All this seemed to be too strange. Before ** arrived, the person who caught the adulterer came. Almost all those who came to attend the meeting reached a consensus: Boss Mao, now it's over.

At any time, at any time, traitors are always the most hated.

Boss Mao was considered a fall this time. Thinking about Chen Fan’s usual tough style, everyone is thinking about the same question: Boss Mao, can he still come out alive!

Surprisingly, Chen Fan did not go to find Boss Mao like a quick knife, but asked someone to lock Boss Mao up. Several people outside guarded him, and the formation was buried in the room early. Even if the capable people were here, they would not want to escape. After all, they were all foxes coming down from the mountain. Who doesn’t know who?

"Hey, brother, brother!" Boss Mao grabbed the iron railing with a thick arm and asked the guard outside with a smile, "Why... what is the Holy Lord doing now? Why didn't he come to me?"

The guard did not answer him, but turned his head and looked at him coldly.

"Hey, the Holy Lord..." Boss Mao asked again, but he was indeed a little embarrassed when he looked at his expression.

"Stop asking, they are all mutes, don't you know?" A man came over outside and looked at Boss Mao and smiled coldly. He looked at him with his hands behind his back for a long time, then said, "The Holy Lord has no time to see you now! There are people in line in front of you!"

“Line…queuing?”

"ah."

"Who, who is queuing..."

"What do you think?"

"Guo Laoliu and the others?"

"Just know! You're soon, don't ask!"

As the visitor said, he held an iron rod in his hand and knocked the iron railing hard. Boss Mao shivered and quickly flashed.

"thump."

He sat on the ground, his body tilted to the side, and couldn't help trembling. It was already this time, and he still didn't understand. If Guo Laoliu broke the matter out, he would probably be over for the rest of his life!

"Saint, Holy Lord..." Guo Laoliu was even more nervous than Mao at this time. Because since Chen Fan called him, Chen Fan sat opposite him, crossing his legs and playing with his cell phone, drooping his eyelids, and not saying a word, as if nothing had happened.

But the more he did this, the more he felt unsure in his heart. As the saying goes, if he doesn't explode in silence, he will die in silence. What does this silence mean today? He knows more clearly in his heart than anyone else!

If Chen Fan asked him sternly what was going on, he could still go back, but Chen Fan didn't ask! If he didn't ask, Guo Laoliu didn't even have the chance to lie. This is what made Guo Laoliu feel most distressed!

Guo Laoliu, panicked.

"Holy Lord, Holy Lord! Holy Lord! I deserve to die for death!" After a while, Guo Laoliu's defense finally couldn't hold back. He pulled back and knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Chen Fan. He shaved his big ears and greeted his face and said cryingly, "Holy Lord! I'm not a human! I'm confused! This matter actually has nothing to do with me, it's all! It's all the instigated by Boss Mao! It's him, it's him! It's him who brought us together, and it's him! He is the culprit!"

Chen Fan still didn't speak or look at him.

"Saint Lord, what I tell is the truth! My heart! If there is a lie, I will cut it into pieces and die!" Guo Laoliu began to swear.

Chen Fan finally put down his phone and glanced at the other party. Chen Fan only asked one question, "Where is Zhongli?"

"Zhong, Zhongli..." Guo Laoliu didn't expect that the first sentence Chen Fan asked was actually this. He was obviously a little panicked, "Where is Zhongli, how can I know! I can only ask Boss Mao for this matter!"

Chen Fan snorted coldly and stopped talking. At this time, the door behind him opened. A few people came in. These guys obviously had been preparing for a long time. As soon as they came in, they pulled Guo Laoliu out. The few people who Guo Laoliu looked like they were all fierce and didn't understand what they didn't understand! These were all masters trained by the old corpse Wei Da, and they killed people without blinking! If they fell into their hands, it would be like living or dying!

"Holy Lord! Holy Lord! I say everything! I say everything! Holy Lord!

Guo Laoliu's howling shook the passage in the entire basement, and several people who were locked up and didn't wait to ask questions were trembling!

——Cut—

At the same time, Zhongli appeared in a long abandoned sanatorium in the city. The sanatorium was very dilapidated, and the weeds were more than one person tall. When he walked inside, it was dark like a haunted house! Zhongli followed the old lady called "Wu Ma" in front, holding her shoulders while walking. Looking around, he always felt a creepy feeling.

"It's here, you can speak carefully!" The old lady laughed strangely and pointed to a tightly closed door inside.

Zhongli swallowed, walked forward, reached out and pushed the door open. With the creaking sound of the door panel, he saw a shabby gray single sofa chair inside a big, dull room inside!

On the sofa chair, a man in a cloak and a hoodie sat with his back to him.

This person was silent, but gave people an indescribable sense of oppression. Zhongli was shocked! His heart was beating like a small motor. He had this feeling before, but it was because of excitement, and this sentence was because of fear!

He knew that the man in front of him was the leader of the Sorrow. According to legend, the Sorrow is the first, the appearance of the Demon King!

He is the legendary demon whose head is not seen but the tail is seen. He is the "that person" mentioned by everyone!

He is "Master Buddha!"

Zhongli twisted his big butt and walked forward two steps. When he was about ten steps away from the other party, he bent his knees and knelt on the ground. She raised her hands, put her hands on the ground, bowed her head and bowed to salute, and posed as she kowtowed her long head and crawled on the ground.

Behind the sofa, the voice of an old man who looked slightly hoarse, "You are Zhongli?"

"That's right." Zhongli looked up at him timidly. Although he couldn't see the other person's figure and appearance, he still couldn't help but tremble. It seemed that the man had creepy hair on his body, which was really daunting!

"Hehehehehehehehehe..." The old man's shoulders shook, as if he was laughing loudly. The strange laughter was exactly the same as Chen Fan's strange laugh when he ran away. It sounded particularly creepy.

Zhongli took his hand and held the black ghost seal in his palm, holding it with both hands over his head, "Master Buddha, what you want!"

The man stood up from the sofa, turned around, and walked towards Zhongli!

Zhongli lowered his head and did not move. When the other party approached, Zhongli saw that the other party was actually barefoot!

My skin is gray and dark, and I don't wear shoes!

Moreover, Zhongli clearly saw an old orange-yellow faintly under the black cloak!

That's...

Monk's robe!?
Chapter completed!