Realizing that I am just a ghost, I can't complete difficult tasks like calling the police. Of course, I am a ghost, and the danger is probably not that high. These people shouldn't be able to see themselves.

Well, I probably can't see him, count it, no matter whether they can see it or not. Anyway, he can use the new skills unlocked after becoming a ghost, fully utilize Apiao's talent, fly over their heads, who will work in the sky? If you give birth to these people below, you don't have any long-range weapons. As long as you stay away, you will be able to hurt him if you see him!

So, with a strong curiosity that came out of nowhere, Feng Honglin floated towards the group of people! As he flew closer and closer, he naturally calculated it more and more clearly. It didn't matter if this was clear. When the salesperson developed a keen perception that something was wrong with these people instantly.

The swords that these people held were real swords, real swords, and the style was similar to those held by the old man and aunt in the square. However, the thick sword body, the dazzling light reflected by the sunlight, all of them mean that they are definitely human weapons and are definitely related to the kind of fitness equipment in the old man and aunt in the square. Of course, it is even more impossible to use those fitness equipment to cut the blade.

Strange ~

After the fight from Hong Kong City "Young and Dangerous" was introduced into the mainland China, the gangsters fought and used switchblades on their own. Is it popular to fight machetes or watermelon knives? When did retro weapons such as swords, guns, swords and sticks suddenly appear? This person always said that fashion will be reincarnated for thirty years. Could it be that the weapons of fighting and fighting must be learned and reincarnated for a while?!

No, not just weapons! And the clothes of these people...

This is a costume film, this is a costume film?

The idea of ​​thinking that I was mistakenly entering a costume film scene has risen again. Because these people are all wearing ancient costumes, and one of them is a bunch of people wearing uniform clothes. The quality is the standard assassin or dead warrior dress seen on TV. Is there any? And the other one is also unpredictable, and it is also a uniform clothing. But the clothes of these people are obviously much more gorgeous. In contrast, they give people the feeling of large batches of cheap products and private customization.

Could it be that these are all cosplay enthusiasts, because of the disagreement of ideas, and then they have developed from verbal disputes to fist-and-foot-like interactions, and then to the current battles and fights? Feng Honglin has divergent thinking.

But soon, he found that things were completely different from what he thought, because someone in the gorgeously decorated group spoke.

"Let me go down and leave you a way out!" The speaker held a long sword that was still dripping blood in his hand, his face condensed, and his tiger's eyes were powerful.

"You think we are fools. If I really let go of this little kid, will we still have a life?!" On the other end, he covered his face, covered in black, and held a small crazily and sturdy man in his arms, fucking in an extremely hoarse and rough voice. The sound was so ugly, with a feeling of friction between coarse sand particles, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Hmph, do you think you can find a way out by holding the prince?! The crime of holding the royal relatives is unforgivable, and the nine clans should be punished!" The man who spoke first snorted coldly, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha..." The rude man even laughed very badly, "You can try it. It's a bad life to control us. It's enough to exchange our lives for the lives of your little prince! However, you have to think clearly that we are cheap, but the lives of you officials are precious. You said, if I put such a hard work..."

The man raised the child in his arms, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the baby's neck and gently exerted force...

A deafening cry sounded. Jiaoer, who had been raising Jin Zun Yugui, had never suffered such a crime. She instantly cried so miserably. Unfortunately, the child's miserable cry did not attract even a little pity from the man, but instead added a perverted pleasure to him.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, crying so pitifully, little guy, don't blame me, these servants raised by your parents don't take your life seriously..."

"stop!"

"What? Now I think it through?" He knew that as long as the trump card was in hand, no matter how hard the person on the other side would dare not touch him! The rude man showed a smug smile, "Okay, young people, please give way to the masters, let's go!"

"Wait a minute..., I said, can you leave?" One flashed, and the other team led the man again blocked the way the rude man and his group were waiting.

"What? Can't you want your little prince's life?!" The slutty man's face turned cold and he raised the baby who was still crying again, "Master Pei, your life is also much more expensive than that of us, the big guys. You said... If you fail this mission and the little prince goes to see the King of Hell, your master can spare you? At that time, let alone continue your precious road of glory and glory, your master is in a rage, even your life will be difficult to protect!"

"Yes, if the young prince dies, Pei will indeed be unable to protect his life, but then he must be the young prince..." Commander Pei suddenly smiled, with a meaningful smile.

"What do you mean?" The rude man was not stupid. He couldn't hear that Commander Pei was afraid of having something to say in his words. Could it be...

A possibility emerged in the man's mind, but soon, he denied it himself. It's impossible! The child in his hand is definitely the blood of the third prince. They have verified it...

Although I kept telling myself this way, the man still felt that he seemed to have overlooked something. This feeling made the man's eyelids twitch and his mind was extremely restless.

"What? I haven't figured it out yet?" Commander Pei suddenly chuckled, waved his hand, and the people behind him began to disperse, forcing the men in black in half, "If I'm not wrong, your master should have personally used a secret method to test the child, right? It's confirmed that it is my royal bloodline, so you are so sure that you are the little prince of my third prince. I'm right."

"Hmph~" snorted coldly, and the man said with a rough voice. He wanted to use the secret method to verify the bloodline. Only those with the same origin could be 100% certain. Moreover, the closer the bloodline, the faster the verification, the more accurate it is.

For this reason, he could not respond to Commander Pei's words. If he responded, wouldn't he tell everyone that the master behind him also came from the royal family and was a close relative who had a very close blood relationship with Commander Pei's master?!
Chapter completed!