I can travel to the past and the future

Chapter 99 New Techniques

The old man in the bamboo hat was always suspicious by nature. After witnessing Qiao Yuan's strength with his own eyes, he acknowledged it, but one thing is one thing.

He brought both the sumo wrestler and the bald woman into the Black Crow Gang, so he has to take responsibility!

But the young man before me is so arrogant and extremely powerful, he must have some powerful backer.

Especially since his skin tone resembles some kind of ancient martial arts technique.

The old man took a deep breath and said, "Young friend, let's stop here. Why be so aggressive?"

"Huh?" Qiao Yuan was slightly surprised.

He thought that since he had beaten the younger one, the older one would be treated so politely and cautiously?

Is this still the Black Crow Gang?!

Fun and interesting. Indeed, in this world, strength always reigns supreme.

Qiao Yuan immediately shook his head and said, "He deserves to die."

The horse-faced man was now in a panic; he couldn't understand why his boss was being so polite.

This guy only won because of that demon substitute. If it weren't for that thing, he would definitely have won.

The old man in the straw hat frowned and said, "Name your terms. We've met before, after all."

"What?" The horse-faced man stared in disbelief, trembling as he clutched the icy-cold necromancer's black sword, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Boss, are you crazy?"

"Shut up! All you do is show off. Three against one and you still got nailed to the fence? What a disgrace!"

The horse-faced man's face flushed red from the scolding, but the sharp pain in his abdomen caused his mouth to twitch.

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

They knew five days had passed since the sand slug incident, and no one in the gang had pursued the matter; it was just a coincidence, and it had nothing to do with them.

Qiao Yuan remained indifferent, saying, "No way! If he dares to ambush me today, he'll dare to assassinate me tomorrow!"

The old man in the straw hat was taken aback.

The horse-faced man was also stunned.

The sumo wrestler and the bald woman, who had just walked over supporting each other, were both taken aback by Qiao Yuan's words.

The horse-faced man quickly shook his head: "Oh no, no, no, don't talk nonsense. I'm already like this, there's absolutely no way I could be your enemy anymore."

Qiao Yuan shook his head again: "You're just injured, not dead. You'll recover sooner or later."

"I have no interest in your Li Chonghu affair, but it's a pity you had to provoke me."

As he spoke, five minutes had passed, and the Yin spirit state gradually disappeared.

But there's still a layer left in the palm.

The old man in the straw hat was starting to lose his composure. He had just realized that the young man was not only extremely confident, but also that every move he made was deadly.

He thought for a moment, then took out a bottle of ointment and said, "This is Golden Crow Ointment, which can stop bleeding immediately. It is extremely effective in battle, can speed up the healing of injuries, and restore a lot of energy."

"This ointment is something you can't buy even if you have the money; it's a medicine that's kept inside our Black Crow Gang."

The horse-faced man couldn't take it anymore: "No, no, this, this—I didn't have any."

Qiao Yuan shook his head again: "Do I look like someone who needs to apply medicine during a battle? Alright, this is none of your business. They're just small fry. We'll take a couple more."

"How dare you!" The old man in the straw hat grew increasingly angry, and the edge of the hat began to freeze rapidly.

The characteristics of the third-order ice and snow sequence far exceeded the strength of Paul's cousin back then; they were worlds apart.

Qiao Yuan sneered, "What's there to be afraid of?"

The horse-faced man was completely stunned. He couldn't understand why Qiao Yuan dared to challenge the boss.

Just as tensions were rising, an armed hovercraft flew over.

Veronica was in the car.

Seeing this, Qiao Yuan narrowed his eyes smugly; everything was going according to his plan.

The reason he felt confident was because during his second foresight, he discovered that he was being monitored by Veronica again, near the Silver Scale Palace, and she probably returned midway through.

So he deliberately showed off his skills, demonstrating the power of the Yin spirit, just for Veronica to see, since she was very interested in his background.

In addition, he himself wanted to give it a try.

It's nothing serious.

Too much pressure often backfires; a more appropriate display is more deceptive.

This gives the other person the impression that he has used all his skills, making them believe that he has secretly gained a complete understanding of them.

After all, this was quite a coincidence.

Veronica must have lost something important at the banquet in Silverscale Palace.

Either the other person and Simon haven't gone far, and they might be at a nearby bar.

However, even without Veronica, he wouldn't panic when facing this third-tier elder. He could simply call the police or call his baby.

If you can't win, you can run away.

I've never used Ariel's Wings before.

However, he couldn't let Veronica get away with it for free. Since she had already seen it, he should personally step in to help him elevate his status and let these little Karami know that he was someone they couldn't afford to offend.

Simon was just saying nice things.

He wants to see concrete actions!

So, what seemed like he was constantly provoking the old man in the straw hat to become angry was actually forcing Veronica to show herself; she had to show herself.

Every penny a capitalist makes is for a greater return; every investment he makes is for an even greater return, otherwise he would be at a loss.

At this moment, Veronica's appearance made the old man in the straw hat smile bitterly: "So you are the assassin queen of Chang'an District, whom I have long admired. No wonder this young friend is so powerful, truly extraordinary."

The horse-faced man and the sumo wrestler looked at each other, both filled with regret.

They had never met the Assassin Queen, but her reputation was immense.

It is said that the other party has many powerful assassins under his command, and has an extremely wide network of connections and relationships. He knows all the prominent figures in Chang'an District.

There are even rumors that it has connections to a giant corporation!

There are many different opinions, and no one knows the truth, but the other party has always enjoyed a very high reputation.

Everything seemed to make sense now.

No wonder this young man, at only the first level, is so domineering and powerful that he could actually get the Queen of Assassins to step in!

Veronica said with a half-smile, "Keep an eye on your people from now on, and don't let them bite everyone they encounter."

The old man in the straw hat sighed, "I've already told them off; they're just a disgrace to the Black Crow Gang."

Qiao Yuan remained dissatisfied until the old man in the bamboo hat handed over the Golden Crow Ointment again: "This medicine is for you, young friend. My name is Zhang Pingchuan. Let's be friends."

The horse-faced man was panting heavily. He quickly handed Qiao Yuan the amber piece containing the jade silkworm and said, "Want to...be friends?"

Qiao Yuan calmly took the demon substitute, put it away, and got into Veronica's car.

Not bad, I had a very fruitful night.

Veronica, inside the car, picked up a stemmed glass of red wine from beside the leather seat and looked him over with a listless expression: "Not bad, you even know how to use the Yin Spirit. Where did you learn that?"

Qiao Yuan poured himself a glass of red wine from the bottle of Romanée-Conti, swirled it, and said, "Beg me."

Veronica's face stiffened upon hearing this, her fingers tightening slightly around her glass. She said irritably, "Is this never going to end? I shouldn't have shown up. I should have just let you get beaten to a pulp by that old man before I showed my mercy and made a cameo appearance."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Qiao Yuan sipped his red wine, looking at Veronica with pity. "You're really ugly, like a croaking toad. How could Simon, such an unassuming person, hire an old woman like you who can't control her emotions? It's really strange."

"Shut up!"

"Right now, immediately!"

Veronica glared at Qiao Yuan, her face turning bright red, wishing she could kick him out of the car.

Qiao Yuan shook his head and continued drinking his red wine: "I guess apart from Simon, no one dares to talk to you, right? After all, you're the Queen of Assassins. They'd be happy to be your dogs, licking your boots every day, fearing you, and respecting you."

"I understand, I totally get it, but—doing this will only hinder the plan and harm people."

Veronica was already gritting her teeth. She immediately stopped the car, opened the door, and yelled at Qiao Yuan, "Get out! Get out of here right now!"

She thought she could hold her tongue, especially after the other party met with Simon tonight.

But for some reason, I get inexplicably angry whenever I hear this kid babbling.

It wasn't just ordinary frustration, it was extreme irritation, making me so angry I felt like my teeth were itching.

Qiao Yuan, however, disagreed: "Honest advice is hard to swallow. I'm doing this for your own good. Instead of thanking me, you're kicking me out? What an ingrate!"

Veronica gritted her teeth. Yes, it was this self-righteous face that annoyed her the most. The brat, apart from being good-looking, was full of flaws and useless. She hated him so much.

This time, Qiao Yuan didn't wait for Veronica to speak again before putting down his wine glass and getting out of the car.

Anyway, we've already driven a kilometer away, far from where we left off.

But Veronica didn't stop there, continuing to nag, "You little devil, so self-important. You'd better not call me, I'm busy."

After saying that, the armed hovercar flew away in a flash, leaving a gust of wind that ruffled Qiao Yuan's hair.

Veronica was still a little annoyed in the car, but—those words just now were like needles piercing her heart, lingering there.

Qiao Yuan smiled without saying a word; it was time to take a taxi home.

But to be honest, it was pretty satisfying to make the other person so angry that they broke down, hehe. Now that I think about it, Veronica wasn't a threat at all.

But Simon was also extremely shrewd.

Up to this point, he didn't even know what level of ascension Simon had reached, as the other party hadn't released a single trace of his aura when they met before.

He spoke in a seemingly generous and easy-going manner, yet he was also extremely meticulous, leaving no room for doubt and providing no evidence whatsoever.