An underground black market that can dominate this city and become the largest force must have its own strengths. After entering here, how could Ye Feifei escape so easily with his strength
It must be said that she was still inexperienced and had not yet seen through many things.
If it was Fengjiu who was in charge of today's incident, she would certainly not be caught again. After all, their strengths and experiences were different, and Fengjiu's thoughts and strategies were far beyond Ye Feifei's reach.
It can be said that her being caught was expected.
On the other side, Du Fan and Leng Shuang learned from the waiter about the various forces in the city, as well as some ruffians and independent cultivators. After investigation, they finally locked their eyes on a few groups of people.
The two searched for those people all over the city, until it was getting dark, they came to the place where the last group of people lived.
Looking at the house in front of them, the two men glanced at each other, jumped in, and heard the sounds of drinking and laughing coming from inside.
"What a pity! If that beautiful woman in black wasn't someone who looked difficult to mess with, and we had captured and sold her as well, we would probably have made twice as much money."
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll just wait until I see something good next time."
"I'm telling you, when it comes to picking these beauties, it's best to pick those from other places. Only when they come here will we be unable to find them. Even if we sell them, they won't be able to find out anything. This kind of work is the best and there's no trouble..."
Before he could finish his words, a long sword was already placed at his neck. The cold light and bloodthirsty aura made the man who was speaking break out in a cold sweat and dared not move an inch.
"You sold the person? Where did you sell him to?" Du Fan asked, staring at the man with cold eyes.
Leng Shuang held the man with a sword. The sharp blade moved slightly, and a trace of blood oozed out. The man was so scared that his face turned pale: "Please spare my life, please spare my life, I, I don't know what you are talking about!"
"Don't tell?" Du Fan opened the fan in his hand with a swish, and a sharp blade emerged from the top of the fan, which was shocking.
When the other people who were drinking with him saw this, they were so scared that they wanted to escape. However, as soon as they moved, they were shocked by a powerful pressure, so that the blood in their bodies rushed out, their ears buzzed, their heads hurtled, and blood oozing from their mouths. For a while, they screamed one after another.
"ah… "
"I said, I said... sold, sold to the underground black market..." another man couldn't help but shout.
After hearing what the other person said, the man held by Leng Shuang's sword also said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, it was sold to the underground black market."
Hearing this, Du Fan and Leng Shuang looked at each other. The next moment, Leng Shuang drew the sword in his hand, and the sword energy burst out, instantly cutting the man's throat.
Du Fan raised the fan in his hand, and it flew out with spiritual energy and spun in a circle. The sharp blades cut across their necks, and they fell one after another.
"Go talk to the master first, and then go to the underground black market." Du Fan said, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he caught a glimpse of a man with a Qiankun bag on his waist. It was Ye Feifei's. He immediately took off the Qiankun bag and left with Leng Shuang.