Chapter 22: Location tracking

When leaving Jinhai Pavilion, Chen Si was quite enthusiastic and insisted on sending Yang Zilei home.
Yang Zilei doesn't matter, he knows that he will not let go of the gambling house every day tonight, and he will be accompanied by one more person.
When passing by a blacksmith's shop, Yang Zilei used a thousand taels of gold to wipe out the black iron and other metal equipment in the shop.
This time the phagocytic metal conversion has directly gained 730 strengthening points.
Looking at the metal that had suddenly disappeared, Chen Si didn't think much about it, thinking that Yang Zilei had taken it into the storage ring and planned to bring it to the master refiner.
Yang Zilei moved his mind and called up the light curtain information panel.
Host: Yang Zilei
Cultivation: the early stage of Lingmai realm ‘+’ (0/6400)
Wuhun: Second Grade Wuhun assault rifle ‘+’ (0/1000)
Martial Arts: Fragmented Dragon Shadow Step of "Nine Dragons Good Fortune Art"
Weapon: AK47 assault rifle
Strengthening point: 4620
After scanning the information, Yang Zilei tapped the ‘+’ directly in the Wuhun attribute column.
"Ding, the upgrade is successful, and it has evolved into the third-rank martial arts submachine gun form, and has acquired a talent skill, positioning and tracking."
Suddenly, Yang Zilei clearly felt the gun spirit in the sea of ​​Dantian caves, and while squirming quickly, it suddenly changed into a gun shape similar to a'bison submachine gun'.
Seeing this change, Yang Zilei's eyes lit up.
Unexpectedly, this Wuhun evolution has an extra talent skill, location tracking!
Yang Zilei was quite surprised.
In other words, even if he shoots with his eyes closed, he can follow his thoughts and achieve the effect of hitting every shot!
And just as Yang Zilei had guessed, the information displayed on the light curtain was upgraded to a fourth-grade martial arts spirit, and the strengthening points increased by several times. It would take 2000 to upgrade again.
Because I want to leave some strengthening points as working capital when discussing business tomorrow.
Regarding this, Yang Zilei did not continue to upgrade his martial arts, and left the blacksmith shop with his daughter.
Out of the shop, it was late at night outside.
Compared with the daytime, the streets are much deserted.
call--!
A shady night breeze blew, and the little guy in his arms moved slightly.
Yang Zilei looked down, but saw that his daughter Chenchen had already woke up.
"Dad, why did I fall asleep while eating?"
Yang Chenchen's sleepy eyes were dim, and his cute little face was a little confused.
Obviously, she still didn't know that she had awakened the Ninth Grade Martial Spirit "Ice Phoenix".
"You are too sleepy, Dad will take you home to rest now."
Yang Zilei smiled and touched his daughter's head. He didn't intend to speak out now, but instead was thinking about finding a reliable Martial Mansion for his daughter to study.
After all, his own strength depends on the systematic sales of armed forces to gain improvement, and he cannot give Chenchen better training resources.
Moreover, with Yang Chenchen's enchanting level of martial arts talent, once it is exposed, all high-level martial arts in Tianyan Continent will probably rush to recruit her as a direct disciple.
In this way, Yang Zilei took his daughter's little hand and walked the street under the moonlight.
Chen Si stared at the two figures in front of him, one big and one small, feeling that the picture of the father and daughter was extremely warm.
When Yang Zilei and the others turned into an alley, suddenly a gloomy laughter sounded: "Hey, I finally caught your prodigal!"
Hearing the movement, Yang Zilei stopped, and his eyes swept forward vigilantly.
With the help of moonlight, two figures came out at the end of the alley.
One of the middle-aged brawny, Yang Zilei knew from the memory of his predecessor, that he was Leihuo, the master of the gambling house every day.
The other person, who had never seen him before, was a cold-faced young man in white clothes with a long sword tied behind his back.
At this moment, the white-clothed youth was staring at him sharply, his eyes full of undisguised murderous intent.
"Ye Han!"
A hint of surprise flashed in Chen Si's eyes. He knew that Yang Zilei had killed Scar Qiang at the gambling house.
Unexpectedly, Ye Han received the message so quickly and rushed to Qingyang City to take revenge.
"Master Yang, this young man in white clothes is called Ye Han. He is a disciple of the Cangqiang Wufu. It is said that he has just broken through the early stage of the Spirit Vein Realm a while ago, and his strength should not be underestimated."
Chen Si hurriedly suggested in a low voice: "We should return to Jinhai Pavilion as soon as possible, and don't head to them..."
However, before they finished speaking, the alley behind them suddenly sounded footsteps, and more than 20 gambling house thugs suddenly poured out, completely blocking Yang Zilei's retreat.
Yang Zilei's eyes sinking slightly, it seems that these people have been lying in ambush here.
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