Chapter 41 Chaofeng Tower
The heavy evil spirit was surging, and Qin Jiang's body couldn't stop shaking. He tried his best to control his body's instinctive impulse to destroy everything in front of him.
Swish——!
He couldn't help but tear his clothes to pieces, revealing the knotted muscles underneath.
He stood up and stepped down suddenly. The terrifying force made the whole house tremble, and directly stepped out a deep pit on the ground. The cracks spread around the deep pit.
The fierce evil spirit suddenly erupted, dissipating like a black and red waterfall.
Ha~
Qin Jiang bent his body slightly and opened his mouth, and the hot stream exhaled from his mouth.
After a while, he took a breath, and the surrounding evil spirit was taken back, and the environment returned to normal.
He twisted his neck and breathed a sigh of relief.
The evil spirit of the second level of the Red Tiger Fist was so heavy! He couldn't control it just now!
Knock, knock.
"Master, are you okay?"
The voice of the servant sounded outside the door.
Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows, walked over and opened the door. His strong and muscular body made the servant stunned.
At this moment, he was more than 1.9 meters tall, and his strong arms were thicker than the servant's thighs.
"It's okay, I'm practicing martial arts. I'll find someone to fill the hole on the ground tomorrow." He said.
The servant stretched his neck and looked into the house through the gap between Qin Jiang's waist, vaguely seeing a hole.
Swallowing his saliva, he lowered his body slightly, "I know, Master. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
At this moment, he didn't want to stay here for a moment. Master Qin gave him too much pressure!
Moreover, when facing Master Qin, he didn't know why, he had an indescribable fear.
"Okay, go." Qin Jiang smiled.
Seeing Qin Jiang's smile, the servant trembled and fled quickly without saying a word.
Looking at the servant's figure leaving, he didn't even close the wooden door of the yard in a panic.
He touched his chin and walked to the bronze mirror to look at it. There was no difference from before.
Except that he was stronger.
Was it the influence of the tiger evil intention?
Looking at the panel,
[Current Martial Arts]
Eternal Five Qigong (Second Level) (210/400)
Iron Arm Fist (Perfect)
Earth Dragon Body (Second Level) (160/300)
Red Tiger Fist (Second Level) (10/900)
[Potential Points: 11.7]
The changes brought about by the improvement of Red Tiger Fist far exceeded his expectations. Not only did his strength increase greatly, but it also led to the improvement of the Eternal Five Qigong and Earth Dragon Body.
His eyes fell on the potential points. There were still 11.7 left, enough for the Red Tiger Fist to break through to the third level.
However, he seemed to be unable to control the evil spirit in his body.
After thinking about it, he decided to wait for two days before adding some more. He didn't like the feeling of being dominated by the evil spirit.
Three days later, in the Xiuzhenfang residential area, Anxin Villa.
Qin Jiang pushed open the door and came to the yard. On the left was a small pool with a small rockery inside.
On the right was a pavilion and a corridor with vines hanging for people to cool off in the summer.
He walked to the center of the yard and casually performed the Red Tiger Fist, like a vigorous tiger.
After a while, there was a sound of footsteps from outside the yard, and he immediately stood up and finished his moves.
Knock, knock.
"Boss, I got what you wanted."
A simple and honest voice came from outside the door.
"Come in."
The door of the yard opened, and a young and strong figure walked in with a book in his hand.
Qin Jiang looked at the person who came. This was one of the two small leaders assigned to him after he took over as the big leader. His name was Meng An, and he had practiced the Red Sand Palm to the second level.
"Boss, the book you wanted."
Qin Jiang took the book and waved his hand, indicating that he should sit down in the pavilion.
After sitting down, he picked up the booklet and flipped through it. The first page was a simple drawing, which was painted with just a few strokes.
Look at the information below.
Li Songzheng, who practiced the high-level Zhenwu "Sky Eagle Claw", is said to have practiced the second level. His strength is so strong that he is ranked among the top 20 in Heishan City.
Top 20?
Qin Jiang thought that there seemed to be less than 30 people who practiced high-level Zhenwu in Heishan City. Even if there were some who had hidden strength, the total number would be less than 40.
Li Songzheng suspected that practicing the second level was enough to rank in the top 20, which means that his strength at this time is definitely within the top 20 in Heishan City.
After all, in terms of the quality of Zhenwu alone, the Red Tiger Fist is higher than the Sky Eagle Claw.
Even in Heishan City, it is one of the strongest high-level Zhenwu.
Closing the book, he looked at Meng An, "Let's go."
Pingkangfang, Chaofeng Tower
"Uncle, come and play~"
"Brother~where are you going~come in~"
Qin Jiang looked across the road. This is a brothel, and it is also the place where his sister Qin Hong disappeared.
It is said to be haunted. His sister disappeared when she came here to investigate.
"Chaofeng Tower? You know how to name it."
"Boss, you don't know, this Chaofeng Tower was not originally called Chaofeng Tower. It was changed to this name after it was bought by a mysterious person last year."
Meng An said on the side, with some regret in his eyes.
Originally, this place was just an ordinary brothel. After it was bought, it was rebuilt and renamed, and it suddenly became the largest place of love in Pingkangfang.
A small gang leader like him can only come here once or twice a month.
"Is that so? Did anything strange happen here before my sister disappeared?" Qin Jiang asked, his hand gently resting on the handle of the black water knife at his waist.
Meng An thought for a moment, "No, that's not the case. However, since the name was changed, people have been trafficked here."
"No one cares?" Qin Jiang was a little surprised, so blatant?
"They are all foreigners who are sold, who would care? Besides, the silver and money handed in here are not small, comparable to half of an ordinary market."
Meng An was also a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Qin Jiang to ask this.
"Is that so." Qin Jiang nodded slightly, "Let's go in and take a look."
The two crossed the street and came to the opposite side. Before they got close, they saw the girl outside the door waving with a handkerchief.
"Mr. Meng! Mr. Meng!" The girl in the pink skirt was young and beautiful, with sincere joy.
Walking closer, the pink-skirted girl directly embraced Meng An's arm, "Master Meng~ Why haven't you come to see Yun'er for so long~"
The green-skirted girl with him also directly embraced Qin Jiang's arm, "Master Meng~ Where did you bring this boy from? He is so handsome~ Wan'er is so happy to see him~"
The tender touch made Meng An reluctant to push Yun'er away, but after looking at the expressionless Qin Jiang, he still patted Yun'er and stopped Wan'er at the same time.
"No, no, no, this is my boss, he is here for business! Hurry up and call the madam over." Meng An said.
Yun'er nodded with a hint of grievance, while Wan'er snorted and turned to go inside.
Meng An looked at Qin Jiang with an apologetic face, "Boss, don't be angry, Yun'er and Wan'er are both prostitutes, they sell art but not their bodies, they are both good girls."
Qin Jiang glanced at him and nodded slightly, and when no one came out after waiting for a while, he walked straight inside.
As soon as I came in, I smelled the scent of rouge and powder.
Observing the surroundings, the girls in the lobby on the first floor were all in love, leaning on the guests' arms, and looked quite honest.
Opposite the door was a staircase leading to the second floor. Wan'er, who had just come in, was walking down with a woman who looked about 30 years old.
The visitor was wearing a black semi-transparent skirt, revealing her spring light, and holding a hollow black bone fan in her hand.
Her face was full of mature breath, with light rouge and powder applied, and she was quite pretty.
"Sir, are you looking for me?" She walked down and looked at Qin Jiang. The black cloth did not make her look down on her.
"Who are you?" Qin Jiang asked.
The smile of the woman in the black skirt froze, and Wan'er, who was beside her, quickly took the woman's arm, looked at Qin Jiang and explained: "This is our mother, Aunt Lan."
Aunt Lan opened the fan to cover half of her face. Just as she was about to say something, Meng An outside came in with Yun'er in his arms, "Old madam, our boss is here to investigate the missing case."
