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Chapter 117 You're Gone, I Stole Your Fruit Plate

Chen Mulin's private lounge.

Comrade Lao Luo huddled in the corner, shivering and shouting loudly, trying to call for help.

Xia Liuqing bared his remaining teeth, walked to the wall with a smile, and knocked on the thick sound insulation cotton on the wall, indicating that no one would come to save you even if you screamed your throat out.

Shen Chong silently took out the thick rope, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. Although he didn't know who this man was, since he could recognize that they were all from Quan Xing, it meant that they must be from the same circle.

"Child, relax. No matter how deep the pain is, it will slowly fade away with time..."

Dou Mei, the intestinal poisoner, used her ability, and countless pink fluorescent particles instantly filled the entire room. These particles fell on Lao Luo, soothing and reducing the fear in his heart, making him weak.

"Ah, should I say interesting or boring? There are idiots who come to my door..."

Xia He shook her head and complained, because what was needed at the moment was to subdue the man as quickly as possible. If she used her own abilities, it would only make people more excited, and there would be no need to take action.

Shen Chong took the rope and quickly tied up Lao Luo. After tying him up, Shen Chong thought again that this guy was a terrestrial immortal and if he was careless, he could easily escape underground.

So, in order to prevent him from touching the ground, they simply hung him in the air with a rope.

Among the four people present, there were two women and one old man, and Shen Chong was the only middle-aged male laborer, so the task of hanging Lao Luo up naturally fell on him.

"Fortunately, the entire room was covered with thick soundproofing cotton, otherwise his roar just now would easily attract other people."

After Shen Chong finished his work, he put his hands on his hips and looked at Comrade Lao Luo who was hanging in the air with a large ball of toilet paper stuffed in his mouth, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Thank you for your hard work, Shen Chong."

Xia Liuqing walked over with his hands behind his back, glanced at Lao Luo, but didn't recognize him. He had no way of judging which faction this guy belonged to, so he had to tell Zhong Xiao first.

Just as he took out his cell phone, the floor deformed again and another person crawled out from underneath.

"Is it over yet? Are you here in a group?"

Xia Liuqing raised his hand and used the "Lingxu Finger", but a milky white halo suddenly spread over the person who emerged from the ground, and a bubble-like thing wrapped around his body, firmly blocking Xia Liuqing's Lingxu Finger.

"Escape light?" Xia Liuqing recognized this method.

Then, Ding Shiman raised his hand and said:
"I'm one of us. I'm Ding Shimaan, I just changed my appearance."

After Lao Luo suddenly jumped onto the ground, Ding Shimaan did not follow him immediately. Instead, he used the "Earth-Walking Immortal·Secret Investigation" to carefully detect the location where Lao Luo floated up.

Fortunately, there was no danger. This guy's luck was really bad. There was such a spacious place backstage, but he accurately drew the room of Xia Liuqing and others.

Afterwards, Ding Shimaan also came to the ground, raised his hand and threw out several ghost gate needles in succession, which accurately pierced Lao Luo's acupuncture points and sealed his Qi.

"Okay, let's put him down. The light won't hold up if he's hanging from the ceiling."

Because the Ghost Gate Needle sealed the Qi meridian, there was no need to worry about Lao Luo using the Earth Walking Immortal to secretly escape, so Shen Chong listened to Ding Shiman's words and let Lao Luo go out of humanitarian concern.

"Xiao Ding, what's going on?"

Xia Liuqing walked over and asked.

"Someone wanted to lure me away and sneak into the concert, but I don't know the other party's background yet."

"It was a close call. This guy went up to your room. If it was somewhere else, our mission would have been easily abandoned halfway."

Ding Shimaan breathed a sigh of relief. After Shen Chong put Lao Luo down, he looked at Lao Luo carefully.

Suddenly, Ding Shian's eyes became stern, and he quickly started the "Inner Cultivation Method - Observation". There seemed to be a shining white spot on Lao Luo's body!
"Damn, it's a pinhole camera!"

He raised his hand and struck in the air with a palm strike.

……

……

The concert venue is 5 kilometers away.

Zhong Xiao and Wang Zhenqiu squatted on the side of the road, huddled together, staring at Wang Zhenqiu's cell phone.

In the camera, after a scene of rapidly shaking earth and rocks, the brilliance of modern society finally appeared, and Lao Luo successfully floated to the surface.

But what caught my eye was a group of men, women, young and old.

"Fuck? Why are they here again?"

Wang Zhenqiu looked at the screen of his mobile phone and couldn't help cursing as he watched the poor "camera" comrade Lao Luo being tied up with a thick rope. Wang Zhenqiu was very familiar with this method because he had just been tied up like this a few days ago!
Even the kidnappers are the same group!
Wang Zhenqiu glanced at Zhong Xiao resentfully, and then was glared at by Zhong Xiao. He didn't dare to say anything.

Just because you are strong, can you kidnap anyone?

Is there any more royal method!
Wang Zhenqiu cursed in his heart, and then immersed himself in Comrade Lao Luo's "live broadcast".

"Fuck, how inhumane! They actually hung Lao Luo on the lamp!"

"If Lao Luo is gone, who will run errands for me?"

"Fuck it - Brother Zhong, I won't scream anymore, please don't kick me..."

Because of being frequently punished by Zhong Xiao after shouting loudly, Wang Zhenqiu has become completely honest. If it were on a certain scoring software, there would definitely be a comment below Wang Zhenqiu: "Zhong Xiao's toy".

The two continued to watch, thinking that Lao Luo was no longer moving. It seemed that he had been anesthetized by the intestinal poison and was too lazy to resist.

When everyone thought the live broadcast was about to end, Ding Shimaan suddenly appeared with a light reflecting in his eyes. He activated his inner cultivation method and discovered the camera on Lao Luo.

A palm strike came and the camera went black.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

"...Um, Brother Zhong, I just want to ask, this splitting palm is almost the most common kung fu in the circle, it shouldn't be that powerful, right?"

Facing Wang Zhenqiu's question, Zhong Xiao twitched his lips and asked back, "What do you think?"

Although it is just an ordinary splitting palm, but when practiced to perfection, it also has considerable power. Ding Shimaan's strength lies in the fact that he can practice various seemingly insignificant small moves to perfection, which enables him to have abundant means to fight against the enemy and counter any move.

The moves he used were all above the mastery level.

And Lao Luo's Qi channel was sealed by the ghost needle, I'm afraid it's...

Wang Zhenqiu understood what Zhong Xiao meant and lowered his head.

Lao Luo, under the pressure of the conservatives headed by Hao Yi, the head of the Southwest Region, only the little silly god Hong Bin and you are willing to accompany me...

In this life, I, Wang Yiqiu, will never forget you!
Friends walk together for a lifetime, those days are no longer there.

I will burn paper for you on Qingming Festival, and I will buy you a lot of fruit plates, using all my money for next month... Forget it, I'll just use half a month's salary.

What should I eat next month?
Stealing your fruit bowl?
(End of this chapter)