Chapter 1782: Follow the vine

With a loud noise, the bullet burst on the golden light of Fang Chuan's body, forming a tearing wave of air, but Fang Chuan's golden light only stirred up waves.
"not good!"
"Be careful!"
On the contrary, it was the people of the other party. They did not expect that Fang Chuan's defenses were so powerful, and suddenly he was affected by this wave of air.
Bang bang bang--
The three people beside the man were directly blasted out, their expressions ugly to the extreme, and they obviously suffered serious injuries.
They fell to the ground, all sorts of meat and vegetables, and finally got up from the ground.
"you--"
The man was also shocked. He didn't expect that he wasted a magic weapon bullet, and he didn't give him power.
Fang Chuan's mouth twitched, and his feet shook: "This is your arrogant reliance, very weak!"
"I think this is a misunderstanding. We may have recognized the wrong person."
This man also reacted quickly, knowing that he could not provoke Fang Chuan, and quickly changed his face, showing a slight smile.
Then, as soon as he turned around, he was about to leave.
"Stop!" Fang Chuan snorted coldly, "When I am a fool, or when I am a good person? Did I let you go?"
"Big Brother!"
The man turned around and squeezed out a smile: "I said, we have admitted the wrong person, is it unnecessary?"
"No need?"
Fang Chuan's mouth twitched, and his figure suddenly flashed, and almost instantly, he reached the man's body.
Huh!
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the gun in this man's hand fell into Fang Chuan's hand.
Fang Chuan was holding the gun, the black hole of the muzzle, pointing to the man's head, and smiling lightly: "Well, if you shoot me, I will give you a shot?"
"do not!"
The man trembled with fright, with a bitter expression on his face, and quickly raised his hand: "Brother, I was wrong, I can't shoot!"
Fang Chuan smiled and said, "Let's talk about it, who did you send it? Also, what is the origin of this gun? It's not easy for someone who can refine this gun!"
"Big brother, I don't know!" The man waved his hand quickly, "We are just following orders!"
Fang Chuan's eyes flashed: "Whose order?"
"My eldest brother, Qi brother!" the man said quickly, "the boss of the Shanghai Stock Exchange Blood Demon Hall, Xu Ziqi!"
"Blood Demon Hall?"
Fang Chuan frowned, "Is it the Blood Demon Cult?"
"Huh?" The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded helplessly: "Yes!"
"Hehe, your Blood Demon Cult always finds things for me."
Fang Chuan hooked his mouth and waved his hand: "Give you a choice, give me a shot, or take me to find your boss."
"Take you to my boss." The man answered without hesitation, let's live first.
"Okay!" Fang Chuan smiled faintly, "You get in the car, lead the way, don't even want to run. You can't get away."
"I understand." The man nodded quickly.
Afterwards, Fang Chuan leaped slightly and returned to the Ferrari. Those few people also got on their cars separately.
Boom, boom
As soon as they hit the accelerator, they drove another way.
Fang Chuan followed them, and after a short while, he crossed several streets, passed a main road, and then turned into another street.
Finally, their car stopped outside an older building.
The road here is relatively narrow, surrounded by very old trees, making the whole street look a little gloomy.
At night, it makes people panic.
This building is an outdated building built in the 1990s, with lights on and many people living in it.
"This is our Blood Demon Hall." The people in the Blood Demon Hall jumped out of the car, waited for Fang Chuan and the others to come over, and quickly pointed to the Blood Demon Hall building.
"Ok."
Fang Chuan's spiritual consciousness swept over and found that the first and second floors of the building were similar to office spaces. The third floor and above were rooms. Some were used for living, some for exercise, and some equipment and sundries.
There is also a room with a blood pool-like altar, filled with a smell that makes people choking.
"Sixty-five people in total?" Fang Chuan said lightly.
"what?"
The man was taken aback, "You...how did you know?"
Fang Chuan glanced at the man faintly: "You lead the way, I'm going to ask your boss, what he has eaten, he dare to trouble me."
"Yes, yes!" The man nodded quickly, Fang Chuan became more and more terrified in his heart, and he didn't dare to have any other thoughts.
Afterwards, Fang Chuan asked Zhou Zhengfeng to stay outside, and he entered the building alone with the men.
"Brother Ying, are you coming back so soon?" Someone on the first floor saw this man and quickly walked over.
The man glanced at Fang Chuan: "Brother Ying, who is this?"
"It's the person the boss wants." Brother Ying waved his hand, "Is the boss here?"
"Yes!" The person was obviously not as high in status as Brother Ying. After listening to Brother Ying, he didn't dare to ask more and nodded quickly.
"Ok."
Brother Ying took out his style, and then went straight to the elevator.
After a while, they got on the elevator.
"Ge Chi is on the fifth floor. He likes to stay there at night. It is said that he is cultivating, but we dare not go and watch it casually."
Brother Ying pressed a fifth floor, and Fang Chuan said.
Fang Chuan nodded: "It's in the room with the blood pool. I don't know how many people he killed before he made that thing."
"Do you also know this?" Ying Ge's heart trembled, and he felt more and more mysterious in front of him.
Fang Chuan's mouth twitched: "How many people did you kill, do you remember?"
"I, I haven't killed anyone." Ying Ge hurriedly waved his hand, "I only help Qi Ge, but I don't kill anyone."
"Ha ha."
Fang Chuan smiled and didn't say much. There was also a lot of evil spirits in Ying Ge, obviously he did not kill less, but he just ignored it for the time being.
After a while, the elevator stopped on the fifth floor.
Fang Chuan and Ying Ge and others walked out of the elevator.
Now, he had locked the person named Xu Ziqi and went straight to the door of Xu Ziqi's room.
Xu Ziqi was sitting cross-legged, one hand soaking in the pool of blood, and one hand squeezing a gesture, his expression looked very hideous.
Streaks of blood entangled in Xu Ziqi's hand, submerged in his body.
This is a very evil practice method!
In this era of the end of the law, the effect of conventional cultivation is not good, but the evil methods can allow people to gain strength quickly.
"Ok?"
Xu Ziqi's perception ability is also very strong. When Fang Chuan and others came to the door, he suddenly opened his eyes.
A trace of anger flashed across his face, and he looked at the direction of the door: "Eagle, is it time for you to come here?"
"Brother Qi..."
After listening to Xu Ziqi's words, the eagle couldn't help but shudder, and said quickly: "I have something important to report to Brother Qi."
"Without further ado."
Fang Chuan didn't wait for them to continue speaking at all. He stepped forward and kicked the door to pieces with a bang.
With a clatter, the sawdust flew across, like a torrent, blasting towards Xu Ziqi. "Death!" In Xu Ziqi's eyes, there was a flash of murder!