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Chapter 342 The Devil's Surname is Zhang!

In the dark night.

The man's powerful and heavy hands grabbed Zhang Moqian's shoulder smoothly, but when he tried his best to pick up Zhang Moqian, he found that the other party was standing there, not moving at all.

The man frowned, his face suddenly darkened, and he exerted force again, but he was still fruitless. He was shocked and changed his countermeasures and suddenly adjusted his steps, bowed slightly, and hit Zhang Moqian with a heavy shoulder.

Zhang Moqian held the man's heavy shoulders firmly with both hands, jumped gently and avoided, looking at the man with a chuckling.

Feng Lang was shocked and realized something...

Zhang Moqian looked at the man with a shocked expression and said disdainfully: "This is not how Bajiquan is played. When the door is opened, the center of gravity is unstable. How can I talk about the shock of Jiuzhou? Since you don't understand, let me teach you."

Zhang Moqian, who had just been defending, suddenly changed his offense and defense, suddenly approached the man, jumped slightly and stood in front of the man. His feet were nailed to the ground like nails, and his fists hit the man's chest with hammers, giving the man no time to react. He raised his knees and pushed them in one go.

The power mixed in every place is as powerful as a thousand pounds. The man can't avoid it and can only defend in a hurry. However, Zhang Moqian's strength is not something he can see at all. He feels the powerful force as soon as he touches it, and is directly bounced several meters away, holding his chest and coughing.

"Some strength." Although Feng Lang said this, he was shocked. He knew better than anyone else about his subordinates. He dared to come this time because he believed in him, but now the result is...

Zhang Moqian snorted coldly, and had no time to talk about these role theories that were destined to be the supporting actor in this storm. His momentum suddenly changed and he attacked the wind wolf...

A few minutes later, there was a strange scenery on the blue sky road in Pudong New Area. A man squatted on the ground and smoked without saying a word. Five men moaning in pain were lying on the ground next to him, but it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to move.

After a while, after Zhang Moqian finished smoking the cigarette in his mouth, he slowly walked to Fenglang, squatted down, and patted Fenglang's face: "Give your phone up, I'll call your master."

The wind wolf is indifferent.

"I'll take it myself." Zhang Moqian punched Fenglang, fumbled on him for a while, and finally found a Nokia phone. It was very old, and it could only play with the greedy snake, but the quality was excellent. It was the kind that could still call and send text messages when I fell from the third floor and picked it up.

Zhang Moqian looked through the address book for a while, and sure enough, the phone number of "Master Qingxuan" was recorded on it. Zhang Moqian grinned and pressed the launch button.

After beating a few times, the phone was connected.

The end of the phone was quiet and there was no sound.

Zhang Moqian did not take the initiative to speak, but waited without moving. Sure enough, about thirty seconds later, a pleasant woman's voice came from the other end: "It seems that Feng Lang and the others have lost to you."

"I guessed it right." Zhang Moqian said with a narrow eye. He knew that the other end of the phone was the powerful queen of the underground world of the Demon City, known as Zhuyeqing, Nine-tailed Fox, etc. Almost most of the dark forces in the Demon City are under her control. Zhang Moqian has been the number one in the Underworld of Queensland and knew that the Underworld is actually the most oil-absorbing place. Compared with Kunsthia, Demons are the largest cities in China. How much profit can the king of the Underworld here get every day? Zhang Moqian couldn't imagine it.

"Oh, I still underestimate you." The other end of the phone said lightly.

"Your name is Qingxuan, right?" Zhang Moqian asked.

"yes."

"I am a very revengeful person. Whoever can't get along with me will also be unable to get along with me." Zhang Moqian said coldly: "You want to kill me today, I'll write it down."

"Tell me? So what can you do?" Qingxuan was a little disdainful on the phone.

"In the future, please pay attention to see what's behind you." Zhang Moqian narrowed his eyes.

"Little boy, you are so interesting." Qingxuan said lightly: "If I can send someone to kill you, you should know that I am not afraid of anyone taking revenge. Also, you are too confident."

"Men are attacking, women are suffering. I am a man, you are a woman. Shouldn't I be confident?" Zhang Moqian sneered.

"In addition to self-confidence and inferiority, there is also an adjective called conceit. Too conceit is not good. Little boy, I will let you know what a real demon city is. Goodbye!" Qing Xuan finished speaking lightly and hung up the phone.

"What is the real demon city?" Zhang Moqian sneered, threw away the phone in his hand, and no matter the five people lying on the ground, he left.

Didn’t Qingxuan know that the former demon city had the surname Zhang?

After Zhang Moqian walked to Zhier's apartment, Teacher Jiang sat on the sofa watching TV. When he saw Xiao Moqian coming back, Teacher Jiang yawned, turned off the TV, and went back to sleep.

The crazy woman will wait for him to come back every night before she can rest with confidence.

Zhang Moqian smiled warmly and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The next day.

On Monday, Zhang Moqian was about to accompany Teacher Jiang to class, but halfway through, he suddenly received a text message.

It was sent by Xu Boyi, and only four words were written on the text message: "Beilushi Sect."

Zhang Moqian, who was very knowledgeable about the stars, was shocked. The seven people of the Big Dipper were so awesome. Has the Beiluo Master ever drunk the role? It was sent by the old man Xu Boyi to help him? Zhang Moqian told the crazy woman that he had something to ask for leave, and then hurriedly got off the bus.

After getting off the bus, Zhang Moqian called Chen Bitch Chen. After a while, an Audi A6L stopped in front of him. A man in his thirties drove over. After handing the car keys to Zhang Moqian, he took a taxi and left. With Chen Bitch Chen's power, he got a car over to Zhang Moqian in the shortest time.

After entering the Audi A6L, Zhang Moqian drove directly to the north, walked forward all the way, left the city, crossed the Yangtze River, and entered southern Jiangsu Province. After about four hours, the car slowly stood at the Zhangshan Hotel in Suqian City.

The biggest feature of Zhangshan Hotel is that its scenery is unique and beautiful. It has seven or eight lake views of all sizes, typical Jiangnan waterfront gardens, pavilions, towers, small bridges, bamboo pavilions, curved corridors, ancient trees and strange stones. All the scenery is in sight. Choose this place to live, you can enjoy the peach blossoms in spring, summer, and lotus flowers in autumn, and the fun of watching the pine trees in winter. There is also a quiet and peaceful environment with a bamboo wind and a lotus wind half a bed. Looking up at the east, you can see the lake for ten miles.

Before the 1980s, this place was still mysterious in the eyes of Suqian people. After the reform and opening up, the Suqian Municipal Government changed it to the Zhangshan Hotel. The current garden layout and the house building were redesigned and renovated by famous garden experts in my country in the 1950s. It was also completed in the late 1990s, and was rebuilt on a large scale in the years between the old and the new century.

Xu Boyi has always been curious about how Hei Po’s wife took Qingqing Tonglou from the Suqian Municipal Government. After all, living here has beautiful scenery and fresh air, and it is a good place to prolong life. Later, after investigation, I found out that the entire security system of the Zhangshan Hotel was handed over to Hei Po’s wife. Hei Po’s wife rented Qing Tonglou at a very low price. This rent was for more than ten years. In the end, everyone had already agreed that Qing Tonglou was Hei Po’s wife’s private residence.

Now, this place naturally became the base camp for Xu Boyi Beidou Qixing and others. After taking down the Hei Bam, Tianshu had already agreed with the Zhangshan Hotel, and the security of the Zhangshan Hotel was still handed over to them, and rented Qing Tonglou at a low price.

After they all entered the Qing Tonglou, he recreated the security of the Zhangshan Hotel and the Qing Tonglou. Together, the Zhangshan Hotel, surrounded by lakes on three sides, became a natural barrier for the Qing Tonglou, which is considered the safest place.

This is the first time Zhang Moqian has come here and nodded and praised Xu Boyi's design. He even planned to take down the entire southern Jiangsu Province in the future, and it would be nice to live with his family in the summer. After all, the scenery here is so beautiful.

At this moment, Zhang Moqian, Xu Boyi and the seven Big Dippers stood in front of Qing Tonglou early. Occasionally, several cars passed by Qing Tonglou. After seeing Tianxuan and Yaoguang among the Big Dippers, they couldn't help but take a look. The Yaoguang Fairy Tiancheng, Tianxuan has a elegant temperament and cannot be attracted by the eye.

Yaoguang took out the bag on his shoulder, holding a mirror in one hand and the comb in the other hand. In the speechless eyes of everyone, he sorted out his fairy face without hesitation. After packing up, he glanced at the avenue again, walked forward two steps forward and shook Zhang Moqian's arms and said delicately: "Young master, who is so arrogant, has to wait for him personally?"

Zhang Moqian looked at Yaoguang thoughtfully and said, "You will know when you see it."

Zhang Moqian didn't know who the Beiluo Master was. Xu Boyi inexplicably received a letter from his adopted father, and then quickly notified Zhang Moqian.

A few minutes later, a taxi slowly drove over.

Xu Boyi, who had been frowning and contemplating, suddenly became excited because he had already felt a powerful aura approaching, which was a strange but familiar aura.

Xu Boyi's brows slowly frowned, and his already vicissitudes of life became more and more complicated. Zhang Moqian also felt Xu Boyi's strangeness, but he remained silent and thought to himself who was the sacred place of Beiluo Master Sect. Before he showed up, he turned Xu Boyi into this expression.

After a few seconds, the taxi finally slowly stopped in front of the nine people.

The door is open!

The person didn't come out, but a voice came from the taxi: "Master, the fare is fifty, but I only have forty, why don't you fall back a little longer?"

What a familiar voice.
Chapter completed!
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