amaotonovel Chapter 729
Chapter 729
Soon, a group of city guards rushed in like a pack of vicious wolves. The captain of the leading city guard had a serious face, as if everyone owed him 1.8 million divine crystals. He shouted at the top of his voice:
"Who's causing trouble here?"
When the big man saw the city guards coming, he immediately became energetic, as if he had seen his father, pointing at Han Changkong and jumping up and down and shouting:
"That's him, Captain! This brat openly committed a crime in Cuiyuxuan. You must punish him severely, throw him in jail, and make him suffer a fate worse than death!"
The captain of the city guard frowned, and his eyes cut across Han Changkong like a knife.
At this moment, a city guard beside him crouched down and whispered a few words in his ear, mentioning the unclear and mysterious special relationship between City Lord Lu Jie and Han Changkong.
The captain of the city guard's face, originally as serious as stone, instantly became like a chameleon, with a bit more awe in his eyes, like a mouse seeing a cat.
Without a word, the captain of the city guard turned around and drew the long sword from his waist. The long sword flashed coldly under the light, like the scythe of the god of death.
As everyone's jaws dropped to the ground in shock, he swung his sword violently at the big man.
The knife flashed like lightning, so fast that people could only see a flash of white light, and then blood splattered like a fountain. The big man didn't even have time to scream, and fell in a pool of blood with a "thump" like a felled tree, his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open.
Han Changkong witnessed all this and just raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression as if he was watching a boring farce.
Then he slammed his fist on the table, making the glasses jump up, and shouted to the pale, trembling musicians and dancers on the stage:
"What are you all standing there for? Keep playing the music and dancing! Don't let such trivial matters ruin my fun. I haven't had enough fun yet!"
The musicians woke up as if from a dream and played their instruments in a panic. The music was a little shaky at first, but then gradually became steady.
The dancers also forced themselves to cheer up, twisting their slender waists again and dancing gracefully.
Han Changkong picked up a glass of fine wine, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. The wine flowed down the corners of his mouth, but he didn't care at all and continued to immerse himself in this atmosphere of decadence, as if everything that had just happened was just a fly buzzing in his ear and was not worth mentioning at all.
Han Changkong seemed like a carefree immortal who was out of this world, living his life in the divine realm in a carefree and unrestrained manner.
During the day, he was like an unruly wind, leisurely wandering into the brothels, finding a corner in the Cuiyuxuan, and indulging in the melodious sounds of singing birds and dancing swallows, and stringed instruments. He let time pass quietly between glasses of fine wine and pieces of erotic music, and the troubles of the world had nothing to do with him.
And whenever the night sky was as dark as ink, he would quietly return to his cave like a ghost.
In that quiet and mysterious space, a cold light flashed in his eyes, as if he was a demon from the Nine Nether Hell. He activated the mysterious system, connecting the faint spiritual lines to the enemies he regarded as prey, and then used all his strength to extract their cultivation and refine it into divine power beads containing powerful strength.
The days flowed by like a gurgling stream, neither fast nor slow. In the blink of an eye, five years had passed quietly.
That night, everything was silent. The cave where Han Changkong was was shrouded in deep darkness. Only the place where he was was faintly emitting a faint light.
Han Changkong, as he had done in the past, began the mysterious ritual of extracting the enemy's energy.
His eyes revealed a hint of uncontrollable excitement and anticipation, and he murmured to himself: