evil tycoon

Eye?

What kind of eyes?

A hint of surprise flashed in Han Ping'an's eyes, but the burly man had already launched a lightning-fast attack.

"careful."

The elderly man surnamed Sun struggled to lift his head, his face covered in blood.

"Brother Han."

The girl gasped in surprise.

"Don't be afraid, sweetie."

Han Ping'an smiled faintly, remaining unmoved.

"Ah~~"

A piercing scream suddenly shattered the silence.

The burly man was struck as if by lightning halfway through his journey. Under the fierce momentum, he collapsed to the ground, his head bleeding profusely.

"His power is even stronger than Li Mengshan's; we've made a profit."

Han Ping'an licked his lips, his gaze burning.

"Damn it, what is that?"

The burly man struggled frantically, his internal energy surging wildly.

  

In the blink of an eye, he spat out a spurt of blood, his energy scattered in disarray, his bulging, terrified eyes twitching uncontrollably.

Three six-winged Blood Shadow Silkworms bit him fatally, and after he fell, twenty minions covered his entire body.

Greed devours.

Each silkworm's body glowed with a bloody light, appearing eerily and strangely in the night.

The girl and the old man were both dumbfounded.

"Insects?" The girl swallowed, both frightened and curious.

Han Ping'an quickly walked to the old man's side, put the girl down, and reached out his hand.

The old man was pulled up, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He looked extremely disheveled at that moment, his breath barely perceptible.

"grandfather."

"Rongrong".

The grandfather and grandson embraced each other.

Han Pingan squinted, subtly surveying his surroundings.

"Is that thing still there?"

The old man shuddered, realizing something. He couldn't care less about anything else at that moment, and asked in a trembling voice, "Rongrong, can you still feel it?"

"Yes, it's still there."

Rongrong gripped her grandfather's hand tightly, shrinking back and murmuring, "I...I feel very fierce."

hiss!

Han Ping'an clicked his tongue in amazement.

It wasn't the hidden object that shocked them, but the little girl in front of them.

Despite having no cultivation, he could sense an existence that even he had never noticed.

And what that big man just said.

Eye!

He couldn't help but look at Rongrong's blindfolded eye.

"Can you sense your location?" Han Ping'an asked quickly; now was not the time to be curious about anything else.

Rongrong shook her head slightly.

Han Ping'an frowned and said in a low voice, "Come with me."

"Walk."

Without the slightest hesitation, the old man braced himself.

The three of them walked from the back of Zhengqi Street toward the general store.

Just as he reached the back wall of the grocery store, Han Ping'an felt a chill rise from his back and rush to his head.

"careful."

With a low shout, he flicked his sleeve and unleashed a powerful force that swept the old man and Rongrong to the wall.

Swish!

He turned and threw a powerful punch.

This punch was delivered without reservation.

His five fingers, as smooth as jade, were clenched into a fist, blood splattered with Yin energy, containing a powerful and dark sea within. In the instant he blasted it out, a pitch-black mountain shadow appeared out of nowhere.

boom!

The explosion was like thunder, and the old man and Rongrong swayed and trembled.

The astonishing shockwave tore the surrounding area, leaving it riddled with holes.

Han Ping'an felt as if he had punched an indestructible wall of copper and iron. The mountain shadow collapsed instantly, and the black flames were forced back by a violent and savage force.

puff!

Han Ping'an spat out a spurt of blood and crashed to the ground in a disheveled state.

A tall shadow loomed over us.

Han Ping'an looked up, his pupils contracting.

There is no human being in front of me.

It turned out to be a huge demonic ape.

Its arms and legs were incredibly thick and covered in black hair.

A pair of fierce eyes, like copper bells, burned with a suffocating fire.

"Hehehe~~"

The demonic ape chuckled menacingly, shattering the ground with a single step and unleashing a massive, ferocious wave that crashed down like a vast ocean.

"Oh shit."

Han Ping'an's eyes widened in fury, and he rolled on the ground.

At the same time, they recklessly mobilized the Blood Shadow Silkworms and Blood Winged Insects to attack the Demon Ape.

Even martial artists who have opened their Qi Gate level might not be able to easily defeat this demonic ape.

Life and death hang by a thread.

The terrifying and menacing aura suddenly froze.

The anticipated terrible shock did not occur.

A painful groan suddenly rang in my ears.

Han Ping'an, who had rolled away, turned around in astonishment and saw the tall demonic ape staring wide-eyed as it collapsed to the ground.

The person revealed behind him.

An acquaintance who appeared out of nowhere.

"Uncle Biao".

Han Ping'an looked pleasantly surprised.

Now, when I see Uncle Biao again, I feel no fear whatsoever.

This was his uncle, Old Gu's sworn brother, the man who stood behind the grocery store and carried the weight of the family business.

Old Biao grinned.

"I don't know whether to say you're lucky or unlucky."

He glanced at the girl and the old man huddled against the wall, trembling, his expression subtle.

Immediately, it swept its power towards the Blood Shadow Silkworm and Blood Wing Insect, which had been repelled by its might.

"Let's take these insects back first."

After saying that, Lao Biao casually picked up the demonic ape's corpse and leaped into the backyard of the general store.

Han Ping'an scrambled to his feet, his hands a bloody mess, his five fingers throbbing with excruciating pain.

hiss!

He couldn't help but grin, forcing himself to retract the insects, and looked at the grandfather and grandson.

"If you two wish to leave, please do so."

"We took advantage of the old man outside the city before, so this time we'll settle things."

Han Ping'an smiled calmly.

Although he was extremely curious about the girl, he didn't say anything at the moment.

Immediately, he dragged his injured body toward the grocery store.

The old man looked down at his granddaughter with a bitter smile.

"Do you think we can keep up?"

The person Han Ping'an called "Uncle Biao" is too strong.

Without the slightest ripple, the powerful demonic ape was instantly killed.

In his view, this should at least be at the level of having all three barriers fully open.

Even to the point of going from entry to degree.

When her grandfather asked her, Rongrong raised her hand and wiped the blood from his chin: "Grandpa, Brother Han is a good person."

Finally, she added, "He's a good person to us."

The old man was taken aback, then burst into laughter.

"Rongrong is right."

"Walk."

He grabbed Rongrong's hand and followed her with a limp.

Noticing the commotion behind him, Han Pingan raised an eyebrow.

"Is he a good person?"

He shook his head and chuckled.

I'm really not a good person.

Good people don't live long.

It's better to be a bad person.

After a while.

The backyard of the grocery store.

The demonic ape's corpse lay scattered, utterly extinguished.

However, he was extremely ferocious, several times more terrifying than the tigers and beasts of the Black Tiger Hall.

The old man had already taken the medicine for his injuries and was sitting nearby recovering.

Rongrong clung tightly to her grandfather.

Han Ping'an's hands were already bandaged, but the impact of that punch had shaken his entire body and internal organs, so it wasn't easy for him to recover.

He looked at Old Biao with awe and slowly said, "Uncle Biao, you sensed the existence of this monster long ago?"

"Um."

Old Biao nodded slightly: "This beast is quite clever. It has a good ability to hide and is also strong. At least a martial artist who has opened all three levels can deal with it. You're unlucky to have run into it."

"However, it's not mainly targeting you."

The words fell.

Han Ping'an subconsciously looked at Rongrong.

The latter couldn't help but shrink back and slowly lower his head.

The old man opened his eyes and gave a bitter smile.

"You can't hide it from your senior."

As he spoke, he reached out and slowly removed the blindfold from Rongrong's face, revealing a strangely piercing vertical pupil.

Within its vertical pupils, it seemed as if a crescent moon hung upside down.

The moment he met her, Han Ping'an was jolted, his vision blurred, as if he were in a strange moonlit night, with all the surrounding courtyards and shops vanishing without a trace.

Swish!

He snapped out of his daze.

Everything around me remained the same.

But it gave me a fright, as I had fallen into a hallucination without any warning.

"What is this?"

Han Ping'an turned pale and cried out in shock.

Even Lao Biao looked surprised.

The old man sighed, "The Illusionary Moon Demon Eye."