Urban Demon Slayer

Just as he walked to the door, Wang Qianchen heard the eighth prince sitting up in another room.

That is to say, he has excellent hearing, otherwise he would not have been able to detect it.

The Eighth Prince was pretending to sleep just now?

Doubt him?

Also, from the confinement of the old lair in Taihang Cave to the second leak on the Fenhe River, even if I didn't expect it at first, and then gradually calmed down, even if there is no tangible evidence, according to normal people's thinking, Wang Qianchen must be suspected. of.

Wang Qianchen calmly went to the bathroom, relieved himself, and then went back to his room to sleep.

The Eighth Prince also lay down.

That night, Wang Qianchen did not dare to act rashly, and could only think about the next plan in his mind.

…

Shangjing City, a detention center.

At ten o'clock in the evening, a slightly tired middle-aged man walked out.

"Elder Ma!"

Several disciples wearing Qingcheng Mountain uniforms immediately came forward to greet him. They had been waiting here for a long time.

"I just injured a demon slayer with no background, but he imprisoned me for so long, Song Chongjian

It’s really cruel! "Elder Ma gritted his teeth, his eyes still flashing with hatred.

Elder Ma previously attacked Wang Qianchen in the training camp and was sent to a military court by Song Chongjian. He was eventually sentenced to several months for assault. This was the result of Qingcheng Mountain's multi-party operations.

"Elder Ma, the deputy head said, let's stop Wan Long's matter, and don't look for that Wang Qianchen for the time being..." One of the disciples said softly.

"Why?" Elder Ma frowned.

"Well... the deputy head said that it feels like Song Chongjian is protecting that kid, and looking for him again is like plucking the hair from a tiger's butt!" The disciple sighed softly.

"Then Wan Long died in vain?!" Elder Ma raised his eyebrows.

"No, the deputy head means to take the right path and find evidence that Wang Qianchen killed Wan Long..."

"If I could fucking find it, I would have found it a long time ago!" Elder Ma was extremely angry and continued: "Where did Wang Qianchen go after he graduated?"

"I went to Luzhou City. Now I am a captain. I have two members from the Earth Realm under me..."

"Let's go directly to Luzhou City. I don't believe it. It's so far away from Shangjing, and Song Chongjian can still protect him!" Elder Ma waved his hand, got into the car with several disciples, and ran all night!

Shangjing City and Luzhou City are both in the north, and it only takes five or six hours to drive without stopping.

…

Luzhou City.

The next morning, at dawn, the Eighth Prince got up.

Hearing him getting up, Wang Qianchen also left the house.

"Good morning, Eighth Prince!"

"Well, morning!"

The Eighth Prince nodded and walked into the bathroom, observing Wang Qianchen with his peripheral vision.

"I'm going out to buy some food and I'll be back soon!" Wang Qianchen opened the door and walked out.

The Eighth Prince dodged and followed quietly.

He knew that Wang Qianchen was actually a dog with a strong sense of smell and hearing, so he did not follow him too closely and always kept a distance of hundreds of meters.

——Hundred meters, which is already very far for ordinary people, but not bad for a monster in the wall realm. Wang Qianchen can't escape every move.

past his eyes.

To be honest, the Eighth Prince did not want to doubt Wang Qianchen. After all, he was a monster with the spirit of a dog emperor. Yesterday, he and Lang Baibai became sworn brothers. However, collusion between monsters and monster slayers is not uncommon.

But after being targeted by demon-slayers twice in a row, the Eighth Prince must ensure that Wang Qianchen is safe, otherwise there will be another time.

…

Wang Qianchen walked a few hundred meters away to the morning market.

Within the scope of his perception, he did not find the existence of the Eighth Prince. Even if his sense of smell and hearing were activated together, he could not find this person. But he did not relax his vigilance, knowing that the Eighth Prince must be watching him secretly.

If you want to get rid of the Eighth Prince's suspicion and spread the news, you can't borrow a mobile phone.

Arriving in front of a fried dough stick stall, Wang Qianchen raised his head and handed over a ten-dollar bill without waiting for the boss to speak. He also squeezed the back of the boss's hand.

The boss was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw that among the ten dollars, there was also a hundred yuan stacked in a triangle.

The next second, Wang Qianchen again

A note was thrust into the boss's hand.

"A pound of fried dough sticks." Wang Qianchen smiled.

Wang Qianchen turned around and left with the fried dough sticks that had just come out of the pan. The boss looked down at the note, which read: I have been controlled by a pyramid scheme. There are more than a hundred people on the other side. Help me inform my family. I will give you a message after the incident is completed. Ten thousand yuan in benefits. Remember, call again in ten minutes.

There is also a string of mobile phone numbers attached at the back.

Most people may not dare to take care of this kind of thing, but if you help notify the family and get 10,000 yuan in benefits, it is well worth the risk.

However, I don’t know whether the boss will make this call or not.

Therefore, Wang Qianchen was gambling.

Without a mobile phone and being watched by the Eighth Prince, this was his only way to deliver the message.

Wang Qianchen carried the fried dough sticks and walked slowly towards Zhezhe's car wash shop.

There was still no sign of the Eighth Prince in his sight. The old man could indeed hide it better than anyone else.

"[Qingming Space]."

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded.

(End of chapter)