I Made the Myth Template

A van went from far to near, turned the corner, and soon appeared in Su Heng's field of vision.

He had thought that the van happened to pass by this road, but it didn't.

"It's stabbed!"

Accompanied by a screeching screech of brakes.

The white van drifted, the tires cut two black marks on the concrete floor, and stopped in front of Su Heng, the bright lights enveloped him.

After the van stopped, two social gangsters, one fat and one thin, opened the door, got out of the car, and came to Su Heng's side.

"Do you often come here to exercise?"

The man who spoke was tall and chubby, with two black dragons caught by Zhang Yawu tattooed on his arms, and his face was full of flesh.

"Um."

Su Heng snorted, nodded, and took a small step back, posing as if he had never seen anything in the world and was frightened.

"Then you're not too brave." Another gangster, with a pockmarked face, was sneering arrogantly, "A person who comes to this kind of place at night."

"Have you seen these two people?"

They didn't want to hear Su Heng explain, they took out two photos.

In the photo, they are the two unlucky **** who died in Su Heng's hands more than ten days ago.

Seeing those two faces in the photo with relatively deep memories, Su Heng's heart moved slightly.

I finally found it, and it's not in vain for me to stay here for so long.

"I have seen."

Su Heng's face showed a somewhat nervous look, and he said in a solemn manner. But he was thinking about whether he would have a chance to use these two guys to find the nest of this group of people later.

If there is no mistake in his previous judgment.

This group of people should be an organization specializing in collecting real relics. As long as they can find their stronghold, it is possible to follow the clues and find a large number of real relics.

There is still one hundred and fifty real points left before unlocking the next template.

If I'm lucky this time, maybe...

Thinking of this, Su Heng looked at these two guys with a trace of greed in his eyes.

Fortunately, Su Heng kept his head down and didn't say a word. These two young people in society looked like they were used to being lawless, and they didn't notice Xiao Jiujiu in Su Heng's heart at all.

"It's good to see it."

The black dragon tattooed man casually stuffed the photo in his trouser pocket, "Come with us, our boss wants to see you."

"Go...where?"

Su Heng looked at the two with a little "fear", and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Stop being wordy, if you want to go, you can go, don't you want to be beaten!" Another stronger man scolded unceremoniously, his black nose hair swaying when he spoke.

He took a step forward and raised his hand to greet Su Heng's face.

Su Heng was so frightened that he shouted, "I'll go, I'll go, don't hit me."

"Forget it, there's no need to waste time here." The tall and fat tattooed man stretched out his hand to press down his companion.

The two of them led Su Heng to the back seat of the van, one on the left and one on the right, and happened to keep Su Heng in the middle.

The driver stepped on the accelerator, and with a roar, the van started and quickly left this abandoned industrial area.

"It looks like these two guys should be the ones I'm not sure I killed."

Su Heng sat in the van, closed his eyes, but was thinking about it in his heart, "There is a very high chance that a conflict will break out later. I still need to find a way to hide my identity."

……

About twenty minutes later.

The white van stopped on a lonely street.

Under the leadership of the black dragon tattooed man, Su Heng got out of the car, looked up and saw the big characters "Qingcheng" flashing colorful red lights in the deadly street.

"Look at Nima! Look again and I'll have your eyes gouged out!"

The other thinner pock-faced **** cursed loudly, stretched out his hand and pushed him.

But Su Heng's body didn't move at all. Instead, the pockmarked face almost stumbled and fell to the ground. He raised his head in shock and anger, and saw those calm and pitch-black pupils.

The gangster shuddered, a suffocating fear spread from the bottom of his heart, and the cold sweat fell all at once.

Su Heng turned around and calmly entered the center under the leadership of the tattooed man.

The neon flashes and the sound waves roar.

The scene inside and outside is completely different. In the hall, countless men and women dance closely together, and there are some unconscious drunks lying in the corners.

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol, smoke, and the smell of body fluids with a foul smell of erosion.

"The closer you get to extinction, the crazier you are."

It was the first time he had seen such a lively scene since he came to this world for more than half a year, but he only found it noisy.

Go up the stairs and come to a box on the inner side of the corridor on the second floor.

The black dragon tattooed man knocked on the door.

"Brother, I am Achen, I have brought you here."

Dangdang.

The door of the box was opened by the two younger brothers who were serving here.

In the room, a middle-aged chunky man with a gold chain around his neck is holding two scantily clad and hot little girls in his hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~ stubby fingers are on the bodies of the two young girls Go downstream.

Whenever she touches sensitive parts, it will attract the girl's gentle and charming laughter.

In the corner of the spacious box, there are seven or eight young people who look like horses.

Su Heng's gaze first lingered on the man with a golden chain, and then he focused his attention on the tall, middle-aged man in a black suit behind the man with a golden chain.

The man has a broad chest and obvious muscular lines. At first glance, he looks like a trainer.

"Bring someone in."

The chunky man who looked like the boss reached out and patted his girlfriend's butt. The two little girls snorted and got up and left obediently.

Entering the private room, the chunky man pointed at the sofa opposite, "Sit down."

When he stretched out his hand, the shirt on his body moved, revealing a dark red scar that looked like a centipede.

Su Heng glanced left and right, and then sat in front of the fat man with some restraint.

Ma Zai next to Fatty lit a cigarette for Fatty, Fatty took a sip, and looked at Su Heng through the clouds, "My name is Qinglong, everyone on the road calls me Brother Long, this time I called you here, you know why Bar."

It could be seen that this fat man named Qinglong wanted to create the image of a gang leader in order to put pressure on Su Heng.

However, his nondescript appearance seemed a bit ridiculous in Su Heng's eyes.

"I know, those two big brothers already told me when we were on the road just now."

Su Heng nodded cooperatively. At the same time, out of the corner of his eyes, he found a safe in the corner.

He thought about it and guessed that what was in the safe was probably the real relic he had been looking for.