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Chapter 750 The Western Suburb Racecourse!Giant Ape Tang Man is investigating!

As Li Feng walked into the racetrack, "Cthulhu" suddenly sighed:
"It's really big here!"

Hearing this, Li Feng regained his energy immediately, regaining the feeling when his companion was showing off to a rookie who had never been here before, and immediately replied:
"That's~~~"

With this tone, it seemed that he was the owner of the racecourse in the western suburbs.

Li Feng pointed out:

"It's a zoo there, and there are rare animals from all over the mainland on display, but I haven't been there, Lao Li. Most of them are rich people who bring their children here."

"There is a circus over there, and a story park next to it. Well, there are usually a lot of people, so it is difficult to line up."

"The one that is the most open in front, yes! That place as big as the stadium is the racetrack. It is the predecessor of the racetrack in the western suburbs. There are performances and competitions every day."

"Evil God, you don't know! My friend said that once, several well-known rich men from Kyushu City came to the racetrack to play together. I bought a lottery ticket, and ended up winning in an upset!"

"Win 146 gold dollars in one game! Haha, that's smoke from the ancestral grave!"

"The homeless man went straight to being a millionaire and married a beautiful wife in her early 20s."

The voice of the evil god had a hint of disdain: "Do you believe this too?"

Seeing that he pretended to force the other party not to believe him, Li Feng became a little anxious:

"It's true! The racecourse in the western suburbs is well known!"

The evil god sneered: "Even if there is such a thing, it's just a marketing campaign."

"Marketing?" Li Feng was a little unfamiliar with this term, and asked after a moment of stupefaction:

"Master Cthulhu, what is marketing?"

There was a trace of mockery in the voice of the evil god: "It is the Western Suburbs Racecourse that creates the story of the homeless man getting rich overnight, so that some fools can also want to get the luck of the protagonist of the story."

Li Feng immediately understood the meaning of "evil god", but he still refused to believe it, and muttered in a low voice:
"You guessed it too."

"Hehe." The evil god laughed and asked:

"Leaving aside this matter, I just want to ask you, how is that homeless man doing now?"

Li Feng stopped immediately when he heard the words, showing a thoughtful expression:

"I know this. That guy often came to gamble later, and almost lost most of the money he won. Well, it seems that he was cheated by someone, and his family went bankrupt, and his beautiful wife also ran away secretly."

"He hasn't appeared for a long time, I don't know if he is still alive."

The Cthulhu suddenly laughed, "Isn't that explaining the problem? Xijiao Samachang has recovered most of the marketing costs."

Li Feng was stunned when he heard the words. He didn't know why, but the more he thought about the evil god's words, the more reasonable he felt.

The voice of the evil god sighed a little: "Wealth that is too easy to get is often the easier to squander. Later, even if the result is a little better, he will turn back into a vagabond again."

"So what if the god of luck favored him? He was originally a beggar for a living. With his ability, he didn't deserve to have so much wealth. So what if he was lucky? So what if he got rich overnight? With his ability It is inevitable that he will not be able to keep his wealth, and will only return to his original appearance, this is the way of heaven."

Li Feng was thoughtful when he heard the words.

This time he didn't speak, but walked silently, with some heavy steps.

After walking along the road for a long time, this time it was the evil god who spoke first.

"what?"

Li Feng looked up and saw two guys in the uniform of the Supervision Bureau passing by, so he spat hard:
"Black dog!"

The nickname of the inspector is widely spread among the people! Unpredictably, I made a fuss in my heart, but I suppressed the Fuyuan hidden in Li Feng's body, and kept silent until the two inspectors walked away. asked:
"Why is there surveillance here? No, there are black dogs? Isn't this the property of the Webster family? If I remember correctly, the Webster family should not be the same as the Supervision Bureau."

The Webster family is a radical faction represented by the prime minister. They advocate the use of talisman sources and are committed to eliminating Pandora's influence on the federal government. All these will inevitably determine that the Ombudsman, which is a subsidiary of Pandora, is incompatible with the radical faction, and even has constant friction.

But right now, this situation is not quite right!Mo Ke could clearly feel the talisman origins of these two people, one was red-level, the other was orange-level, neither of them could run away as the Punisher, and seeing the two people walking side by side but casually, It's more like a patrol guard at the racetrack in the western suburbs, rather than coming to investigate any case.

Li Feng was quick to speak, and immediately said:
"Don't Lord Cthulhu even know about this? This is really the first time I've come to the Western Suburb Racecourse."

"This is the site of the Kyushu City Supervision Bureau. Well, I mean this is indeed the property of the Webster family, but it has always been guarded by the black dogs of the Supervision Bureau. They send special personnel and teams to take care of the security here!"

"Indeed." The evil god's voice came.

After Mo Ce heard what Li Feng said, he immediately read his relevant memory content to make sure that he was not lying.

This place is really covered by the Supervision Bureau!
However, Li Feng chuckled: "Since Lord Evil God doesn't know, let me explain to you. I'm a regular visitor here!"

"At our racetrack in the western suburbs, I think there are three kinds of people who can't be offended!"

"Oh?" Mo Ke was very interested in what he said.

Of course, what he cares about is not only the problem itself, the three kinds of people who can't be offended are nothing to him, what he cares more about is a phenomenon that Li Feng showed when he said this.

He can use Fu Yuan to look up Li Feng's memory at any time, that is to say, Li Feng is like a computer full of movies, he can instantly read all the movie archives.

However, Mo Dashengzi has nothing to do with Li Feng's thinking process. For example, he can't read the answer from the other party's memory for the topic he is talking about. Obviously, Li Feng also got it through his own thinking and summarization. The conclusion of the "three kinds of people".

In memory, it does not directly show who these three people are, or even if there are some clues, Mo Ke cannot confirm the conclusion he is about to analyze and say.

If we use this analogy, Mo Ke can read all the data in the hard disk of Li Feng's computer, but he has nothing to do with the operation of the software in his computer.

This is probably the complexity of intelligent creatures like humans. You can comprehend all the memories in his consciousness, but you can't be sure what he will do next. Maybe a nervous excitement, maybe a stubborn thought, will Let his stressful behavior in reality break away from the original habit.

This is easy to understand, for example, the sudden outburst of anger that breaks down after being suppressed for a long time-this is unpredictable, you can never be sure which second it is when he explodes!
Perhaps, this is one of the disadvantages of the nightmare ability. Unpredictable has come to such a conclusion, and feels that he has a deeper understanding of his ability.

After thinking about it, Mo Ke withdrew his thoughts. At this time, Li Feng had finished his answer, and Mo Dashengzi could look back as long as he recalled it from his memory.

Li Feng said:
"The first type of person who can't afford to offend at the racetrack in the western suburbs is the racetrack guard in black uniform, named Black Hand! These people... well, these people are all thugs of the Webster family, all armed with guns and skilled Very clever."

"In this racecourse, none of the troublemakers will be taken care of by these black hands."

"Secondly, those dignitaries who even go out to meet and protect the Black Hand, hehe, this is easy to understand. People who can be personally protected by the Black Hand are the existences that the Webster family values."

"The third type is white shirts. I don't know much about these people, Lao Li. I just know that they seem to be the VIP customers of this racetrack. Once they enter the racecourse, they will be worn by the service staff as a sign. white shirt"

"I don't know much about my white shirt, Lao Li. I just heard from my friends that you must stay away from these people."

This is what Li Feng said when Mo Dashengzi was thinking about it just now.

The word black hand touched unpredictable nerves like lightning, and made him quickly connect with the assassination incident last night.

The dead orange-level contractor was dressed in black, with light black leather gloves on his hands.

He is the black hand?
Unpredictable quickly got the answer from Li Feng's memory.

Li Feng has seen black hands, and more than once, in the noisy and trouble-prone casino, there are quite a few black hands.

They never speak easily, just silently standing guard everywhere like guards.
That's right, the orange-level contractor was dressed as a black hand, and he was originally from the racecourse in the western suburbs!
In this case, it undoubtedly proved Mo Ke's original guess - the other party just wanted to lure him to come.

The clue is not only the identity card with 300 taels of silver, but the other party didn't even change the clothes that would reveal his identity.

Seeing that the "evil god" didn't respond, he asked aloud:
"Cthulhu, are you listening?"

"Well, yes!" Mo Ke replied.

"The person in front is the white shirt, the one outside the crowd." Li Feng shook his head and pointed in the direction of "Cthulhu", as if this existence that could talk to him through the air was beside him.

Mo Ke followed his direction and looked over, but he was suddenly stunned.

The direction Li Feng was pointing at was a monkey mountain in the adjacent zoo. From a distance, dozens of monkeys could be seen jumping up and down the rockery in a huge iron cage.
The white clothes Li Feng mentioned were sitting in the auditorium of Monkey Mountain. The angle of the two of them happened to be able to see a part of the auditorium through the iron bars. Among them, a sleeveless white shirt was sitting on a quilt, with an extremely tall figure. Burly woman.

Sitting there, she occupied two seats by herself.

And the reason why Mo Ke's head is full of black lines is because this person is the giant ape Tang Man.

Sure enough, this half-spirit-level venerable obeyed the orders of the second son of Qin, and came to the racecourse in the western suburbs to help scout the way, but no one could have imagined that this half-spirit came in as a tourist without any scruples look.

That's right, Tang Man is a half-spirit, so he doesn't have to worry about anyone threatening him in broad daylight.

It's just that they don't even make a disguise. This is really an open investigation!
Investigate a thread.

Unpredictable almost dumbfounding.

Moreover, Tang Zun, who is a half-spirit, actually watched the monkeys in the zoo, and looked at the monkeys with great interest, as if he had forgotten the real purpose of coming here.

"Amount" The evil god felt that his non-existent tongue was a little knotted.

Li Feng thought he was surprised by the figure of the Great Ape Venerable, so he made a joke with a smile on his face:

"This woman is so fucking strong. I don't know if she has a husband, if so."

"His husband should be quite strong, otherwise he would have fallen apart."

"Hehe." Mo Ke gave a speechless laugh, and ordered Li Feng to say:
"Go ahead! Get closer and look at her."

Li Feng was a little surprised: "The evil god is interested in women?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mo Ke said casually.

Li Feng had agreed to the unpredictable conditions a long time ago, so of course he listened to his words at this time, and immediately walked towards Monkey Mountain pretending to be a tourist.

Looking for a corner where he can hide his identity, Mo Ke could see it more clearly this time. The Tang Venerable was lying comfortably on the seat, not only watching the relatives in the cage with great interest, but also constantly Put a banana in your mouth.

Unpredictably, he felt that he had realized something.

That's right, the same kind!
Tang Man's title is "Giant Ape". Could it be that seeing a monkey has a sense of intimacy derived from blood?

Or, is this Tang Banling's emotional obsession or something?

Mo Ke lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, but suddenly his heart moved, and a bold idea came to his mind.

After pondering for two seconds, he looked through Li Feng's vision, fixed his eyes on a candy vendor in a park, and then said to Li Feng:

"Go to that peddler and ask him to help with something!"

"What?" Li Feng asked.

"Give him some money and let him pass a message to that strong woman." Mo Ke carefully ordered.

Li Feng was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for more than ten seconds, he murmured:
"Cthulhu, so you really like this type."

"Don't talk nonsense." Mo Ke was speechless again.

Li Feng immediately stepped forward according to the instructions of the great saint, and only spent ten copper coins to get the peddler to readily agree, and let the latter happily squeeze past the stands, and walked directly to Tang Man who was half lying in the audience.

Unpredictable is to let Li Feng leave here, hide in a corner that Tang Man can't see, and squint at Tang Banling's situation from a certain angle.

Under Tang Man's surprised expression, the peddler whispered something to her, and Tang Man's huge body tensed up visibly, and the muscles on his body slowly emerged.

"What did you say, the Holy Son is here?" Tang Man grabbed the peddler by the neck and asked.

The peddler's face was flushed, and he quickly explained: "That's right. Someone asked me to send you a message. Say... The Holy Son is here."

"Let go of me! I'm dying."

Only then did Tang Man put him down, and asked in a rough voice while looking around the auditorium:
"Who told you to pass the message?"

After a violent cough, the peddler regained his ability to speak, pointed down, and scanned the crowd with his eyes, trying to find the real culprit who nearly killed him with ten copper dollars.

However, he suddenly froze in place: "Huh? That person is gone."

(End of this chapter)