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Jingyang and Xiaodi chose a seat by the window and sat down. After the dishes they ordered were served, they were eating when suddenly a man sat down in the empty seat next to them.

Xiao Di continued to eat, but at the same time he looked over curiously. If nothing else happened, this was the person who was following him and Jing Yang before. He didn't expect that he would come directly to them.

This tall and thin man raised his hand and opened his hood, revealing a face that looked like an extremely malnourished, yellow and shriveled man. He also had heavy dark circles under his eyes. In the deep eye sockets, his pupils did not seem to have much energy, even though he was sitting there. Beside Jing Yang and the others, they seemed to be looking elsewhere.

"My name is Rui Wan." The tall and thin man said.

...Brother, why are you talking to yourself? Who are you? Although Jing Yang had observed this man through the eyes of a crow placed outside, he could not clearly see his face under the hood. At this moment, he turned around and took a closer look, and immediately said: "This... Wan? You look very bad, as if you are going to kill someone at any time."

"Really... As expected," the tall, thin, yellow-faced man named Rui Wan rolled his eyes in his sunken eye sockets and looked at Jing Yang, "People like you have very keen intuition."

Jing Yang looked at the Qi around this man. It was obviously not as strong as an ordinary person's, and the Qi naturally dissipating from the top of his head was much rarer than that of ordinary people.

Rui Wan looked straight at Jing Yang and Xiao Didi and said, "I can recognize people like you at a glance... Why? Why are there obviously powerful guys like you in this world? Why do you indulge them?" How about those bastards who should have gone to hell long ago and continue to live?”

Xiaodi had no reaction to his words. Jing Yang also continued to listen.

"The Phantom Troupe took away everything from me... It was them who killed my family, my friends, and even my neighbors..." There were many bloodshot eyes in Rui Wan's sunken eye sockets, which were particularly prominent, " Those murderers with a lot of crimes have been at large for so many years... Why? Since there have always been masters like you in the world, why not eliminate them? As long as they are still alive, there will definitely be people like me. Suddenly In the meantime, everything was lost..."

Looking at the man muttering to himself, Jing Yang thought for a while and said, "I don't know about the others. Anyway, I definitely can't beat them now."

"I don't want to die," he said.

"Don't you want to kill these evil people?" Rui Wan stared at his bloodshot eyes. He seemed to be questioning Jing Yang, but also seemed to be muttering to himself, "I must kill them... I must kill them." them……"

"Look at my mouth shape." Jing Yang pointed to his mouth and said clearly, "I can't beat you."

"Why...why..." The lost man probably couldn't hear anything useful.

Jing Yang shook his head, got up with Xiao Di, ordered a meal and asked the waiter to deliver it to the table. After paying, he and Xiao Di left the restaurant.

…

On the way back, Xiaodi suddenly said: "When I left Meteor Street, the people I wanted to find were the Phantom Troupe."

"Huh?" Jing Yang was using the three birds placed outside to observe whether the slightly crazy guy just now continued to follow him. After confirming that he was not, he released the control. Hearing what Xiaodi said, he couldn't help but smile: "Oh, I know."

Xiaodi was very surprised and curious, "Why does Jing Yang know?"

Jing Yang said: "The only one in the world who can make you so curious and want to see the real person to find out what's going on is the Phantom Troupe, the superstar group from Meteor Street, right?"

"Oh..." Xiaodi nodded in understanding, but soon asked doubtfully, "Do many people already know that the Phantom Troupe comes from Meteor Street?"

Jing Yang told the truth: "I know it anyway. Whether others know it or not, I don't know."

"Oh, okay." Xiaodi asked no more questions.

Jing Yang said, "What do you think of what happened just now?"

Xiaodi's expression didn't change much, "The Phantom Troupe has killed so many people, so it's normal for someone to want to kill them."

In this way, the two of them walked and chatted together, returned to the hotel where they were currently living, and put this episode behind them.

Keep your head down and practice!

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Time continues to pass day by day...

Soon it was January 31, 6:55 pm, in room 4022 of a short-term hotel less than 10 kilometers away from Cosmo Airport.

The energy in Xiao Di's body became thinner and thinner, and the "hard" strength shrank again and again.

The seconds on the timer jumped one by one.

Finally, Xiao Di couldn't hold on anymore, all the energy on his body went out, and he knelt down in sweat.

She looked at the time and saw a total of 2 hours, 27 minutes and 28 seconds.

I calculated silently, which means that my current total energy is 8848 qi...

Xiao Di turned over and sat cross-legged on the carpet, looking at Jing Yang who was still standing with his eyes closed. Although he was covered in sweat, the muscles all over his body were trembling with fatigue, and the "hardness" of his body had shrunk significantly, and he was slightly undulating in an unstable state... But he still persisted.

2 hours and 28 minutes…

2 hours and 29 minutes…

The timer continues to run. Jing Yang was focused on nothing, until finally he couldn't hold on any longer, and then he let out a sharp breath and half-knelt down with his limbs sore.

He heard Xiaodi's voice seeming to pick up the timer, and she said: "Two and a half hours, 150 minutes, Jing Yang, your total chanting capacity is exactly 9,000 qi now."

Jing Yang smiled, sat down tiredly, rubbed his sore body, and looked up.

Xiaodi held up the timer and said, "It has completely surpassed me."

"If you exceed it, you will exceed it," Jing Yang said speechlessly, "Where are your clothes?"

It turned out that when he looked up, he saw Xiaodi sitting cross-legged on the carpet. She was only wearing a set of underwear, with other clothes she had taken off scattered around.

"Because I'm covered in sweat..." Xiaodi picked up the shoulder strap.

"...You don't even want to take off this, do you?"

When Xiaodi heard this, she just looked at him.

Jing Yang put his hand on the carpet, stood up, walked over and pulled Xiao Di up, "If you get sticky with sweat, go take a shower."

"oh……"

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The next day, February 1st. Jing Yang and Xiao Di checked out of the hotel room, and there were large bags and small boxes at the door.

In the past half month, while Jing Yang and Xiao Di were practicing, they also occasionally went shopping and bought a lot of things. They accumulated a lot.

"Bull-eyed fish," Xiaodi raised his hand to reveal a vacuum cleaner, "suck in all our luggage."

Snap, push the switch to ON.

Tsk tsk tsk!

The vacuum cleaner opened its mouth, creating a strong gust of wind and swallowing all the large bags and small boxes piled at the door.

"Let's go." Xiaodi took back the vacuum cleaner in a puff of air.

Jing Yang said: "You also said you are not Doraemon."

"Oh?" A question mark appeared on the little dripper's head.

Jing Yang smiled and said, "Let's go. I'll get the ring. You go to the airport first. Let's meet at the airport."

"Okay." Xiaodi nodded, and the two separated at the door of the hotel.