High-profile King

The sea breeze is cool, passing through the street, and the freshly sprouting thin willow ‘shasha ...’ by the road is blowing.

The blocked pedestrians on Sansen Street in Shenshui still go out as usual.

Although the footsteps were hurried and his face dignified, the market looked at a slightly more tense atmosphere than usual.

But the unique and polite manners of the Nimaru people actually alienated the indifferent national characteristics, but still made the lives of immigrants not much different.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, a family named "Zhenzhai" near the main intersection in Sansamori-Sansen, the wooden door of the izakaya was gently pushed open.

An ordinary middle-aged man wearing a cardigan and a white cloth towel tied to his head came out.

His cheeks were red and he drank a lot of wine, but his feet were very steady.

Came outside the door, looked up at the bright sun, his face showed a touch of regret, but he smiled dumbly, just want to walk into the corners of the eyes of the street but accidentally glimpsed a familiar figure.

His eyes narrowed and he turned his head to look at Zhang Jiao, who was standing outside the blockade line. The middle-aged man stayed for a few seconds and suddenly stepped on the wooden clogs "Pedal ..." in the direction of Zhang Jiao. come over.

Stopped at a distance of less than 5 meters from the blockade line, beckoned to Zhangjiao, bowed at a long distance and greeted: "Zhang Sang, I didn't expect to be in Xiangbei, which is thousands of miles away from Bandung. Meet.

Really destined. "

The police and soldiers responsible for the blockade seem to have received instructions in advance. As long as the Nichimaru immigrants do not escape through the border, they will simply ignore their actions.

One by one in the face of poker, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Just for the sake of embarrassment, I screamed the unlucky Zhang Jiao, and I had to smile dryly, bowing down and saying: "It's Mr. Haze.

You are not in Nafu, the deer street of Nara. How did you come to Samsui Mimori?

Ah, by the way, Mr. Ling Zunwu Ape Yusen is one of the leaders of the Xiangyuan Japanese. I am afraid that it is also very influential in Xiangbei. Did you send you here to do anything? "

I hope this ambiguous word will cause the alert of the Xiangyuan military police on the blockade line.

The hazy ape heard a ghost and shook his head with a smile: "Not a father, but something I want to come to Xiangbei.

The great cause failed, and hundreds of millions of people's efforts were lost, and my mistakes were among them.

Therefore, he has no face to return to his homeland, only buried bone Xiangyuan.

The Nanyang Ancestral Temple of the 'Eight Savage Bodhisattvas', which my family has believed for generations, is in Samshui and Sansen, so it is here that it is the chant of death.

I was going to die by laparotomy, but I didn't expect to happen to meet you, a tricky person whose design has subverted our cause.

It seems to be the arrangement of the Bodhisattva. "

"Ma egg, this grandson's words are not right!" Zhang Jiao was excited, secretly thinking, hurriedly pretending to be silly, "Mr. Ape is really funny to talk.

You have such a big belly and capacity, how could it be that the kind of street where the police are closed, people who are going to die or live, it is really funny, haha, funny.

Ah, I have forgotten that I have a date with my friends in the afternoon ... "

Side backwards.

And the hazy ape is like he did n’t hear what Zhang Jiao said, and his performance was average. Standing in the distance and bowing his head for a moment, he suddenly laughed, applauded and laughed, "With, with, listen to me how :

The Bliss Hell is always bright, the clouds and mist are scattered and the heart is full, the ninety-ninth year of Ji Ji dreams, a cup of wine. "

During the speech, a hazy ape appeared with a low figure behind it, but it wore an extremely luxurious armor, wearing a dragon head helmet, and its face resembled a monkey, exuding a vague image of the world's majesty.

Seeing this scene, the military police responsible for the blockade immediately got nervous, and pointed the gun at the foggy ape.

Among them, people with extraordinary strength also pulled open the shelves, concentrated their souls, and prepared for the shot.

At the same time, the announcer began to warn with a loudspeaker: "This gentleman, please withdraw your supernatural powers immediately, otherwise all subsequent actions will be regarded as provocative actions against the blockade order issued by the Xiangyuan government.

This gentleman, please withdraw your supernatural powers immediately ... "

But the Hazy Ape has ignored everything, turned his mind, and merged the fantasy species manifested behind him with his body.

The entire figure was instantly shrunk by half, and the surface of the skin showed a gold and silver, armor-like texture.

There was a low voice in his mouth, "Eight Savage Bodhisattva!", And he moved forward, apparently having nothing under his feet but wandering away as if stepping on a tree branch.

The military police on the blockade saw him ignore the warning, and immediately set off a fire attack, but no matter whether it was a bullet, a monk's magic weapon, or a warrior's blade, after hitting the foggy ape and a ghost, he could not cause any harm to him, and then he penetrated Out.

Seeing that it was going to cross the blockade, a giant hand made of terror was running out from the corner of Sanshui Sansen Street, holding the mist ape with a ghost, and squeezed it into a meat sauce.

At the same time, a magnetic sound suddenly sounded, "A century in the world is like a dream.

In the world, how can there be those who live forever and never taste their lives unless they are happy and thinking.

The dog is shapeless and has a drunken drink. I hope you will forgive me. "

Zhang Jiao, outside the blockade line, smelled the thick **** blood from the haunted ghost ape, listening to this weird singing, his head suddenly felt a trance.

When I came back to God, the giant palm, together with the corpses of the foggy ape that had turned into bone paste, had disappeared without a trace.

But no trace left, this is no longer the right place.

Without hesitation, he turned and ran, stopped a taxi at the street and returned to the National Arts University campus.

Walking among countless young college students, I finally felt calmer in my heart, and silently thought: "I was found by a senior executive in the Nippon Immigrants who ran to Xiangbei, and also indirectly harmed the son of Mist Ape Ari Mori.

Although the foggy ape had a ghost ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ it was obvious that he had planned to commit suicide before he died, but it is inevitable that his old son would not anger the murderous enemy to me. Fight against the enemy.

In case I couldn't think of it, I sneaked out of Samsui Sansen to find me, and I used that vigorous hand to give me a little fun.

So I have been hiding in the university town these days.

Hundreds of thousands of college students staying here are my shields and warning devices.

Students in any country are the hope of the future of the state, and there is no one of the most valued groups.

Something went wrong, and the public reaction was fierce. As long as Nippon did not plan to tear his face with Nanyang and go to war in an all-round way, this is the safest place. "

He pulled out the phone from his pocket, looked at the 7 missed calls from Han Shuangshuang displayed on the screen, and looked back. "Shuangshuang, didn't Director Hong help me arrange my accommodation in the graduate school dormitory of National Art University?

Can you take me to recognize the place, please. "