Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 191 Hardcore ruthless man·Yangyue World extra chapter (not)

If it weren't for the weak breathing in the opponent's mouth and nose, and if it weren't for the last bit of blood seeping out of the horrific wound, Ji Ming would have turned into Azu and killed it on the spot as a living corpse.

Even so, he calmly used the medicine box as a barrier to stand between himself and the werewolf.

The werewolf tried his best to raise his only remaining eye and looked at the rows of colorful flowers on the medicine box. The corners of his mouth grinned, or rather cracked in an ugly arc.

"Ha, you are a good pharmacist...I actually smelled lemon honey tea instead of some messy pus."

Although the "menu" that Ji Ming can bring out now is quite rich, how could the wandering pharmacist have anything good?

Like his fellow bastards who like to show off and cheat, most of the potion bottles contain rotten soup mixed with water.

It's just that Ji Ming is afraid of trouble.I had a lot of money on hand, so I "generously" poured in various drinks from roadside stalls.

Picking out the bottle of light yellow liquid that the other party sniffed out, Ji Ming held it between his fingertips and shook it.

"What, you want to drink?"

Unexpectedly, the werewolf gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Damn it! Who would drink something like that that only a chick would like?"

"Do you have any wine? Any wine will do! Give me a sip and I will tell you my story!"

Ji Ming had no choice but to pick another bottle of amber liquid, unscrew the cap and pour it from the corner of his mouth into the other person's mouth that had long been unable to close.

The werewolf had lost the ability to smack his lips, so he just scratched it with his bloody tongue.

"Ok?"

Unexpectedly, after this taste, a cold light burst out from his one eye.

"Reno whiskey? 伱..."

However, in the next moment, the bloodshot eyeball became dim again.

Just sigh.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, it's all the same. Since you want to hear it, just pay for it."

Perhaps it was because of the flashback, or perhaps the strong drink really helped relieve pain and refresh the mind, that the werewolf improved and began to tell the story.

"Men in the inner city, my name may not have reached your ears yet. My name is Ferlo..."

The biggest early advantage of the orcs is always the white value. Relying on this powerful body, Ferro was once the strongest thug on the block.

And he was not willing to be a little gangster, so he formed a small gang by collecting protection fees from door to door and buying people's hearts.

Therefore, after the situation in the outer city broke through the bottom line one after another, he, who controlled the violence, not only did not cause trouble, but he became more and more prosperous.

Moreover, Ferlo did not rest on his laurels or be complacent, but adopted a clear-headed strategy of grabbing both ends.

While building a good relationship with the rapidly declining team of debt processors, he hid under his protective umbrella and frequently attacked to suppress competitors from all walks of life.

While coercing and inducing city residents from all over the country to pay money and food, they also constantly purify the team, selectively develop high-quality juniors, and improve the quality of the team.

The two tricks are superimposed, and the effect of one plus two is greater than two.

Therefore, his criminal organization became larger and larger, and gradually became more professional, group-oriented, and loyal.

At this time, Ferro referred to various underworld sages and modified the crude gang model, turning it into a close-knit emotional group organization with "family" as the core.

After large-scale chaos occurred in several nearby blocks, he took advantage of his talents and was keenly aware of the development opportunities.

First, they took over several of the largest open squares in the neighborhood as their own in advance, turning the ever-expanding refugee camps into oil wells and recruit camps with continuous output.

Then he took the lead in opening high-quality specialty industries such as boxing gyms, clubs, and casinos that combine local development advantages and have broad development prospects.

People, land, money and food are all available. If this trend continues, if he actively participates in regional affairs, he will definitely be able to gradually unify the underground network in the outer city.

At that time, even if you can't become the Kingpin of Sunshine City because of the existence of the three inner city families, it won't be a problem to become a wolf version of Penguin hiding in the dark!

Awesome!
The pen tip kept flying on the paper. Ji Ming only listened for 3 minutes and took several pages of notes, for fear of missing the key points of the other party's self-report.

Awesome, learned a lot!

But at this point, Ferro suddenly stopped.

"Don't stop, brother, you are just learning,"

The werewolf gasped, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Wait a minute, I said too much, I need to slow down..."

But when he regained his breath, he sighed full of regret without saying a word.

"Of course I thought I was handsome at that time. Wow, there was so much money, so many industries, and all kinds of women desperately trying to help me."

"But just when everything was developing in full swing, the appearance of a person changed everything..."

As if recalling something, his remaining eye couldn't help but tremble.

"That's a mastiff..."

As written in every story, when a person's career is on the rise, there will always be a few stumbling blocks.

Ferro thought that with his ability, he could kick every stone into pieces, but he didn't expect that he would be the first to have his bones broken.

It was an ordinary night. Ferlo, who was diligent and caring for the people, went to check out several newly opened industries in nearby blocks.

"There is something wrong with your marketing route. Why do you select girls who are more than coquettish, but not pure enough? They are too promiscuous!"

"Remember, if you want to attract high-end consumers, you must not be so impatient. You must make timely corrections and see the route clearly. Do you understand?"

Using his rich relevant experience to point out the obedient manager, Ferlo left the club with his younger brother.

"It feels so peaceful. There are no people from rival gangs on the street. It's so different from my hometown."

"Isn't this great? Our White Wolf family is now powerful and powerful in the outer city. Who dares to provoke us?"

"Hey, I heard that old Henry has a beautiful granddaughter. When does the patriarch plan to take it?"

It is very difficult to expect a group of guys who are full of food and drink to enter the Sage Time and who like to fight bravely to learn to control their mouths.

Therefore, even though Ferro thought it sounded a bit harsh, he didn't stop it, but he didn't interrupt it frivolously.

But when he reached a nearby alley, he suddenly stopped.

"and many more……"

His danger instinct was buzzing, making the fur on his back stand on end.

The team that was talking and laughing and sharing their recent battle experience suddenly became quiet.

"What's the matter, Patriarch?"

"No, if something happens, let's go back quickly!"

However, there was a sudden scream in the darkness, and a monster on all fours came out of the shadows.

Ferro was very fast and dodged the blow, but his younger brother was not so lucky. He couldn't dodge and was knocked down by the unknown enemy and nailed to the ground with his sharp claws.

The sound of the throat being bitten was clear and sweet, followed by the sounds of chewing, swallowing, and blood splattering.

Only then did everyone see clearly who the creature that attacked them was.

a dog!

No.

That turned out to be a mastiff man who looked extremely ugly!
"damn thing!"

Fairlo's eyes widened with anger, and he was about to rush forward and break his neck.

But this mastiff man's fighting method is very strange. Not to mention his strong four legs are equipped with sharp claws, and he can move around extremely fast.

Therefore, the wolf leader had no time to stop him, and his younger brother was already dead and wounded, suffering heavy losses. "Whose killer are you!"

This feeling of powerlessness is extremely annoying, but if he can firmly sit as the leader of a gang, how can he be an ordinary wolf?
Hot blood surged up, and all the limbs and bones burst into flames.

In an instant, he fell into a wonderful state.

His agility increased dramatically, and he finally caught up with the opponent's incredible speed. He also found the right opportunity and punched him in the side.

However, this blow did not tear flesh and blood or break muscles and bones as he imagined.

On the contrary, it was as if a piece of pig iron had been smashed into it. Not only was the opponent uninjured, but his hand was also numb for three points!

But if the defense is not broken, the defense will not be broken. The force is still a solid hit.

As a result, the mastiff's movements in the air suddenly deformed, and he fell to the ground in a panic, allowing Ferlo to finally see the opponent's face clearly.

Violent creatures!

wrong.

Of course, Ferro had hunted violent creatures before, so he could see that although the opponent's eyes were red, he still clearly retained some sanity.

What is this...

However, before he could think clearly, the mastiff opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar.

His pupils were as red as blood, and he looked like a madman, bursting out with more fierce fighting power and offensive than before.

After spending so many years in the outer city, this is definitely the most powerful opponent Ferro has ever faced.

Everything he was proud of was crushed by the opponent in all aspects, but because he had to deal with the intensive offensive, he didn't even have time to sigh.

And just like a tease, the mastiff is clearly capable of attacking its own weak points to kill with one blow, but it repeatedly attacks those parts that are not fatal.

As a result, Ferro's jaw was torn, his arms were torn off, and the internal organs in his belly were hammered to pieces.

When he woke up again, it was an extremely dirty garbage dump, and his shapeless self lay in the mess, as if he had merged into one.

No one would associate such a beaten and dying tramp with the arrogant Ferlo, so no one cared about his life or death.

Although I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, no one cares about it, but it still allows him to save his life instead of being treated as a treasure and sold to his enemies.

A strong enemy attacked, but he was crippled at the beginning. Ferlo wanted to return to his family immediately and remind them to be careful about this enemy.

But after inquiring about the news, I found out that the family has been usurped by the mastiff man...

His men are loyal, very loyal, but who would be loyal to a dead man?
After a few die-hard loyalists were eliminated, the rest had no choice but to bow their heads.

So Ferro, who had lost all chances to make a comeback, ended up in this dirty tent, lying down waiting to die until today.

I don't know whether it was because of longing or unwillingness, but Ferro was always holding a breath in his heart, and it was this breath that kept him alive.

But now, after telling all of his story, this feeling seems to have dissipated.

He lay limply on the ground, breathless.

"Hey, this is the story of the clown Fairlo, how about it, your glass of whiskey is worth it, right?"

Ji Ming stopped writing, closed the medicine box, and squatted down.

"So, what's the name of that pretty awesome mastiff guy?"

"So what if you know?"

"I'll help you kill him, and you do something for me."

Ji Ming's decisiveness was met with a low sneer from Fairlo.

"But even if you can kill, what can I do for you?"

"My journey is over, Fairlo stops here..."

I don't know if it was just to anger Ji Ming on purpose, or if he really couldn't survive the long torture.

The next moment, Ferro stopped breathing.

However, seeing this scene, the sullen Ji Ming also laughed.

"I want you to do something, do you think you can get away with it?"

Ji Ming doesn't have much of anything, he just has enough magic power in the underground city pool.

Because every morning he would ask Sylvia to squeeze the largest magic pocket for him, so that even if the volume was lost until night, it would still have a large space.

Therefore, purple light emitted from his palm, and the mud-like wolf corpse was completely contained in it.

Facing Eleanor's strange look, Ji Ming explained casually.

"This is a gift from the gods. He is always an informant who provides important clues. We have to collect his body."

Eleanor nodded and looked to both sides of the alley.

After staying too long, someone has already noticed this place, but no one dared to come forward to cause trouble.

"Then what should we do next? Investigate who the mastiff man is?"

"Yes, let's leave now."

Eleanor immediately took steps forward, but when she turned around, she found that Ji Ming was walking away with his back to her.

"Wait a minute, are you going in the opposite direction? This is the way out?"

Ji Ming turned around with a confused look on his face.

"Don't you already know the next clue from him? Can't we just ask the person involved directly?"

"what?"

Eleanor ran over quickly.

"It's too hasty for you to do this. What if..."

"Well, indeed, you definitely can't just go like this. It would be too unprofessional."

Taking out the long-lost mysterious businessman's mask, Ji Ming tapped the question mark pattern engraved on it with his knuckles.

"Put this thing on and they'll have no idea who I am."

I'm not discussing this with you!
Eleanor then persuaded.

"Don't be impulsive. Although you are the chosen one, your profession is a pharmacist, which is a auxiliary profession."

"And as an academic, even if I have a certain degree of confidence in my combat effectiveness, a mage still needs a stable output environment to be effective."

"That mastiff is known for its speed and its vitality and blood are not low. If we just go through like this... maybe something will go wrong!"

Are you a mage?

Ji Ming finally reacted and glanced at her panel.

Fireball, Ice Arrow, Earth Shield, Pyroblast... Tsk, this skill combination is too ordinary, I feel it is not as good as Adele... violent output.

At this level, if placed in the team, Chunchun would be the laggard, and would have to be ranked behind Aurora.

However, Ji Ming did not flinch. After all, according to Ferlo's description, the mastiff man was obviously "weird".

If you hit this thing yourself, not only it is a dimensionality reduction attack, you can also say it is Wind Spirit Moon Shadow. No matter how cowardly you are, it will be unjustifiable.

He was heartbroken and asked in a low voice.

"Priest Eleanor, do you still have the consciousness of being a believer in God?"

(End of this chapter)