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He silently jumped upstairs, then observed it, found a place that seemed to be an important place, used Spider-Man's ability to attach to the wall, and opened his midnight snack.

On the floor of the empty unfinished building, there was a tattered coffin with the lid open, and next to it was a man wearing tattered armor. Although his skin was also blue-grey, his appearance was considered normal.

Qiao Ji had a doubt, that is, he didn't hear a heartbeat when he came here.

Could it be that he encountered some illegal organization?

He thought this way, then took out the disposable chopsticks and started eating his midnight snack.

Sniff

The man in armor moved his nose and asked doubtfully: "Why is there a stink? Didn't I ask you all to cover up the smell on your body?"

"General, we have put away the smell."

"yes."

The man called General frowned, "It seems that there is a smell of living things."

"General, it might be the stench from the pigs downstairs." Another man wearing armor replied. They were the only two wearing armor in the entire unfinished building.

The general nodded, "Kill the pigs and eat meat. It's still convenient to eat meat in this world."

"General, our income is good today. We can buy another pig."

"Well, you go and contact us. We need to regain our strength as soon as possible, and then integrate into this world as much as possible. If the four ghost kings are dead, it is even more impossible for us to have a head-on confrontation with China, alas!"

ha?

After hearing this, Qiao Ji wondered who the Ghost King was, was he their superior?

What kind of illegal organization are they?

But looking at their crooked melons and cracked dates, with three or two big cats and kittens, they don't look very powerful.

However, the few thieves who came back would disappear and turn into inconspicuous black shadows moving on the ground. Traveling at night can be said to be very hidden.

Several people who have returned know this, indicating that the Shadow Escape may be a benefit for their gang, just like the seed of original sin.

Should I take action directly or report it?

Well, wait until I finish eating first.

"General, I discovered this while I was out recently."

A yellow, talisman-like thing was handed out.

"Oh? Is this the soul-sealing technique?" the general said as soon as he saw it.

Qiao Ji looked and saw a small dog outlined in black on the yellow talisman paper. The breed seemed to be called Schnauzer.

However, the puppy on the screen can move, and the painting style is still Chinese ink painting, which is much more exquisite than the pets in the digital machine that Qiao Ji played with as a child in his previous life.

"But what's the use of sealing a dog's remnant soul inside? It's useless. It can't even be released to bite people. This thing can only be watched, right?"

The general didn't understand.

"General, there is someone specifically selling this, 6,888 a piece. And there are many people buying it. I roughly estimate that they can sell twenty or thirty pieces a day."

"How much? Six thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight?"

The general's voice changed with excitement, "Will so many people buy it?"

"Only more." The adjutant was sure, "And this is just what I saw. They probably sell it in more than one place."

"..."

The general was shocked. He still couldn't believe it. "It's just such a little trick. It's so expensive? Six thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight dollars is worth two big fat pigs. How many people will buy it?"

"General, the price of this thing is just the price of a mobile phone for civilians in this era. They don't mind spending a little money to buy it for entertainment."

The adjutant explained, and then sincerely persuaded: "General, why don't we also think of a way to make money? The money earned by letting my subordinates steal every day is too little."

Qiao Ji couldn't help laughing.

So happy.

Which ancient tomb is this from? Is it so fun?

Times have changed, small tricks can make money, I wonder if you are angry.

Hearing the laughter, the faces of the general and the adjutant changed, "Who!"

"Sorry, sorry, I have received professional training. Generally, no matter how funny things are, I will not laugh unless I can't help it..."

He jumped down from the corner, threw the disposable lunch box and chopsticks aside very unethically, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"No, why are you so bad at doing so? You are also superpowers after all... Are you ancient superpowers?"

The general and the adjutant looked livid and said nothing.

His lair was actually broken into, and he laughed at them. Is the person standing guard downstairs a loser?

"Go and surrender and give your money back. With the little money you make from stealing, you might as well go to the construction site to move bricks and lay dust."

The technology of this world has developed to the point where less and less people use cash.

You can still see some now, but in two years, it is estimated that fewer people will use cash.

Boom!

The floor shook, and invisible waves swept over him. Qiao Ji jumped up to the ceiling with a light leap.

Waves bombarded the pillars, stirring up dust.

He hung upside down from the ceiling, "Why do you get into trouble when you don't agree? I actually want to take a rest. It's not good to exercise just after eating."

What responded to him was a long-handled broadsword similar to the Yanyue Sword, which was swung by the general and swept towards him, intending to cut him in half.

Qiao Ji leaned back slightly, and the blade swept over the tip of his nose.

"Which dynasty are you from?"

The adjutant also came forward with a spear, and Qiao Ji shot out a spider silk that stuck to the pillar and pulled him away instantly.

"Looking at the style of your armor, it must have been at least four to five hundred years ago, but I haven't studied it deeply enough, so I don't know if I am right."

With the flash of swords and spears, Qiao Ji was playing with spider silk in this unfinished building, and he swung out while avoiding it.

The two of them chased to the edge of the building and were looking for Qiao Ji in the dark night outside. Suddenly, Qiao Ji bounced back from the outside with the help of spider silk, like a slingshot projectile.

"Wuhu~"

With the help of the elasticity of the spider silk, he was very fast and kicked the adjutant into the air with one kick.

"Aha, I'm back again. By the way, General, are you a dead person?"

The general was silent and slashed down with the big sword. Qiao turned sideways dangerously and watched the blade fall from in front of him.

Then, Qiao Ji took advantage of the situation, stepped the blade into the floor, and patted his chest, "Huh, it's a good thing I don't have a belly, otherwise I would lose two pounds of fat."

The general raised the sword, but he couldn't lift it, as if there was a mountain pressing on it.

So he decisively abandoned the broadsword, pulled out a waist knife from his waist and swept across.

Qiao Ji ducked and dodged again and again, watching the blade pass over his head.

"I haven't lowered my waist for so long that I can't stand it anymore. It seems I should take some time to exercise my flexibility. By the way, are you really all dead? How did you survive after death?"

The general's face was distorted, "You talk too much!"

He roared angrily, his armor clanking, like a humanoid armor, slashing left and right, his sword skills overflowing with murderous intent.