There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 20 Monster Where Are You Escape

Xue Ling hadn't thought that there would be a black market in a small place like Los Angeles.

But the so-called black market is not as black as Xue Ling thought.

She was taken by Fang Bie all the way to a large house, on which was written a plaque with the words "Bai Chuan Ruo Hai", and at the same time, seeing the two young men approaching the door, the concierge greeted her: "What are you doing here? "

Before Xue Ling could speak, Fang Bie took out a wooden sign from his pocket and waved it in front of the two of them. The porter's attitude instantly became respectful: "Please, please."

inside please?

Xue Ling continued to follow Fang Bie, walked to the door of this big mansion, and followed Fang Bie into a small side room with ease.

On the walls in the ear room, there are all kinds of masks, big and small, with different materials and different things carved on the masks.

"Choose a mask first." Fang Bie said quietly.

"You first?" Xue Ling said, because of her inexperience, Xue Ling was more than happy to ask Fang Bie to give her a demonstration.

Fang Bie nodded, and raised his hand to take a monkey face mask of Monkey King to put on himself. He raised his hand to give Xue Ling Zhu Bajie.

Fortunately, Xue Ling has quick eyes and quick hands, and has already grasped a wooden mask of a green fox in her hand in advance: "I want this, I want this."

Fang Bie shook his head embarrassingly, looking dispirited, but then raised his hand and took off a black smock and handed it to Xue Ling: "Put this on again."

Xue Ling nodded and took it.

With the mask on the face and the smock on, not only the appearance of the whole person is hidden, but also the figure and even the gender are blurred.

Since leaving Yanjing City, Xue Ling has never applied any rouge and powder, so her body does not smell of a woman's powder, and she has just taken a bath at this time, so her body odor, which was originally very light, has also become inaudible.

Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie opposite, and saw that Fang Bie was wearing a monkey king mask with a playful face, wrapped in black clothes, and his appearance was a bit funny, Xue Ling couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Don't laugh, and don't speak with your original voice." Fang Bie said this, and at the same time reached out to help Xue Ling straighten the mask on her face. The girl's mask was a blue fox face with a pointed mouth, and the shape was quite exaggerated.

"Think of a code name for yourself. We'll go in later. We'll all be called by code name. Don't call each other by our real names." Fang Bie warned quietly. His voice was a thick baritone, which was the same as his usual clean. The clear juvenile voice is completely different. Xue Ling has also seen Fang Bie's hoarse juvenile voice when he was in the mountain temple, and he is no longer surprised by Fang Bie's ability to amplify and imitate.

"Me?" Xue Ling thought for a moment: "Then call me Qinghu."

Fang Bie smiled: "Okay, Qinghu, then you can call me Brother Monkey."

"Brother Monkey?" Xue Ling was stunned.

"Yes, Brother Monkey." Fang Bie confirmed: "Brother Monkey, you are really amazing Brother Monkey."

After saying this, Fang Bie continued to hold Xue Ling's hand, and pushed the door open.

Only one floor away, Xue Ling felt that she had entered a whole new realm.

When I came in, it was a fortified deep house compound, but now, in a space close to the main hall, as far as the eye can see, there are black robed people wearing various masks shuttling in front of the stalls, those The stall owners also wore masks of all kinds of demons and ghosts, and they felt like a crowd of demons dancing wildly for a while.

However, there are more than a hundred "demons" gathered in the hall in front of me, but there is no noisy sound. Everyone's conversation is whispered, and it is almost inaudible if it exceeds one foot. The blazing flames provide lighting, and there is also a kind of strange incense in the air, which makes people inexplicably feel a little excited when they enter this place.

"It's a special kind of ambergris." Fang Bie's thick baritone came from Xue Ling's ear: "It's not poisonous, but it has some excitatory effects. Do a little bit of internal energy and breathe less. For good."

As soon as Xue Ling heard this, she quickly used her Emei internal strength, and instantly felt that her agitated heart gradually calmed down.

As for the Ziqi coming from the east in his family's kung fu, Xue Ling still didn't dare to show it.

She could only follow behind Fang Bie, and at the same time peek at everything around her.

Under the wooden green fox mask, Xue Ling's dark eyes were exposed, but the other people he saw were really just masks of various kinds. Almost everyone here was concentrating and holding their breath. Holding it, obviously not wanting to inhale too much ambergris aroma, Xue Ling looked up at the head of the main hall, and saw a tall man in red standing there, wearing a hideous and terrifying Dragon King mask, looking very mighty .

"Who is that person?" Xue Ling tugged Fang's other corners of his clothes. Although it was embarrassing to pull the corners of his clothes, on this occasion, not pulling the corners of his clothes would not bring him a sense of security.

Don't look back, Xue Ling pointed to the man in red standing at the top of the hall.

"Dragon King." Fang Bie said quietly: "This is the Dragon King Gathering in Luo City. The Dragon King is the one who presides over this gathering. It is said that his cultivation level is unfathomable, and he has the realm of a master."

Xue Ling nodded with a vague understanding.

"In short, this is the territory of the Dragon King, and everyone is under the protection of the Dragon King." Fang Bie continued.

"Then who is the Dragon King?" Xue Ling asked.

Fang Bie couldn't help but smiled: "The reason why the Dragon King is the Dragon King is the same as we are Monkey Brother and Qinghu. They are code names when it is inconvenient for others to know their real identities."

"This Dragon King Gathering, no matter what your identity is, you can come in, exchange what you need, and get what you need, as long as you have the strength and identity recognized by the Dragon King."

"Of course, the Dragon King himself is also a big man who can take both black and white. There are many guesses about his identity, but there are very few accurate ones."

The implication of Fang Bie's words may be that he knows the true identity of the Dragon King.

Xue Ling just felt that the dragon king made her feel a little bit strange, but she couldn't see what was so strange.

At this moment, a heart-piercing scream suddenly came from ahead. Ten steps away from them, a man in black wearing a canopy marshal mask suddenly grabbed his neck with both hands and struggled and shouted. As if he wanted to strangle himself.

Xue Ling was taken aback, and her first reaction was to check for rescue, but Fang Bie grabbed her wrist and covered her eyes.

"do not look."

Fang Bie's thick baritone voice felt particularly reliable at this time for some reason.

Xue Ling only heard a soft slap.

Fang Bie put down his hand, Xue Ling saw that Marshal Peng was lying limply on the ground, his mask fell off, it was a face of a young man who looked no more than 20 years old, at the same time a man in red walked through the crowd, grabbing Catch his feet and drag them outward on the solid wood floor.

"What happened?" Xue Ling couldn't help asking.

"I inhaled too much ambergris, I had hallucinations and went crazy." Fang Bie said calmly.

Xue Ling held her breath for an instant.

(End of this chapter)