Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

Zhao chose Lao Gou and Gui Scorpion as the main force of the operation, and Fang Shouming naturally had some thoughts in his heart.

Zhao Laogou, his family's home base is near Jingtianzhuang, so he knows everything.

The two have worked together many times, and he can easily grasp Zhao Laogou's behavior and personality.

Not really good, but not bad either. I can basically do what I say, and apart from being greedy for money, there are no major flaws.

Although it was his first time to see Ghost Scorpion.

But this person was recommended by Zhao Laogou and was the leader of Guyanlou, the largest killer organization in Belvedere. It is impossible for such a reputable and experienced person to make mistakes in such a trivial matter.

"Just wait and see, there shouldn't be any surprises..."

Fang Shouming picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the green wine to comfort himself.

Don't be suspicious when you employ people, don't use people when you are suspicious.

Suspicions without evidence and internal quarrels will only lead to infighting and chill the hearts of your own people.

Besides, if there was an accident, after such a long time, Li Tianwei and Dong Feng would have come here to report it.

Especially the former Li Tianwei, he is extremely reassured by him.

He arranged for Li Tianwei and Dong Feng to follow them, verbally saying that they would assist in the investigation and facilitate the actions of Zhao Laogou and Guixie.

In fact, isn't it just to keep an eyeliner and monitor Zhao Laogou and Guixie?

In the final analysis, these two people are both members of the devil's path and must be guarded against.

Otherwise, the security force over there would be useless, and four people would still need to go there together?

"Forget it, I'm just wasting my time by waiting here. Let's go to the hall and have a look. There should be some results."

After waiting left and right, Fang Shouming couldn't wait for anyone, so he decided to go to the lobby first.

Most of the disciples in the hall have a good relationship with him and have a good friendship with him. They often communicate with each other and have even participated in many illegal and disciplinary matters together.

Therefore, for these people, although he also used some methods to search for possible clues to the murderer.

But compared to the several neutral or even hostile branches at Jingtianzhuang, he didn't think there would be any problems here. It's more of just a casual try attitude.

His focus was still on the investigation results of Zhao Laogou and Gui Xie.

This was also the reason why he was anxiously waiting for news from Jingtianzhuang Station.

Fang Shouming stood up and walked slowly towards the hall, thinking about what he would do later.

To find the mandala first, ask about the situation, and then...

There is no more...

When I think of Mandala, her graceful face, gorgeous figure, seductive and charming voice...

Fang Shouming couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

"As the saying goes, if you die under peonies, you will become a ghost... I didn't believe it before, but now I see that such a seductive and beautiful woman really exists..."

In fact, he couldn't help it just now and almost lost control of himself.

But compared to Chen Lingmo's reward after finding the real murderer, and the possibility of becoming the son of the village owner in the future.

He still suppressed the lust in his heart for the time being and solved the important issues at hand first.

But after this matter is resolved, I can play with her for a few days...

Fang Shouming thought lustfully in his heart, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, and a lustful smile appeared on his face.

While he was thinking about things, he kept walking through the bamboo forest path and walked towards the hall.

However, he had only taken a few steps when he suddenly felt something was wrong. It seemed that something extremely terrifying and heavy jumped in from the tall red wall outside Qunfang Pavilion.

The weight and density of this thing is very high, but the sound of falling to the ground is extremely subtle.

The two give people extremely contradictory feelings, so uncomfortable that they make people vomit blood.

Fang Shouming suddenly stopped.

He looked around slowly.

Surrounded by densely packed bamboo trees and leaves, the dense green color formed a continuous patch. There was something inside, but nothing could be seen clearly.

Looking into the distance, the attractive purple-red light in the hall was clear, and there was a faint sound of impact coming in and out.

Everything seems to be fine.

"Is there something wrong with the wine? Could it be that I drank too much fake wine?"

Fang Shouming breathed a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly.

He thought for a while and realized that the glass of wine he drank in the bamboo pavilion just now probably had no additives.

Maybe the quality of the drink is not good.

He thought so.

After all, everything in these Fang Pavilions is expensive and everything costs money.

That's all. The key is that the quality of various drinks and food is not good.

A jar of ordinary wine can be bought for one tael of silver outside, but it can be sold for at least 20 taels of silver here.

The price has more than doubled!

But who said the girls here in Qunfang Pavilion are of good quality?

Even though the consumption is so high, Qunfang Pavilion is still full of people, coming in groups, and the reservations of many top girls are fully booked.

Fang Shouming continued to walk forward. When walking on this bamboo forest path during the day, it was quiet and refreshing, and it felt like nothing was wrong.

But late at night, it feels extremely winding and long. Just walking like this seems to be as long as an endless loop that never ends.

Uh-huh...

Fang Shouming felt something was wrong again. He looked quickly and could only see the bamboo leaves swaying gently, as if the sound just now was just a gust of night wind.

He suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

"I am suspicious, my father often said that those who achieve great things are not only talented, but also perseverant, calm and composed..."

Fang Shouming quickened his pace. He intuitively felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

There seemed to be something behind him, watching him.

But he didn't notice anything.

Fortunately, no matter how long the bamboo forest path is, it will eventually end.

Fang Shouming finally came to the end and walked out of the bamboo forest. In front of him was a hall with a warm atmosphere and ambiguous environment.

Many people had finished their business, dressed neatly, and continued to eat and drink inside, with constant noise and bustle.

He looked back and looked at the dense and dark bamboo forest, and his heart was immediately relieved.

'It seems that in the future, several people will have to act together in this place...' He patted his chest.

Fang Shouming cheered up, raised his feet, and walked towards the hall.

However, when he looked back, he saw a tall and burly figure in the shadow corner of the hall in front of him.

The man was wrapped in a large black robe, and from head to toe, he was completely hidden in the darkness, and no external features could be seen.

The black figure raised his head from time to time, as if looking for something.

Fang Shouming felt weak all over, cold all over, and cold sweat broke out all at once.

This kind of dress, this kind of dress, this kind of figure...