Then he said to the Tang bandit: "Go and touch the body to see if there is anything useful on it."

"I've touched them all," Tang Bandit said.

He was very good at touching corpses. He would kill and touch each one and never return empty-handed.

"That's good." The old man was quite satisfied with Tang Bandit's performance.

This guy's way of dealing with others is so much like his own.

Nothing like his father.

The night is deep and the mountains and forests are lush.

It took more than an hour for Tang Bandit, the fat old man from Phoenix, and others to travel all the way back home. He didn't feel anything when he escaped, but when he returned, he found that he had indeed run a long way.

Everything in the yard remained as before, and the meat that Fatty had hidden had not been stolen.

Tang Bandit looked at Little Fatty Phoenix and the others and said, "You go to bed, I'll keep watch."

Although they have solved several killers, there is no guarantee that there are others hiding in the dark. Therefore, it is necessary to be cautious.

"Brother, shall I accompany you?" Xiaopang said aloud.

"No need." Tang Bandit refused and said, "Go to bed quickly."

Little Fatty is not a practitioner. He has been fighting for most of the day today, and his physical strength has been severely exhausted. He may have been exhausted long ago.

"I will accompany you." Fenghuang looked at Tang Bandit and said loudly: "I am a practitioner. Even when I am sitting there, I can use the yin and yang energy to regulate my body... I can still talk to you if I stay."

"That's it." The old man yawned and pulled away the fat boy who still wanted to show off his strength.

Why are you arguing about this kind of thing? It will delay your brother from finding your sister-in-law.
Chapter completed!