Long before Wang Xia appeared, there was a black SUV that made a few turns around the recycle station.

The man driving the car was in his early thirties, wearing a simple gold ring on his left hand, and he was also a spirit hunter named Liu Yang.

Sitting in the co-pilot seat was a big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a scar on his face, looking fierce and vicious.

"Brother, what are you looking for after wandering around for a long time?" The scar-faced man spoke.

"Brother Tiger, you said to help me take revenge, does it still count?" Liu Yang asked rhetorically.

"Of course it counts, I'm half dead by that kind of dirty thing, if it weren't for your righteous action, brother, I would have burped a fart. Brother, this life was given by you, who do you want to get, you can show it to me. "The scar-faced man is a typical outlaw, and he is already gearing up.

"There's a guy who robbed me of my business and my woman, should he die?" Liu Yang slapped his swollen face and became fat, the truth was that he chased a beautiful spirit hunter who had not caught up for a long time, and ran to chase a man with the qualifications of a big brother.

"Damn it!" Brother Tiger was indignant.

"He's coming."

Liu Yang suddenly cheered up: "See, that gray van, wearing flip-flops, is him." ”

Brother Hu took a closer look and found that the man was dragging a body bag inside, and people nearby avoided it.

It's a hard stubble!

Brother Tiger is thick and fine, and he made a judgment on the spot, the young man in slippers was not simple.

He and Liu Yang have only known each other for a few days, and they lack knowledge of the mysterious spirit hunter, and they always feel that Liu Yang wants to use him as a gunman.

To be on the safe side, Brother Tiger said tentatively: "Brother, I don't know anything about your business, what means does that guy have, will he come up with a flying sword magic weapon or something?" ”

"Brother Tiger, you are so humorous."

Liu Yang smiled: "This person's name is Wang Xia, he is a member of the Curse Sect, and he can only recite spells to exorcise spirits. In other words, he is not good at fighting with Lian Jiazi, you can hang him up and fight. ”

"Curse Sect people? There won't be any big faction behind him, brother, don't fool me. "Brother Tiger is more vigilant.

"I'm going to come out with you, and I won't joke with the lives of both of us."

Liu Yang said: "Spells, spells, bodies, and talismans, these are the four major schools that have been passed down by spirit hunters since ancient times, which are equivalent to the physics department and finance department in the university, which are different from the kind of sects and gangs you think." I can tell you responsibly that the Spell Sect Spirit Hunter has no other ability than to recite spells. ”

"Can his spell hurt me?" Brother Tiger is crazy and tentative.

"Impossible."

Liu Yang played the package ticket: "The spell is only effective for spirits." There are two types of spirits, the first is the spirit monster, which is the kind of monster you encountered last time; The second type is a spirit hunter like me, who has spiritual power and is also considered a spirit body. ”

"It means that the one surnamed Wang can't even deal with ordinary people?" Brother Tiger drew inferences.

"That's right, ordinary people don't have spiritual power, and Wang Xia can't do anything about them. Brother Tiger, you are also an ordinary person, and you have the real kung fu of hard bridges and hard horses, Wang Xia is a younger brother in front of you. Liu Yang put a high hat on the other party.

"What about you, you're a spirit hunter, so you're not afraid that he will chant a spell against you?" Brother Tiger asked.

"So far, brother, I won't hide it from you. I'm just afraid that he will use the big spell to fight hard, so I asked Brother Tiger to help, as long as you can get close to him, I don't need to make a move. "Liu Yang has a showdown.

"What is a curse?" Brother Tiger didn't understand.

"Wang Xia majored in speech and spirit mantras, which are divided into two types: big spells and small spells."

Liu Yang explained: "Words are spiritual, words are spiritual. If it fails, it will be counterattacked. ”

"Backlash? That is, if his spell fails, he will get hurt? "Brother Tiger has drawn inferences again.

"That's right." Liu Yang nodded: "To give you the simplest example, wrestling, this is the introduction to the Spirit Spell, the most typical small spell." If it fails, the spellcaster himself will fall on his heels. ”

"So, his curse is the kind that is going to die? If you can't kill the target, you will die on the spot? Brother Tiger had a stirring in his heart, and secretly sighed that he was crazy and cheap to make money with his life.

"There's nothing wrong with your understanding, the Spirit Spell is a curse that doesn't tolerate error. In case of failure, the equivalent is exchanged. I've been in the industry for ten years, and I haven't seen a few spirit hunters who dare to use a great spell. Liu Yang said about experience.

"The one surnamed Wang, who specializes in the spirit spell, is not afraid of being counterattacked?" Brother Tiger always felt that something was wrong.

"Whether he's afraid or not, I don't know. One thing is for sure, he basically uses small spells. In this case, even if the spell fails, he can save a life himself. ”

In order to build Brother Tiger's confidence in victory, Liu Yang patiently popularized science: "The spirit spell itself was researched by the ancients to deal with monsters. The advantages of this spell are obvious, and the disadvantages are also obvious, the success rate against the same kind is very low, and when encountering spirit hunters, they don't even have a chance of winning, and if they are not careful, they will lift a stone and shoot themselves in the foot. ”

Brother Hu really built up his confidence: "If you say that, I can pinch him to death with one hand." ”

"That's a must, haha, Brother Tiger, we should get rich today!"

Liu Yang suddenly laughed out loud and saw Wang Xia come out carrying a rice bag.

So he gave Brother Tiger more confidence: "Brother Tiger, did you see the bag in his hand?" That's a good thing, and the contents are worth half a million to say the least. I have a way to sell that bag of things, and when it's done, we'll split it in half. ”

Brother Tiger burned: "Then what are you waiting for, drive, catch up!" ”

Liu Yang started the car, and his tone was full of excitement: "Brother Tiger, in a few minutes, there will be a blind spot in front, no street lights, no monitoring, I will crash into it directly, and it will be up to you then." ”

After making sure that the spirit hunter's methods could not hurt him, Brother Tiger flew up confidently: "You just look at it, just stand aside and watch." ”

Liu Yang was infected by that kind of confidence: "Okay, Brother Tiger, when you beat him almost, give him a breath, I will personally step on that Wang Ba calf...... Ah, Mom! ”

Before he could finish his cruel words, he let out a miserable scream.

He heard an eerie sound: acceleration hitting the wall.

Liu Yang was quite cooperative, slammed on the accelerator, and crashed into a wall on the side of the road.

The incident happened suddenly, Liu Yang's head broke and he was stuck in the car by an airbag and couldn't move.

Brother Tiger deserved to have practiced, unloaded the impact force, and quickly opened the door and rushed out of the car.

Around the corner ahead, the gray van also stopped, and Wang Xia walked down with a baseball bat.

"the eggs."

Looking at the big man who rushed over at high speed, Wang Xia recited a curse.

If it succeeds, Brother Tiger will have a sprint-type high-difficulty split on the spot.

It's a pity that Wang Xia failed this time.

At the same time, he was not attacked by the backlash.

There was enough information - that big man was a mortal.

Soul hunters cast spells on mortals, neither succeeding nor being counterattacked.

Wang Xia, who has had thousands of practical experiences, didn't need to try it a second time at the moment, and instantly judged the identity of Brother Tiger - a fighter among ordinary people, a practicing family!

is not black or blown, this kind of practitioner is his nemesis.

Emperor Wang was unfazed and seemed to be very experienced in this area.

Seeing that Brother Tiger was less than five meters away from him, he still had time to stand in the night breeze to fix his hairstyle, and muttered: "Kunzai, scratch him!" ”

In the van, a dark shadow flew out.

The black shadow was incredibly fast, and its claws flashed with cold light, scratching Brother Tiger's face.

The sprinting tiger brother's face was in severe pain, and when he reached out, he touched the narrow wound and the hot blood.

Brother Tiger stiffened at his feet, and his heart was stunned.

Fear comes from the unknown.

He didn't see what was attacking him, and it suddenly brought back sad memories.

A few days ago, he encountered a dirty thing, which tortured him half to death, and it was all up to Liu Yang to help. In the last few days, he has often dreamed of something that cannot be explained by science, and he wakes up in a cold sweat.

The black shadow that attacked him just now was very similar to the thing at the beginning, like a ghost, haunting him day and night.

Just when Brother Tiger was frightened, the black shadow moved again.

"Ahh

Brother Tiger screamed and shook his body.

The back of his neck was struck hard, and the dark shadow was even more sinister and vicious than the last time he had encountered it.

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, the whistling baseball bat smashed on Brother Tiger's head.

Although he has practiced, he is not as exaggerated as invulnerability, and he suddenly has gold stars in his eyes after being hit with a stick.

Brother Tiger snorted and waved his fist, and suddenly his eyes went dark.

A body bag was draped over his head, followed by a storm of muffled sticks.

Set the sack and knock the stuffy stick......

God is jealous of talents, Brother Tiger has a body of martial arts, but he met an opponent who does not speak of martial arts.

Dozens of sticks were knocked down in a row, and the big man in the body bag seemed to have really become a corpse.

He rushed to the driver's window of the SUV, used the baseball bat as a spear, and stabbed Liu Yang who was stuck in the car.

Liu Yang, who was dizzy and swollen, had just woken up a little, and was stabbed so that he couldn't take care of himself, and made a pig cry in the dark night.

When the pig's cry stopped, Wang Xia put on his gloves and searched all the way.

"If you ask me to help, I have to pay."

He took off Liu Yang's ancestral gold ring and used it as a labor fee.

"Meow~!"

A cute black cat was lying at the feet of the emperor, and its little head rubbed against his ankles.

The cat's name was Aikun.

Usually when facing men, Wang Xia calls it Kunzai.

When facing a girl, it is called little love.

Wang Xia picked up the black cat, stroked the soft hair, and his tone became gentle: "Kun Zai, it is worthy of you who saved me again." ”