In the evening, another delicious roasted lamb.

Whenever Chen An thought of Wutu going to Wuyang City to take over the business path of the Demon Cult, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

I really don’t know where to find such delicacies in the future.

Maybe only by going to the desert can you eat such mellow roasted lamb.

The guests were also full tonight. This time, Chen An ordered roast lamb legs and lamb chops first. Given his performance last night, no one went with him to grab them.

What made Chen An pay more attention was another table with lamb legs booked - like last night, there were still four people in black.

The four of them still wore hats and couldn't see their faces clearly.

Chen An couldn't help but lower his head and asked Xin Rou in a low voice: "Do you know where the person at that table came from?"

Xin Rou took the lamb leg and ate the oily hand: "I don't know, I'm not a good person, how could anyone know the information?"

Chen An nodded, but he couldn't help but look at him frequently during the meal.

He always felt that these people were carrying a sense of evil spirit tonight.

Although it is not aimed at themselves, I can always feel that they seem to be ready to move something.

Wutu still packed up the roasted lamb and went to the backyard.

After Chen An had enough food and drink, he realized that the people on the table next to him suddenly stood up, looked at each other through the hat for a few times, and walked directly to the backyard.

Chen An looked at their backs and asked, "The person who came is not good, do you need my help?"

Xin Rou glanced at it and smiled, "Although they have good cultivation, they are still a little more tender if they want to trouble Uncle Wutu."

Just as Xin Rou finished speaking, a group of people wearing black clothes and hats suddenly appeared outside the passenger station. Chen An counted, and there were no more or less than fourteen, which looked the same way as the men in black who walked into the backyard, giving people a very similar feeling.

Xin Rou also noticed the group of people. While licking the seasoning on her fingers, her expression on her face became more serious: "I can't say this time."

"If you don't care about Rakshasa, get out of the way if you don't care."

After confirming the location of the men in black, they rushed into the inn. As soon as they entered the door, the person in black, who was leading the men in black shouted in a cold voice.

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the guests in the inn immediately changed their faces. Without saying a word, they packed up their things and walked out.

Chen An frowned——He also knew Rakshasa Sect.

Although the Demon Sect in the world pointed to the orthodox Demon Sect led by Xin Ji, in fact, in such a huge world, how could the evil forces be just like that?

The Rakshasa Sect is one of the forces second only to the Demon Sect.

When Chen An was undercover in the Demon Sect, he had a lot of dealing with the Rakshasa Sect. Of course, the general way of dealing with him was to use a sword.

Xin Rou's eyes turned, and while holding Chen An's sleeve with her fingers, she wiped her hands while whispering: "Let's go out first, and wait for an opportunity to move later."

Chen An nodded and walked out of the inn under the gaze of the group of men in black.

After all the unrelated people in the inn went out, the leading man in black said loudly in the inn: "Brother Wutu, I haven't seen each other for many years, how could I stay in such a small place? It's really easy to find my brothers."

The curtain leading to the backyard of the inn was lifted open, and several dark shadows were thrown out.

When Chen Andingshen saw that it was the four men in black who had just entered the backyard.

At this time, the four people had twisted their limbs and their necks tilted, and they had been beaten to death by Wutu's naked fist.

The bodies of four men in black were placed in front of the fourteen people, and for a moment, the atmosphere became more and more serious.

The leading man in black just sneered: "Can these four wastes be able to grab this credit from the four of them?"

The man in black kicked his companion's body away and looked in the backyard.

A big hand lifted the curtain, Wutu bent over and walked out of the door.

He had no expression on his face and was still holding the knife of the sheep slaughtering her. When he saw these men in black, he just walked forward silently.

"Wutu, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. As long as you want you to eat this Rakshasa pill and do things for my Rakshasa Sect, we can turn enemies into friends. With your ability, you won't take long to reach the high position in my Rakshasa Sect. Why bother selling roasted lamb in remote places?"

The man in black first tempted Wutu.

But Wutu just looked at them coldly and said nothing.

"How come, don't you?" The man in black laughed a few times and mocked: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Now that we are waiting for Rakshasa, you are a butcher, can you resist?"

"It's so much nonsense." Wu Tu actually took the initiative to walk forward, and the giant-like figure just took a step, and the speed of an ordinary person trotting.

The man in black snorted coldly when he saw Wu Tu's oil and salt, "Take it!"

Just saw the fourteen people scattered in the blink of an eye, taking out their weapons, swords, spears, halberds, axes and halberds.

But Wu Tu just raised his butcher knife and pointed directly at the person who was talking just now. With his big foot on his feet, a loud roar was made on the ground. He actually made an extremely clear footprint on the ground. As he stepped on, he rushed straight to the man in black who was talking like a cannonball.

But what is dangerous is that while Wutu attacked the man in black, the other thirteen people seemed to have a heart-to-heart relationship and attacked Wutu at the same time. If Wutu did not stop, he would probably be beaten into a hornet's nest by the other people at the moment he killed the man in black.

"Ah!" Wu Tu suddenly shouted loudly, looking at his originally in his 1.9-meter-old figure, in the blink of an eye, it expanded a lot again, and the muscles in his body bulged high in an instant.

At this moment, Chen An stared wide and thought of the scene of the Hulk's transformation.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Tu turned into a giant man who turned into a two-meter-5-meter-long giant. His hands were much bigger than ordinary people's heads. A butcher knife half his arm looked extremely small and exquisite, but when he cut at the man in black, it brought about a violent storm.

The tables and chairs in the inn were all pulled by this sudden suction force in an instant, making a clattering sound, and fell into chaos.

The man in black who was facing him just sneered, and his hat was blown away by the wind, revealing a red tattooed face.

"Rakshasa!" Just by looking at the man in black, the black robe actually raised high. The next moment, two blood-red arms suddenly stretched out from the black robe. The huge arms looked much thicker than his own. On the red palm, two black silver round blades were held.

"Dou!"

The machete contacted the two round blades of his red arm and made a crisp sound between weapons. The man in black blocked the knife and immediately made a cracked sound of the floor under his feet. Although he was motionless, two cracks were dragged out under his feet and pushed out by impact.

Wu Tu's face did not change his expression. Behind him, the thirteen people on his side attacked in a blink of an eye, but he just stretched out his hand and punched him, smashing the weapons of the three people on the left, and then grabbed one of his arms and swung them out violently.

The man in black who was grabbed by him was like a rag doll, was thrown around by him in the air before he hit the other man in black. The two of them didn't even have time to scream, so they became two limp existences.

The rest of the swords came, but did not make a sound of chopping meat. But after a crisp sound of swords and irons fighting each other, Wu Tu's skin was cut out with sparks!

But when the spark burst out, there was no sign on his dark skin.

Seeing this, the man in black with two red arms changed his face and immediately said, "Be careful! He has extraordinary external skills and has become a saint!"

This external skill is extraordinary, and he is half a step into the saint. It is a new term that Chen An has never heard of. The scene of this fighting made him even more shocked - good guy, is this extraordinary?

How could this extraordinary be so powerful?

Why didn't I notice it when I was playing games?

-----

PS: I got up late, and after writing, I updated it a little slower after eating. Sorry, sorry. There is another update at around 6 pm.
Chapter completed!