After Zhang Feifan finished speaking, he left.
Brother Wolf and the others looked at each other and sighed.
Coffin-pullers have no human rights.
If Zhang Feifan asked them to do something, they had to do it.
Moreover, a special power has been planted in their bodies. No matter where they are, the person who has planted this special power can feel it.
They had no way to escape.
Returning to his bed, Zhou Huachao patted the quilt to brush off the dust.
Then just lie down.
He held the state of extinction and looked at the pattern on the sword.
"Pulling the coffin..."
He muttered to himself.
Ever since he got this sword, he decided that he would no longer be a coffin carrier!
Moreover, the gold coins in the storage ring obtained from killing those sand bandits were more than enough for him to redeem himself.
"An eighth-level warrior, he will probably reach the ninth level soon."
"Although his aptitude is not very good, with the increase in all his attributes, his training speed is unmatched by ordinary warriors."
Ye Fan also spoke at this time.
"But now I seem to be far away from the Sky Tyrant Empire and the Earth Dragon Empire..."
"I need to get to know where I am now."
At this time, Zhou Huachao lay in bed for a short while, then stood up and walked outside.
"Hua Chao, where are you going?"
Brother Wolf saw Zhou Huachao's actions and spoke out curiously.
I just came back and I’m so tired that I don’t even want to move.
"Go find Brother Feifan."
Zhou Huachao raised his voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the next moment, he walked out the door.
One of the coffin pullers, a dark-skinned man, stared at Zhou Huachao's departing back.
…
"Hehe, the coffin-pulling business is pretty good these days."
At this time in Zhang Feifan's home, he opened his treasure chest and threw some gold coins into it.
"Brother Feifan."
Just then, a shout was heard outside the door.
Zhang Feifan frowned.
At this time, he put the gold coins into the treasure chest, hid the treasure chest, and walked out directly.
"who?"
His brows furrowed.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Zhou Huachao.
"Zhou Huachao, what's the matter?"
"If you don't rest well now, you might not be able to pull the coffin tomorrow."
He said coldly.
He was just counting the gold coins when he was interrupted by Zhou Huachao, which made him very unhappy.
"I don't want to pull the coffin anymore."
Zhou Huachao spoke at this time.
"Don't want to pull the coffin anymore!?"
Hearing his words, Zhang Feifan was stunned for a moment, and then became angry.
These coffin pullers are his tools to make money.
Now there is a 'tool' saying that he doesn't want to do it anymore. How can he not be angry
"Yes, I am leaving."
Zhou Huachao looked at Zhang Feifan and said indifferently.
There was no trace of panic on his face.
"You want to redeem yourself?"
"Do you have enough gold coins?"
Zhang Feifan was still very angry, but at this time, he also reacted.
"right."
"Three million gold coins, you have it?"
Zhang Feifan was stunned and spoke subconsciously.
These coffin pullers were sold here when they were young, and then went through brutal training before they became hard-working coffin pullers.
In order to give them the motivation to survive, the idea of "redemption" was specially introduced.
However, 'redeem' requires three million gold coins, which is the money they earned from pulling the coffin. It will probably be enough only when they can no longer pull the coffin.
At that point, letting them go wouldn't make any difference.
It's of no value anyway.
"have."
At this moment, Zhou Huachao had an idea and took out a large amount of gold coins from the storage ring.
At this time, all the gold coins fell to the ground.
Looking at the gold coins piled up on the ground like a small mountain, Zhang Feifan opened his eyes wide, his eyes filled with shock.
"Take me to King Wu. I want to remove the mark on my body."
Zhou Huachao continued.
As long as he can remove the energy mark planted in his body by the Martial King, he will be truly free!
Thinking of this, Zhou Huachao was a little excited.
Zhang Feifan also came back to his senses from his shock at this time.
He stared at the large amount of gold coins, and the expression in his eyes changed constantly.
"You killed the Sand Bandit."
"These gold coins were obtained from the sand thieves, right?"
He turned to look at Zhou Huachao and continued speaking.
"right."
Zhou Huachao thought about it and then nodded.
At this time, Zhang Feifan's mouth curled up.
"When you became coffin pullers, I told you that during the period of pulling the coffin, except for what I gave you, everything else you got belongs to me."
Zhang Feifan stared at Zhou Huachao and continued to speak.
Zhou Huachao was stunned and frowned.
"This is what I got from killing a horse thief!"
Zhou Huachao said a little angrily.
"No, this is mine."
Zhang Feifan shook his head.
"Go back and ask Zhang Lang and the others to come over and hand over all the gold coins you got!"
He stared at Zhou Huachao and continued speaking.
"Don't go too far."
Zhou Huachao said angrily at this time.
He had clearly already collected three million gold coins.
Why, you still have to make things so difficult for him!
"I, Zhang Feifan, bullied you, so what?"
"Don't forget who you are and who made you a warrior."
At this time, the flesh on Zhang Feifan's face trembled, and he spoke in a ferocious voice.
"If you push me again..."
"I can only... can only..."
Zhou Huachao's body was shaking, and his neck and cheeks were red with anger.
"Only what?"
"Do you dare to kill me?"
Zhang Feifan grinned grimly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Huachao's face turned gloomy.
"Then I can only kill you."
He pulled out the sword of extinction from its scabbard.
This scabbard was the scabbard of the long sword he used before.
The scabbard should have been very hard, but at this moment, as Jiemie pulled it out, the scabbard shattered in an instant.
A powerful evil spirit burst out.
This is…
Zhang Feifan seemed to sense something and his pupils shrank slightly.
Whoosh—
The moment Zhou Huachao swung his sword, Zhang Feifan instantly jumped to the back.
After all, he is a martial artist at the peak of his powers, and his reaction speed is still very fast.
Although the sword did not hit him, the strong murderous aura that burst out directly cut a deep groove in the ground.
"Zhou Huachao!!!"
"You want to rebel!"
He growled.
"You forced me to do that."
Zhou Huachao gritted his teeth.
Although he had attained Silence, the past scenes of him being abused by Zhang Feifan seemed to still be replaying in his mind, making him still a little frightened inside.
"This is the gold I earned! I want to redeem myself!"
He growled. (To be continued)