spirit walker

Chapter 337 Unexpected Enemies

Listening to Yuanshi Tianzun's serious tone, Guan Ya and Wei Yuanzhou looked at Long Live the White Tiger at the same time.

"Things that break the law and discipline." Baihu Wansui's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he hesitated:
"Why do you ask this suddenly? I, um, sometimes I use my position to make some extra money. You know, the little money given by the organization is not a lot, but I can buy a house in Jinghai City. , I have to save for at least five years to make a down payment.

"But I'm just earning some extra money, only a few hundred thousand. I have a sense of proportion. Besides, everyone does it like this."

Wei Yuanzhou on the side coughed and said displeasedly:
"That's you. I've never taken the wrong path. Don't blame your mistakes on the environment and society. As long as you keep your heart, no amount of filth can erode your will."

Long live the white tiger was a little ashamed:

"Brother Wei, I definitely can't compare with you. You are famous for your integrity in our branch, but you see, if you don't join in with everyone, you will be excluded, and you are not a deacon until now."

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Guan Ya, who nodded slightly.

It certainly wouldn’t be something like making a fool of yourself, but when it comes to breaking the law, Long Live Baihu only said that he was making quick money, and he is weak and in a bad state of mind. If he tells a lie, he will definitely not be able to hide it from Guan Ya. Zhang Yuanqing’s brows gradually frowned. rise.

Guan Ya said:

"Rest well, we will be guarding in the hospital these few days, if the murderer who assassinated you dares to come, we will take it for you."

After finishing speaking, she saw Yuanshi Tianzun walk out of the ward silently with his back arched.

"Where are you going?" Guan Ya asked.

"I'm going to the bathroom!" Zhang Yuanqing replied.

Going to the bathroom and flushing your children and grandchildren down the toilet, damn it, I must find a way to get a prop to suppress desire in the future. Zhang Yuanqing was cursing in his heart.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wuhen Hotel.

Two battery cars drove through the potholed road, turned a corner, drove towards the hotel, and finally stopped at the door.

Kou Beiyue, who was wearing a delivery uniform, opened the delivery box, took out a large stack of food boxes, and led his younger brother into the hotel with his head held high.

"Xiaoyuan, I brought you a supper, hey, two delivery guys, earn money quickly!"

Kou Beiyue put the food on the front desk and said proudly.

The little fat man took off his helmet, unpacked the courier graciously, and expressed his doubts:

"Two people delivering food will definitely make more money than one person, but boss, there are many ways to make money. Why do we deliver food?"

Kou Beiyue said as it should:

"Because there is nothing else."

The little fat man opened his mouth, but found that he was speechless, so he could only untie the bag and put out the food boxes one by one.

After a few seconds, he expressed doubts again:
"No, it's not easy to make money. Boss, you are a saint now, and you can completely sell the props of the extraordinary stage. Isn't it easy to become a millionaire?"

Before Kou Beiyue could answer, Xiaoyuan said flatly:
"If the props in the extraordinary stage are no longer used, we will give them to the extraordinary walkers in the organization to improve their ability to deal with danger and ensure their survival rate."

The little fat man suddenly realized.

He knew that Master Wuhen had a loose organization, and they were scattered everywhere on weekdays. When the master gave lectures, everyone would gather in the Wuhen Hotel.

At this time, the sound of the elevator "ding" came from the depths of the hotel, and immediately after that, an old man with a wrinkled face and a wrinkled face came out of the hotel.

He was wearing a pair of wrinkled old leather shoes, cheap short sleeves worth more than ten yuan, and the same cheap black trousers.

The old man's skin is dark and shiny, full of wrinkles, like an old farmer working hard in the fields, or a day laborer working hard on a construction site to make a living.

The vicissitudes of life can be easily seen from his face.

"Uncle Zhang?"

When Kou Beiyue saw the old man, she was surprised and said, "Why are you here? I just bought supper, let's eat together."

The old man with a bitter face shook his head slightly, "I asked Master Wuhen to clarify my doubts, there is still something to do, so I won't eat."

After hesitating for a while, he looked at Kou Beiyue and asked, "I heard from Xiaoyuan that your sister's case is already closed?"

Kou Beiyue nodded vigorously:
"I won't be obsessed in the future, and I will concentrate on practicing with Master Wuhen. By the way, it was the Yuanshi Tianzun who helped me reverse the case. Uncle Zhang, do you know him?

"That kid is a talent. I have to admit that he is a little better than me. He is very friendly to people like us. I will introduce you to him another day."

Hearing this, a sincere smile finally appeared on that vicissitude-stricken face:

"That's good, that's good. Beiyue, you are lucky."

He didn't seem to be good at words, he kept saying things like "lucky" and "that's good" over and over again, and then looked at the little fat man with some embarrassment and dullness.

Kou Beiyue hurriedly introduced:
"He is our new member 'A good official chooses the master and kills', and he is my younger brother. Uncle Zhang is an old senior in our organization with a very good personality."

It can be seen that Kou Beiyue likes this kind elder very much.

An honest farmer, a little dull, a little dumb, not good at speech, not good at communication.

This was the little fat man's first impression of Uncle Zhang.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Uncle Zhang!"

A look of bewilderment flashed across the old man's slightly dull face.

Kou Beiyue said:
"Uncle Zhang, I heard from Xiaoyuan that you were injured by the officials a while ago? Who did it, does it matter? I am a saint now, and I can take my brother to avenge you."

Uncle Zhang was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "It's not a big deal, Beiyue, Xiaoyuan, I'll go back first."

He nodded to the little fat man again.

Kou Beiyue said: "Go slowly."

When Uncle Zhang walked out of the hotel, Kou Beiyue said to the little fat man:

"Uncle Zhang is actually old enough to be my grandfather, but everyone calls him Uncle Zhang, so I call him that too, just follow me.

"He has a bit of a dull temper, but he has a good heart and is willing to help the younger generation. If you need help in the future, you can find Uncle Zhang, but Uncle Zhang doesn't come to Wuhen Hotel very often, and you don't usually see him. Sigh, the supper I bought Not much, it’s good that Uncle Zhang is gone, otherwise there won’t be enough to eat.”

Freelance with a good heart?If someone else said that, the little fat man would scoff, but after a few days of understanding, he knew that this was a self-salvation organization.

Looking at the back of the old man going away, Xiaoyuan frowned slightly.

Jinghai People's Hospital.

In the lounge outside the intensive care unit, Zhang Yuanqing was sitting on a high-back chair, with a freshly eaten lunch box and canned beer on the table.

"Captain Wei, how long has it been since you were promoted to Saint, why haven't you been promoted to Deacon yet?" Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of iced Coke and looked at the man opposite.

The entire floor of the special care ward has been emptied, ordinary patients have been transferred to other wards, and official walkers have been arranged to guard the corridors and elevator entrances.

The insightful Guan Ya took over the monitoring room of the hospital, while Little Green Tea was in the nearby ward, using props to monitor the surrounding movement.

Just waiting for the murderer to arrive, everyone will attack him together.

Wei Yuanzhou was turning a can of beer in his hand, and smiled, "To be promoted to a deacon, you have to achieve more than three C-level meritorious service, or one B-level meritorious service. Everyone says that B-level meritorious service is life-changing, and A-level meritorious service can only be achieved by elders." Obtained. You are a genius, and you don't understand the bitterness of ordinary practitioners."

"No, no, no, my meritorious deeds are also traded for my life." Zhang Yuanqing retorted and said with emotion:
"I thought you, like Long Live the White Tiger, said that you didn't want to get along with others, so you were excluded."

Wei Yuanzhou said seriously:

"Holding your body is the bottom line. I really don't fit in well, but I can't say I was excluded. As long as you concentrate on doing things, the organization will always notice you. It just takes time."

"I'm superficial, I punish myself with a cup." Zhang Yuanqing lifted the can of Coke.

He admired this gentle God of Plague who cared about his feathers very much, and was thinking about digging him to Songhai. Although his meritorious service was not enough, he would not be able to be a deacon in Songhai, but he could be recommended to Fu Qingyang and let Wei Yuanzhou be the patrol captain.

Because the patrol team chases the wanted criminals, it is more suitable for accumulating meritorious service. When the meritorious service is accumulated enough in the future, Wei Yuanzhou can return to Jinghai City to serve as a deacon.

It is still very difficult to serve as a deacon in Songhai. As a municipality directly under the Central Government, Songhai usually has level 5 or level 6 saints as deacons.

Level 4 is not much.

Wei Yuanzhou raised the beer can with a smile and took a sip with him.

Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Captain Wei, have you considered?"

Suddenly, Xie Lingxi's urgent voice came from the headset:
"Brother Yuanshi, I heard the colleagues patrolling in the corridor fell to the ground. There was a brief sound of fighting. Their heartbeats are still there. They are not dead, they are just in a coma."

The attackers really came!When did Guan Ya sneak into the hospital, why didn't Guan Ya warn, there was no surveillance in the corridor, he chose to clear out the enemies in the corridor first, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly got up.

Wei Yuanzhou on the opposite side of the table also put down the beer can, with a serious expression on his face.

He was also wearing a headset and heard Xie Lingxi's words.

Zhang Yuanqing pressed the headset and said:

"Did you hear the attacker's footsteps? Where is it?"

Xie Lingxi's voice came: "He's here, he's coming to our floor. Hmm."

The voice in the headset stopped abruptly, replaced by the cooing of Little Green Tea.

In the next second, Zhang Yuanqing and Wei Yuanzhou at the round table felt their legs go limp, their heads were dizzy, and their bodies felt intensely tired and sleepy.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing heard the sound of the extraordinary walkers falling to the ground in the corridor.

Wei Yuanzhou quickly took out a tender green leaf from the inventory, put it in his mouth, and said in a deep voice:

"It is a colorless and odorless paralyzing gas. The source should be ventilation ducts or central air conditioning. It is not very toxic, but it will seriously weaken our combat power."

He immediately judged the attacker's tactics based on the situation of his colleagues.

The more toxic the venom, the heavier the smell, and would be detected immediately. The attacker was very smart. He used the hospital's ventilation system to cut flesh with blunt knives, bit by bit paralyzing the official walkers in the building.

Zhang Yuanqing let out a "huh": "I guessed it."

A psychic who is good at using toxins, what tactics would he adopt in the case of more attacks and fewer attacks?
When the patrol team was discussing in private, Li Chunfeng speculated that the poisonous gas was transported through the ventilation duct.

So Zhang Yuanqing arranged for Xiaodoubi and Ghost Bride to guard the central air-conditioning and ventilation ducts, and distributed a detoxification pill made by the wood demon to each of the official walkers on duty.

Unexpectedly, I was still recruited.

Zhang Yuanqing estimated that before the psychic acted, he held a "grand" prayer, adding a buff to his actions.

He unhurriedly summoned the scepter of the mountain god, held this "very expensive" but extremely powerful prop in his hand, and activated the "strange power" function of the prop.

In an instant, a powerful force gushed out from the scepter and merged into the limbs, and the weakness of the muscles dissipated instantly.

Zhang Yuanqing rushed out of the lounge with the mountain god's scepter in his hand, just in time to see a stooped man in a black coat with a mask rushing towards the intensive care unit in the brightly lit corridor.

"Tuk!"

He pushed the mountain god's scepter to his feet, and a wave of green ripples spread out. The potted plants placed around the corridor came alive, grew rapidly, and stretched out vines, entangled with the charging enemies.

Wearing a coat, the hunched-backed enemy was extremely flexible. He turned sideways, jumped slightly, avoided vines, and finally jumped up, stepped on the wall to escape a vine's whipping, and came right in front of Zhang Yuanqing.

Under the black clothes, protruded an arm wearing a steel armguard. The palm was like a large rodent front claw, with sharp nails.

"call!"

The sharp claws grazed the air, making a clear whistling sound, and easily tore apart the young man holding the scepter.

But this is just an illusion.

The hunchbacked psychic was stunned for a moment, and then he lay on his left side with his back against the wall, as if he was avoiding something.

"boom!"

On the ground where he was originally, the floor tiles were smashed to pieces.

A young man holding a scepter appeared.

When the stick fell through the air, Zhang Yuanqing immediately kicked up his foot, showing super flexibility, and kicked the psychic's jaw with a "slap" with his toe.

At the same time, he could clearly see half of the psychic's face, with mouse-like dark eyes, gray temples, deep crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, and he was very old.

The body of the psychic collapsed suddenly, and he avoided it flexibly again.

Boom!
Zhang Yuanqing kicked like a poisonous snake and left a deep hole in the wall. He did not hesitate to use the star escape technique, and his body turned into a dreamlike star official, just avoiding the claws of the psychic sweeping towards his ankle.

Zhang Yuanqing's figure appeared more than ten meters away, his face was blue, and worm-like objects protruded from his skin, slowly crawling.

He is poisoned and infested with insect eggs.

The air is full of poisonous gas and dust-like insect eggs, which enter the human body with breathing.

"cough cough, cough cough"

The psychic suddenly coughed violently, felt tightness in his chest, discomfort in his throat, and difficulty breathing.

His forehead also burned.

He's sick, and the germs are attacking his immune system, causing all kinds of discomfort.

This is Wei Yuanzhou in the lounge releasing germs.

At this time, in the corridor, a certain door was roughly kicked open, and a red-haired girl rushed out. Without saying a word, the petite body was ignited with violent flames, like a meteor, slamming into the psychic.

The psychic, who was in a state of discomfort, was about to cross his arms, trying to block the impact of the meteorite.

However, a shadow wearing a bright red wedding gown and holding a baby in his arms quietly appeared behind the psychic, completing his possession.

"boom!"

The meteorite hit the psychic's chest, knocking him into the air, causing blood to spurt wildly, and his chest was scorched black.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing suppressed the Gu worms and Gu poison with the strong vitality of Ye Youshen, held the mountain god scepter in his left hand, and summoned a bloodthirsty blade with his right hand, chasing the possessed psychic at a faster speed. The sharp lancet pierces the enemy's chest with a "poof".

But Zhang Yuanqing knew that with the vitality of a psychic, such an attack was not fatal enough.

Calmly drew the knife, slashed at the opponent's neck, intending to complete the decapitation.

And the psychic who suffered heavy injuries, after landing hard, his hands and feet seemed to be no longer agile, and it was difficult to make effective evasion with a few clumsy strokes.

Because Xiaodubi replaced his agility.

To deal with level 4 psychics, it is better to fight more and less, he does not need to use all the props, and he does not need to use skills such as Xiaoyue and fugue.

At this moment, only a loud "bang" was heard, and the floor-to-ceiling windows in the ward beside Zhang Yuanqing shattered.

A black shadow smashed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, swept across the ward in an instant, rushed into the corridor, and knocked Zhang Yuanqing into the air.

The speed of this figure was so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

In a hurry, he could only perform night travel while rolling, hiding his figure.

The black shadow didn't chase after him, but grabbed the psychic's shoulders, led him into the ward, and flew away through the broken floor-to-ceiling windows.

Zhang Yuanqing followed the other party with his eyes. Amidst the sound of helicopter propeller-like flapping wings, he saw the sexy bee belly with black and yellow stripes, and saw the familiar and strange back.

Madoka? !
He was stunned.

PS: Flying Fish was drunk by me and vomited for half an hour, Xiaolong only knew how to admit it, two good-for-nothings.And after I finished drinking, I wrote a chapter.sleep.
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