Chapter 80

Zhou Yujuan woke up from her dream. She heard movement in the corridor, as if it were the sound of fighting.

She heard correctly. Du Hongxi's two subordinates had a short fight with Li Banfeng before they died.

Putting on her bathrobe, Zhou Yujuan carefully came to the door.

Her hand was on the doorknob, and she was about to push the door open, but she took her hand back.

Through the door, she heard breathing.

Is it Du Hongxi?

Doesn't look like it.

The breathing sound is lighter than Du Hongxi's, and the position is higher than Du Hongxi's.

Knock, knock, knock!

The knocking sound rang out.

This is not Du Hongxi. Du Hongxi never knocks.

Zhou Yujuan retreated to the bedside and took a pair of scissors from the drawer by the pillow.

First Layer Peeping Cultivator is not good at fighting. Zhou Yujuan spent a lot of money to buy this special weapon.

The scissors, more than 20 centimeters long, are pitch black, with only a few dark red blood stains on the blade.

The knocking stopped. Zhou Yujuan listened carefully and found that the breathing sound outside the door was still there.

Click!

The doorknob turned, and the person was about to come in.

Creak, the door was pushed open.

Zhou Yujuan immediately cut her palm with the scissors and threw the blood-stained scissors towards the door.

The scissors instantly lengthened, and the blade of nearly one meter opened wide, cutting off the head of the person standing outside the door.

This attack was quick and precise. As long as the timing of the shot was grasped accurately, for most First or Second Layer cultivators, there was no chance to dodge or parry.

Zhou Yujuan heard that there was no sound in the corridor, carefully came to the door, and picked up the head.

Who could this person be?

Could it be that stupid person who came to cause trouble at night?

This stupid person is really not afraid of death, actually daring to come back for revenge.

Cutting off his head is really cheap for him. Should have let Old Du clean him up, let him suffer all kinds of torture and die, and after death, he should be a ghost servant, and then let him...

Zhou Yujuan stared at the head carefully for a long time.

This head has no hair.

This head seems to be Old Du's...

How could it be his?

Old Du was still sleeping in her bed just now. How could his head fall off?

Did I cut it?

Not me,

"It really wasn't me!" In panic, Zhou Yujuan called out.

"Don't be afraid, it wasn't you."

"It wasn't me!"

"I know it wasn't you."

"It really wasn't me."

Li Banfeng comforted her from the side: "Don't be afraid, it wasn't you, it really wasn't you. It was me. He died long ago. It was me who killed him."

Someone came in!

Zhou Yujuan suddenly woke up, crawling with all fours, wanting to climb to the scissors.

Li Banfeng got the scissors one step ahead: "This thing is quite dangerous. I'll take it for you first. Tell me where the money is?"

"What money?" Zhou Yujuan looked confused.

Li Banfeng widened his eyes: "My money. You collected a lot of money from me tonight. Did you forget so soon?"

Zhou Yujuan was stunned for more than ten seconds and immediately reacted.

She remembered who this person was.

Isn't this the stupid person who caused trouble?

How did he come back!

He killed Old Du?

Looking at Li Banfeng's gentle smile, Zhou Yujuan didn't dare to think too much.

"Didn't forget, didn't forget, I'll go get it!"

Zhou Yujuan, with tears on her face, took Li Banfeng to the counter on the first floor.

There is a mechanical cash register under the counter. Click, click, enter the password, pull the lever hard, the sound of gears and transmission shafts rubbing sounded, and the drawer of the cash register popped out.

Zhou Yujuan grabbed two stacks of banknotes and handed them to Li Banfeng: "This is all your money, sir. Keep it well."

Li Banfeng took a look and frowned: "How much money is this?"

"This is... 2,000." Zhou Yujuan extorted a total of 2,000 from Li Banfeng, and the money in her hand now is more than 2,000.

"Do you think 2,000 is enough?" Li Banfeng's tone was exactly the same as Zhou Yujuan's tone when extorting.

"Not enough, not enough..." Zhou Yujuan poured out all the money in the cash register and handed it to Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng said in an unchanged tone: "Do you think this money is enough?"

"No, not enough..." Zhou Yujuan was very sensible, took Li Banfeng to the third floor, and opened the safe.

There was more than 300,000 in cash in the cabinet. Zhou Yujuan found a box to pack it and handed it to Li Banfeng: "The cash is all here. The rest of the money is in the silver shop. I can take you to get it."

"Do you think it's appropriate to go to the silver shop?" Li Banfeng couldn't follow her to the silver shop. If he followed her out of this door, this life might be gone.

Zhou Yujuan hardened her heart, took out the key from the secret compartment under the bed, and opened a secret door behind the bookcase.

Inside the secret door was a secret cabinet, which contained more than a dozen gold bars: "Sir, these are my savings for more than ten years. All for you."

Li Banfeng frowned: "Is this enough?"

Zhou Yujuan cried: "I gave you all my money, really gave you all. I beg you to let me go, I beg you..."

Li Banfeng snorted coldly and curled his lips: "You also have the qualifications to beg me? Are you worthy? Why don't you pee to see yourself..."

Splash~

After saying this, Li Banfeng regretted it.

There is a saying, if you ask for a hammer, you get a hammer; if you ask for urine, you get urine.

A pool of water submerged Li Banfeng's soles.

Patter!

Li Banfeng lifted his feet, and his soles were dripping water.

"You really peed?" Li Banfeng was very annoyed, picked up Zhou Yujuan, and threw her into the Personal Residence.

"Hey~ Husband bought groceries again. Let me see this dish..."

The phonograph was very happy at first, but after a while, a sound of angry scolding came: "Oh my~ Where did this filthy woman come from? How dare she pee in my house! Husband, you should have cleaned her up before sending her here!"

Li Banfeng collected all the banknotes and gold bars into the Personal Residence.

Besides banknotes, there are other good things.

Zhou Yujuan has a lot of high-quality jewelry, Li Banfeng collected them all.

Two sets of exquisite solid wood tables and chairs, Li Banfeng also collected them.

A bookcase, Li Banfeng collected it together with the books.

The candlestick was also collected, and the candles were collected together.

The wardrobe was collected, but the clothes were not wanted. Du Hongxi's clothes were too small, and Zhou Yujuan's clothes were useless to Li Banfeng, and the phonograph couldn't use them for now.

A set of sofas, collected.

Two top-grade vases, the flowers were not wanted, the vases were collected, and they could be used to put feather dusters.

There were several oil paintings on the wall. Li Banfeng had just collected them back to the Personal Residence when they were burned to pieces by the phonograph.

"These shameless women, without a stitch of clothing, posing and posturing, what kind of style is this!"

Li Banfeng sighed: "You shrew, you don't understand art!"

Li Banfeng moved the hand-cranked phonograph into the Personal Residence. The steam phonograph dismantled it on the spot and warned Li Banfeng: "Husband, listening to music outside is fine, but you dare to bring this thing home?"

He wanted to move things back again, but the phonograph was unhappy: "Hey husband, if you move again, you won't even have a place to sleep."

The outer room plus the main room were all piled up.

If only there was another room!

Li Banfeng moved the explosives bought from Shopkeeper Feng and placed them in every corner of the dance hall.

University knowledge is not entirely useless. Li Banfeng knows where it is most appropriate to place explosives.

Explosives in Puluo Continent are sometimes effective and sometimes not. Key positions must have more.

Everything was arranged properly. Li Banfeng woke up Old Gu, who was in charge of the phonograph.

Seeing the iron ruler in Li Banfeng's hand, Old Gu was scared out of his soul: "Warrior, I have never done anything bad. I just earn a bowl of rice here."

Li Banfeng took out a pocket watch and said to Old Gu: "I believe you haven't done anything bad. Look at this watch, look carefully,

I'll give you ten minutes to send everyone in the dance hall out. If one person is left behind, you have to pay with your life."

"Okay! Okay! This is easy to say!"

This is really not difficult for Old Gu.

Besides controlling the phonograph, he has another job. Every day at 2:00 PM, the dance hall opens, and Old Gu has to greet the girls to see guests.

Usually he plays a piece of music first. Hearing the music, the girls go downstairs.

If there are those who refuse to come out, Old Gu blows a small trumpet again. The trumpet has a big movement and can definitely wake up all the girls.

No need to play music today, Old Gu blew the trumpet directly. In less than two minutes, the whole building woke up.

Old Gu shouted loudly: "Fire! Everyone, go quickly, go quickly!"

Hearing that there was a fire, some guests didn't even care about their clothes, took the girls, and went out naked.

After running to the side of the street, they didn't even see a spark. The girls complained to Old Gu: "Are you sleeping confused? Where is the fire!"

Old Gu didn't know how to answer.

Someone asked from the side: "Where is our boss? Why didn't I see her come out?"

"Master Du didn't see him come out either. Old Gu, are you playing with us?"

First floor, in the hall.

Li Banfeng struck a match and lit the fuse on the ground.

He pulled up his collar, lowered his hat, put his hands in his pockets, and left the dance hall silently.

When walking half a street away, Li Banfeng struck a match again and lit a cigarette for himself.

The cigarette was lit.

A fire also rose in the dance hall.

After a loud noise, nearly 30% of the explosives exploded, and the dance hall was blown up by half.

It's good to blow up half. Leave the other half as a souvenir for the Jiang Xiang Gang.

The guests and girls who escaped were scared out of their wits. Some who stood close were covered in blood from flying stones and rubble.

"Run! Run quickly!"

They no longer blamed Old Gu. They even forgot everyone around them, only caring about running for their lives.

Li Banfeng looked at the Immortal Music Dance Hall and revealed a trace of a smile.

Boom! Another loud noise, one of the explosives that didn't ring before suddenly rang, a ball of fire rushed out, instantly swallowing Li Banfeng.

After the fire dissipated, Li Banfeng patted the flames on his clothes and hair.

Either blow up early, or don't blow up. I really hate this kind of dud.

Fortunately, the traveling cultivator is fast and not injured.

He wanted to take another puff of the cigarette to maintain his original demeanor, but the cigarette was burned out, leaving only ash.

Li Banfeng picked up the hat that was half-burned on the ground, blew out the flames, put it on his head that was emitting scorched smoke, and disappeared into the night silently.

Jiang Xiang Gang, if you don't know pain, let's keep fighting!

PS: Regarding the previous chapter, Zhou Yujuan's ear problem, many readers think this is the talent of the Peeping Cultivator, the ears are relatively large.

I think such speculation is too arbitrary. The problem at that time might not be with the Peeping Cultivator. It is also possible that Du Hongxi is relatively small. This is likely the price of the Nightmare Cultivator.

(End of chapter)