After the beastification, it's better to be a dead enemy

Lu Ze nodded with a heavy face.

1 minutes later.

5 minutes later.

Lu Ze asked with a heavy face, "And then?"

"Then? No then. I knew that your elder brother Lu Yi had arrived in the Central Plains Huangzhou, and I don't know the rest, but if we win the place in the Five-State Competition—"

Feng Zhao carried the five hundred spirit crystals in his pocket, ran away before Lu Ze erupted, and left a nonsense sentence, "You must be careful of your big brother".

Feng Zhao had the opportunity to run, and his two long legs were very powerful. In less than 10 minutes, he could not even hear Lu Ze's angry roar.

With a hundred spirit crystals in his pocket, he walked round and round in the market, but in the end he was still unwilling to use the spirit crystals to buy the so-called healer-made headgear. He turned around and went to ordinary orcs more often. In the wholesale market, I decided to use credit points to buy and buy.

Buy hats, all kinds.

Buy wigs, both medium and long.

buy...huh?

Feng Zhao stretched out his hand and grabbed a claw that was trying to reach into his pocket, and said unkindly, "You want to steal money?"

The thief who was caught was a skinny, middle-aged male orc. He was dressed decently, and his barely made face showed a little sickness. Looking at him, he couldn't tell that he was a thief.

However, Feng Zhao was very sure that this guy had been following him since the third jewelry store, and what made him feel extremely uncomfortable was that this guy came for the spirit crystal in his pocket.

So here comes the question, how does this guy know that he has a spirit crystal in his pocket?Or, by what means does he know that he has treasure in his bag?

The more Feng Zhao thought about it, the more he felt that the thief in front of him was not kind. His glazed eyes narrowed slightly, and the light elements on the hands that held the thief quickly condensed and turned into shackles.

The thief was subconsciously quibbling, but before he could say anything, he was frightened by the sudden appearance of shackles on his hands and feet, and hurriedly began to beg for mercy, begging to let him go, when he heard Feng Zhao said that he would be arrested When it was sent to the police station, it finally collapsed completely.

Without him.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary orcs who enter the police station for theft are generally detained, reprimanded, and fined three times in a row.However, there is a prerequisite for this, that is, the items stolen by the illegal orc also belong to the ordinary category, and the person who sued is an ordinary orc.

And Feng Zhao is obviously a spiritual master, stealing the spiritual master's items is a third-class crime!If you are unlucky, you may directly mention the prison real estate...

"I don't want to go to the police, please, please, I... I have, by the way, I have a secret that I can trade for, really, I have a secret! Very important secret, A very useful secret for you spiritual masters!"

The thief was so afraid that tears were about to come out, and he didn't dare to do the usual slapstick, let alone slander and falsely accuse the healer of bullying him, an ordinary orc. At this moment, his mind was full of thoughts, what should he do to impress the cold healer in front of him? .

at last.

This decent-looking and thin middle-aged male orc thought of a treasure passed down from his ancestors.

Feng Zhao wanted to find out the background of this person, so he pretended to be very interested in the other person's baby, so he followed the other person into a dilapidated residential area. After stepping on the stairs and entering a basement, he saw The thief searched and searched among his pile of rags, and found a golden stone.

No, this stone is not golden, but it seems that some golden liquid has fallen on it, and then gradually solidified over time.

And this golden liquid...

Feng Zhao sniffed his nose, and felt that the smell of this thing was a bit fragrant, and it seemed a little inexplicably attractive.

Afraid that Feng Zhao would be dissatisfied, the thief explained: "This is something my great-great-great-grandfather brought out from the Holy Land of Yaochi. Although I don't know what it is, I'm sure it's a treasure, definitely a treasure!"

Feng Zhao observed it again and again, and still felt that except for the golden liquid, which was a bit strange, there was nothing special about it.

but.

Feng Zhao narrowed his gaze, caught the thief's small eyes peeping at his neck again, stretched out his long arm, and grabbed the thief's collar, and said unkindly: "I've noticed from just now that you keep coming back again and again. San's looking at the glazed beads around my neck? What do you want to do? Steal?"

"No, no, no, I'm not, I don't, I...cough cough cough, I don't, I don't, cough cough cough..." The thief didn't expect that his hidden little eyes would be discovered, and he felt guilty and confused. Terrified, his face gradually turned purple after being strangled, as if he would be suffocated to death in just one second.

Feng Zhao squinted his eyes and let the other party suffer, and then he relaxed a little. He looked down at the thief coughing heart-piercingly, and said coldly: "I don't care what you are thinking, It’s best to keep them all! The spiritual master’s things are beyond your imagination, even if it’s just a bead, understand?”

The law of the United Nations does not allow healers to attack ordinary people casually, but the premise is "casually". If the thief in front of him really dares to hit the glass beads with his idea, don't blame him for being cruel!

Perhaps the murderous intent in Feng Zhao's eyes was too obvious, the thief had narrowly escaped death at this moment, and he shrank back in fear, wishing he could completely embed himself into the wall, and then run away.

It's a pity that the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is that he, an ordinary orc, can only feel the powerful aura from the healer over and over again, so scared that tears and nose flow together, and he can't speak well.

However, it was all so miserable, but Feng Zhao was surprised to find that this guy was still looking at his neck from the corner of his eyes, and the target was obviously his own glass bead.

Feng Zhao frowned, a little murderous intent emerged in his glazed eyes, several times he wanted to drag him up and beat him up, torture him, and ask him clearly, but the idea just surfaced, and was repeatedly suppressed.

bully...

Feng Zhao still couldn't do it. After thinking about it, he decided to send him to the police station to experience the education of the police.

However, as soon as he heard the word "police station", the thief, who was about to pass out from crying, quit immediately, hugging Feng Zhao's calf and howling for a while, and the words were inconceivable——

As long as he doesn't send him to the police station, he can do whatever he wants.

Feng Zhao sneered: "I have no shortage of people to be like cows and horses!"

The thief was cruel and gritted his teeth: "Well, that... well, making the bed and warming the quilt is also okay!"

Feng Zhao: "!"

Feng Zhao was so disgusted that he almost threw up. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't hit hard, he might just treat this guy like a mosquito and slap him to death.

The thief once again felt the pain of suffocation just now. After struggling for a while, he didn't dare to play tricks anymore. Taking advantage of the second that Feng Zhao dragged him out, he hugged Feng Zhao again calf.

He said: "Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa spiritual master! Me, me, me...cough cough cough, I have seen your beads! Really, I have seen it! I...cough cough cough, uncle...forgive, forgive! "

The light gun in Feng Zhao's hand was concentrated, and the sharp tip of the gun was on the thief's neck, and his foot was on the thief's chest. With a little force, the thief couldn't help but howl, and his face, which was originally very reluctant, suddenly twisted He was in a bad shape, and blood was gushing out from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Zhao was stunned for a moment, but soon, when his eyes fell on the pools of blood, deep thoughts quickly slipped through his glazed eyes hidden under the long eyelashes.

at last.

The thief was frightened by the "tossing", and after speaking clearly intermittently, he took a bead out of his pocket and carefully handed it to Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao looked at the extra glazed bead in his hand, it seemed to be quite similar to the one on his neck, it was ordinary and very cheap, not only cheap, but there was a very obvious flaw on the side of this bead...

"This is me... I saved a very, very powerful sister in red when I was young, and she left it to me! She said that this could save my life!"

Speaking of this, the thief said as if he had been completely hollowed out, "Grandpa spiritual master, it is because of this bead that I know that you, you have good things on you... woo woo woo, I know I was wrong, I will Don’t dare anymore... I beg you to spare my life for the sake of this life-saving pearl... Spare my life..."

Feng Zhao also failed to see the clues from this cheap flawed bead, just like the gold-dyed stone just now. As for the secret, it is not clear.

but.

Regardless of whether it is a good thing or not, since it may be a good thing, it has been delivered to him, so naturally he cannot let it go.

Adhering to such a good moral character that cannot be let go, Feng Zhao decisively put the stones and beads into his pocket, and his glazed eyes fell on the guy who was still swearing to the sky that he would be a good person and would never dare to do so again body, for a long time.

When the thief was about to resign himself to his fate and waited for death with his eyes closed, Feng Zhao unhurriedly began to warn the thief, and forced a jelly bean into the other's mouth, and said sinisterly: "Yes! Don't you think it's very sweet? Sweet is right, this is the heart-biting pill that only our spiritual masters have, how sweet it is now, and how painful it will be when you do immoral things in the future!"

After saying that, Feng Zhao lifted the thief's chin vigorously, forcing the other party to swallow the jelly beans, then snorted coldly, turned and left.

Feng Zhao left with both hands in his pockets, one hand was stroking the strange stone, the other hand was kneading the beads, looking chic and loose, but his two long legs opened and closed, and he walked out in an instant. far away.

Fast, as if running away.

And just as Feng Zhao turned around, the thief, who was paralyzed by fright and retched, was slowly changing.