Chapter 76 Watching Abuse

Wang Wujian stopped at the door of the dormitory, stared at the word "Zhang Jun" engraved on the wooden sign in front of the dormitory door, and smashed the door heavily.

"Who is it?" A slightly angry voice asked, obviously they were unwilling to receive such rude and rude guests.

The door creaked open. When the doorkeeper saw the four angry Wang Wujian surrounded by the door, he immediately restrained his anger and asked with a slightly frightened smile, "Who are you looking for?"

"Zhang Jun!" Wang Wujian said coldly.

"Zhang, Zhang Jun? That's really unfortunate. He just went out!" The classmate replied.

Wang Wujian glanced at the room. The other students stood in front of the bed in consternation as awe as waiting for the teacher to check the bed, and even dared not take a breath.

"Do you know where he is going?" Xi Diao asked calmly. At this time, he was the only one of the four who looked kinder.

"I don't know exactly. I should have gone to the city." The classmate replied.

Wang Wu Jianxin hummed unwillingly and took the three people to the direction of Shengwu City.

Since the competition ended yesterday, the college has a special day off today for the participating students to rest, so there are students coming everywhere in the college. All kinds of strange eyes always shoot on Wang Wujian, which makes him extremely uncomfortable.

Wang Wujian knew in his heart that he, a so-called celebrity, the legendary popular figure who won the championship, almost fell outside the top 30. How can he not make people laugh?

"It's all because of this damn Zhang Jun, which makes others think that my Wang Wujian is a simple fool with four limbs." Wang Wujian blamed himself in his heart, and at the same time, he was more resentful of Zhang Jun. If he didn't covet Qian Jia's benefits, he might not be deceived by another classmate himself.

As the weather gets warmer and warmer, Shengwu City has become more lively, and business travelers from far and near have also begun to buy and sell here.

"Shengwu City is so big, where can we find him?" Hou Aji asked that because Wang Wujian walked like flying, the three roommates had to trot and follow.

"South of the city." Wang Wujian is still walking like a flash. "The power of the Qian family is the largest in the south of the city. If Zhang Jun goes to find Qian Jia, he will definitely be in the south of the city."

Sure enough, as soon as he turned the South Street, Zhang Jun's figure appeared in their sight. He walked on the street sneakily alone, looking back and forth from time to time like a thief.

On the most remote section of South Street, Zhang Jun finally stopped. It was an abandoned courtyard. The walls were torn apart and collapsed. The ground was overgrown with grass, and there was thick snow piled up in the shadow corner. Zhang Jun looked outside for a moment and finally walked in fear.

"For sure we walked fast, otherwise I wouldn't have thought they would meet in such a damn place." Hou Ajidao.

A little mysterious smile appeared on Wang Wujian's face and whispered, "Let's follow, we have to be careful and control the martial soul. Don't show any spiritual power. There must be many masters around Qian Jia like dogs."

Four people took a detour to the back wall of the courtyard, and under the wall was an artificial river. The stones at the bottom of the river and around it were paved with special stones, which could make the river flow happily without freezing in the cold winter.

Through the cracks in the wall, I roughly glanced at the scene in the courtyard: although it was a blue sky and a day, there was a haze in the courtyard. The animal's corpses were soaked in snow water and smelled with a musty smell at this time. The two side walls of the backyard were crumbling, as if a strong wind could completely destroy it. .

At the center of the courtyard, there are two powerful martial arts spirits guarding the aisle leading to the two side courtyards, and a total of six people from the main gate of the whole yard to the backyard are divided into three blocking lines as guards so that Qian Jia in the backyard can carry out any irrevocable action.

Qian Jia, who was well-dressed and a fat man, stood on the relatively clean open space in the backyard. As the two slowly approached, Zhang Jun timidly stepped down the wall.

Wang Wujian motioned the three roommates to be more careful, because the place where Zhang Jun retreated was officially the place where the four of them hid. His restrained martial soul tries to turn himself into an ordinary person. If he emits a trace of aura, he may be discovered by them.

Reiki is what each martial spirit has since the martial soul is activated. It can never be dispelled and can only be hidden as much as possible. The master can distinguish the opponent's cultivation level and even gender and age through that weak breath.

"Damn it, how did you mess it up for me?" There was a roar of Qian Jia angrily in a corner of the yard, and then there was Zhang Jun's painful begging for mercy.

"Master Qian is angry, calm down! Listen to me, listen to me!"

Explanation? Bah! Is there no use for explaining? Qian Jia said angrily, "Do you know what I lost? Do you know how much this win or loss has to do with me? You useless thing, my face has been lost by you!"

Qian Jia was angry but just another kick. Zhang Jun saw that this kick was about to fly over, but he didn't dare to dodge. He could only grit his teeth and really bear the blow.

"Money, Master Qian, I, I didn't know he was so strong! Otherwise, otherwise I would not have accepted this task!" Zhang Jun covered his stomach and said with difficulty. He tried to reduce his sins and blamed all his faults to Wang Wujian.

Wang Wujian originally had some sympathy for Zhang Jun. They were all students of the college. In the face of the powerful forces in society, he was indeed embarrassed. However, when he heard that Zhang Jun pulled himself out as a scapegoat, his only sympathy disappeared and turned into anger: this boy deserves to be beaten to death!

"Do you regret it? You piece of shit, now you regret that it's useless?" Qian Jia roared, "According to your request, I spent a hundred pieces of silver to buy a kid as cannon fodder for you, and smashed a thousand taels to let you be at the same entrance with him. What about you? You have to wait until the last time to do it! Are you fucking looking for death?" Qian Jia said and flew out again.

Zhang Jun screamed and crashed into the wall. The earth and stone on the wall, which had long been crumbling, shook off, and the dust rolled up a layer of air waves on the hard ground.

Only then did Wang Wujian make it completely clear: Zhang Jun accosted himself at the beginning of the conspiracy. When he formed a team at the entrance, he pretended not to know the classmate. After entering, the man attacked first, and then Zhang Jun extended a helping hand to gain trust, and finally played the black hand.

Wang Wujian gritted his teeth with hatred. He blamed himself for his carelessness and was even more angry at their dewdness. Looking at the little white face, Qian Jia was as fierce as a bully. He really wanted to jump out and beat him. However, the other party did not hide his strength. From the aura he exuded, it could be concluded that he was a sixth-order spirit. The soul is also known as the master of the floating spirit realm.