AFK Shinigami Becoming Stronger

After school the next day, Lin Lichuan saw Jiang Han walking straight to bar street after leaving school, and thought about turning around and quickly returning to the community.

When he got home, he immediately changed into black sportswear, put on a hat and a mask, put on the wooden box where Vermilion Origin Fruit was stored, and a mask before leaving home and rushed to bar street.

The mask was bought specially by Lin Lichuan at the flea market, but he still didn’t think it was very safe to wear a hat and a mask, just in case he just added a mask.

It didn’t take long for Lin Lichuan to arrive at bar street, immediately opened the surveillance light frame to determine the location of Jiang Han, and then rushed over.

When he arrived at the girl’s place, the latter had just finished teaching a group of gangsters and was about to leave.

Since the destruction of the Black Spider Gang, the entire Linyang City underworld has been under the control of the Forgotten River Gang, but there are still a few gangsters who are not members of the Forgotten River Gang, and these people have become Young Lady Jiang’s fist Warm up the goal.

When passing an alleyway, Jiang Han suddenly felt a little bit. Turning his head and looking around, he saw a familiar silhouette standing in the middle of the dark alley, looking at her exactly.

Even though the other party put on the mask this time, Jiang Han immediately recognized him, with a flash of joy on his face.

“It’s you!”

She hurriedly walked to Lin Lichuan and said with a smile:

“I was looking for you, that one I already know what the red fruit is.”

Lin Lichuan nodded lightly and said indifferently: “You said.”

Jiang Han didn’t know that Lin Lichuan already knew what she was. I know, I explained the effects of Vermilion Origin Fruit in detail. At the end, it seemed to remember something. After hesitating, I mustered the courage to ask: “I don’t know what your name is?”

Lin Lichuan paused, the names of Aizen, Zangetsu, Ichigo and even Kubo flashed in my mind for a moment, and then slowly said: “Hollow White, my name is Hollow White.”

“Hollow White? …..” Jiang Han knew that this should be a pseudonym, but didn’t care, lightly said with a smile, “Ok, I understood.”

“There is another thing. “

Lin Lichuan took out the wooden box containing Vermilion Origin Fruit from his pocket, opened it to Jiang Han, and asked slowly:

“Vermilion Origin Fruit should be your father It’s also very useful.”

Jiang Han was taken aback for a moment, and then he seemed to think of something, and said in disbelief: “You mean…”

“If you can exchange meteor stone, I can give you Vermilion Origin Fruit.”

I heard Lin Lichuan admit that Jiang Han immediately started, but after thinking about it, Vermilion Origin Fruit has some medicine. As the side effect of the post-martial path’s lifelong inability to make progress, Hollow White’s talent and strength will inevitably not choose to use Vermilion Origin Fruit to make a breakthrough, so I feel relieved.

After thinking about it for a while, she said with a distressed expression: “Meteor stone is a strategic material in the Federation, and it is extremely tightly controlled. Even our Forgotten River Gang can hardly obtain it. I guess Father should not be able to exchange enough for it. Here comes the meteor stone of Vermilion Origin Fruit.”

“It’s okay, it’s best to have a meteor stone. If not, you can exchange it with other valuable items.”

Jiang Han hearing this Relaxed, nodded and said: “I understand, I will tell my dad when I go back.”

“Okay, see you next time.” Lin Lichuan said, he turned and left without any muddle.

Looking at his leaving back, Jiang Han opened his mouth, he stopped talking, and finally failed to speak, lowering his head.

……

Linyang City Train Station, people coming, people going.

Zhu Xianping strode out of the train station exit, looked around, his eyes moved slightly, and walked towards a taxi parked on the opposite street.

His height of more than two meters is especially a crane in a flock of chickens in the crowd. His burly figure is extremely oppression, so that the oncoming crowds are subconsciously facing both sides. Avoid and lower your head to avoid the intersection with him.

Seeing the business coming, the taxi driver who leaned on the door smoking a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and quickly smashed half of the smoke on the street light pole next to him, cautiously put it in his pocket, and then Open the back seat door and enthusiastically said with a smile: “Get in, get in, where does the brother want to go?”

Zhu Xianping sat in the back seat without saying a word, until the driver returned to the driver’s seat to sit Push down, step on the accelerator, the vehicle’s engine starts, and drove forward slowly before spitting out two words coldly.

“Target.”

“On bar street.” The driver still had a warm smile on his face, holding the steering wheel in one hand, and pulling out a photo from his pocket with the other hand, and reached Later, he handed it to Zhu Xianping, “The goal is Jiang Han, the daughter of Jiang Zhilong, the head of the Forgotten River Gang, Level 4 Martial Artist. I will go to the bar street every few days to teach gangsters. It is the best catch among Jiang Family people. “

“As long as you catch her, you will definitely be able to lead Jiang Zhilong out, and then find the mysterious person who killed Zhao Zongwen.”

“I am only in charge of fighting.” Zhu Xianping took the photo expressionlessly, and after a glance, he rolled it into a ball and threw it into his mouth, chewing and swallowing it.

The driver looked at this scene through the rearview mirror, said with a smile: “I know, we will leave the torture and temptation to us. You just need to catch Jiang Han, and then take action against Jiang when necessary. Zhilong and the mysterious person will do.”

Zhu Xianping hearing this gently nodded, then close your eyes, leaning on your seat and start closing your eyes to rest your mind.

Seeing this, the driver laughed and didn’t bother.

……

Time goes back to half an hour ago.

“Zhu Xianping should have arrived in Linyang City by this time.”

Bar street, in the lounge on the second floor of a bar, Yao Yibin glanced at his watch and said drwsily Tao.

He is half-lying on a comfortable recliner, holding a notebook with a brown leather cover in his hand, and holding a pen in his other hand, rustling on the notebook. What is written.

Wang Song sits cross-legged on the ground with his back against the corner and said nothing.

Wu Jun and Lu Song are standing on the left and right sides of the window respectively, observing the situation outside.

For a long time, the two looked at each other. In the end, Lu Song couldn’t hold back at first, turned his head and looked towards Yao Yibin, frowning and asked: “Agent Yao, Zhu Xianping will really come to bar street to catch Jiang Han Is it?”

“Of course.”

Yao Yibin glanced up at him, his eyes flashed with contempt, as if he was very disdainful of Lu Song asking such a question. .

“Although Qianzhong is the second to none Transcendent Influence of Southern Federation, it is absolutely inferior to the Special Control Committee in terms of intelligence efficiency. Even we can’t find the true identity of the mysterious person. How can they find it? To catch the mysterious person, the people of Qianzhong can only start from the Forgotten River Gang.”

“And Qianzhong is not like we can use the official influence to pressure the Forgotten River Gang, so they can think of The sole method is to kidnap Jiang Zhilong’s family, lure him out and capture him, and then to inquire about the whereabouts of the mysterious person. Jiang Han is the best one among the Jiang Family members, so Qianzhong will definitely choose her as the target.”

“But these are just your guesses in the end. What if the people from Qianzhong don’t intend to kidnap Jiang Family members? Or even if they want to kidnap, they chose Jiang Jinghui instead of Jiang Han?” Lu Song Retorted.

“Yes, these are just guesses.”

Yao Yibin snorted lightly and clicked on the notebook with his pen.

“But when I wrote them in the notebook, guesses became facts.”