting on the right from a distance.

In the corner of his eye, the man saw that someone seemed to be looking over here.

Glancing sideways.

It was a young man with golden hair, wearing a black suit, standing on the carpet in a straight posture. In his left hand, he held a cup of hot tea from the waiter, and in his right hand, he was flipping a coin. It seemed that he had noticed the man's gaze.

The young man looked at him and smiled kindly.

The man was stunned.

He also forced a fake smile at the "food".

He felt a little uncomfortable, so he turned his head away. Just as he was about to take a step, he felt a chill on his neck. A cold hard object seemed to have fallen into his shirt, sliding all the way down to the waist.

"What is it?" The man looked up at the ceiling.

It was smooth and tidy, with no foreign objects falling.

He was wondering about reaching out his hand, but he felt that the object that fell in was as hot as an iron. His spine shuddered, and disgust and discomfort rushed to his heart. The man's goose bumps stood up all over his body, and his breathing became heavy.

"Oh... Damn it!"

His throat seemed to be asthmatic, squeezing out a trace of broken air.

That thing was not dangerous, it simply made the blood spirit in his body irritable, as if it had been greatly stimulated.

"I can't control it!"

The man's heart skipped a beat, and the next moment his eyes turned blood red. Blood suddenly flowed violently from his eyes, mouth corners, nostrils, and ears. It hung in the air like a ribbon.

He trembled all over his body, and red hair grew uncontrollably. This kind of mane was hard and twisted, and it could easily break through the fabric of a suit like a steel needle, just like a spike.

"What...what's wrong? This gentleman?"

At the back of the group of students, a girl wearing glasses noticed the strangeness of the man next to her and kindly walked over to ask.

As she approached, the girl saw the ugly face full of mane. It looked like an unbearable monster.

"Ahhh!!!"

Never question the decibel of a woman when she is scared. This high-pitched shock could be heard by almost half of the main hall.

Suddenly, some visitors nearby looked in this direction with puzzled eyes. The security guards, who were wearing black suits, strong and powerful, and had a cold temperament, rushed over immediately. They were not ordinary people, but disciples of the Cloud Dog Fist.

When they encountered a situation, they accelerated their pace and were extremely fast.

In an instant, four or five figures rushed towards the direction of Hall 04. The man of the Blood Spirit Club had not had time to recover from the brain-stimulating magic sound of the girl. He looked up and found that he was surrounded by several strong men, and the way out was blocked.

"I..."

The man made a hoarse sound in his throat, like a beast's roar. He was not stupid, and he knew that this was the territory of the Cloud Dog Fist and it was not easy to mess with. He subconsciously wanted to disguise.

However, looking at the blood-red mane on his hands and the claws whose bones were gradually deformed and lengthened. He didn't know what to say for a while.

Three words popped out of his mouth subconsciously: "Fuck you!"

Who was it? What disgusting thing did he throw?

He was fine at first, but when he opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by a big man?

No, he didn't want to be a man!

He subconsciously looked at the almost stunned students not far away. Capture a few hostages? This thought flashed through his mind.

His green eyes were blocked by a bald man with a face full of flesh. The man grinned, revealing some yellow teeth: "Look at him, brothers, let's beat him together!"

The dirty things of the Blood Spirit Society have been waiting for a long time! It's just that this kind of parasitic dark creature is too concealed, and since that attack, it has become quite low-key. It has been hidden in the dark, and it is difficult to find traces of Yunquan.

The result is today.

There is actually a stupid dick exposed automatically.

How could you let go of this opportunity of a lifetime?

The four muscular men grinned ferociously and rushed forward together.

"Hmph, ahhhhhhhhhhh..."

Amidst the screams of a man being beaten, outside the 04 exhibition hall.

The blond young man took a sip of hot tea, put his right hand into his arms, pinched out another silver coin, and tossed it gently in his palm.

He walked leisurely in the other direction.

Within a few steps, Ka Xiu felt the breath of the second dead blood. He stopped and looked over vaguely.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly saw an acquaintance.

A boy wearing a black vest and dressed as a young master was standing in the crowd. Unlike other people who join in the fun, he stands far away. There was no thought of going over to see what was going on.

"What a coincidence..."

Cardiff smiled, remembering the boy. Then his eyes moved to the side of the boy. There was a woman in a red dress, about thirty years old, with heavy makeup, and she was quite gorgeous.

Unlike the boy, she had an eager look on her face.

There seemed to be a suppressed sense of panic.

Ka Xiu pinched the silver coin and flicked it with his fingers. Then he changed the tea cup from his left hand to his right hand and took a slight sip of tea.

Looking around, there were a few more coins between his fingers.

in the crowd.

Euan looked inexplicably calm, with a look of indifference on his delicate little face. He was not at all curious about the unexpected situation in Hall 04, and even wanted to laugh a little because he was thinking about the delicious lunch. He has grown up quietly a long time ago.

The young man's strong curiosity had mostly disappeared on that bloody night. Don't look at what you shouldn't see, and don't know what you shouldn't know. Don't join in the fun and stay away from danger.

This is the way of life that Euan has learned through this journey.

Even the old housekeeper praised this very much.

I feel that Euan has grown up and his mind has been tempered. Although it was in a frightening way, I finally understood some truth.

There was a commotion in the exhibition hall.

Looking at the curious figure of my younger sister Heiman tiptoeing forward five or six meters ahead. You An was disdainful for a while, and a sense of superiority arose in his heart that was somewhat different from his peers.

Just when he was about to look away out of boredom, Euan heard a gasping voice beside him, which looked more like a beast than a human!

Turned his head sharply.

in the crowd nearby.

There seemed to be four or five visitors shaking and shaking with their faces in their hands.

The amplitude is getting bigger and bigger.

Until between the fingers, a large tuft of mane hair squeezed out.

Red like blood.

wait.