I Have a Wolf Sword Saint System

What does 　　横财 mean?

　　 Unexpected, lucky money (Baidu Chinese).

　　 Langren stood here, and somehow realized that he had something more.

　　 "Harvest experience: 117"

　　 "Storing experience: 27/62"

　　 "Skill points acquired: 2"

　　 Langren remembers that the average person’s experience is 26 points, the level D in prison is 78 points, and the higher level is three times the experience. If 117 is correct, it is half of the three times of 78.

　　 This is exactly a C-level death experience.

　　 There is already a C-class dead, without a sound, within ten meters of him.

　　 Do you want to communicate with Xing Junhao? Although he was right across from the headset, Langren did not dare to speak now, he even turned on and held his breath involuntarily, hiding his breath.

　　 Maybe someone was assassinated after the front corner? Xing Junhao said that there were loopholes in the monitoring of the outermost periphery of the house.

　　 Langren calmed down for a while, walked slowly to the corner ten steps away, and slowly poked his head out and looked to the other side.

　　 He saw it, his eyes widened, and he looked at himself silently.

　　 "......"

　　 "......"

　　 Langren looked at him like that, and he looked at Langren like that, the two of them used the same posture.

"what are you doing?"

　　 The other party finally asked.

　　 "I should ask you this sentence."

　　 broke the deadlock, Langren stood up straight indifferently, and the other party frowned.

　　 The other party was unwilling to answer, Langren shrugged, glanced at the other party's armband, and then bypassed him and continued on his own path.

　　 Even if he walked more than ten meters away, the senses strengthened by his seeing through skills made Langren vaguely feel that the other party was still looking at him.

　　 This feeling did not disappear until after turning here.

　　 "Xing Junhao, are you still there?"

"here I am."

　　 "In just a few minutes...has the gap in the southeast been opened."

　　 Langren looked at the direction and asked in a low voice.

　　 "Let me see... Yes, just fifty-seven seconds ago, now it's one minute, what's wrong."

　　 "Someone died."

"what happened?"

　　 "I don't know." Langren frowned, somewhat puzzled. He knew that the man was weird just now, but if the murderer was him, what about the corpse?

　　 Just after he avoided his sight, he also checked the surrounding environment roughly. There was no place to hide the corpse. Even if the other party used the drug to destroy the corpse, it would take time for the corpse to turn into charcoal.

　　 What if it is not him, but other places within ten meters of him? , Then why does he want to peek at me?

　　 "Then what do you think happened?"

　　 Xing Junhao changed the question again.

　　 "Someone sneaked into this house, but I don't understand his method of hiding the body."

　　 Langren shook his head.

　　 "Maybe it's a high-level ability?"

　　 Langren was taken aback when he heard the words.

　　 Xing Junhao obviously knows more about this world than Langlin, so maybe he knows the scarcity conditions he doesn't understand.

　　 Just like this sentence.

　　 "The derivative features of higher-level abilities?"

　　 "For example, swallowing a corpse directly, or directly possessing it, or space abilities. Although there are few such abilities, they are not absent."

　　 Langren heard the words and thought for a while, denying the swallowing corpse and the private possession of space.

　　 "His armband is still there. It is the guard of the Jiang family. Those time should not be enough to change his clothes. In that case, his appearance is also a problem. Possession is the most qualified. Probably."

　　 Langren is still not sure.

　　 "Wait a minute, the other party hasn't done anything to you, we can wait and see, but if necessary, we can take action."

　　 "Well, I remember his face."

　　 Langren nodded, but that person should be wary of his actions, but he should be very sure that he hadn't seen the process of his actions and didn't act directly.

　　. . . . . .

　　 Luo Zeyue sat alone at the table drinking a drink, looking at these people just like him, with no emotion in his eyes.

　　 Just now, there were still a few sons and brothers around her, but she obviously expressed that she was a little uncomfortable and dissuaded their enthusiasm.

　　 "The Jue family and the Nie family still don't deal with each other. They are far apart and look at each other coldly. As the saying goes, the guy still laughs disgustingly, not as good as Lang Lin Sese shivering."

　　 "Xing Junheng is still absent-minded, I am afraid he is still thinking about his studio."

　　 "That girl Ruimeng is still so naive, she is so happy with just a few sentences, do you really think they like you? Ruifeng herself is not a good thing."

"Ugh--"

　　 Luo Zeyue sighed, feeling this banquet... No, the air of this stage play made herself sick.

　　 "I'm really sorry, I'm a little uncomfortable, so I will go back to rest first."

　　 The etiquette on the bright side still needs to be in place, Luo Zeyue came to a young man with high spirits, who was talking about business cooperation with Master Jue, and saluted.

　　 "Uncomfortable? What's the matter? Miss Luo is embarrassed? Shall I send someone to take you back to the room?"

　　 "Don't bother Master Ming bothering you."

　　 Luo Zeyue faintly replied, and left by himself.

　　 "Hmph, Miss Luo, it's still the same."

　　 Ming Huanzhao, this young man gently shook the wine glass in his hand, pointed the liquid in the glass against Luo Zeyue's back, and narrowed his eyes to look through.

　　 "She considers herself innocent and does not want to be with us. Except for this kind of banquet that must be present, she dismisses everything else."

　　 Jue Yi also ridiculed, Miss Luo has always been like this, if it wasn't her father, who would call her? The hot face hit the air-conditioner, angered to death.

"Who knows? Miss Luo has not been in the same environment with us since she was a child. Maybe to her, we are aliens. Young Master Jue may not know, right? She is the bell ringing in the 13 provinces of Fengzhou. Provinces, Futian Province and Asahihua Province have established their own organizational networks."

　　 Ming Huanzhao stretched out his three fingers, then slowly folded it into a fist after speaking.

　　 "What... what does she want to do? A good lady is wrong, she wants to be a dark hand?"

The dark black hand is the so-called dark area in the so-called orderly society. Some mafia who are half obedient to the official mobilization and half self-control. The mafia do it.

　　 For example, some people who have climbed into clan relationships secretly do some strange tricks, and they will be secretly committed by the government.

　　Officials do not only use the law, because the law is used by those who maintain order and protect them.

　　 And these people don't use it.

　　 "Dark hand? It's possible." Ming Huan Zhao said perfunctorily, took a sip of wine, glanced at somewhere, and suddenly changed the subject.

　　 "Jue Yi, don't you and Nie Guanzhen consider improving the relationship?"

　　 Jue Yi heard this without even wanting to refuse.

　　 "Impossible, that guy still wants me to improve the relationship with him? I want to get involved with Lao Tzu's sister and do slander things. I feel sick in this hall with this kind of scum."

　　 "Maybe that happened..."

　　 Before Ming Huan Zhao finished speaking, he was interrupted by a loud shout.

　　 "You have the guts to say it again!?"

　　Who knew that Nie Guan happened to pass this side unintentionally, and when he heard Jue Yi scolding him, he suddenly became angry.

　　 "How many times did the Lord say that I entered the wrong door that time..."

"Hmph, you entered the wrong door? I think you just wanted to enter that door! You guys gave her alcohol, and I told her that she was not allowed to drink when she went out. She listened to me the most at home, then you say Why can she be drunk and unconscious?"

　　 "I know so? It was like that when I went in..."

　　 Nie Guan sideways dodge the flying wine glass, and the wine glass hit the ground over his shoulder.

　　 The sound of broken wine glasses was particularly harsh in this gathering, and the audience suddenly became quiet.

"pardon?!"

　　 Jue Yi suddenly exploded in anger, and rushed forward.