Lord of Puluo

Li Banfeng stepped on Zhong Desong into the boiling hot water.

The steam was steaming, and Li Banfeng was so hot that he quickly shrank his feet.

There is a two-story residence building and an additional one-story travel building. With Li Banfeng's current level of cultivation, it would be extremely painful to be burned, let alone Zhong Desong's entire body being soaked in hot water.

Zhong Desong struggled to poke his head, and Li Banfeng took out an iron ruler, stabbed Zhong Desong on the top of his head, and plunged him into the water.

The iron ruler was burned red. Li Banfeng quickly took the iron ruler back and kicked Zhong Desong in the head again.

Zhong Desong swam to the other side of the wall and tried to show his head.

Li Banfeng jumped to the other wall and kicked him in the head again.

Zhong Desong tried to leave the pool of hot tea several times, but Li Banfeng never gave him a chance.

He stayed in the hot water for nearly five minutes.

Through hard practice, one can endure pain that ordinary people cannot imagine.

But this pain is unbearable by the second-level penance.

Li Banfeng held the teapot in his hand. He didn't know how to control this magic weapon, so he could only wait slowly.

When the spout stopped spraying water, the pool of tea, which was hotter than molten iron, slowly receded.

Zhong Desong was lying on the ground, all his skin fell off, and all the flesh on his body was cooked, and there was no trace of blood at all.

Li Banfeng sighed softly and taught Zhong Desong: The right way is to endure hardships within hardships; only then can you endure hardships within hardships within hardships.

This hardship is not in vain. If you grit your teeth and persist for a while, you will see Mrs. Han.

Li Banfeng picked up the teapot and picked up Zhong Desong, preparing to take it home with him and give his wife some boiled meat.

Before opening the doorstep, Li Banfeng suddenly noticed sparks flickering in Zhong Desong's arms.

What is this going to do?

Doesn't he have explosives on him?

Li Banfeng was startled and immediately threw Zhong Desong away.

He had no explosives on him, just two flares.

The two flares were covered with an oil film and not wet with water. Zhong Desong used his last effort to ignite the flares.

In Prozhou, dynamite works intermittently.

Zhong Desong was lucky this time. One of the two flares actually worked.

boom! Chiliu!

The flare flew into the air and exploded into a golden flower.

Li Banfeng rushed forward and dragged Zhong Desong into his home.

Zhong Desong's eyes were burned and he couldn't see anything. He didn't know where he had come or what Li Banfeng was going to do to him.

With his almost broken body, he struggled to wrap around Li Banfeng and shouted:

Little thief, you can't run away, you can't go anywhere,

You thought the incident at the dance hall was over? Do you think the matter between Du Hongxi and Zhou Yujuan is over?

Little thief, I sent someone to deliver a message to the helmsman. The helmsman will be here soon. If you offend Jiang Xianggang, you have already stepped into the underworld with one foot!

Li Banfeng kicked Zhong Desong away and said to the record player: Madam, let's have a meal.

Chichi~

The record player sobbed twice: Sir, my little slave has been hungry for so many days and finally has something to eat. Come on~~

Li Banfeng scolded: Don't talk like that in front of outsiders, as if I made you starve!

A cloud of steam hit, and Zhong Desong's soul was torn apart inch by inch.

Li Banfeng sat by the bed, thinking about Zhong Desong's words.

Zhong Desong said that the leader of Jiang Xiang Gang has been looking for me. Is this true or false?

Li Banfeng believes that this is most likely true.

It only took one day from the time Li Banfeng blew up the Xianle Dance Hall to when Jiang Xianggang gave in and found Jia Quansheng as the scapegoat.

Jiang Xianggang's actions were too fast. Even in Yuezhou, it would not be possible to handle similar matters with such high efficiency.

The reason why they calmed things down so quickly was because they wanted to cover up some purpose and target my purpose.

Find me!

They're still looking for me!

This is not over yet!

Li Banfeng touched the creak of the record player and said, Madam, are you thinking about your husband right?

Chi chi chi~

The record player laughed so hard:

What did your husband say, right?

I'm thinking about things outside.

If you don't go out the door, little slave, and if you don't step forward the second door, how can you know what's going on outside?

Li Banfeng sat silently on the edge of the bed and suddenly felt a slight heat in his arms.

He took out the teapot and heard the teapot shouting: Are you cold or not? Tell me whether you are cold or not.

The teapot was getting hotter and hotter, so Li Banfeng quickly threw it aside.

Chichi~

The record player wrapped the teapot with steam, and the sound in the teapot became smaller and smaller, gradually disappearing.

Hey, officer, where did this teapot come from?

Li Banfeng looked at Zhong Desong on the ground: I took it from him.

This magic weapon is unusual. It is of a high level and has been spoiled by arrogance. If the official uses it once, he will have to make the official suffer once. If he is not careful, he may even lose his life.

Use it once and you will suffer once.

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The cost is too great.

Thinking again about the ability of this magic weapon, it will create an extremely harsh combat environment, making no difference between its master and the enemy.

Li Banfeng's expectations for the teapot were greatly reduced, and the record player sang slowly: Husband, this magic weapon is a treasure for self-cultivation, but it is of no great use for home repair. In my opinion, it is better to destroy it. But.

destroyed?

Li Banfeng shook his head: What a pity.

The lady is right. This teapot is designed for ascetic cultivators. It will work well in Zhong Desong's hands, but it is of little value to home cultivators.

But fighting in difficult environments is also the specialty of traveling cultivators. As long as they choose the right terrain and have a pool of hot tea, traveling cultivators can even be more advantageous than ascetic cultivators.

The only thing I can't bear is the cost of using this teapot.

Chichi~

If the official is reluctant to part with it, the slave has two other ways to deal with it.

One is to give it directly to Honglian and ask her to refine it again, but Honglian’s bitch temperament is hard to predict. After refining, it is still not a magic weapon, but it is hard to say. It is also possible to directly turn it into two pills.

The second is to put it away first. When your husband's cultivation level improves, he may be able to control this thing.

Li Banfeng thought for a while: Then let's leave it alone for now.

Slave, just listen to your husband.

Just as the record player was about to seal the teapot with steam, Li Banfeng shouted: Madam, wait a minute, I still need to use this thing.

When do you want to use it?

Right now.

So urgent? Chichi~ The record player was a little worried, Husband, after using it, go home quickly and hand him over to the slave. Don't be too lazy to fight.

Li Banfeng nodded: How should I use this teapot?

Rub him over and over until the water in the pot boils, then pour the tea out and it's ready to use.

If the official keeps rubbing, the spout will keep flowing, and the tea on the ground will keep gushing.

Officials must remember that as the water rises higher and higher, officials must not burn themselves.

If the official stops rubbing, wait five or six minutes, the spout will no longer spray water, and the tea on the ground will dissipate.

After the tea has dissipated, the teapot will ask the official if it is cold. The official must not say it is cold, nor can he put it off and just go home immediately.

…

In the deep alley, Shi Boyu, the second helmsman of Yaowangtang of Jiangxiang Gang, rushed to the alley with a red stick and Xiang Guicheng.

When they saw the cannon, they rushed over immediately, but there was no one in the alley, only water stains on the ground, as if it had just rained heavily.

Xiang Guicheng gritted his teeth and said, Something happened to Lao Zhong. It must have been the fault of the man-in-law and Fatty Qin's gang again.

Confidant Sun Xiaoan held a hookah pot and said: The matter has not been decided yet, so you should be careful what you say.

Xiang Guicheng said angrily: It's not decided yet? Lao Zhong went to Fuwang Baozi Shop for a drink tonight. In order to celebrate Fatty Qin passing the first level, Zhang Liuze invited him there. But something happened before Fatty Qin came back. Can we disengage?

Sun Xiao'an shook his head and said: I'm not sure what Fatty Qin thinks. Zhang Liuze has been wandering around in the world for decades, and he will definitely not do such stupid things.

He invited Lao Zhong to a banquet and would never do anything to Lao Zhong. This would not only bring trouble to himself, but also bring disgrace to the Sanying Clan.

Xiang Guicheng sneered: I'm afraid Zhang Liuze is not as thoughtful as you think. He is also a rough man. Instead of making random guesses here, it is better to ask him.

Shi Boyu nodded and prepared to take people to find Zhang Liuze.

Sun Xiaoan stepped forward to stop the helmsman and lowered his voice: We can't go to see Zhang Liuze tonight.

Shi Boyu was surprised: I asked him about something, why can't I go?

It's okay to ask about things, but not about crimes. This is not the time to ask about things.

In the middle of the night, if you go to the banquet to look for someone, isn't it just to ask for guilt?

Shi Boyu remained silent, and Sun Xiaoan continued: Old Zhong is missing now, and it's hard to say whether something happened. The top priority is to find Old Zhong first.

Head, please go back to the helm and wait for news. Brother Xiang, I will summon the brothers with you, and we will find someone quickly.

Xiang Guicheng was very dissatisfied. Before he could speak, Shi Boyu spoke first: Let's do it.

Shi Boyu turned around and left, Xiang Guicheng had no choice but to follow Sun Xiaoan to gather men.

My mother-in-law and mother-in-law don't act like men at all. What kind of boss should such a person be? I shouldn't have spared those bastards in the first place! Xiang Guicheng complained all the way.

Sun Xiao'an took a sip of water: Brother Xiang, our helmsman never intended to spare them, but we have to do things in a measured and orderly manner.

Across an alley, Li Banfeng could hear clearly with his earrings.

As expected, this matter is not over yet.

Aren't you going to let me go?

It seems that I still haven’t hurt you!

Shi Boyu wants to go back to the helm.

Okay, I also know where your helm station is, let's see who gets there faster!

PS: Dear readers, have a great weekend.

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