Weird World of Immortality

Both of the Poison Silkworm Gang said they didn't know where their gang leader was hiding.

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Zhou Fan asked coldly, "You may not know the exact location of your gang leader, but don't you know where they are probably hiding?"

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One of the two said in a trembling voice, "Senior, it's impossible to know that in the Land of Hundred Cursed Forces, if there is an enmity between forces and forces, the weaker party will often give up their residence immediately and hide in certain places. Inside the abandoned rock pit."

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"It must be the same with the helpers, and they won't live in any fixed place, but will keep changing places until things come to an end."

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Zhou Fan asked several more questions with a sullen face, but he could no longer ask any valuable information from the two of them.

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Obviously, these two were abandoned, and the Poison Silkworm Gang would not take the initiative to contact them again.

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Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Zhou Fan drew his knife and gave the two of them a treat.

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Zhou Fan blew a whistle, and the little girl ran over from one place.

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Just now, Zhou Fan followed these two people, and the little sister was not allowed to follow too closely, for fear of being discovered by these two people.

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Zhou Fan looked around again. He knew that the person watching the signal must be hiding in the dark. Once he saw the signal, he would leave immediately.

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It was impossible for Zhou Fan to find the person watching the signal.

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The Poison Silkworm Gang was more difficult to deal with than he imagined. He didn't expect that the members of the Poison Silkworm Gang were so timid, they actually adopted the guerrilla method, that is, they didn't meet him.

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This tactic is really too difficult to deal with, Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and he had a new idea in his heart.

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He started to turn around and leave here. He didn't find the Poison Silkworm Gang, but he still didn't rush to his giant pit. It wasn't because he was afraid that someone would ambush him along the way. In fact, as long as he didn't take the nearest route from the inn to the giant pit, those people would It is not so easy to ambush him halfway.

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As for setting up an ambush in the giant pit, this is even more of a joke. The giant pit is inherently dangerous, complex, powerful, and mysterious.

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Zhou Fan wasn't very worried about these issues. He didn't rush to Jukeng and naturally had his own thoughts.

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His speed was not slow, and he tried his best to avoid some dangerous rock pits. There was no strange harassment that suddenly ran out of the rock pits. After only half an hour, he stopped again.

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Not far in front of him stood white tents, about twenty tents.

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This is a stronghold called the Miki Caravan.

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The Land of Hundred Pills is an impossible place. Officials can’t do anything about this place, but the caravans who come here to seek profits do not dare to be open and aboveboard. Most of these caravans will change their names and make certain disguise.

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After all, if the official family were to confirm that the caravan from aristocratic families or merchants colluded with the Land of Hundred Quench, they would be in big trouble.

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So this Sanmu caravan is just a disguised name. It is estimated that few people know which family or big businessman it belongs to.

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Among the caravans that came here, the Miki caravan was considered to be the most powerful.

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Zhou Fan took out a mask with a tiger painted on it and took it on. The mask was also engraved with runes to prevent prying eyes. Even a cultivator or a deceitful person with the ability to see through could not easily see the face under the mask.

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Zhou Fan pretended again, put away the ordinary long sword, and replaced it with a German sword. He told his little sister to hide and not follow, and then walked out. When he reached the gate of the Sanmu caravan camp, his footsteps slowed down. down.

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The guard at the gate of the camp saw Zhou Fan's figure, and immediately shouted inwardly, then turned his head and pulled out his weapon and said coldly, "Come on, stop, or don't blame us for being rude."

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Zhou Fan obediently stopped.

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A dozen people rushed out of the camp, and the leader was a middle-aged man in a black suit. He looked at Zhou Fan. Zhou Fan was wearing a mask to make him vigilant. He said solemnly: "Your Excellency, come to us. What's going on with the Miki Caravan?"

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"Let your caravan be in charge, I have a big deal to do with your caravan." Zhou Fan's voice also became a little different, low and powerful.

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"What big business?" the man asked.

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"Are you in charge? Can you make decisions? If not, don't ask. If your caravan doesn't want to, then forget it. I'll find another caravan." Zhou Fan said impatiently.

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The middle-aged man hesitated for a while, but still whispered to the person beside him, the person nodded lightly and went to invite someone.

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Not long after, a young woman walked out of the crowd.

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The woman was wearing gray clothes, with a beautiful face, looking at Zhou Fan with her eyes.

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The middle-aged man bowed his hands to the woman respectfully and said in a low voice.

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Zhou Fan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the caravan's steward would be a woman.

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"The little girl, Mu Sanying, is the manager of this caravan. I don't know if this brother has any big business to do with our caravan?" The woman who called herself Mu Sanying asked with a smile.

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"Of course, if it's inconvenient, we can go inside and find a quiet place to talk in detail." Mu Sanying added.

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"No, I just want to sell you a batch of materials." Zhou Fan took out an envelope from his arms, "The envelope contains the name and quantity of the materials, you can make a price and I will sell it if the price is right, but I am very I don't like to haggle, and if it doesn't fit, that's fine."

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Zhou Fan didn't throw the envelope directly, but looked at the people in the Sanmu caravan, because throwing the envelope directly might lead to misunderstanding. After all, envelopes can kill people.

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Mu Sanying waved her hand gently, and everyone in the caravan took five steps back in unison. She then smiled and said, "I believe Xiongtai won't do anything, just throw it over."

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Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows, is this woman not afraid of death or does she have her own support? Even he didn't dare to take letters from strangers at will.

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But after Mu Sanying said so, Zhou Fan threw the envelope, and the envelope flew like a knife.

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Mu Sanying took the envelope with her bare hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She didn't mind tearing the letter open at all, and took out the paper inside the envelope, which listed the transaction materials Zhou Fan wrote down last night.

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After Mu Sanying read it, she raised her head and said, "I don't know what to call this Xiongtai?"

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"You can call me Tiger." Zhou Fan gave himself a name at will, "Are you interested in these materials?"

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"There are a lot of materials. We originally came here to collect materials, so of course we are interested." Mu Sanying smiled: "But Brother Tiger, this material is not a big deal for my Sanmu caravan."

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"If you make me feel satisfied, there will be more materials in the future. Almost every day, there will be a similar amount of materials." Zhou Fan said slowly.

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Mu Sanying's face gradually became serious and said, "Brother Tiger, is this true?"

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Originally, the amount of materials written on the paper was quite large. If it were available every day, even the major forces in the Land of Hundred Cursors would not be able to come up with so many materials every day.

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This is indeed a great deal!