Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Wang Xuebin stood on the roof of Tongtian Pavilion, looking at the chaos in the city in shock. It took a lot of effort, and the results were more than what he did in one day and one night yesterday!

This efficiency is really amazing!

"The Qionglun is brilliant, full of profit and no loss, the mysterious scene is clear, the door of the gods is opened, there is a high-ranking person in it, the jade crown and feather clothes, I wish to send spiritual energy, and come to my return date, as urgent as a law! Order!"

In the round light technique, Uncle Nine huddled in a panic in an unfinished construction site, carefully avoiding the mob coming and going.

It was thanks to the presence of Faxiang, otherwise Uncle Jiu would have to be careful to avoid the attack of the ghosts, if he faced the ghosts and mobs at the same time, even Wang Xuebin would not be able to get any cheap.

After all, the mob had guns in their hands!

"Hey, it's exactly as I expected! Let me just say it! How could someone have such a means in the magic world of Japan?"

Wang Xuebin chuckled, stretched out his hand, and stuffed the magic weapon in his hand into the storage space.

Standing up, spreading his arms, and leaping backwards, the whole person immediately flipped down the tall building gracefully, a gust of wind hit, Wang Xuebin went with the wind, and disappeared without a trace!

"I'm Mr. Throwing Thunder!"

A black car, ignoring the crowd in front of it, rushed forward at high speed.

The driver in the car was cursing and slamming on the gas pedal, for fear of slowing down the car.

The driver knew in his heart that in the current situation, as long as his car stopped, he would die immediately without a place to bury him!

The driver was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and tightly clutched a pistol in the other hand. He bought the pistol in the black market in Japan. He originally planned to keep it for self-defense, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

"I lost it!"

A group of people saw the driving car, regardless of their own flesh and blood, frantically rushing towards the car.

They held a mop pole in their hands, and they were eager to try to overturn the car with a sliding shovel.

People's physiques cannot be generalized, but no matter how different it is, it is still a bit whimsical to flip a car dry with a sliding shovel.

Of course, they succeeded. Although they didn't overturn the car, they forced the car to turn sharply and overturned on the side of the construction site.

Seeing this, everyone cheered excitedly, as if they had won a big battle, holding a mop pole in their hands, they rushed towards the construction site brazenly.

The car turned over and fell into the foundation of the construction site. The foundation was a deep pit. Because of the holiday, there was no construction at this time.

Of course, the fact that there is no construction on the construction site does not mean that there is no one there. Uncle Jiu squatted here to hide with a dazed expression on his face.

The Faxiang incense for exorcising evil spirits had just been burned, and Uncle Jiu was about to add another one, when suddenly there was a loud noise on the top of his head, and a black car smashed straight in front of him.

If it wasn't for the coincidence of his position, it would have already become a mass of meat under the car.

"cough cough"

The quality of the car is good, and the safety protection measures are quite satisfactory. Although the driver wearing a seat belt has some contusions, he did not hurt his life anyway.

"Lin Lin sir?!"

In the car, the dizzy driver heard a familiar voice and subconsciously turned his head to take a look.

Uncle Jiu, who looked as if he had just crawled out of a muddy puddle, was standing beside the car in a daze, looking at him in surprise.

"Uncle Jiujiu?!"

"Why are you here?!" x2

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Chapter 397 Meeting the Old Known in a Foreign Land

In the small courtyard of Wang Xuebin's B&B, Uncle Jiu and Sir Lin were wrapped in quilts, holding hot ginger tea in their hands, sitting there with lingering fear.

Twenty minutes ago, Sir Lin was driving his rented car. In order to avoid the crazy mob, he accidentally rolled over into the foundation of the construction site and happened to land in front of Uncle Jiu.

"Why are you here?!" x2

The two saw each other's familiar faces, which was very unexpected. They really didn't expect to meet again in this kind of place.

They both thought that when they came to Japan, the first acquaintance they met would be Wang Xuebin, but they didn't want to let the two of them meet first by chance.

"Give it to the rabbit! Baga! Road!"

"Kill!!"

A group of people armed with all kinds of household cleaning tools rushed to the edge of the foundation pothole, staring at the car with their eyes tightly, showing crazy smiles.

"Under the ground, attack with me! Kill!!"

The leading man with the mop stick roared excitedly and jumped down first.

The foundation is not too deep, only about four or five meters, but for the group of men, women and children who jumped down, four or five meters is definitely not as simple as a small ditches.

The leader jumped down and knocked on the steel pipe frame, his left leg was instantly twisted and fractured irregularly, revealing his white bones.

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

The person who fell also ignored his own legs and crawled towards the two of them with a ferocious face.

"I lost it!"

Lin sir looked at this scene in shock, without caring about other things, he hurriedly unfastened his seat belt, struggling with his body, trying to get out of the car.

"Wow!! Kill them!!! Kill!!!"

When the others had an example, they followed suit and jumped down one after another. Fortunately, they landed on others, and luckily they did not suffer too much injury.

Unfortunately, he fell directly to the ground, and before he could react, he was treated as a meat pad by his companions who came one by one, hitting him one by one, and he was crushed to death by his companions.

Uncle Jiu came to his senses, ignoring what was there and what was missing, he hurried forward a few steps, using his hands together with Sir Lin, trying to help pull him out first.

"Strength! Hurry up!!"

"No way! The foot is stuck!!"

"Hurry up!!!"

The living people, as if they didn't feel pain, approached them bit by bit with all kinds of weapons.

Uncle Jiu and Sir Lin were very anxious, but Sir Lin's foot was stuck tightly by the deformed car, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

"Quick!!! Quick!!!"

"No, it's deformed and stuck!"