The Mightiest Little Peasant

"What clue?" Tang Hao asked. (Pinyin of bi qi wu)

He looked a little dignified. Since Daoist Changqing is in Lingxi, doesn't it mean that the clue is also in Lingxi?

Is Wang Changsheng also in Lingxi? Or, is it around Lingxi?

Either way, it's definitely not good news.

Daoist Changqing propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed, and said, "I heard Senior Brother Xuanling say that after the Nansha World War, the Demon Wang disappeared, and he couldn't find it no matter how he looked for it, so it is inferred that he was hiding. Up, resting."

"This undoubtedly made the search more difficult, and he mobilized me."

"Originally, I also wanted to try it. If I can find it, it will be a merit. Maybe, there is a possibility of re-entering the Maoshan Gate Wall."

"I've been looking for it for more than a month, and I didn't find any clues. I wanted to give up, but I didn't expect that, by accident, I found the clue."

Speaking of this, Changqing Dao grinned, showing a bit of pride.

Then, he continued: "A few days ago, I was in a county and saw the news of the blood shortage in the local newspaper, calling on citizens to donate blood actively."

"Originally, this was nothing, but on a whim, I checked and found that there was another blood shortage in this county more than ten days ago, which is a bit unusual."

"The official statement is that the blood consumption has surged during this period, but I went to the hospital to check, and there was no such thing at all."

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. At that time, I felt it was wrong!"

"However, at that time, I didn't think it would be related to Demon Wang. After all, it is related to blood. There are many possibilities. The biggest possibility is vampires."

"The idea of ​​vampires hitting the blood station is not once or twice. But I went to the blood station to check, and stayed there for a few days. Good guy, it turned out that the Wang family's remnants were doing the trick."

"They control the blood bank by fostering proxies and stealing blood from it."

"Then check again. There are several counties in Z province and several neighboring provinces. However, they are very smart. Each county is far apart."

Listening, Tang Hao gradually frowned.

Behind the Wang family remnants,

Then the ** is not far from ten, but what does the old thief Wang want blood for?

By the way, old thief Wang is practicing evil arts, and blood is a tonic. Although this kind of blood is not as good as blood essence, as long as the amount is sufficient, it is still very effective.

This old thief was quite shrewd. He knew that Mao Shan was staring at him, and he didn't dare to show his face to look for some rare and strange beast. Instead, he started the idea of ​​a blood station.

"Lingxi's blood station, there is also a problem?" Tang Hao said solemnly.

The Taoist priest nodded, and then he showed an angry look.

"This stationmaster of your Lingxi Blood Station is simply a bastard. He looks like a pig, has a fat brain, and has a particularly fierce temper. Half of my injuries were all caused by him."

"It seems that his surname is Hu, what is his name Dahai, by the way, it is Hu Dahai! Those bastards call him Big Dahai!"

When Tang Hao heard it, he almost spit out a mouthful of saliva.

Hu Dahai?

Why is it him again!

Tang Hao was a little speechless, thinking that this guy, why can't he do something good, the first time, embarrassing Yan'er, the second time, forcibly demolishing and recruiting, and this third time, he was a lackey for the Wang family's remaining evildoers.

Daoist Changqing was startled and said, "Why, do you know this person?"

"I know, there have been a lot of grievances. He was locked in a while ago, but he didn't expect to do this again after he came out." Tang Hao said.

"Ah? They've all been locked up, no wonder!" Daoist Changqing was stunned.

Then, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "This fat fat man, if I hadn't been afraid of revealing his identity, I would have turned him into a pig's head."

Tang Hao smiled and said, "This fat fat man is indeed very arrogant and hateful. Otherwise, we will go to him now to settle the account."

The Taoist priest was startled, "This...you see that I'm like this, how do I go, and besides, isn't it going to startle the snake by asking him to settle the account?"

"Don't be afraid! He knows me, and I have a grudge against him. Besides, it would be even better if the remnants of the Wang family could be brought out, and they would be arrested together, to force the whereabouts of the old thief Wang, and then go straight to the den of thieves. ."

The Taoist priest was stunned again, a little stunned.

This plan is too simple and crude.

Then, he smiled wryly.

That's right, his strength is low, and he can only be cautious, but this one, with high strength, I heard that he is now comparable to the senior brother. It is not like playing with a few Wang family remnants.

He shook his head, feeling emotional.

Then, Tang Hao took out a few herbs, made medicine, and gave it to the Taoist priest to speed up the recovery of the wound.

About half an hour later, the Taoist priest recovered to a slack. Tang Hao called Captain Gao again and told him to leave it alone, and then took the Taoist priest out of the hospital.

Blood Station, Station Master's Office.

Hu Dahai sat there, leaning back, sinking into the leather seat, his legs raised, and resting on the desk.

He was a little thinner, his hair was combed upside down, moussed, shiny, and he was wearing a white lab coat and black-rimmed glasses, looking like a dog.

On ten fingers, the rings were gone.

Between the fingers of his right hand, he held a cigar.

He took a sip and narrowed his eyes comfortably, almost groaning. With a slight spit, the smoke rose up.

In the smoke of this curling Na, he saw heaven!

On the table, there is fine wine, and in the cabinet, there is a large amount of cash. Not far away, two little beauties in nurse uniforms are wiping the chairs hard, their pretty hips twisting, ouch! So tempting!

Here, not what heaven is!

One more sip of Meimei, and he would float up all over.

Happy, so happy!

Thinking again, he felt more and more happy about the unbearable experience before, and he was about to cry.

He became nothing twice, but he survived all of them. After each time, he became better. He felt that his life was like Xiaoqiang, and even he admired himself a little.

He, Hu Dahai, must be a favored person, and even God is helping him. When he first came out and was poor, an opportunity fell from the sky and found him automatically.

That guy in a black suit with a face as cold as ice, gave him everything, and all he asked him to do was steal some blood, which was simply too simple.

Moreover, that guy is not an ordinary person, and it seems that he will use strange methods, which makes him even more in awe.

He even played a small abacus and begged this guy to avenge him in the future.

He, Hu Dahai, had never hated a person so much in his life. That stinky boy was his nemesis. He became nothing twice, all because of that boy.

He could only dream of killing that kid!

Thinking of that kid, he couldn't help showing his resentment.

After a while, the hatred disappeared, and the mood became happy again.

"At a time like this, it's time to have fun and think about what that kid is doing!" he muttered, and took a hard puff of his cigar.

Then, he picked up the glass on the table and drank.

With a wretched smile on his face, he said to the two women, "Little beauty, come here, come here."

The two suddenly twisted their waists, one left and one right, leaning on him, Yingying Yanyan's, making him very unhappy.

He kissed one on the left, one on the right, and walked up and down with both hands, trembling with happiness.

It's heaven!

He squinted his eyes and let out the same emotion again.

But at this moment, there was a commotion outside, mixed with a few muffled groans. Then, with a bang, the door was kicked open.

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