Chapter 3108: indepth
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After going all the way through alleys and alleys, Zhang Yifeng and the monk in black finally stopped in front of an alley near the southern city wall of Jijiang City.
After the black-clothed monk stepped forward and pressed it twice on the wall at the end of the alley, the token gap needed to be displayed for the first entry appeared on the wall.
When Zhang Yifeng saw this, he would take out his inspection token and put it on it.
Unexpectedly, the black-clothed cultivator stopped Zhang Yifeng.
"It's not necessary for your lord to do this. If you use your token to enter the underground blood market, I'm afraid your identity will be fed back to the headquarters."
The black-clothed cultivator said to Zhang Yifeng with a look of flattery. Zhang Yifeng raised his brows when he heard the words. It seemed that the underground blood market in Jijiang City was still connected to the core of the Shell Organization headquarters.
"Well, it's not convenient for me to be exposed in the sight of the southern headquarters, so you can replace me."
Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly, and the black-clothed cultivator took out his token and pressed it on the gap.
The token covered the gap, and a blood-red light suddenly lit up. There were bursts of machine sounds, and a dark passage leading to the underground gradually opened.
"Lord Inspector, please."
The secret passage opened, and the black-clothed cultivator took off the token and said respectfully to Zhang Yifeng.
"Ok."
Zhang Yifeng was not polite either, he glanced at the black-clothed cultivator lightly, and walked down the secret passage first.
The black-clothed cultivator followed behind Zhang Yifeng, walking carefully beside Zhang Yifeng all the way.
It is said that accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. Although the black-clothed cultivator has never served the emperor, he already has this feeling when he is with Zhang Yifeng.
Fortunately, they soon came to a black iron gate.
The black-clothed cultivator stepped forward and knocked on the black iron gate according to certain rules. After a while, a small crack was opened on the gate.
One eye observed Zhang Yifeng and the black-clothed cultivator through the gap, and when he saw Zhang Yifeng, the person behind the black iron gate let out a skepticism.
"Huh? Who is he, and why did he bring outsiders to the underground blood market!"
A cold questioning voice suddenly came from behind the black iron gate, as if the black-clothed cultivator could not explain clearly, he would be killed on the spot.
"What do you know, a gatekeeper, either let me bring this lord in quickly, or let the supervisor come out to meet this lord in person."
The black-clothed cultivator said coldly, facing the icy tone of the person behind the black iron gate without any fear.
Hearing what the black-clothed cultivator said, the cultivator in charge of guarding behind the black iron gate was also shocked.
If the black-clothed cultivator dared to say that, he must be relying on the people around him.
But he has never seen this person in Ji Jiangcheng's shell organization, and there is no record of this person even in the data in the core of the headquarters.
So who is this guy, and why did he come back with the captain of the Black Fox Squad?
And looking at the appearance of the black fox captain fox fake tiger, this person's identity in the organization is probably not low.
Eyeballs turned slightly, and the cultivator behind the black iron gate gritted his teeth and opened the black iron gate directly.
The huge black iron door slammed open, and Zhang Yifeng and the monk in black walked into the room behind the black iron door.
"Good job, and soon you'll know you didn't do anything wrong."
The black-clothed cultivator showed a mysterious smile, patted the shoulder of the cultivator in charge of guarding the Xuantiemen, and led Zhang Yifeng into the underground blood market.
The underground blood market in Jijiang City is quite prosperous, with monks coming and going on the road.
Even some cultivators did not cover their faces. This kind of reckless behavior was naturally due to the disappearance of City Lord Ji Jiang.
If the order of Jijiang City is as usual, naturally no one dares to go to the underground blood market so blatantly.
Even the flow of people in the underground blood market will not be so large, because the city owner Ji Jiang knows the location of the underground blood market.
Basically every once in a while, City Lord Ji Jiang has to bring people to the underground blood market to make a scene.
Fortunately, City Lord Ji Jiang has been detained by them in a place where no one can find them, so there is no need to worry that City Lord Ji Jiang will send someone to interfere with them.
And in just another day, if City Lord Ji Jiang does not appear, Ji Jiang City will elect the next City Lord.
The position of this city lord has long been in the hands of their shell organization, and the candidate has long been determined.
After tomorrow, the entire Jijiang City will fall into their hands.
Thinking of this, the black-clothed cultivator couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth, with a happy look in his eyes.
Zhang Yifeng followed the black-clothed cultivator and walked in the direction of the director of the blood market.
Many monks on the road were surprised when they saw the monk in black following Zhang Yifeng.
Not to mention some monks of the shell organization, when they saw the black monks appear so blatantly on the streets of the blood market, their eyes almost popped out.
Finally, with the two being watched, they came to the position of the director of the blood market.
It was just that the director of the blood market had already received information before the two arrived, and learned that Zhang Yifeng and the black-clothed cultivator were coming towards him.
The head of the blood market frowned and looked at Zhang Yifeng, who was walking towards him. After looking for a long time, he could not see anything in Zhang Yifeng that deserved his attention.
Turning to look at the black-clothed cultivator, the director of the blood market said in a cold tone.
"Heihu, I remember that the task I assigned you was to lead someone to stare at Tongtian Pavilion. What? Did you take my order as the northwest wind, and dare to take such an irrelevant person with you? Come to the blood market to find me, your courage is getting bigger and bigger."
The director of the blood market snorted coldly, and at the same time, two figures with daggers slowly emerged behind the director of the blood market, staring at Zhang Yifeng with gloomy eyes.
Zhang Yifeng looked at the director of the blood market who was suspected of dismounting, and his face gradually became cold.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing."
Zhang Yifeng's icy voice slowly spit out, and the Hei Yi cultivator on the side was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly took a few steps back.
The blood market supervisor saw the black-clothed cultivator taking a few steps back, but without any hesitation, he glanced coldly at the two behind him.
No matter who this person is, if he dares to invade the underground blood market so blatantly, that is to ignore him.
For such a person, the director of the blood market will naturally not show mercy.
"act recklessly."
A cold cry came out, and two figures flew out from behind the director of the blood market at the same time, and a dazzling cold light flashed in front of Zhang Yifeng's eyes.
The next second, Zhang Yifeng, who was standing still, only felt two strands of cold air pass across his neck.
Then there is no feeling.
Touching the neck, the wound had recovered before bleeding, and Zhang Yifeng raised his brows slightly.
"That's it?"
The moment the voice fell, Zhang Yifeng had disappeared in place, with cracks on the bricks under his feet.
"Don't hold this dangerous toy casually."
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After going all the way through alleys and alleys, Zhang Yifeng and the monk in black finally stopped in front of an alley near the southern city wall of Jijiang City.
After the black-clothed monk stepped forward and pressed it twice on the wall at the end of the alley, the token gap needed to be displayed for the first entry appeared on the wall.
When Zhang Yifeng saw this, he would take out his inspection token and put it on it.
Unexpectedly, the black-clothed cultivator stopped Zhang Yifeng.
"It's not necessary for your lord to do this. If you use your token to enter the underground blood market, I'm afraid your identity will be fed back to the headquarters."
The black-clothed cultivator said to Zhang Yifeng with a look of flattery. Zhang Yifeng raised his brows when he heard the words. It seemed that the underground blood market in Jijiang City was still connected to the core of the Shell Organization headquarters.
"Well, it's not convenient for me to be exposed in the sight of the southern headquarters, so you can replace me."
Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly, and the black-clothed cultivator took out his token and pressed it on the gap.
The token covered the gap, and a blood-red light suddenly lit up. There were bursts of machine sounds, and a dark passage leading to the underground gradually opened.
"Lord Inspector, please."
The secret passage opened, and the black-clothed cultivator took off the token and said respectfully to Zhang Yifeng.
"Ok."
Zhang Yifeng was not polite either, he glanced at the black-clothed cultivator lightly, and walked down the secret passage first.
The black-clothed cultivator followed behind Zhang Yifeng, walking carefully beside Zhang Yifeng all the way.
It is said that accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. Although the black-clothed cultivator has never served the emperor, he already has this feeling when he is with Zhang Yifeng.
Fortunately, they soon came to a black iron gate.
The black-clothed cultivator stepped forward and knocked on the black iron gate according to certain rules. After a while, a small crack was opened on the gate.
One eye observed Zhang Yifeng and the black-clothed cultivator through the gap, and when he saw Zhang Yifeng, the person behind the black iron gate let out a skepticism.
"Huh? Who is he, and why did he bring outsiders to the underground blood market!"
A cold questioning voice suddenly came from behind the black iron gate, as if the black-clothed cultivator could not explain clearly, he would be killed on the spot.
"What do you know, a gatekeeper, either let me bring this lord in quickly, or let the supervisor come out to meet this lord in person."
The black-clothed cultivator said coldly, facing the icy tone of the person behind the black iron gate without any fear.
Hearing what the black-clothed cultivator said, the cultivator in charge of guarding behind the black iron gate was also shocked.
If the black-clothed cultivator dared to say that, he must be relying on the people around him.
But he has never seen this person in Ji Jiangcheng's shell organization, and there is no record of this person even in the data in the core of the headquarters.
So who is this guy, and why did he come back with the captain of the Black Fox Squad?
And looking at the appearance of the black fox captain fox fake tiger, this person's identity in the organization is probably not low.
Eyeballs turned slightly, and the cultivator behind the black iron gate gritted his teeth and opened the black iron gate directly.
The huge black iron door slammed open, and Zhang Yifeng and the monk in black walked into the room behind the black iron door.
"Good job, and soon you'll know you didn't do anything wrong."
The black-clothed cultivator showed a mysterious smile, patted the shoulder of the cultivator in charge of guarding the Xuantiemen, and led Zhang Yifeng into the underground blood market.
The underground blood market in Jijiang City is quite prosperous, with monks coming and going on the road.
Even some cultivators did not cover their faces. This kind of reckless behavior was naturally due to the disappearance of City Lord Ji Jiang.
If the order of Jijiang City is as usual, naturally no one dares to go to the underground blood market so blatantly.
Even the flow of people in the underground blood market will not be so large, because the city owner Ji Jiang knows the location of the underground blood market.
Basically every once in a while, City Lord Ji Jiang has to bring people to the underground blood market to make a scene.
Fortunately, City Lord Ji Jiang has been detained by them in a place where no one can find them, so there is no need to worry that City Lord Ji Jiang will send someone to interfere with them.
And in just another day, if City Lord Ji Jiang does not appear, Ji Jiang City will elect the next City Lord.
The position of this city lord has long been in the hands of their shell organization, and the candidate has long been determined.
After tomorrow, the entire Jijiang City will fall into their hands.
Thinking of this, the black-clothed cultivator couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth, with a happy look in his eyes.
Zhang Yifeng followed the black-clothed cultivator and walked in the direction of the director of the blood market.
Many monks on the road were surprised when they saw the monk in black following Zhang Yifeng.
Not to mention some monks of the shell organization, when they saw the black monks appear so blatantly on the streets of the blood market, their eyes almost popped out.
Finally, with the two being watched, they came to the position of the director of the blood market.
It was just that the director of the blood market had already received information before the two arrived, and learned that Zhang Yifeng and the black-clothed cultivator were coming towards him.
The head of the blood market frowned and looked at Zhang Yifeng, who was walking towards him. After looking for a long time, he could not see anything in Zhang Yifeng that deserved his attention.
Turning to look at the black-clothed cultivator, the director of the blood market said in a cold tone.
"Heihu, I remember that the task I assigned you was to lead someone to stare at Tongtian Pavilion. What? Did you take my order as the northwest wind, and dare to take such an irrelevant person with you? Come to the blood market to find me, your courage is getting bigger and bigger."
The director of the blood market snorted coldly, and at the same time, two figures with daggers slowly emerged behind the director of the blood market, staring at Zhang Yifeng with gloomy eyes.
Zhang Yifeng looked at the director of the blood market who was suspected of dismounting, and his face gradually became cold.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing."
Zhang Yifeng's icy voice slowly spit out, and the Hei Yi cultivator on the side was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly took a few steps back.
The blood market supervisor saw the black-clothed cultivator taking a few steps back, but without any hesitation, he glanced coldly at the two behind him.
No matter who this person is, if he dares to invade the underground blood market so blatantly, that is to ignore him.
For such a person, the director of the blood market will naturally not show mercy.
"act recklessly."
A cold cry came out, and two figures flew out from behind the director of the blood market at the same time, and a dazzling cold light flashed in front of Zhang Yifeng's eyes.
The next second, Zhang Yifeng, who was standing still, only felt two strands of cold air pass across his neck.
Then there is no feeling.
Touching the neck, the wound had recovered before bleeding, and Zhang Yifeng raised his brows slightly.
"That's it?"
The moment the voice fell, Zhang Yifeng had disappeared in place, with cracks on the bricks under his feet.
"Don't hold this dangerous toy casually."
After going all the way through alleys and alleys, Zhang Yifeng and the monk in black finally stopped in front of an alley near the southern city wall of Jijiang City.After the black-clothed monk stepped forward and pressed it twice on the wall at the end of the alley, the token gap needed to be displayed for the first entry appeared on the wall.When Zhang Yifeng saw this, he would take out his inspection token and put it on it.Unexpectedly, the black-clothed cultivator stopped Zhang Yifeng."It's not necessary for your lord to do this. If you use your token to enter the underground blood market, I'm afraid your identity will be fed back to the headquarters."The black-clothed cultivator said to Zhang Yifeng with a look of flattery. Zhang Yifeng raised his brows when he heard the words. It seemed that the underground blood market in Jijiang City was still connected to the core of the Shell Organization headquarters."Well, it's not convenient for me to be exposed in the sight of the southern headquarters, so you can replace me."Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly, and the black-clothed cultivator took out his token and pressed it on the gap.The token covered the gap, and a blood-red light suddenly lit up. There were bursts of machine sounds, and a dark passage leading to the underground gradually opened."Lord Inspector, please."The secret passage opened, and the black-clothed cultivator took off the token and said respectfully to Zhang Yifeng."Ok."Zhang Yifeng was not polite either, he glanced at the black-clothed cultivator lightly, and walked down the secret passage first.The black-clothed cultivator followed behind Zhang Yifeng, walking carefully beside Zhang Yifeng all the way.It is said that accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. Although the black-clothed cultivator has never served the emperor, he already has this feeling when he is with Zhang Yifeng.Fortunately, they soon came to a black iron gate.The black-clothed cultivator stepped forward and knocked on the black iron gate according to certain rules. After a while, a small crack was opened on the gate.One eye observed Zhang Yifeng and the black-clothed cultivator through the gap, and when he saw Zhang Yifeng, the person behind the black iron gate let out a skepticism."Huh? Who is he, and why did he bring outsiders to the underground blood market!"A cold questioning voice suddenly came from behind the black iron gate, as if the black-clothed cultivator could not explain clearly, he would be killed on the spot."What do you know, a gatekeeper, either let me bring this lord in quickly, or let the supervisor come out to meet this lord in person."The black-clothed cultivator said coldly, facing the icy tone of the person behind the black iron gate without any fear.Hearing what the black-clothed cultivator said, the cultivator in charge of guarding behind the black iron gate was also shocked.If the black-clothed cultivator dared to say that, he must be relying on the people around him.But he has never seen this person in Ji Jiangcheng's shell organization, and there is no record of this person even in the data in the core of the headquarters.So who is this guy, and why did he come back with the captain of the Black Fox Squad?And looking at the appearance of the black fox captain fox fake tiger, this person's identity in the organization is probably not low.Eyeballs turned slightly, and the cultivator behind the black iron gate gritted his teeth and opened the black iron gate directly.The huge black iron door slammed open, and Zhang Yifeng and the monk in black walked into the room behind the black iron door."Good job, and soon you'll know you didn't do anything wrong."The black-clothed cultivator showed a mysterious smile, patted the shoulder of the cultivator in charge of guarding the Xuantiemen, and led Zhang Yifeng into the underground blood market.The underground blood market in Jijiang City is quite prosperous, with monks coming and going on the road.Even some cultivators did not cover their faces. This kind of reckless behavior was naturally due to the disappearance of City Lord Ji Jiang.If the order of Jijiang City is as usual, naturally no one dares to go to the underground blood market so blatantly.Even the flow of people in the underground blood market will not be so large, because the city owner Ji Jiang knows the location of the underground blood market.Basically every once in a while, City Lord Ji Jiang has to bring people to the underground blood market to make a scene.Fortunately, City Lord Ji Jiang has been detained by them in a place where no one can find them, so there is no need to worry that City Lord Ji Jiang will send someone to interfere with them.And in just another day, if City Lord Ji Jiang does not appear, Ji Jiang City will elect the next City Lord.The position of this city lord has long been in the hands of their shell organization, and the candidate has long been determined.After tomorrow, the entire Jijiang City will fall into their hands.Thinking of this, the black-clothed cultivator couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth, with a happy look in his eyes.Zhang Yifeng followed the black-clothed cultivator and walked in the direction of the director of the blood market.Many monks on the road were surprised when they saw the monk in black following Zhang Yifeng.Not to mention some monks of the shell organization, when they saw the black monks appear so blatantly on the streets of the blood market, their eyes almost popped out.Finally, with the two being watched, they came to the position of the director of the blood market.It was just that the director of the blood market had already received information before the two arrived, and learned that Zhang Yifeng and the black-clothed cultivator were coming towards him.The head of the blood market frowned and looked at Zhang Yifeng, who was walking towards him. After looking for a long time, he could not see anything in Zhang Yifeng that deserved his attention.Turning to look at the black-clothed cultivator, the director of the blood market said in a cold tone."Heihu, I remember that the task I assigned you was to lead someone to stare at Tongtian Pavilion. What? Did you take my order as the northwest wind, and dare to take such an irrelevant person with you? Come to the blood market to find me, your courage is getting bigger and bigger."The director of the blood market snorted coldly, and at the same time, two figures with daggers slowly emerged behind the director of the blood market, staring at Zhang Yifeng with gloomy eyes.Zhang Yifeng looked at the director of the blood market who was suspected of dismounting, and his face gradually became cold."If I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing."Zhang Yifeng's icy voice slowly spit out, and the Hei Yi cultivator on the side was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly took a few steps back.The blood market supervisor saw the black-clothed cultivator taking a few steps back, but without any hesitation, he glanced coldly at the two behind him.No matter who this person is, if he dares to invade the underground blood market so blatantly, that is to ignore him.For such a person, the director of the blood market will naturally not show mercy."act recklessly."A cold cry came out, and two figures flew out from behind the director of the blood market at the same time, and a dazzling cold light flashed in front of Zhang Yifeng's eyes.The next second, Zhang Yifeng, who was standing still, only felt two strands of cold air pass across his neck.Then there is no feeling.Touching the neck, the wound had recovered before bleeding, and Zhang Yifeng raised his brows slightly."That's it?"The moment the voice fell, Zhang Yifeng had disappeared in place, with cracks on the bricks under his feet."Don't hold this dangerous toy casually."
