A Good-for-Nothing/C11 Black Cloaked Mystery Man
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C11 Black Cloaked Mystery Man

— — New Town Hall

Hee Jin pushed open the private box's door mysteriously, raised his hand and knocked three times, waiting for ten seconds, then knocked four times.

When he landed on the fourth floor, the door opened immediately. Hee Jin was not afraid at all as he closed the door and walked in.

This was a private room, and the interior was very well decorated, it was not a place that ordinary people could come to. Hee Jin's expression was a little ugly, and thinking about how the man was about to arrive, he managed to suppress his temper with much difficulty, and carefully sat on the sofa opposite of the chair that was facing him.

After waiting for a while, a gust of wind blew into the room, causing Hee Jin to have no choice but to raise his hand to block his eyes, and when he lowered his arm, a person dressed in black appeared out of nowhere on the empty chair.

Hee Jin lowered his head, not daring to look up at the man, his voice hid a hint of trembling: "You're here."

If anyone could see Hee Jin's current movements, they would definitely be shocked. Although Hee Jin was not as domineering as Hee Zheng in front of others, he was not a good person either. His eyes were on his forehead, and he was extremely proud. At this moment, he actually did such a submissive action towards such a strange person.

"That Dream Swollowing Demon was killed by someone." When Hee Jin said this, he gnashed his teeth. Because the matter of the Dream Swollowing Demon being killed, had always made him think of the humiliating conversation he heard at the entrance of the private box that day!

"Right." He had thought that the man was wearing a robe because of his incomparably ugly face. Unexpectedly, when he spoke, his voice was very pleasant to listen to, as if it was the most moving music in the world. It was filled with magnetism.

Hee Jin fiercely hammered the sofa: "How could that trash avoid your modified Dream Swollowing Demon!"

"Someone's interfering." The man interrupted him.

Hee Jin was shocked, and looked up with astonishment: "Could it be that Zhu Family is in the way?"

"Hehe, they don't have that kind of ability."

Hee Jin was so pressured by his aura that he did not dare raise his head. Cold sweat dripped down from his forehead.

"That's not the question you want to ask."

"I, I know I was wrong." If he was not still sitting on the chair, he would have definitely knelt down like this. His voice also did not sound as unyielding as before, but instead trembled a little, "Please help me, help me.

"Right." The man's hand came out from under the robe. His skin was white and his joints were long.

"Who?" Is it the Old Master Zhu? " A trace of hatred flashed across Hee Jin's eyes: "That trash came from a good background, and there's even someone protecting him."

"Old thing, you don't have that much skill. You just know some tricks." The man chuckled, his smile causing chills to run down his spine, "You don't have to worry about the rest of it. Don't tamper with my affairs. "

"Yes, I understand." Hee Jin did not dare to say anything else. But when he lowered his head, his expression was completely different.

The man disappeared without a trace like a gust of wind. If not for the cold sweat that stuck onto Hee Jin's head, he would have thought all of this was just a dream.

He remembered that he met this mysterious person by chance. At that time, something went wrong with Hee Jin's cultivation, and he was almost crippled. It was this person who had easily saved him.

Hee Jin looked down at his hands, there was an extremely faint black line in the center of his palm.

It was the mark the Demonic Qi had left on his body.

Hee Jin clenched his flat hand into a fist. After the man left, Hee Jin no longer needed to continue pretending. His expression was sinister, half of his face was in the shadows, and the remaining half of his face looked extremely sinister: "Hee Zheng, if you don't die, then we won't have a good life."

Although that man had instructed him not to do anything, Hee Jin had already made up his mind. When Hee Zheng returned, even if he had to go against the man's will, he would kill Hee Zheng right in front of his eyes!

No one could stop him!

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