Why don't you just give me Mu Hang's cell phone number?

Chapter 134

"Where is the rest of the treasure?"

Mu Hang looked around and asked.

Xu Feng's scar-covered side of his face twitched slightly, and his voice sounded as if it had been squeezed from between his teeth:

"...... What if I don't tell you?"

Mu Hang raised his eyes and looked over, the emotion in the bottom of his eyes unspecified, and the sword blade in his palm flashed with an icy cold light.

The fear of death was like a cold steel needle, deep in the spine, bringing on an almost instinctive spasm.

Xu Feng felt his back was soaked with sweat, and could only tighten his fingers, pressing the jewel hard against his palm, the cold, hard edges of the jewel pressed against his skin, causing a vague pain, but it became his only support, like a drowning man holding on to a straw.

The silver-haired man in front of him raised his hand, and gave it a slight hook.

Xu Feng felt the walls around his body carrying him towards Mu Hang.

As he drew closer, he could almost see the other man's silver-white eyelashes, and the ice-blue eyes beneath them.

Even though Mu Hang hasn't done anything for a while, Xu Feng is still feeling the pressure.

The knot in his throat moved with difficulty and he swallowed.

The next second, he began to feel the wall of air around him begin to shrink, to close inward.

The speed was slow, but exceptionally smooth, unimpeded by any force, and squeezing firmly inward.

All limbs were folded into twisted shapes and confined within a narrow, tiny quad.

He could feel the broken bones piercing through his skin and snapping against the invisible walls of air, his body was like a punctured balloon, crimson blood gurgling out of the fissure, building up inside the quad.

Xu Feng began to panic.

He felt the air in his lungs being rapidly squeezed out, and stupefaction overtook him.

Broken ribs stabbed into his chest, making his breathing sound like a broken bellows.

Ka-chow--

The sound of a broken arm rang out, and Xu Feng screamed in agony.

His arm hung limply, and the jewel that had been tucked away in his palm fell from his shivering fingers and clanked to the floor.

Finally, the walls stopped shrinking inward.

Mu Hang leaned down and picked up the gemstone with black gloved fingers, its surface blue and smooth, still stained with sticky fresh blood.

He lowered his eyes and gazed at his own face reflected in the jewel.

The last time he was in the middle of the Avon district, this gem bounced Chen Yankang's fatal wounds all over his body, and later--

In the middle of that cave where the blood formation was drawn, at the last second of fainting, Mu Hang was vaguely able to feel himself being held up.

Above the smooth surface of the gemstone, a hint of light softness could be vaguely seen sweeping across the bottom of the man's eyes.

But the next second, that almost gentle look was replaced by cold hostility.

He lifts his head and looks toward Xu Feng, who is as pale as a sheet of dirt:

"You think I'd hit the same trick twice?"

Xu Feng felt the walls around him begin to continue to compress inward, as if his limbs and bones were being crushed, and most frighteningly of all, he could clearly feel the sensation of his bones being snapped every second.

Now, at last, he couldn't help it, and a mournful howl broke through his throat:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh--"

Having lost his last resort, Xu Feng had to compromise, he screamed:

"I'll take you! I'll take you!!!"

"Very well." Mu Hang smiled a little, "Thanks."

*

"Not bright enough."

Shi An scanned the silverware in front of her and frowned.

The Demon Worm tossed it behind him like garbage with a clanging sound.

It fumbled with its claws in the pile of treasure in front of it, and once again fished out a shiny silver necklace, "What about this one, my lord?"

Shi An lifted her eyelids:

"Not pure enough."

The Demon Worm did as it had just done, and then fished out a gleaming silver ring from the pile of treasure:

"How about this?"

Shi An shifted and yawned, "Not expensive enough."

Magic Worm: "......"

It looked sadly at the large pile of silver treasure behind itself.

Treasures that were either silver or simply silver-colored were piled up like garbage, all of them "rejects" that Shi An was not satisfied with.

Seriously, there were quite a few treasures in here that even a Demon Worm would be tempted to see, but Shi An simply scanned them and tossed them aside.

So what kind of ah ah ah ah you really want!

There is some condition of the Devil Worm.

Shi An: "Huh?"

He raised his eyes, his fiery vertical pupils fixed towards the demonic worm.

The Demon Worm shivered, and only then did he realize that he had actually just spoken the question in his heart without noticing.

It hastened to remedy the situation:

"I mean ...... might be easier to find if there were more detailed requirements?"

"Well ......"

Shi An blinks and stares at the ceiling in deep thought:

"First of all, it has to be big enough, it has to be big enough to nestle my whole body in."

The magic bug took careful note: "Uh-huh!"

"The color must be light and pure enough, like solidified moonlight shining silver, light and delicate, not too dark, that would look heavy and heavy, but not too light either, or it would be the color of white iron ......"

Magic Worm continued to take careful notes, "Uh-huh-huh-huh!"

"Preferably very warm, the kind that heats up on its own."

Devil Worm: "Uh-huh! ...... hmmm?"

"It would be nice to have a blue gemstone to match ......"

The Demon Worm slowly raised his head to look at the teenager not far away and said dryly:

"Wouldn't ...... be better or two?"

Shi An : "Yes, yes, yes!"

Magic Worm: "......"

Why don't you just give us your Mu Hang cell phone number?

*

Guided by Xu Feng, who had given up his struggle, Mu Hang came to the place where he had hidden all his treasures.

The warehouse in front of him was piled with treasures of great value, radiant and bright, flashing Mu Hang's eyes narrowed slightly.

He stepped forward, seemingly searching for something.

Xu Feng was still confined in that four-sided body, his eyes blackened slightly from the loss of blood as he gasped with difficulty.

He had never felt so desperate.

Those dead mercenaries didn't matter to him, after all, as long as there was enough lure of benefits, coupled with enough threat of strength, he would be able to recruit more outlaws sooner or later.

But without the treasure, all is really lost.

His last hope of a comeback was dashed.

As Xu Feng is leaning against the air wall, he hears a footstep approaching.

He raised his eyes, only to see Mu Hang standing fixedly in front of him, the bottom of his eyes seemed to be ablaze with burning fire, even if he was only touched by the other party's line of sight, Xu Feng could feel a phantom pain as if he was being burned.

"What about the Abyssal Stone?"

Only to hear the man in front of him ask in a suppressed, almost terrifying tone.

...... Stone of the Abyss?

Xu Feng froze.

He subconsciously craned his head toward the side of the warehouse.

Countless gold and silver jewelry brilliantly flashing, clearly any human being can not resist the strong temptation, but at this moment, Mu Hang want is actually the most worthless inside ......

The Abyssal Stone?

Why?

"Answer me."

It was as if some dark, icy turbulence lurked beneath the man's low voice.

Xu Feng slowed down and shivered violently, saying:

"No, no more!"

He subconsciously stepped backward, but was blocked by the wall of air behind him, an involuntary wariness in his voice:

"Earlier that ...... that black-robed man, again creating cracks and setting up some kind of spell formation, has already consumed quite a lot! This time, in order to send the giant dragon back, the last Abyssal Stone has ...... already ...... been used."

Mu Hang stood still and repeated word for word, "...... already?"

Xu Feng felt cold sweat sliding down his cheeks, and the last few words felt like they were stuck in his throat, unable to be spat out no matter what.

He heard himself say the last three words in a distorted, shaky voice:

"...... ran out."

The man in front of him stood against the light, his face hidden in the shadows, Xu Feng was completely unable to see the color of the other party's face, but the aura of the other party's body oppressed him so much that he was completely unable to breathe.

A few seconds seemed like a century.

Eventually, he heard Mu Hang speak up in a calm tone and ask, "Where's the black-robed man?"

Xu Feng froze:

"Wait ...... black, black-robed man?"

He was a bit puzzled, "Isn't he still with the Administration?"

After all was said and done, Xu Feng received a message from Administration.

According to the Administration, the black-robed man was a vicious felon, closely connected with several serious cases of the authorities, and he was to be notified that the Administration would detain the man for questioning.

Xu Feng agreed without much hesitation.

All this time, he had dug out all the information he needed from the other side.

Now that black-robed man was now of no use to him.

The mercenary bases where the other party had stayed had been abandoned, so they wouldn't pose much of a threat to him, so he might as well just leave that person behind as a favor.

Mu Hang frowned slowly.

His eyes were cold and heavy as he gazed fixedly at the mercenary in front of him, his sight searchingly scraping over the other party inch by inch, taking in every nuance of the other party's demeanor.

Earlier, when he was at the Administrator's house, the other party had given him a completely different story than the mercenary's.

The Director said that the mercenary side picked up the black-robed man immediately after it was all over, giving them absolutely no time or leeway to torture him.

...... So who's really lying?