Chapter 4: The Power Maniac

The old ghost looked at Zhang Sainan, who was happy, and smiled coldly, saying that you are still ready to let Zhang Haiyang save you, right? But have you ever thought about what you will become in the end?

Zhang Sainan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't understand the meaning of these words. The pen "Fun" pavilion www.biquge.info and the old ghost stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his left hand and pressed them on Zhang Sainan's snow-white Adam's apple.

He flicked the connect button slightly, then smiled and said, "Hi, William." What's wrong? ”

Belch......

If it weren't for the old ghost opening his lips and Zhang Sainan keeping his mouth shut, I would have thought that the person who spoke was this woman who was restricted by the old ghost's words - the old ghost's vivid and delicate female voice was really amazing.

Fortunately, the old ghost was not too thorough, chatted briefly, hung up the phone in order to avoid being exposed, and then said to me: "People are coming." ”

He let go of the finger pressed on Zhang Sainan's throat, and then the woman said with a shocked face: "Why do you want to learn from me?" ”

The old ghost lowered his head and smiled slightly: "Little sister, you should be less than twenty, right?" ”

Zhang Sainan said that I am nineteen years old.

The old ghost said do you know that Zhang Haiyang is a vampire?

Zhang Sainan seemed to feel that we were not coming for her, the tension in his heart faded a little, he took a breath, and said that it was not a vampire, it was the blood clan who knew, right? What happened to the Bloodline. Haven't you watched "Twilight", how romantic is the blood family?

The old ghost looked at me, his face turned a little blue, and I smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer this girl's question.

I can't help it, but the old ghost does, and he sticks the middle and index fingers of his right hand on Zhang Sainan's temple.

With a light touch, he said in a solemn and slow voice, "Feel for yourself the misery of being a blood slave......

The old ghost absorbed many of the experiences and memories of Alan Gangero Cappadocia and Grand Duke Tsmich, and used this technique to show the sorrow of the blood slaves, but it was only a small means, and after a few minutes, the girl screamed, held her head in her hands, and rolled on the ground. His body trembled as if he was sifting chaff.

As a blood slave, he is in a mess every day and every night, in addition to supplying blood to the blood clan, he will also be vented to his desires, and finally sucked into a dried corpse.

Is this process romantic?

Heckling, right?

When Zhang Sainan saw the truth of the matter, his face turned pale. The whole body trembled, and at this time, the old ghost became serious, and said indifferently: "Understood? ”

Zhang Sainan hugged his arms, trembling all over, and said I, I know......

The old ghost said word by word: "Your parents, save money and use your hard-earned money to study in England in the hope that you will be able to make a profit in the future, not to let you squander your life here." If you practice yourself like this, who else will have heartache except your parents? ”

Zhang Sainan lowered his head, bit his lip, and didn't dare to speak.

The old ghost finished teaching her a lesson, and then waved his hand. said: "You leave quickly, remember, don't associate with a guy like Zhang Haiyang in the future, otherwise you will ruin your life, and you only deserve it." ”

Hearing the old ghost's words, but letting her go, the girl was full of joy, hurriedly stood up, nodded and said, "Okay, okay, thank you." ”

With that, she hurriedly stood up, packed her things, stuffed them in a small bag, and pushed the door to leave.

The old ghost let her go, but left her phone behind.

I don't understand it, I said what are you doing, let her go, if she turns around and talks to Zhang Haiyang, what can I do?

The old ghost sighed and said, "What I just showed her, as long as she is not mentally retarded, she should be able to feel fear, and she should not dare to get involved in this matter; When I saw her, I thought of Mia and Yun Moqian, and thought of their parents in China, so it would be good if I could keep her away from this kind of thing. ”

I laughed and said you're getting sentimental.

The old ghost walked to the window, looked down, and said slowly: "Actually, in the days when Mo Qian died, I always thought about a question, that is, what do we want to do with such hard work? ”

I said, did you get the result?

The old ghost nodded, and said yes, we have gone through so many hardships and hardships, and what we have done is nothing more than to be able to become strong and protect our relatives; Push it widely, reach and help the world. The more this is the case, the more I feel that there is a point called the elimination of evil, killing one person and saving a hundred people, which is the truth.

I also walked to the bedside, and through the thick curtain, I saw Zhang Sainan coming to the street, and then hurriedly took a taxi to leave.

I pointed outside, maybe Zhang Haiyang was watching outside, and if so, we would have pounced on it this time.

The old ghost looked very calm, put his hands on the window edge, and then said: "London says that it is big and big, and it is small and small, as long as it is confirmed that he is here, his death is only a matter of time, and what we have to wait for is not Zhang Haiyang, but Mr. K; Therefore, catching Zhang Haiyang is not the goal, and when necessary, we can even put ourselves in danger. ”

I smiled bitterly and said, "You understand it thoroughly, you can see that you deliberately let Zhang Sainan go, right?" ”

The old ghost rubbed his fists and said Are you ready to make a big move?

I shrugged my shoulders and said that I was already sick in the basement in Slovakia and really wanted to get someone to fight.

The two of them didn't stay by the window anymore, but each found a sofa to sit down, these days we rarely have the opportunity to be alone, always worried that the wall has ears, at the moment there is no one left and right, I can't help but ask: "Old ghost, what kind of level has your current cultivation reached?" ”

The old ghost shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know very well, I feel that I can stand very tall, but in the face of really powerful masters, such as Lu Zuo and Xiao Keming, I have no power to resist." ”

I said that these two people already have the strength of the top ten in the world, and there is no comparison. Remember to take a break from winter.

The old ghost shook his head and said that the means of the blood clan, although it involves strength from blood, is not perfect, and it needs to go through a lot of painful processes, not that I eat Allen's heart, I can have the power of Cappadocia, and after drinking a mouthful of the blood of Grand Duke Tsmich, I can have his strength - this is not a foodie world, the road is long, and life has to go slowly.

I said that when you say this, it is mysterious and mysterious, and it has a little more philosophical meaning, so you can simply tell me, who can you beat?

The old ghost still smiled bitterly, saying that on our side, Will, Long Mo'er, Lu Zuo, Xiao Keming, Little Demon Girl and Duoduo ...... I can't beat any of this!

I shrugged my shoulders and said that they were all idols that made people look up to the mountains, and there was really no comparison.

The old ghost pondered for a while, and then told me, "It should be 'above the earl, below the marquis'!" ”

Hearing the old ghost's answer, I nodded.

Many people may think that we should have the strength of a marquis because we have joined forces to kill the Marquis of Adrien.

In fact, it was just a coincidence of many factors, even the most talented bloods, many of them had just acquired the strength of a baron in the first year or so of receiving the first possession.

Of course, those who bring art into the gang cannot be counted, such as the heroes of Liangshan, the thieves who run the single gang enter the mountain, and even can only be a leader, but if it is Hebei Qilin Lu Junyi, then a proper boss is a strong contender.

And the old ghost can have the strength of "above the earl and below the marquis", which can already make countless blood clans lose their glasses.

If they have glasses.

The two chatted, a rare comfort, and at this moment, suddenly the old ghost's face changed, I was surprised, and asked him what was wrong, and the old ghost raised his right hand quietly.

On his right hand, a lump of sarcoma inexplicably protruded, red and shiny, as if some brilliance was about to spread.

Looking at my searching gaze, the old ghost said, "It should be dangerous, right?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly the entire wall by the door collapsed, and a black shadow burst out of the smoke and dust, and smashed it into our faces.

It was said to be a punch, but there was a fist shadow shining in the sky, and the air pressure filled the entire room.

All the glass, including the TV screen, shattered at this moment.

It's so strong!

Seeing that the other party was about to smash us into minced meat, the old ghost was shocked, as if to cancel out the force, and then slapped his right hand suddenly.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the shadow of the fist disappeared, leaving behind a muscular man covered in earthworm-like blood vessels, staring at us with red eyes.

This guy is like a competitor in an international bodybuilding competition, and the muscles of his upper body are beyond the scope of human imagination.

The muscle stick, I don't feel like there's a bit of fat in it.

The old ghost and the other party slammed into each other, and after an explosion, the space suddenly fell into a rare calm, and the bodybuilder stared at the old ghost, bursting out word by word: "You, are you the Chinese pig who harmed Avril Lavigne?" ”

There was a lot of contempt in the other party's words, and the old ghost's face was cold, but he was still able to remain calm, and pointed at me with his left hand, saying that it was him, not me.

Really?

The muscular man jerked his fist, his muscles trembling as if explosives had detonated, and the majestic force poured out of every cell of his muscles, and then smashed towards me.

This is the essence of power, I have met many masters, but I have never seen such an extreme burst of power.

It's like a heavy cannon being disarmed.

Bang!

He threw another punch, but was once again blocked by the old ghost with his right palm, and the wind pressure during the exchange of two men caused devastating damage to the room, countless small pieces of debris flying, and my scalp was cold.

was blocked again, the muscular man was furious, and yelled at the old ghost: "Why? ”

The old ghost said lightly: "I am also Chinese, you insulted me." ”

The muscular man smirked and said let's die together.

The old ghost nodded and said, "Old ghost." ”

The man signed up and said, "Mr. K, Anthony Jianma!" ”

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