The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 40 A playboy?

Qin Ye invested all the life essence he had obtained before into his evolved incarnation, and the Blade Dancer's fusion degree exceeded 20%.

[Recording Host: Qin Ye]

[Current Avatar: Wind | Shadow | Blade Dancer (Fusion Degree: 25.5%)]

[Heavenly Skills: Wind Control Swordsmanship, Shadow Tears, Blade Will]

[World Rune: Domination·First Realm↑]

[Keystone Rune: Dark Harvest]

[Life Essence: 0]

[World Favor: 1%]

[Introduction: Either return victorious or become a scar on the enemy. Ionia, your spirit will never fade!]

After dealing with Yuan Tao, Qin Ye turned around and returned the same way.

He had originally thought of seeing if he could meet the two people blocking the road on the way back, but they must have changed their route, so Qin Ye did not meet them, so he had to give up.

Based on his experience, he could tell that the two were not of the same sex. As for what kind of crazy people they were, he had no idea. Perhaps they had not experienced the harshness of society.

Walking back to the abandoned factory, I saw several vans with the "Nadutong" logo parked on the road outside. Inside the factory, there were already company employees cleaning up the scene.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the stranger Qin Ye, five or six employees in Nadutong uniforms immediately surrounded him vigilantly.

"Quan Xing? Just passing by? Could you please introduce your family?"

Naturally, the employees employed by the company are not good people, and each of them has a fierce face.

Running around on the front lines all day, he naturally developed a fierce aura. He looked like he was ready to pounce and take Qin Ye down if there was anything strange in his answer.

Fortunately, Wang Zhenqiu came over at this time, patted the leader on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, this guy is from Huanan, here to help. He's responsible for half of this. If you guys attack him, you'll probably have to stay in the hospital for a few months."

Hearing what he said, several Southwest employees scratched their heads in embarrassment, said sorry, and returned to their work.

"Old Qin, did you catch Yuan Tao?" Wang Zhenqiu came up and asked.

"Well, dead."

Qin Ye looked at Quan Xing being taken away by company employees and felt sorry for him.

He came back a step too late. He couldn't just go up and kill everyone now.

Fortunately, with the two big fish, Shen Chong and Yuan Tao, this trip was not in vain. The most important thing is that we caught the old guy Yuan Tao.

Seeing Qin Ye's strange expression, Wang Zhenqiu thought he was tired, so he immediately put his arm around his shoulders and said generously:

"Come on, I'll treat you to hot pot."

The temporary worker's task ends here. The remaining tasks such as cleaning up traces, escorting prisoners, communicating with witnesses, etc. are all the work of regular employees.

Wang Zhenqiu was really surprised today. He didn't expect Qin Ye to be so fierce. He could defeat Shen Chong, one of the four most powerful men in Quanxing, in just a few rounds.

Thinking of all the experiences he had set for him before, he couldn't help but shudder~ Exciting!

The two then returned to the city and walked into a Sichuan, Mashu and Sichuan hotpot restaurant.

Qin Ye didn't bother to be polite with Wang Zhenqiu and ordered a special spicy hot pot, beef, mutton, tripe, duck feet, shrimp balls, goose intestines, etc., a large table full of dishes.

The salary of a temporary worker is not low, so he doesn't need to save money for Wang Zhenqiu.

Just as Qin Ye was about to roll up his sleeves and start eating, two familiar figures came into his sight.

It was the uncle and nephew who had blocked his way earlier. "Oh, what a coincidence."

"Huh? What's the matter? Do you know these two people?" Wang Zhenqiu followed Qin Ye's gaze, somewhat confused.

The senses of aliens are very sharp, and being stared at is like having a needle hanging between their eyebrows.

So when Qin Ye and Wang Zhenqiu stared at them, they naturally noticed Qin Ye as well.

Seeing Qin Ye, the young man, or Lu Chen, immediately became angry and glared at Qin Ye fiercely, as if he wanted to put him in the pot and boil him.

If Lu Chen doesn't avenge the fact that he was almost hacked to death, he will remember it for the rest of his life. If he were cultivating immortality, this would mean that a crack has appeared in his heart and a demon has appeared in his heart.

Uncle Wu frowned, glanced at it, then looked away and said in a deep voice:

"Have a meal."

This time, Lu Chen didn't obey. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, his face very serious: "Fifth Uncle, I'll go ask and see if he is Quan Xing. If so, we can get rid of this evil for the people!"

"I said let's eat!" Uncle Wu's tone became more serious. "I came out to visit a friend this time. I only brought you because you begged me to come out and see the world. Don't cause me any trouble. Even if the other party is Quan Xing, it's not our turn to take action. Someone else will take care of him."

After hearing what his fifth uncle said, Lu Chen slowly lowered his head, but there was obviously resentment in his eyes.

Qin Ye also withdrew his gaze and stopped looking, chatting with Wang Zhenqiu casually.

Soon, the uncle and nephew of the Lu family finished their meal and prepared to pay the bill and leave.

They arrived early and sat at the inner table. To leave, they would have to pass by Qin Ye.

Although there were many ordinary people around, the other party might be Quan Xing after all. In order to prevent the other party from making a sudden attack, Uncle Wu protected Lu Chen on the opposite side.

Just like that, the two of them walked past Qin Ye's table side by side.

Just as he was about to pass by, Lu Chen poked his head out from behind his uncle, glared at Qin Ye fiercely, and gave him the middle finger, his mouth opening and closing silently.

For strangers, lip reading is not a difficult task.

The lip movements clearly said: Quan Xing monster!
Qin Ye chuckled, put down his chopsticks and wiped his hands: "Qiu'er, eat slowly, I'm going to go out for a while."

Without waiting for Wang Zhenqiu's response, he stood up and followed the uncle and nephew of the Lu family.

In a remote alley not far from the hot pot restaurant.

The fifth uncle who was leading Lu Chen suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at the figure in front of him, and frowned:

“Little brother, whether you are a full-fledged person or not, I don’t want to cause trouble now.”

"I hope you have found it." Qin Ye walked out from the shadows and said lightly.

Thinking of his nephew's previous behavior, the fifth uncle took two steps forward and bowed:
"I'm Lu Cai of the Lu family, and this is my nephew Lu Chen. The blocking of our way was purely accidental. You slashed my nephew with a knife, and I responded with a Ruyi Jin. That's fair."

Qin Ye's heart moved. It turned out to be the Lu family. He said that the purple energy looked familiar to him before.

By the way, the Lu family's Soul-Clearing Technique is just a flawed version of the Double Hands.
"I don't care about your Lu or Ma family, you're not right." Qin Ye said, "That kid tried to stop me, and I hit him with a knife, so we're even. Then you hit me again, consuming my magic weapon, so you owe me one."

Lu Cai frowned and thought to himself, if one must calculate so deeply, then what the other party said is not wrong.

But hadn't the other party heard of the Lu family? Why was there no hesitation in his words, and no fear in his eyes? Given the Lu family's reputation, even Quan Xing shouldn't be like this.

While Lu Cai was still thinking, perhaps because he heard that Qin Ye didn't care about their Lu family at all, his good nephew gave him another assist.

"If you don't chop me, can my fifth uncle use his Ruyi Jin to attack you?"

"What are you so crazy about, you monster Quan Xing? My great-grandfather is one of the Ten Lords. It wouldn't be difficult for my Lu family to defeat you, Quan Xing! What are you so crazy about?!"

Lu Chen was filled with resentment and contempt, and he kept provoking with body language, just like a playboy from a wealthy family who had never suffered the harshness of society.

(End of this chapter)