Doomsday Rise

"You...you..." Peter Pan was shocked and angry. He naturally knew Fengbao, although he didn't have a deep impression. Feng Bao is usually too low-key and has almost no sense of presence. Shan is an important figure after all, and it is recorded in the files of the three summits. What shocked him was the news of Guo Zifeng's death. He had had a vague premonition of this since he was hunted down. The words of his pursuers also revealed such information, but he didn't believe it. Guo Zifeng was far-sighted and had the highest combat index in Binzhou City. The possibility of killing him silently was extremely slim. He had been waiting for his godfather to appear and crush all rumors.

"My godfather is really..." He stared at Feng Bao, forgetting that he was an enemy at this moment.

"I was shot in the head with a sniper bullet. My brains exploded, and my brains were overflowing, like tofu. Tsk, tsk, how miserable." Feng Bao said, licking his tongue, as if he was reminiscing about something.

"Why?" Peter Pan trembled and almost fell down.

"You will find the answer to this question yourself when you become stronger." Feng Bao said nonchalantly, showing no intention of sharing the sorrow.

"I'm from Sanfeng, and you're from Quad Cities. There's no way I can become my disciple." Peter Pan said firmly.

"The forces of the Four Cities have been dispersed by the Three Summits, and their prestige is gone. Nuo, look at Fan Shuai as panicked as a lost dog. Can't you tell? The Three Summits have been taken over by Haicheng and are under direct control. You will have no place to stand if you go back. , now there is no distinction between the four cities and the three summits, it’s time for you to change your mind." Feng Bao said with his eyebrows.

"If senior wants to kill me, please do it. If senior doesn't kill me, please let me go." Peter Pan was firm.

"Why didn't I realize that you are so stubborn before?" Feng Bao had a headache, but still said patiently, "The confrontation between the Three Summits and the Four Cities was actually done intentionally by us, so we are hostile or not. It's all just a show, think about it, silly boy, there is so much hatred, you can't even have enough to eat."

Peter Pan's body trembled, and his face instantly turned pale. He was not stupid, but he just didn't want to think deeply about some issues. The news of Guo Zifeng's death stimulated him to forget the barrier of self-protection, and all the things that he had subconsciously ignored came to him. Thinking of the fighting between the three summits and the four cities every night, with dozens of people unable to come back every time. The people below were so desperate, but it was just a game for the people above. His heart felt as if he had been stabbed.

Many of the people who died were his brothers. He didn't know anything, but his identity was one of the upper class. Speaking of which, he was also responsible for the deaths of these brothers.

"I don't believe it!" Peter Pan stared at Feng Leopard fiercely, his voice hoarse.

"If you don't believe it, don't believe it. Tell me what to do -" Feng Bao suddenly frowned and turned to look behind,

He said to himself: "It's strange that this fat toad can run so fast with such short legs."

Two figures shot out from the darkness. The tall one was the war king Niu San. There was wind under his feet and he was faster than a galloping horse. The short, fat man was an immortal toad, jumping up and down on the ground, covering a distance of tens of meters every time he rose and landed, and his speed was incredibly fast.

"Run away, kid. If you can escape this disaster, I will accept you as my disciple. If you die, it will save me a lot of energy." Feng Bao looked at the immortal toad and the war king Niu San who were approaching quickly, with a pair of claws. appears on the hand.

The left claw is leopard-shaped, and the right claw... uh... no, it's a fork, a fork for eating Western food. Feng Bao himself felt something was wrong. He glanced down and said with an embarrassed expression, "I was in a hurry when I went out. I brought the wrong guy with me. If I had known better, I wouldn't have put him together."

Peter Pan almost stumbled, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Fan Shuai turn into a bolt of lightning and shoot into the darkness. He stopped hesitating and walked away. Then he rushed to the corner and heard the sound of gold and stone clashing, like a peerless sharp blade, crushing everything. His throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood surged into his throat. He gritted his teeth, swallowed it back, and disappeared into the darkness.

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Worry-free tea shop.

It is said that when people come here, they will have no worries. This is definitely an exaggeration, but it is true that no one dares to cause trouble in Wuyou Tea House. Rumor has it that the backstage of Wuyou Tea House is extremely powerful, and Binzhou City’s mayor Haicheng should be honest even if he comes here.

Peter Pan ran for a long time in the dark night, but found that no matter where he ran, there were killings. The three summits were fighting internally, and the forces of the Four Cities were fighting. For unknown reasons, the forces of the Four Cities also started fighting. More It was some men in black whom I had never seen before who were behind the scenes, and their methods were extremely ruthless. They killed people on sight, as if they had some deep hatred. Binzhou City suddenly fell into immense chaos. When he couldn't run anymore, he remembered Wuyou Tea House. If there was any place in Binzhou City where he could stay, it would be Wuyou Tea House, not even the Public Security Bureau.

Wuyou Teahouse is located in the most prosperous part of the city center. It dug out a piece of land in the busy city and built a teahouse. It is entirely made of wooden structure. Both the materials and the environment are incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Peter Pan stepped into the Wuyou Tea House, and suddenly his steps stopped and froze for a moment, then he walked in as if nothing had happened. Looking around, he found an empty seat in the corner and sat down.

The interior decoration of Wuyou Tea House is full of ancient style. There is no coffee table, they are all big tables with four corners, square and square. One table can hold four long benches and seat eight people. There are things to go with tea on the table, including melon seeds and fennel beans. The portions are not much, only a small plate, so the tea guests eat very carefully and slowly, not daring to waste a little.

The tea shop is not large, but there are fifteen or six tables. At this moment, almost every table is full of people, and it is extremely crowded.

These tea guests had different appearances, including those with hunchbacks, one-armed, bald, tattooed, and some wearing sunglasses. Almost no one spoke, and their indifferent eyes made the temperature of the tea shop drop to freezing point.

There were already seven people sitting at the table Peter Pan chose, and he was the last one. Among the seven people, three of them were known to him. The ones on the left are a couple who work at a food stall. If it hadn't been for one night when the couple chopped off the legs of more than thirty gangsters who came to collect protection money, no one would have known how terrible they were. Opposite him was a burly man with a sinewy face. He was a chef at a five-star hotel. His knife skills were superb. Putting a piece of tofu in the palm of his hand, he could cut it into strands as thin as a hair.

He knew and had dealings with these three people, which was why he chose this table. There are four other people, two of whom have never interacted with each other, but have met each other. The coquettishly dressed dancer, Sayuri, is the top nightclub in the city that never sleeps. Ba Ye, who specializes in collecting people's accounts, has a lot of tools in his hands. There is another person, although I have never seen him before, but I have heard of him. He is a high school Chinese teacher who wears glasses and is polite and polite.

A year ago, a major robbery case occurred in Binzhou City. More than 20 vicious gangsters robbed a bank. At that time, two female students happened to be doing business in the bank and were captured by the gangsters as hostages. During the rescue process, A female student was killed. Then, the Chinese teacher, who never spoke loudly, became angry and chased the fleeing gangster alone. No one knew the process. Anyway, the final result was that the female student was rescued. More than a dozen gangsters all had their throats cut, and their deaths were exactly the same as those of the dead female students. The gangster's boss is a star-rated space pirate.

The name of the Chinese teacher has been resounding throughout the education world since then. The high school where the Chinese teacher works has never seen gangsters again, and the area within a five-kilometer radius has become a forbidden area for gangsters.

The last person, the person sitting on the same stool with him, was wearing a blood-red coat. You could faintly smell the smell of blood, as if the clothes had really been soaked in blood. His face was pale. He didn't eat on the table. of fennel beans and melon seeds, eating what they brought themselves. After a while, he took something out of his pocket and put it into his mouth. It made a crunching sound. He accidentally caught a glimpse of the half-nail exposed by the man in red when he chewed it. Peter Pan almost vomited.

Those are human fingernails.

"It's cold, drink some hot tea." The owner of the tea shop, everyone called him Old Man Wuyou, slowly brought the tea up. The tea was scalding hot and steaming.

Tea is the worst quality tea, but for Peter Pan, even if there are leaves in the water, as long as the water is hot, he is happy.

The worry-free old man is half-hunched, with gray hair and dark spots on his face. His old eyes are dim and he staggers when he walks, which makes people worry about whether he will fall. However, as long as you find that no matter how many bowls are served or how full the tea is, the bowl will never stop. Not even a drop will be spilled, and you will know that worry is unnecessary.

The tea at Wuyou Tea House is very poor, but the quantity is sufficient, and the tea is always served in bowls, sea bowls.

"Brother, look, this man is eating people's fingers. It's so disgusting." Suddenly there was a girl, her voice was a bit high.

Not everyone in the tea shop remained quiet, there were also many people talking, but their voices were kept low. Peter Pan tilted his head slightly, and the person who spoke was a girl in her mid-twenties, with an oval face and snow-white skin. She was wearing mink velvet and snow-white clothes, which formed a sharp contrast with the smelly men with dirty clothes around her.

"Junior sister, be silent." The man next to him turned pale with fright. At the girl's table, except for the girl, the other seven people are all men. Their clothes are all of the same style, with a small flame logo on the collar.

That's the Huo family's logo.

Huojiaban, whose surname is Huo, started out as a martial arts school. Later, it somehow changed its career to juggling. After decades of inheritance and learning, Huojiaban is proficient in all flame-related acrobatics and is very famous in Binzhou City. Lantern Festival Huo Jiaban can be seen at the party, New Year party, and Mid-Autumn Festival party.

He usually takes on some star work and makes guest appearances in movies. Although it only lasts for a few minutes, he appears more often and has a certain degree of popularity throughout the Han Dynasty.

This girl was dressed so beautifully. She must be the daughter of a senior member of the Huo family class. She was scolded by her senior brother. She was a little unconvinced and her voice became louder.

"Brother, our Huo family class prides itself on being an upright family. Shouldn't we take care of such villains when we encounter them?"

The whole tea shop can hear it.

"Junior sister!" Senior brother was shocked and angry. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong in the atmosphere of the tea shop. He turned around and saw the man in red standing up slowly, his eyes cold.

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