Zombie World: Helping the World

Seeing this, the man in black ran away.

His cultivation base is actually mediocre, and he doesn't know any tricks such as flying through the clouds and driving the fog at all, so he can only run wildly on two legs.

After he ran desperately, went around seventeen or eight alleys, and turned fifteen or sixteen corners, he found a secluded garbage dump and lay down.

Naturally, no one likes to stay in the place where the garbage is placed, the least crowded and the safest.

He was lying on it, as if he had been pardoned, panting heavily, with the expression of the rest of his life on his face.

"That Taoist priest is so fierce, and the flying sword is whizzing, is it human? Who dares to fight with him when he plays hundreds of swords alone?"

"He can also play the flying needle, and the third child's brain has been beaten stupid by him."

"The sixth child has been raised for so many years, tens of thousands of poisonous insects, only to come out so two centipede kings and scorpion kings. They haven't eaten a few people yet, so they can be chopped up as soon as they say."

"This old dog Tao doesn't know where he invited such a powerful person. If we can invite such a person, we will retire long ago. I am willing to pay ten times the price."

"Things outside the stockade are too scary. I'm going back after finishing this time. I want to go back! It's too fucking dangerous outside."

After he finished speaking, he almost rested, got up and glanced around, ready to leave.

"Where do you want to go?" An abrupt voice sounded from behind, scaring the soul of the man in black almost to death.

"Who is it? Who is talking!" At this moment, he was terrified, and finally realized the terrifying feeling of only hearing his voice but not seeing the person.

Before, he was the controller, but at this moment, he became the victim.

"Tell me about your affairs."

"Why do you want to kill Mrs. Tao?"

The voice sounded again, scaring the man in black into running away.

"I don't know!" The man in black yelled, turned out of the alley, and ran wildly again.

The figure of Qin Song behind him stood quietly watching him run away.

When he ran seventeen or eighteen laps and came to another dark and remote abandoned workshop, he closed the door firmly.

He cautiously looked out through the crack of the door for a while, and when he was sure that no one was following, he breathed a sigh of relief, took out a green handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the sweat from his forehead .

"No one will follow now."

"It scares me to death. I'm just playing with ghosts. There are people who are more like ghosts than me."

He muttered a few words to himself.

A faint voice sounded from behind again, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm not a ghost, I'm a human."

"Where did you guys come from, and what are your plans?"

The long hair of the bearded middle-aged man in black was blowing, and he felt gusts of cold wind blowing from behind, making him feel his spine was pulled out.

A great sense of fear spread from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky cap, making him terrified.

"Ah!" The man in black couldn't bear it any longer, and after screaming, he ran out desperately.

He trotted all the way, his legs were as fast as a rocket launcher, leading him to rush forward.But at this time, because of the two crazy runs before, he was already tired and out of breath, but he didn't dare to stop at all.

He ran all the way through the streets and alleys, running desperately around Qingshui Town, turning his head from time to time to look, but found that there was no one following him at all.

Not only did this fact not reassure him, but it made his hairs stand on end and his fear doubled.

In a panic, he crashed directly into the Wanhua Building that had just opened.

At this time, Wanhualou's business was very sluggish because of the previous Wanhualou hanging suicide case.

The usual benefactors now seem to be avoiding the plague god, and dare not take a step further to this place.

The middle-aged man with a beard in black rushed in here, which naturally attracted the attention of many girls.

The old bustard Wang was even more sharp-eyed, and stopped the middle-aged man in black as soon as he went up, and said, "Hey, this official, why is he so impatient? There are so many girls in our building, so it is impossible for the official to let you down!" fire?"

The middle-aged man in black had purple lips. He looked around and saw where this place was.

He is not ready to go out now, because the person following him may catch up at any time.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Sister, I don't have much else to say."

"This bloom of gold, find me a quiet and secluded room, hurry up, as soon as possible."

"Be safe, someone is chasing me now."

"Ah?" After hearing what he said, Old Bustard Wang hesitated immediately.

"Hurry up! If it's too late, he'll come after you!" The man in black was impatient, and put the gold ingot in the hand of the old bustard Wang.

As soon as Old Bust Wang felt the heavy weight of the gold ingot, she immediately knew it was real gold.I just don't want to let go of it.

She said: "Officer, today is the Heavenly King Laozi who came to chase you down, and I will stop you too."

"Cuihong, take the guest officer to the Tianzi room."

After finishing speaking, a girl in red led the middle-aged man in black all the way upstairs.

Old Bustard Wang bit the gold ingot she had just earned, smiling from ear to ear.Wanhualou's business has been bleak these days, and the girls are almost unable to support them.If anyone dares to make her spit out this ingot of gold, she will fight him with her life.

Just as her thoughts came to this point, a Taoist priest who was handsome and handsome, just like Pan An, suddenly appeared in front of her.

It was Qin Song.

Qin Song smiled and said to Old Bustard Wang: "Auntie, hello, may I ask if you saw a man in black running in just now?"

"He has a big beard and long hair, kind of like a Mongol. Where did he hide?"

Old Bustard Wang rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Oh, Brother Young Master, aren't you just joking?"

"Where are there any Mongolians in our small temple?"

Qin Song said: "I'm talking about Mongolian hairstyles, not Mongolians."

"What Mongolians have Mongolian hairstyles? We don't have Mongolians." Wang Laobush said.

Seeing this, Qin Song moved his nose and was about to follow the trail.

The old bustard Wang winked at a few excited girls standing beside her, and lightly slapped Qin Song on the face with a handkerchief and said, "Oh, Mr. Daoist, why did you come here in such a hurry? A girl?"

"Come on, Xiaosong, Qingqing, greet our little Taoist leader."

After the old bustard finished speaking, the two women standing beside her in revealing clothes, with thin waists and long legs, came to Qin Song's sides quickly, and grabbed Qin Song's arms.

They wished they could stick the two pieces of tofu on Qin Song's body.

A handsome young man like Qin Song is rare.The gentlemen they serve on weekdays are all old and rich, but if they serve too much, they feel a little awkward.

There are also young people coming, but the young people are generally scholars, there are quite a few who recite poetry and prose, and not many are handsome.