Douluo's first poisonous milk

that evening

After sending away Pang Pang from Lao Wang's family, Fan Tong couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief!

Such a heavyweight player is indeed not easy to serve, especially when the opponent doesn't show any concern at all. Fan Tong's head hurts when he hears what he said.

Originally, there was no need for Fan Tong to receive customers like this, but out of caution, he still let Hu Ze go upstairs.

After all, Hu Ze was a member of the other party’s house before!

Although after changing into women's clothes, cutting off his long hair, and cutting off his tail, Hu Ze was completely different from his previous image, but no matter how his external image changed, his appearance could never be faked.

Who knows if Pangpang will recognize him?

In any case, Fan Tong still chooses to be more conservative. If Lao Wang discovers that he has hidden the other party's slave at this juncture, it will be great fun!

Under normal circumstances, it was Lao Wang who did this kind of thing, but now Fan Tong took the path that Lao Wang should have taken, leaving the other party with no way to go.

The thief steps on the horse to stimulate excitement!

Lao Wang: What did you say?Why can't I understand?

After the last guest left, Fan Tong turned around and prepared to tally today's accounts. Hu Ze, who noticed that Pang Pang had left upstairs, also hurried downstairs and prepared to come down to help.

At this moment, a strangely dressed guy suddenly appeared at the door of the shop. He was completely wrapped in black clothing, and he also had a big hood on his head, with the brim of the hat pushed down very low. , making it difficult to see his specific appearance.

Hu Ze, who was only halfway downstairs, saw someone coming and said something subconsciously.

"Sorry, we are closed now!"

The man seemed to have not heard what Hu Ze said at all. He was still standing at the door minding his own business, his eyes glancing back and forth between Fan Tong's back and Hu Ze, as if he was confirming something... ..

Seeing that the visitor was still standing there with no sign of leaving, Hu Ze was about to remind him again, but before he could say the words, he was interrupted by Fan Tong.

"You go up first!"

?

Hu Ze, who was robbed of his words, was a little confused about what was going on. The first reaction in his mind was that this person was Fan Tong's friend or something.

But he quickly rejected his guess!

Because if they are friends, then there is no need for Fan Tong to avoid him in such a hurry. He can wait until after welcoming the guests...

Could it be the troublemaker?

Before he could continue his reasoning, Fan Tong received another reminder.

Fan Tong saw that Hu Ze didn't respond after he finished speaking. He turned to look at the other party with sharp eyes and a stern tone as he said.

"Go up, and no matter what happens, don't come down until I call you!"

Seeing Fan Tong's appearance, Hu Ze quickly turned around and went upstairs without saying a word, and hid in his room.

She looked so much like a little daughter-in-law who had been scolded!

He was already smart, and he was just thinking about the problem subconsciously before. But when he noticed that Fan Tong's expression and tone were wrong, he immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

The "obstructive" person finally left, and Fan Tong slowly turned around and looked at the man in black at the door.

He had already sensed it when the other party appeared.

Hu Ze may just think that the other party's attire is weird, but unlike Hu Ze who only sees it with the naked eye, in Fan Tong's perception, the other party always exudes murderous aura.

In other words, the guy in front of me is not here to experience the feeling of dancing on the body of a gold medal technician, but here to cause trouble!

It seems like it’s not a good thing!

The first time he saw the other party's appearance, Fan Tong's pupils shrank sharply...

This is...

Is this the hooded man at the auction that day?

The other party knew that the soul bone was in his possession, so he came to visit?

The reason why he thought this was because the man in front of him was dressed so much like the hooded man at the auction that day.

Moreover, when he fought with the middle-aged man, the Marquis of Cologne, he did not see the body of the hooded man, so he naturally thought that the other man did not die that night.

Coupled with a certain degree of guilty conscience.

He would naturally think that the hooded man had come to his door.

In fact, what he didn't know was that this hood was not that hood. Before he met the Marquis of Cologne that day, the hooded man was already dead.

As for why he couldn't see the other party's body, it was because the other party was so dead that not even the scum was left!

Since it's not the hooded man, then who is this person in front of me?

Are you here to find Hu Ze?

Lao Wang discovered something fishy, ​​so he sent Pangpang to confirm the specific situation. Otherwise, why would the hooded man come on the heels just after Pangpang left?

For a time, countless possibilities flashed through Fan Tong's mind. He felt that each one was possible, but each one was uncertain...

"I think you may not have a chance to call him down again!"

Just when he was thinking wildly, the hooded man finally spoke. His voice was hoarse and dry. Even a broken gong could not be used to describe this voice.

Fan Tong originally wanted to try to adopt the other person's tone, but before he could speak, the hooded man stepped forward and rushed forward as soon as he finished speaking!

In the process of charging forward, a straight-edged dagger about ten inches in size appeared in the opponent's hand. What was weird was that the dagger blade turned out to be blood red, with a cold light flashing on it, making people feel chilled all over at just a glance.

At the same time, a total of four soul rings, three yellow and one purple, appeared on the hooded man. He was obviously a powerful soul sect...

Damn it, there is an assassin, come quickly, protect me!

Just kidding, Fan Tong actually didn't need an escort. When he saw the number of soul rings emerging from the opponent's body, he wasn't as worried as he was at first.

It is magical to say that in those fairy worlds, if the enemy hides his aura, it is almost impossible for you to accurately judge the opponent's strength level before the actual fight.

But in Douluo Continent, as long as you want to attack with all your strength, you must activate the martial soul, and this means that before the two sides fight, you can roughly judge by the number and color of the soul rings. The strength of the opponent.

Even if the opponent is an assassin holding a dagger!

Just because he saw the soul ring on the hooded man, Fan Tong relaxed a lot from his previous worries.

Confidence often comes from strength!

A soul sect just wants his life?

Just kidding?

If the other party knew that Fan Tong had killed a seven-ring soul saint not long ago, he didn't know what his expression would be.

Moreover, when Fan Tong was still a great soul master, the actual combat targets assigned to them by Wuhun Palace were already third- and fourth-ring soul masters.

So when he faced the speeding Soul Sect, he felt no pressure at all!

Not only did Fan Tong not look nervous, he actually smiled at the other party.

You actually came to my store to install it?

Let me tell you, we have something to talk about today!