Click. A flame flickered in the dim toilet. A young man took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the gray smoke from his mouth. Looking at the sexy, enchanting and charming uniformed woman in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smirk. The hand holding the cigarette grabbed the woman's bulging breasts that almost burst out of her shirt.
"What are you doing? Look at your stupid face."
The woman rolled her eyes at the young man and slapped away the mischievous big hand with her small hand. "Peng 'er, I'm telling you, you must do this beautifully. When the time comes, Young Master Ye will not be short of your benefits."
"Young Master Ye, Young Master Ye, you always talk about Young Master Ye. What's wrong? Is he older than me?"
Zhang Peng said as he threw away the cigarette in his hand. He hooked the woman's fleshy but not fat waist and hugged her tightly in his arms. Her bulging breasts were pressed against his chest. He looked down at the woman's misty eyes and kissed her.
At the same time, in the dim cell, Du Kang grabbed the short fatty's right fist. His five fingers sunk deep into the flesh and his fist was completely deformed. The short fatty even fainted from the pain and was dragged forward by Du Kang. His body rubbed against the cement floor and made a sound that made people's backs go numb.
The malicious-looking man's forehead was also gradually oozing cold sweat, but he was after all a ruthless person who lived on the edge of a knife and earned money from piles of corpses. With his back against the ice-cold wall, he had nowhere to retreat. Looking at Du Kang who was walking towards him step by step, he gritted his teeth so hard that they made grinding noises. His eyes were wide open as he shouted in a stern voice, "I didn't expect you to be an expert. Today, I, the Eight-handed Godly Thief Yu Zheng, am defeated.
The malicious-looking man made up his mind. He took a step forward, puffed out his chest and closed his eyes, with a posture of "do whatever you want". Seeing this, Du Kang's heart was moved and he had a different view of this man. He let go of the short fatty. With a thud, the short fatty fell heavily on the ground. The dull sound of the collision made the three people present frown.
Du Kang looked up and down at the malicious-looking man with his arms crossed. He found that the man's cheeks were bulging. Suddenly, he understood what the man was going to do. He sneered and walked slowly to the bed that originally belonged to him. He threw the quilt in his arms on the bed and turned to look at Yu Zheng who was still standing there motionless.
"Lao He, which willow?"
The bald man and the tall and skinny man didn't react to Du Kang's words. But Yu Zheng looked like he was struck by lightning. He suddenly turned to look at Du Kang, his eyes full of disbelief. After hesitating for a long time, he said, "Taoist Chang Qing of Mount Qingcheng, I wonder who you are?"
Du Kang laughed and put one palm in front of his chest. He said in a clear voice, "Maoshan's Mighty Alliance Celestial Master Sect!"
"You are a disciple of Maoshan?"
Yu Zheng's eyes lit up. He quickly walked in front of Du Kang and pinched the Green Lotus Seal. A green light swayed on his fingertips.
Du Kang smiled mysteriously and raised his hand to cover the green light. He held it in his palm and gently blew on it. The green light flew out like a firefly and hit the wall. After the green light flashed, the wall was charred black as if it was burned by a raging fire.
"This …" Witnessing this scene, the three of them were simultaneously stunned on the spot. Although the bald man and the skinny man didn't understand the profoundness behind this scene, just from this scene alone, the two of them who had roamed the Jianghu for many years understood that this young man in front of them who looked like a student was a ruthless character that they absolutely couldn't afford to provoke.
Yu Zheng was shocked far more than the bald man and the tall and skinny man. Although he was only an abandoned disciple of Mount Qingcheng and an outer disciple, he still had some eyesight. The "Prairie Fire" that Du Kang used just now was something that even his master might not be able to do as easily as Du Kang.
"The strength of this young man in front of me is unfathomable. Damn it, Ye Zilong, how dare you. You even dare to scheme against a cultivator. It seems that your Ye Clan is about to come to an end."
Yu Zheng's thoughts turned quickly. He cursed all eighteen generations of Ye Zilong's ancestors. Finally, his gaze fell on Du Kang who was sitting on his bed. He cupped his fists and bowed. "I have eyes but can't see. Please forgive me."
"Ahem …" Du Kang pretended to wave his hand. He didn't say anything. He actually closed his eyes and rested on the bed. His attitude was so arrogant that it could explode. However, Yu Zheng and the other two acted as if they had been pardoned. They were as obedient as a farmer's wife. They didn't even dare to make a sound.
Du Kang used his hands as a pillow. He swayed his legs on the bed railing. He was indescribably leisurely. However, only Du Kang knew in his heart that the so called "Prairie Fire" just now was the truth.
It was like a magic trick. It looked beautiful, but if the secret was revealed, it would be worthless.
Du Kang had only been by Weiwei's side for a short time. He wasn't a fierce person like the male protagonist in the novel. Although Weiwei had taught him a little, he had only been cramming theories recently. As for Dao techniques, he basically didn't know anything at all.
Fortunately, Old Madam Du Hongwei had taught Du Kang some of the rules when Dao disciples met. What Du Kang did just now was imitating them and applying what he had learned.
And that "Prairie Fire" was completely Du Kang using his True Yang Saliva's Yang Qi and blood Qi to activate Yu Zheng's Green Lotus Fire. In fact, Du Kang didn't expect that it would have such an effect.
At this moment, Du Kang bit the tip of his tongue. His mouth was filled with the sweet taste of blood. That was why he didn't dare to speak. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, the taste of blood would come out and give Yu Zheng some clues.
"Brother Yu, where did this person come from? He's so fierce. Even you are afraid of him?"
The tall and skinny guy moved to Yu Zheng's side and asked in a low voice. The bald guy beside him also nodded in agreement. He looked at Du Kang with fear and doubt.
He pulled the two to the corner of the cell. The three of them sat on the floor. Yu Zheng lowered his voice and said to the two, "Don't be fooled by his young appearance. He might be an old monster in his forties or fifties. With that" Prairie Fire "of his just now, killing the three of us is as easy as killing three ants."
"Is it really as powerful as you say? Isn't it a little exaggerated?"
The bald guy felt that Yu Zheng was a little too much. How could there be such a fierce person in the world? A bald head that was like a soy egg shaking like a rattle drum.
"It's up to you whether you believe it or not. Anyway, don't blame me when you die."
Yu Zheng was not a person who was easy to talk to. His personality was eccentric and eccentric. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been ostracized by his fellow disciples. He betrayed his sect and became an outcast of Qing City.
Yu Zheng formed a spell with his hands and sat down cross-legged to meditate. His divine sense swept across and felt that Du Kang was like a ball of blazing sun. Just as his divine sense came into contact with Du Kang, it was shattered by a fierce and domineering aura with a hint of evil.
Yu Zheng was so scared that he quickly retracted his divine sense and didn't dare to take another step.
The bald guy and the tall and skinny guy looked at each other. The two of them gathered together and whispered. They both felt that what Yu Zheng said was too exaggerated.
"The reason why he's boasting about how powerful that brat is, isn't it to give himself a way out of this embarrassing situation? If word of this gets out, people in the underworld will look down on him in the future."
"Hmm, I think it's very likely. However, even if this person isn't as powerful as Yu Zheng said, he's still not someone we can afford to offend. Looks like we're done for this time."
The tall and skinny guy glanced at the two fainted men on the floor. His heart quivered and he moved closer to Yu Zheng.
"Crash …"