A black commercial vehicle was parked in front of a KTV with a brightly decorated exterior wall tens of meters away, and more than a dozen men and women got off the car in one go. The women are very young, wearing revealing nightclub makeup, a group of people talking and laughing walked into the KTV gate.
"Huh?" Xia Yan frowned. He saw that among the group of people, there was a girl wearing a plain school uniform with no smile on her face. She seemed to be very reluctant to be caught in the middle of three men.
But it doesn't care about Xia Yan's business, he doesn't intend to meddle in his own business, he continues to move forward. Suddenly, the mana in the magic tower fluctuated slightly, and he felt the existence of the element imprint. Looking up, the source of this feeling was the ktv that the group of men and women entered - Dynasty Song City.
Xia Yan glanced at the huge signboard, but didn't go in, but turned around and walked towards the back door of KTV.
There is always darkness under the sun, no matter how bright the front door is, there will inevitably be a back alley full of sewage. Xia Yan quickly found the fire exit of Huangchaoge City in an alley.
In Rongdu, where the sky is full of eyes, there are also cameras in this alley, so Xia Yan naturally does not want to expose herself to the cameras. He found a nearby express hotel, opened an hourly room on the second floor, put up a "Do Not Disturb" sign, and then opened the curtains, only to see the alley leading to the city of imperial songs below.
Xia Yan sent a trace of mana into the skeleton Horcrux, and a little blue soul fire immediately flew out of the Horcrux. He pointed his finger, and the soul fire flew down and transformed into a skeleton in the dark corner against the wall. soldier. Then Xia Yan crumpled the magic robe and threw it down, then lay down on the bed. The scene in front of him changed, and he had already transferred his consciousness to the skeleton soldier.
Looking down at the two bare arm bones, the skeleton soldier opened and closed his jaw and laughed silently.
Xia Yan picked up the magic robe, unfolded it and put it on, and immediately changed from a terrifying skeleton soldier into a man in black robe with a strange aura. He fastened his belt, put on his hood, and walked towards the back door of Huangchaoge City.
The walking posture of a skeleton soldier is different from that of a living person, because it has no muscles, and the power driving the bone movement comes from the bone itself transformed by the soul fire, which is a kind of magical energy. While the soul fire in the skull carries the consciousness, it will also constantly absorb the power of the skeleton.
Amidst the slight sound of "click, click", Xia Yan walked to the back door of Dynasty Song City.
The back door was not locked, and opened with a slight push. Inside is a busy room, someone is filling water bottles with boiling water, others are making fruit plates, and the air is filled with the thick and creamy smell of popcorn. Xia Yan didn't hesitate, and walked straight forward. He originally thought that someone would come up to stop him, but the strange thing is, these people just took a look and didn't stop him.
People in this era have seen too many weird things, cosplay and the like are not uncommon, presumably these Song City employees have long been used to it, as long as Xia Yan doesn't steal things, these people don't bother to care.
Open another door and go out, and you will be inside Song City. The lights were bright here, Xia Yan lowered his head, completely hidden his head under the hood, followed the traces of the elements, found a wide staircase, and went up to the second floor.
At the stairs, there were two waiters in vests and bow ties standing. Seeing Xia Yan, one of them came up and asked, "Which private room did you book, sir?"
Xia Yan didn't know which private room Wang Gang was in, so she pointed in the direction of the elemental imprint, almost sticking her finger bones out of her wide sleeves.
"So it's Brother Gang's friend?" The waiter suddenly laughed fawningly, nodded and said, "I'll take you right away!"
Xia Yan nodded, and the little waiter led the way and led him to the door of a large private room, and he pushed open the door graciously, and the huge sound wave and the cold air from the air conditioner came out together.
In this environment, speech must be shouted to be heard unless a microphone is held. The waiter boy retreated knowingly, the private room door closed again, Xia Yan raised his head slightly, and in the dim light, the skeleton soldier's eye sockets were shining with a faint blue light.
A group of monsters danced wildly in the private room, and all the gangsters at noon were there, but many of them had injuries on their faces, and two unlucky guys had bandages on their arms and legs.
Every gangster is holding a "princess" in his arms. Some women have already taken off their clothes, and the better ones are only wearing underwear. And on the large coffee table, there are some white powders and straws, needless to say, they also know what these things are.
Xia Yan suddenly appeared in the private room, except for a few guys who were already dizzy, everyone else cast their gazes over. Seeing a man in black robe standing at the door, everyone was a little dazed.
A shirtless tattooed gangster wobbled over, reached out and pushed the skeleton soldier, cursing, "Who are you? Dressed like this, why are you filming? I..."
Suddenly, he stopped, because he felt that what he pushed was not a human body, but a few sticks.
"Boss, he has a weapon!" The bastard turned his head and shouted. He thought that these sticks might be knife handles hidden under his robe.
The singing of howling ghosts and howling wolves stopped abruptly, and everyone looked over curiously.
Brother Bald Gang grabbed the chest of a woman next to him, threw away the cigarette butt on his mouth, stood up, tilted his head and said: "You are called Mao, why do you have weapons? There are so many of you guys, why don't you have a weapon?" Afraid of him alone, do you guys have no weapons?"
"Who the hell are you? Why are you looking for me?" Brother Gang pointed at Xia Yan from afar and shouted loudly.
The skeleton soldier had no vocal cords and could not speak. Xia Yan didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, so he walked forward. The shirtless gangster in front of him stretched out his hand to stop him: "Dog, Brother Gang is asking you something, um..."
The last "uh" was a nasal sound, because Xia Yan punched him in the stomach. Skeleton soldiers have no skin and flesh, this punch is no different from a thick stick stabbing in the stomach, the shirtless gangster immediately fell to the ground, his body bent like a shrimp.
Let's do it!
The hooligans immediately clamored, and one by one they picked up the wine bottles on the coffee table, like Xia Yan doing it all over again, and some people smashed the wine bottles, the sharp glass looked very permeable.
The women screamed and were yelled at by Wang Gang
Chapter 45: Skeleton Soldiers in Action
, Shut up again, huddled together in a corner.
The gangster who rushed in front raised the wine bottle and threw it at the skeleton soldier's head. Xia Yan did not dodge or dodge, and hardened it with his skull. With a "bang", the wine bottle seemed to be smashed on a stone, and it was shattered immediately, and the glass shards splashed, and the gangster covered his face and screamed.
Hit the stone vigorously with a wine bottle, and it will be strange if you don't hurt yourself.
What a hard head!
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