Urban Demon Slayer

Just as he walked to the door, Wang Qianchen heard that the Eighth Prince also sat up in another room.

That is to say, his hearing is excellent, otherwise he would not have been able to find it.

The Eighth Prince was just pretending to be asleep?

Doubt him?

Also, from the lair in Taihang Cave, to the second leak on the edge of the Fen River, even if I didn't expect it at first, but gradually calmed down, even if there is no concrete evidence, according to normal people's thinking, I would still suspect Wang Qianchen. of.

Wang Qianchen went to the bathroom calmly, and after taking off his hands, he went back to his room to sleep.

The Eighth Prince also lay down.

This night, Wang Qianchen did not dare to act rashly, and could only contemplate the next plan in his mind.

...

Shangjing City, a detention center.

At ten o'clock in the evening, a slightly tired middle-aged man walked out.

"Elder Ma!"

Several disciples wearing Qingcheng Mountain uniforms immediately greeted them, they have been waiting here for a long time.

"It's just to injure a demon slayer who has no background. He even locked me up for so long. Song Heavy Sword is really ruthless!" Elder Ma gritted his teeth, his eyes still flashing with hatred.

Before, Elder Ma attacked Wang Qianchen in the training camp and was sent to a military court by Song Cepeng. He was finally sentenced for several months for wounding.

"Elder Ma, the deputy head said, let's stop the Wanlong matter, don't look for that Wang Qianchen for the time being..." One of the disciples said softly.

"Why?" Elder Ma frowned.

"Well...the deputy head said, I feel that Song Cepian is protecting that kid, and looking for him is equivalent to plucking hairs from a tiger's butt!" The disciple sighed softly.

"Then Wan Longbai died?!" Elder Ma raised his eyebrows.

"No, the deputy head means to take the right path and find evidence that Wang Qianchen killed Wanlong..."

"If I could find it, I would have found it long ago!" Elder Ma was extremely angry, and continued: "That Wang Qianchen, where did he go after graduation?"

"I've gone to Luzhou City, now I'm a captain, and I have two other players from the soil realm..."

"Go, go directly to Luzhou City, I don't **** believe it, it's so far from Shangjing, Song Cepeng can still protect him!" Elder Ma waved his hand and directly took a few disciples into the car, running overnight!

Shangjing City and Luzhou City are both in the north, and if you don't stop, it will only take five or six hours to drive.

...

Luzhou City.

The next morning, as soon as it was dawn, the Eighth Prince got up.

Hearing that he was up, Wang Qianchen also went out of the house.

"Eighth Prince, early!"

"Well, morning!"

The Eighth Prince nodded and walked into the washroom, but he observed Wang Qianchen from the corner of his eyes.

"I'm going out to buy something to eat, and I'll be back in a while!" Wang Qianchen opened the door and walked out.

The Eighth Prince dodged and followed quietly.

He knew that Wang Qianchen's true appearance was a dog, with a strong sense of smell and hearing, so he didn't get too close, and always kept a distance of hundreds of meters.

——100 meters is a long way for ordinary people, but it is not bad for a monster in a wall, Wang Qianchen's every move still can't escape his eyes.

From the bottom of my heart, the Eighth Prince did not want to suspect Wang Qianchen. After all, this is a monster with the spirit of a dog emperor. He and Lang Baibai became brothers yesterday, but it is not uncommon for the monster to collude with the monster slayer.

But in the case of being targeted by the Monster Slayer twice in a row, the Eighth Prince must ensure that Wang Qianchen is safe, otherwise there will be another time.

...

Wang Qianchen walked a few hundred meters and came to the morning market.

Within the range of his perception, he did not find the existence of the Eighth Prince, and even if he activated his sense of smell and hearing together, he could not find him. But he did not let his guard down, knowing that the Eighth Prince must be watching him secretly.

If you want to get rid of the suspicion of the Eighth Prince and want to spread the news, then you can't borrow a mobile phone.

Coming to a fritters stand, Wang Qianchen raised his head, and without waiting for the boss to speak, he handed over a piece of ten yuan, and squeezed the back of the boss's hand by the way.

The boss was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw that in the ten dollars, there was also a hundred dollars that were stacked in a triangle.

The next second, Wang Qianchen shoved another note into the boss's hand.

"A pound of fried dough sticks." Wang Qianchen smiled.

Wang Qianchen took the fried dough sticks just out of the pot and turned to leave. The boss looked down at the note, which read: I was controlled by pyramid schemes. There are more than 100 people on the opposite side. Help me inform my family, and I will give you a message when the matter is completed. million in benefits. Remember to call again in ten minutes.

A cell phone number is attached to the back.

Ordinary people may not dare to take care of this kind of thing, but if you help inform your family, and there is a benefit fee of 10,000 yuan, it is worth the risk.

However, the boss does not know whether to make this call or not.

Therefore, Wang Qianchen is gambling.

In the absence of a mobile phone and being stalked by the Eighth Prince, this is the only way for him to pass the news.

Wang Qianchen carried the fried dough sticks and walked slowly to Zhezhe Car Wash.

Within his line of sight, he still did not find the figure of the Eighth Prince, that old thing was indeed hidden better than anyone else.

"[Qingming Space]."

Just then, a faint voice suddenly sounded.