Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

With the character of those rats in the shell organization, they would definitely not take such a big risk to attack a small caravan unless necessary.

There must be someone or something in this caravan worthy of attack by the Shell organization, and Zhang Yifeng is more inclined to the former possibility.

With a little thought, you can understand that the Shell Organization here in Neptune City specializes in developing experimental subjects that can adapt to the flesh and blood of demons.

Therefore, in this small caravan, there is a high probability that there are experimental candidates needed by the shell organization of Neptune City.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up slightly. In this case, Zhang Yifeng must take care of this nosy matter.

If this person could be found, Zhang Yifeng wouldn't have to take the initiative to find the Shell Organization in Neptune City, he could just wait for them to come.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng looked down and saw a group of black-clad and masked monks from the Shell Organization blocking the middle of the road. The horses of the caravan were frightened to the spot with just their momentum.

No matter how many times the grooms beat the frightened horses, they remained unmoved and stopped in place.

Now even a fool can see that the black-clothed monks in front of them are evil.

The caravan's guards immediately rushed out, trying to repel these guys who were blocking the way.

However, before he could get close, he was attacked by bursts of black energy, and his limbs were torn off on the spot and were still on the ground.

After a while, all the guards of the caravan gathered together, guarding the caravan owner with cautious eyes.

"Everyone, if you need anything, just say it. As long as it is something I have, I can give it to you. I just ask you not to hurt me. I am walking in the fairy world to earn a living. There is really no need to fight with you adults. It's a matter of life and death."

The owner of the caravan is a little old man who looks about fifty or sixty years old. His appearance seems to be a bit calculating. He said with a panic at this moment.

"Humph, old man, we are afraid that you don't want to give us what we want."

One of the monks from the Shell Organization spoke up and said in a sarcastic tone.

"What are you talking about, sir? As long as it is not the life of the little old man, if the adults just say what they like, the little old man will never frown."

The caravan boss said with a smile on his face, but the words from the other side made him instantly break what he had said.

"Oh? Then we want the mermaid monster from your caravan. As long as you give it to us, everything will be easy."

After hearing this, the caravan owner frowned instantly.

How did these people know that he had a mermaid monster in his hand? Could it be that there was a traitor in the caravan?

The caravan owner carefully looked at the expressions of the confidants around him and found that they all had a look of fear on their faces.

What's more, he also knew that his subordinates were less courageous than him, so how could they dare to betray him.

"Haha, where did these adults get this gossip? I don't have any magical beasts from the mermaid clan at all. Please don't be misled by thoughtful people."

The caravan boss said with an innocent face, as if he really didn't know how this mermaid monster could be the same.

"Ha, I told you that you definitely wouldn't hand it over to us directly."

The shell cultivator who had just spoken sneered, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

If there wasn't accurate information from within the organization, he might have believed the old man's lies.

"Sir, I really don't have anything here..."

Before the caravan boss finished speaking, a burst of black energy struck quickly, instantly knocking over one of the guards beside the caravan boss.

"Do it."

The leading monk from the Shell Organization, who was full of devilish aura, didn't waste any words. He shouted lowly and instantly the people around him all shot out several streams of blood energy.

The guards on the caravan owner's side had never experienced such a battle. They were all low-level monks who came to make a living, and they quickly defeated a large number of them.

When the remaining monks saw this situation, they didn't dare to stay here anymore, and they wanted to run away.

However, as soon as the leading monk who was full of demon aura raised his hand, a black curtain rose from the surrounding area, covering the entire surrounding area of ​​several hundred meters in the black curtain.

Zhang Yifeng saw the black curtain rising and quickly lowered it. The thing almost locked him out.

Looking at the people below who had not noticed him yet, Zhang Yifeng was not in a hurry to help. Anyway, these people from the Shell Organization would definitely not kill anyone unless they got the mermaid.

And Zhang Yifeng also wanted to see what this murloc was.

The guards who tried to escape ran into the black screen and were directly knocked back by the powerful force. They fell to the ground and fainted with a tilt of their heads.

The caravan boss looked at the black curtain rising around him, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"My lords, if you have anything to say, this thing is indeed in the hands of my caravan!"

The caravan boss still couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and said with a trembling voice.

"Humph, it would have been better if we had been so well-behaved earlier, why would we have to waste so much energy?"

The monk from the Shell Organization who made the noise at the beginning said with a cold snort.

"I will send the magical beast to you adults right now. Please be patient."

The caravan boss wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly called his men to walk with him to the carriage at the rear of the caravan.

Seeing that the caravan boss was about to take out what they wanted, the leader of the Shell Organization monk nodded to the people around him.

"After we get the monster, we will wipe out everyone. Our traces cannot be exposed."

A cold whisper sounded, and the monk thought he was very concealed by using sound transmission.

However, under Zhang Yifeng's investigation, the content of the sound transmission was nowhere to be hidden.

With a slight movement in his eyes, Zhang Yifeng knew that it was almost time for him to take action.

The caravan boss and several of his men moved an iron cage wrapped in black cloth from the carriage at the rear with difficulty.

After struggling to move the iron cage in front of several people from the Shell Organization, the caravan boss smiled and pulled off the black cloth.

I saw a girl with a body and a fish tail lying in the iron cage, curled up in the iron cage with a pale face, and a sharp arrow stuck in her abdomen.

"It's really a mermaid?"

Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed surprise. This caravan actually caught a mermaid.

After a moment of shock, Zhang Yifeng continued to look at the situation on the battlefield.

"My lords, I have taken out this mermaid, can you please let the little old man take the others away?"

"Of course, I'll send you on your way."

The monk from the Shell Organization who first replied smiled slightly and said in a cold tone.

The next moment, several streams of blood energy were shot out from the hands of the Shell Organization members at the same time, and swept towards the caravan bosses.

"Why don't you keep your words!"

The caravan boss looked at the flying bloody sword in horror and shouted in despair.