Chapter 63: The Kowloon Walled City (Part II)

There were no other obstacles, but it didn't take much time for Xu Jing to catch up with Lin Qingqing and the figure, and after thinking for a while, Xu Jing didn't shout out to stop Lin Qingqing, but followed with the figures of the two.

After turning through several alleys, I finally came to a staircase, a faint yellowish light, and the stairs were as black as ink, and I couldn't even see how many steps there were.

"Wow, oh... ”

The emaciated figure grabbed Lin Qingqing's hand and guided her to step up the stairs step by step, never finding a ghost-like figure from beginning to end, silently following dozens of meters behind.

Xu Jing frowned, lifted his heels and went up, the dark staircase did not seem to cause the slightest obstacle in his eyes, and he climbed the stairs step by step to the eighth floor.

When I arrived at the eighth floor corridor, the lights finally brightened a lot, and when I looked up, I saw that this was an apartment-like floor, with two rows of neat rooms standing opposite each other, but not all of them were houses, and there were many doors, some were selling groceries, some were hanging dozens of golden roast ducks, and there was even a small clinic.

After a while, Lin Qingqing followed the figure into a room, and closed the door with a 'bang'.

Xu Jing walked forward quickly, but there was a window next to the door, and the window glass was covered with dust and a little cobweb, which looked dirty.

I raised my hand and wiped it, and an orange light shone. came out, Xu Jing put his face up, and the light was imprinted on Xu Jing's eyes, but it was not dazzling. Through the glass, although it was a little blurry, it did not affect Xu Jing to see the situation inside.

I saw that the emaciated figure was rummaging through the cabinets in the room, as if looking for something. And Lin Qingqing stood aside with his hands twisted and quietly looked at the figure.

"Hey, where's my bag?" the figure didn't seem to find what it was looking for, and suddenly turned its head and shouted to one of the rooms inside. The voice is somewhat neutral, making it impossible to hear men and women.

"Just your few syringes and a few hoses, the old lady is rare. A middle-aged woman's voice came from the inner room, some sharp, some lazy.

The figure of the dissipation was churning again.

"Yo, this little beauty is quite smart, why don't you pick up customers with me, and you will earn more than that Portland street card." A moment later, a plump middle-aged woman came out of the inner room, leaning against the door and playing with abuse, swallowing and spitting, looking like she was knocking melon seeds.

Lin Qingqing seemed to be frightened by the middle-aged woman, and took two steps back, but did not speak.

"If you talk nonsense to her again, believe it or not, I'll tear your stinky mouth!" the figure stopped what he was doing, stood up, and turned to the plump middle-aged woman.

"Shout at me, you can bear it, if you have the ability, don't live in the old lady's house!" The middle-aged woman stopped putting melon seeds into her mouth, stood up straight, and pointed at the figure and scolded.

"This is my dad's house!" the figure yelled at her.

Seeing this, Lin Qingqing took a small step forward and pulled the figure's arm.

"I don't know if you're the short-lived ghost species, but you're the old lady's species. The middle-aged woman leaned against the door again, humming as she continued to sip on her melon seeds.

The figure stopped talking, turned around again, and continued to churn.

"Let me tell you, your grandmother is ji.nv, your wife and I are ji.nv, and you can only be ji.nv in the future! Don't think that you can escape if you become an old girl! This is fate! Otherwise, maybe one day you will be like your short-lived ghost father, and your head will be cut off. The middle-aged woman still didn't give up, her mouth full of bitterness.

"You don't speak, no one, when you're dumb. The figure didn't look back, and said.

"Humph!" the middle-aged woman snorted, stopped talking, and continued to knock her melon seeds.

After a while, the figure seemed to have finally found the small bag he was looking for in a corner, stood up with it, took out a strip of object from it, and then threw it aside.

I saw her walk up to Lin Qingqing, grab Lin Qingqing's arm, roll up her sleeves, and attach the strip-like object to Lin Qingqing's forearm.

At this time, outside the window, Xu Jing, who had a calm face, suddenly burst into anger.

"Bang!", Xu Jing kicked open the door, and the emaciated girl with yellow hair and the middle-aged woman in the room were suddenly startled, and the strips of objects and melon seeds fell to the ground.

Lin Qingqing was also shocked, and after seeing that it was his brother Xu Jing who came in, his little face turned pale for a moment.

Xu Jing's eyes were full of gloom, he strode over, grabbed the neck of the emaciated girl with his left hand, lifted it with a force in his palm, and then pressed it against the wall, tilting his head slightly, looking at her.

I saw that the girl's hands were clasping her neck with both hands, but it didn't work at all, and she kicked her legs straight and blushed. A small face that is quite delicate, but there are a lot of spots.

"Ahh

"Smack!", Xu Jing slapped her with a palm, and slapped her to the ground, stunned for a while, bleeding from the corners of her mouth, and unable to speak anymore.

"Brother, let go, let go, she's my friend! Lin Qingqing also reacted, and immediately rushed to Xu Jing's side, slapped Xu Jing's hand, and cried.

But Xu Jing didn't look at Lin Qingqing, and he didn't mean to let go at all. There seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, but his eyes were a little cold.

"Hit the street, you are looking for death!"

", you let me go!"

At this moment, five figures rushed in from outside the door, shouting and scolding at Xu Jing.

Xu Jing turned sideways, looked back, and immediately kicked out, kicking the person who rushed in first, and knocking down the two people behind him, and then kicked horizontally, kicking the other person away, hitting a pile of pots and pans, making a 'ping-pong' sound.

There was only one person left, who had already rushed to Xu Jing's side, but he was suddenly frightened by his skills, and he even forgot to do it.

Xu Jing grabbed his neck, slammed his feet, knocked him to the ground, and then stepped on his chest, and for a while, the man couldn't move.

During this period, Xu Jing's left hand never moved.

Suddenly, a figure rushed in from outside the door, and a spike stabbed Xu Jing's back, with a tricky angle and spicy methods.

Xu Jing finally let go of his left hand.

"Ahem, ahem... The girl who was released sat down on the ground, coughing constantly, Lin Qingqing immediately squatted down, held her in her arms, and slapped her back while sobbing.

At the same time that Xu Jing let go, his body rotated, avoiding the spike, his right hand swept quickly, grabbed the right wrist of the person holding the thorn, and twisted it hard, only to see that the manpower was not small, but he was still twisted by Xu Jing on tiptoe, crooked his body, and couldn't use his strength, trying to pull out the right hand that was grabbed by Xu Jing, but it was not easy.

Xu Jing threw him and pressed him against the wall, pulled his thorny hand high with his right hand, and then folded it, aimed the spike at himself, and pressed it violently, and the spike pierced his left eye.

"Whew!" the tip of the thorn stopped only half a centimeter from the man's left eye.

What is strange is that even at this time, there is still no fear in his eyes, and even reveals a little bloodthirsty madness.

Until Xu Jing was like a dormant and roaring beast, making a hoarse sound, his eyes pierced into his heart with an indescribable chill, his pupils instantly dilated, and a kind of coldness penetrated his bone marrow.

"Whoever dares to draw a gun, I will kill you all. ”