At night, the moon shyly emerged from the clouds, revealing only half of its body, like a child watching secretly in the corner, trying to steal the snacks on the table. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A group of Taoist disciples who had dyed their skin black entered the neighborhood in batches, and all they flew, nothing more than a few boxes of cheap cigarettes.

Summer has always done what he says, and since he has decided to hand over the command to Zhen Ji, he will no longer bother. While Zhen Ji was assigning tasks, he seized the time to settle down and strive to surpass some more undead.

Zhen Ji, as a closed disciple of the head of Wudang Mountain, is naturally not a wasted person, although he has no mana now, but for those big arrays, he can say that no one present can compare to him. He took those Daomen disciples and began to arrange the big array, this time he didn't need too many things, just put the yellow talisman on the nodes of the big array, anyway, this is just a big array used to overtake the undead, so there is no need to make it so complicated.

And Feng Buping is looking for an opportunity to find clues, as the successor of the Maoshan faction, it is a good trick for him to subdue demons and eliminate demons. He was sure that since the demon had chosen to seal these undead here, his lair must not be far from here. Therefore, he has to take advantage of the night to find the other party's lair in order to plan for the future war.

Zhen Ji can't change her chatter anywhere, no, even if she goes to arrange a big array, she can make a lot of trouble. Just because he kept complaining on the sidelines, disgusted that these Daomen disciples were too slow. He was discovered by a group of gangsters, those Daomen disciples didn't care, anyway, their exposed places were smeared with a layer of black oil paint, and in terms of action, they were uniformly dressed in black. So in this night, these people are like using stealth skills, so people can't detect them.

But Zhen Ji just died, he cared very much about his appearance, so he refused to put black oil paint on his skin when he said anything, and he was very white, like a little white face. So in the eyes of that group of black people, he was like a firefly in the night, so eye-catching.

"Hey, head, there's a beautiful woman here." A thug said to his boss in a flirtatious tone.

His boss is obviously also a hungry ghost: "Shhh, be quiet, don't frighten the beauty." ”

These subordinates are the least human, and they usually have to constantly monitor the situation of the entire neighborhood during the day, and even at night they are not at peace, and they have to go out to take a look at the slightest disturbance. Otherwise, someone will touch it and let someone discover the secret here, and then it will get into big trouble.

Last time, it was because a few yellow-skinned women came here, and they happened to bump into the secret, so they had no choice but to chase it, who would have thought that they would let the other party run away. Fortunately, at the last moment, he relied on the spell of the Great Elder to kill those women, otherwise...... The consequences are unimaginable. But even so, those few guys who made a mistake were thrown into the cave of the dead by the Great Elder, and now they may have turned into a pile of bones.

The boss looked around, and when he saw that there was no one around, he smiled lewdly and said to his subordinates: "Hey, boys, show me, don't let people come, today Lao Tzu will taste the taste of this white race." ”

"Haha, of course, boss, don't forget that there are still us when it's over."

"Boss, don't worry, we'll definitely give you a good wind."

"Hehe, following the boss is happiness, I didn't expect that one day I could also taste the taste of this white race. I heard that this kind of Yanma is very wild, and generally a few men can't cure her. Hehe, let's see how wild this little mare is today. ”

"That is, our boss is wise and martial, and his bearing is extraordinary, that is, you are lucky, and you happen to meet the boss to accept people, otherwise, how can you encounter such a good thing."

Under the compliment of a group of younger brothers, the boss walked towards Zhen Ji with his fists.

Those Daomen disciples who entered the stealth mode entered the state of watching the play one by one, saying that they were just a melon-eating crowd who did not know the truth, and they all watched the wonderful pictures that were about to appear.

There's no way, who made Zhen Ji unpopular, you said that you were handsome, just forget it, they will put up with it, damn, you keep beeping endlessly, it's annoying.

Although Zhen Ji couldn't understand what the other party was saying, it was obviously not a good thing. Looking at the other party's wolf-like eyes, he suddenly reflected, isn't this the look in his eyes when he looks at those beauties. Nima, young master, I'm straight, and I hate you guys looking at me like this the most.

He was 100% sure that the other party hadn't even found out that he was a man, although he heard Xia say that both men and women were in danger of being raped here, and even more so for men. But, damn it, you should first recognize your brother's gender, no, that's not the point, the point is, you scum dare to fight Ben Shao's idea, it's just tired of it.

As for why he was so sure that the other party didn't find out his gender, it was necessary to mention some of his black history.

Because he has been very cute and handsome since he was a child, he is very likable. When he learned to surf the Internet and integrate into the big family of the Internet, there were often some strange creatures called rotten girls, who would always want to bend him inexplicably...... As for what is bending, well, Zhen Ji said that how could a pure person like him understand this question.

Although he has no mana and can't use Dao magic now, it doesn't mean that he is a waste. Imagine a person who has been practicing penance in the mountains for decades, and his health will be poor.

Zhen Ji learned from Bruce Lee's example, kicked back and forth in the air a few times, pointed her thumb towards the other party, and pressed it down hard.

Such an obvious gesture instantly angered the gangster boss.

"Shet, damn woman, I'm going to let you see what happens today if you anger me." Hank clenched his fists hard, clattering his phalanges.

That's right, this Hank is the biggest gang leader in this area, because he relies on the cult forces behind him, so he can develop the underground industry as if no one is around.

Damn, did you give you face?

Zhen Ji rotated back and forth around Hank's body, and when she found an opportunity, it was a heavy punch, and he shot quickly, not giving the opponent a chance to dodge at all, and the moves were all aimed at the vital points, especially the opponent's soft underbelly and joints.

Zhen Ji made it to be Wudang's mastery - Wudang Pure Yang Gong, which pays attention to both internal and external cultivation to strengthen muscles and bones. There are clouds in the heart: practice the five elements treasure inside, practice the muscles and bones and skin outside, pass the meridians and veins in the middle, and pure yang immortal pine.

When has Hank, as a gang boss, ever encountered this situation. Not to mention that the other party shot quickly, but to say that the force is not comparable to ordinary people, hitting him is like a small hammer, and the pain is unbearable.

"Shet, kill him for me." As a boss, I would rather fight with the other party than lose face in front of my younger brother, otherwise, in the future, in front of these younger brothers, how can there be majesty.

Those thugs didn't have it, they drew their weapons from their bodies and rushed towards Zhen Ji.

Zhen Ji dodged left and right, feeling a little overwhelmed: "Soul is weak, a few of you are still pretending to be dead there." Don't forget, if this mission fails, you guys will look good. ”

Those who acted as onlookers and melon-eating people who didn't know what to do had to helplessly show themselves from the stealth state, and divided these gangsters by two one by one.

"Head, what now?" A disciple of the Dao Sect couldn't help asking, anyway, the matter was not because of him, he didn't care at all, at most, when he returned to China, he was scolded by the elders of the sect.

Zhen Ji frowned: "Tie up these guys and take them back." Anyway, it's just a few gangsters, and going missing for a while won't arouse the suspicion of the other party. ”

If he knew that the person he tied up was the biggest person in charge of the area, I don't know how he would feel.