Zombie World: Helping the World

After a burst of blue light dissipated, Qin Song suddenly appeared in the previous inn at the foot of Pojiang Mountain.

Just as Qin Song got used to the surrounding environment, he saw a few people.

These people made Qin Song's eyelids twitch for a while, and Qin Song once thought that he was still in the trial, such as some kind of illusion trial.

Because he actually saw Uncle Jiu and Yan Chixia.

At this moment, Qiusheng and Wencai grabbed the innkeeper's arm and shouted angrily, "Hurry up and return our uncle!"

"No, I really don't." The innkeeper said in broken Chinese with a panicked face.

"Damn it, you old man, how dare you argue!" Qiu Sheng's neck was red, and he grabbed the innkeeper's hands, his veins bulging.

The young man's temper exploded, and Qiu Sheng was furious. He stuck it to the innkeeper's ear and said loudly, "If our uncle is in your place, something will happen."

"I'll give you all the ashes!" Wen Cai on the side stretched out his index finger, pointing at the innkeeper's forehead.

Even Ninth Uncle in bright yellow Taoist robes sitting behind them, with an angry snake face, did not stop the two of them from their "rough behavior".

Uncle Jiu raised the peach-wood sword, pointed at the two of them with the tip of the peach-wood sword, and said, "Be tougher, didn't you two eat enough yesterday?"

"He still hasn't revealed the whereabouts of his younger brother. He's so stubborn, he's looking for death! Tell him, if our Yizhuang doesn't have my younger brother, it's like the West has lost Jesus, and Cambodia has lost Nezhon Datuo."

"Use more strength! Slap him twice!" Uncle Jiu pointed at the innkeeper and Qiu Sheng.

"Master, I received it!" Qiu Sheng turned around and smiled, and then turned away, his face full of storms again.

"You! If you don't tell me!" Qiu Sheng stared like a bull's eye, "This is the end!" Qiu Sheng stretched out his right hand and wiped his neck.

The innkeeper's expression changed with fright, and he struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free from Qiu Sheng's hand.Qiusheng is also a Lianjiazi. Although he can't compare with a fierce man like Qin Song, he is also quite strong.

"Hey! Small body, you still want to resist me!" Qiu Sheng said angrily.

"Wen Cai, lock his neck!"

"Okay!" Wen Cai agreed, spit on his left hand and right hand, wiped his clothes on the sides of his waist, strode forward, and took the innkeeper's hand from behind in a forceful posture. Neck locked.

"I see if you want to recruit!" Wen Cai widened his eyes, looking down at the innkeeper from top to bottom.

When Qin Song saw this, he couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect his seniors to come to Cambodia without hesitation because they were worried about him.

The atmosphere in the inn became tense because of the arrival of Uncle Jiu and the others.

From time to time, I could see a local Cambodian sitting on a bench, looking at Uncle Jiu and the others with a hostile expression, holding a sword under the table.

They often come to this inn to eat, and they don't know the real identity of the innkeeper.

They eat more often, and the boss doesn't care about their credit, so they also have some friendship with the innkeeper. At this time, seeing the boss being embarrassed by outsiders, they immediately want to help.

But in the next second, Uncle Jiu aggressively took out a bastard, and slammed it on the table without looking sideways, but the meaning of deterrence was already full.

Some people around immediately stopped touching the sword, and they couldn't afford to mess with the guns themselves.

However, there are still some locals with earthen guns and shotguns, who are not afraid. They put their hands in their arms and are always ready to do it.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu took out a handful of bastard shells again, put them on the table, and at the same time took out a handful of bullets.

Qin Song couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this. He really couldn't imagine that Uncle Jiu, who had always appeared as a tough guy in Taoism and holding a mahogany sword, would hold two bastard shells when he was slaying demons.

Wen Cai pulled the tour guide who was leading them aside, and said, "Translate to them."

The tour guide was dark-skinned and short in stature. He was also a little scared when he was grabbed by Qiu Sheng, who was tall.

"He killed our uncle. If you don't want to die, don't come here to be unhappy. The Taoist sect clears the place, and if you don't want to cause trouble, leave quickly." Qiu Sheng said to him.

The tour guide nodded desperately with a horrified expression, and then babbled a bunch of Cambodian words to the people in the inn.

Most of the people in the inn changed their expressions, scattered like birds and beasts, and hurried out of the inn.

In addition, there are some loyal ones, with firecrackers in their hands, not very afraid, looking at Uncle Jiu and his party with a fierce expression, obviously planning to do something next.

"Bang!" in the next second.

Yan Chixia slashed at the thick wooden table in front of her with a knife in her hand.The wooden table was not small, it could have seated seven or eight people, but it was broken into pieces at this moment.

Yan Chixia had a bearded face, fierce eyes, and her body was comparable to Zhang Fei. She gave everyone present a hard look, "Whoever dares to stop us from looking for Master Qin, I will make him go all the way!" Yan Chixia roared angrily.

The friends of the innkeeper saw that Yan Chixia was as ferocious as a human-shaped tyrannosaurus, they all showed fear and did not dare to look at him any longer, but they still refused to leave relying on the weapons in their hands.

"Bang!" Another huge impact sounded, and debris flew all over the place.

Everyone looked and saw a monk in a moon-white robe, with a compassionate and handsome face, but holding a big Zen stick in his hand, and slammed on the wall beside him, breaking a large piece of bricks on the wall. Stand firmly on the wall.

"Amitabha." Xu Miao made a salute gesture with one hand and placed it on his chest.

Although he didn't say anything, the threat was extremely strong.

The people in the inn didn't expect this monk to be so fierce.

They all showed fear on their faces, got up and walked outside the inn.They now understand that the group of people who came to trouble from Middle-earth are not good.

The Taoist priest holding two bastard shells, the black-bearded black-faced man who can smash tables with his bare hands, and the fierce monk who can smash walls with one stick, none of them are easy to provoke.This time, the innkeeper had no choice but to ask for blessings.

All the people in the inn left immediately, and Qin Song was left standing alone at the back of the first floor of the inn, looking at Uncle Jiu, Yan Chixia and the others in astonishment.

"Why don't you..." Yan Chixia blew her beard and stared at Qin Song.

In the next second, his eyes were filled with shock.

"You? Qin Tianshi? You're back?" Yan Chixia was full of joy, striding towards Qin Song.

Qin Song also smiled and waved to them, "Why do you all come to Cambodia?"

When Qiusheng and Wencai saw that it was Qin Song who had come, they hurriedly wiped their eyes, thinking they had misread.After seeing clearly that it was indeed Qin Song, his excited eyes were red and he ran towards Qin Song.

"Uncle Master!"