Chapter 26
Zhao Yu gave Peter some detailed instructions and left the farm.
At this time, the sun was about to set on the horizon.
Originally, Zhao Yu didn't plan to leave the farm for a short time for safety reasons, but since the incident happened at Tony's place, he is a master, he can't leave it alone.
Although I knew that Tony could escape safely in the end, Zhao Yu still had to intervene...
After Zhao Yu left, Peter took Harry and the others to practice boxing, hand in hand after another guide them. As far as Harry is concerned, the inheritance with the know-how of cultivation art in his mind makes rapid progress when practicing. As for the three girls, it was much more difficult, and they just practiced the routines along with them.
But for them, apart from Cindy, the other two are probably just playing that's all.
Seeing that it was getting dark, Peter let out a breath that was visible to naked eyes, and stood up.
"Harry," Peter stopped the tired, sweaty Harry, "Let's be here today."
Harry wiped his sweat, nodded: "I plan to do it tomorrow. Move in early in the morning to facilitate cultivation."
Peter said with a smile: "Okay! Let me help you tomorrow!"
After resting for a while, Harry and the three girls left the farm , Halfway through, one after another parted ways and went back to their respective homes.
Jessica got off Harry's car and walked alone on the deserted and dark streets, her feet a little stiff. Under a street lamp, a silhouette stood quietly, and Jessica walked over.
The man was wearing a turtleneck black trench coat with his back to the street light, and his face could not be seen clearly. When Jessica approached, he reached out, took out a Little Dong from Jessica's neckline, turned around and left.
And Jessica, didn't respond. He just stood under the street lamp like this, and after a long time, he suddenly shuddered, then his face showed a look of horror, and he fell to the ground with a scream, and after a while, he rolled and crawled, staggering and running away in a panic. go with.
The silhouette of the turtleneck black trench coat didn't go away, he kept watching Jessica go away, let out an unintelligible laugh, turned around and crossed an alley, and got into a car parked in the corner. The black car, ignited, started, all the way.
The black sedan, resembling a ghost, crosses Queens and finally enters an area on the west coast of Manhattan Island.
It's like a hand with two sides. Manhattan, as the most prosperous area in New York, is bright and bright. But here's one place that breeds the ultimate sin -- here's Hell's Kitchen.
black's sedan made its way into Hell's Kitchen and stopped in front of a building. The man in turtleneck black trench coat got out of the car and walked into the building.
Those sturdy black suits standing at the door of the building don't seem to see this person, and every black suit is blank. turtleneck black trench coat with no difficulty go through the lobby on the ground floor of the building and into the elevator.
"Who is it?"
The luxuriously decorated room looked a little dim, and a middle-aged man with an extremely large and fat bald head was playing chess.
It's chess.
He has no opponent, so he fights with himself.
Hearing the movement, he just said the word 'who' when the door opened. The man in turtleneck black trench coat walked in gracefully like a gentleman in the dark.
"Killgrave, don't act like a gentleman, you are so rude!"
On the sofa next to bald fatty, a little baldy is sitting - compared to With a big bald head, he is indeed a little petite. little baldy wears tight black leather pants, a black T-shirt and denim jacket, and a chunky necklace around her neck. The most important thing is that on his forehead, there is a mark - three rings, the rings are intertwined, like a target.
“Lester?”
Killgrave in turtleneck trench coat let out a mocking grin and set his eyes on little baldy: “As master, Mr. Kingpin didn’t speak, what thing are you?"
"Or," he walked over slowly: "Want to try my taste?"
Lester eyes shrank: "Killgrave, don't challenge my bottom line I'm not afraid of your smell!"
"Okay."
At this moment, Big Fatty Kingpin slapped the chessboard: "Then, Mr. Killgrave, what kind of good news have you brought me?"
"The news you want, the news of the ghost farm." Killgrave smiled grimly: "But Mr. Kingpin, What price are you going to offer?"
"It depends on the value of your news." Kingpin picked up a cigar, and the attendant next to him immediately lit him, but three or five times it didn't work. When he lit it, Kingpin slapped the man to the ground with a slap, twitching all over his body, and he was already breathing in less and out more.
But none of the three people in the room cared.
"I'm only a little interested in that little fellow, you should know." Kingpin lit his cigar and took a light puff.
Killgrave laughed and took out Little Dong Xi from Jessica from his pocket: "Micro recorder, I haven't had time to listen, Mr. Kingpin, are you interested in listening first?"
Kingpin gestured with his hand.
Killgrave clicked somewhere on the mini-recorder, and then a clear voice came out from it.
“treasure seal...black jade slip...cultivation art...devouring soul...the disaster of countless people...see the jail...drain a hundred people, it is not better than You are a little worse, sucking a thousand people... billions of people in this world... can't let it exist..." The sound of breathing became heavier.
"pa!"
Killgrave jerked the recorder down, turned it off, and gripped it fiercely in his hand. He watched Kingpin and Bullseye warily, his muscles tense.
"Mr. Killgrave, didn't expect you brought me such unexpected news...cultivation art, Hehe, it seems that little fellow can surpass ordinary people in a short period of time. .."
Kingpin stood up slowly, the huge body, with great pressure, made Killgrave take a step back. At the same time, Bullseye walked around to the other side of Killgrave without a trace, blocking the way out.
"Very valuable, I am willing to pay 10 million USD, how about it?"
Killgrave giggled: "Mr. Kingpin, is 10 million USD too little? Besides, what do you want to do? I'm not afraid of you!"
Kingpin smiled: "You are too nervous. You have extraordinary power, why be nervous?"
"hmph "Purple Man coldly snorted: "My power is ineffective against you. Kingpin, your will is very tenacious and uncontrollable."
His eyes rolled, as if a sentence was wrong. , Kingpin and Bullseye were about to pounce, his mind turned quickly, and suddenly said: "Mr. Kingpin, you are too impatient."
Kingpin looked at him.
"You know, information is information, and it's uncertain whether things will be available or not. Ghost farm is not Broadway's mall. Although the owner of the farm has left, our little hero is still there! And we can't be sure if that person left some unpredictable means, that treasure seal, I think Mr. Kingpin didn't hear it? That person can make that little fellow become like this in less than 20 days Powerful, hehe..."
Kingpin paused for a moment, then slowly sat down again: "You're right, Mr. Killgrave. So, what are your thoughts?"
"Cooperation!"
Purple Man smiled negatively: "Until we get things, any conflict between us is meaningless. As for getting things...Mr. Kingpin, That's cultivation art..." He pretended to be mysterious: "You may not understand, but I know. Because of your entrustment, I have been following that farm for many days, and someone who goes in and out of the farm has been controlled by me. , I know them very well. Culture art, like a book, is a kind of knowledge that anyone can read, not limited to a certain person. After getting it, we share it, how?! And I know this farm very well , but you don't understand, it's mutual benefit, isn't it?"
Kingpin pondered for a moment, nodding to Bullseye who was guarding the exit of the room, Bullseye returned to his original position.
"You persuaded me, Killgrave." Kingpin said, "This is too sudden, we need a plan. Where did that person go? How long does it take to get back? The amount of defensive power in the ghost farm. How strong is it? How can we get that thing?"
"Where did that person go and how long it takes to return, it depends on Mr. Kingpin you." Killgrave was relaxed in his heart and said: "ghost The amount of defensive power in the farm is very mysterious, anyone who enters it will involuntarily return to the original place in the illusion, I have tried it, but cannot enter."
"And what about the guns?" Kingpin's eyes flashed.
Killgrave said, "I don't know."
"Just try it." Kingpin waved his hand: "Mr. Killgrave, you can go."
Killgrave chuckled: "What about the plan? Mr. Kingpin, you won't turn around and leave me alone, will you?"
Kingpin laughed: "Of course not. As for the plan, I think, wait I'll collect the detailed information first and then customize it."
"So...Hehe, I hope so."
When Purple Man left, Bullseye said: "Mr. Kingpin, I think we should go first..."
Kingpin waved his hand: "No rush. If that's true, then Killgrave is more in a hurry than us, we just need to keep an eye on him. As for that farm...and not simple, let him step on it first, and then we..."
Bullseye grinned: "Understood."
Purple Man felt a little bit in his heart. Anxious, the pace is no longer gentleman.
The kind of cultivation art that can devour flesh and blood souls made his heart tremble. He seemed to see that after he got that kind of cultivation art, he was above the world, and everyone became his captive livestock!
How wonderful that is!
He doesn't doubt its authenticity, the little fellow and the mystic power guarding the farm, also the twisted mind that he desires for a powerful one, all make him believe it incomparably!
He took a deep breath and said secretly in his heart: "This kind of cultivation art, only I, Killgrave, are qualified to have, Kingpin...hmph!"
His eyes As soon as he turned around, he looked back at the Kingpin Building, then got into the car and left.
...
second day, Harry moved to the farm.
In order to facilitate cultivation, this is inevitable.
At this time, Zhao Yu has arrived in Kabul, Afghanistan.
He wanted to personally take action and make an appearance in front of Tony, whether it was because of his responsibility as a Master, or for gradually dispelling Tony's estrangement.
Originally, Zhao Yu didn't plan to leave the farm anytime soon, but this time the time has come.
He won't let go of any opportunity to bring Tony back, anyway, it's his big discíple, if they part ways in the future, or even become enemies, this will be a failure for Zhao Yu.
Of course, the existence of Band-Tightening Spell was ignored by Zhao Yu.
Two-pronged approach, one stick and one sweet date, this is the kingly way.
After getting off the plane, Zhao Yu spit out a mouthful of impure qi.
As a cultivator, he has not yet cultivated to a realm that can fly without the gravitational force of the earth. For him, flying by plane is a hidden danger.
Being on the plane, I always feel empty in my heart and have a sense of crisis.
This is not surprising.
He just developed magic power, and he doesn't know any spells. When fighting, he must stand on the ground. Every punch, every kick, running and jumping, he is borrowing strength from the ground. Leaving the earth, it is rootless duckweed, and my heart is naturally uneasy.