Brother Ma screamed, raised the scissors in his hand and rushed towards us.

My heart chuckled.

Looking at Brother Ma's reaction before and after, could it be that he was taken up by the black baby?!

The upper body is also called possession, and in layman's terms, the mind and body are controlled by evil things, and the behavior becomes weird, which is completely different from the original.

In the dialect of my hometown, the upper body is also called "evil spirit", but in fact, the essence is the same meaning.

Generally speaking, there is nothing more evil than the evil thing that likes the upper body more than the ghost.

This is mainly due to the fact that most of the ghosts are in the spirit state, and compared to the living people in the physical state, the general monsters have limited influence and are relatively fragile, and cannot cause real damage.

Master told me that there are only two ways to harm people.

One is to be frightened, or confused; The second is the possession of the upper body.

The first way to deal with ordinary people is not a problem, and the most treacherous incidents are often scared half to death.

But this kind of lame and terrifying trick is completely useless to cultivators who have opened their eyes to heaven, and can only scare timid ordinary people.

If the grudge is very deep, for example, when the death of the trick is revenge, and scaring and confusing alone cannot relieve the hatred in the heart, he will choose to go up to the target.

This method is more lethal, forcing the target to assassinate or commit suicide after the upper body to achieve the goal of revenge.

And after the upper body, the trick changes from the spirit to the entity, and with the control of the mind, it often becomes as powerful as an ox, with the courage of a dragon elephant.

Needless to say, it is an attack on ordinary people, and even for practitioners and cultivators who have kung fu, it is quite a threat.

This kind of thing about the upper body is not very common in the first place. In the years that I have been studying art with Master, I have only seen the situation of being possessed by evil creatures and pointing insults at the heavens and the earth, which is only regarded as performance art.

And for this kind of strange situation that is aggressive and wants to kill people is simply unheard of, you can imagine how strong the shock in my heart is.

Brother Ma's height is close to 1.8 meters, he is originally a middle-aged and strong man, at this moment he is holding scissors, his expression is sluggish, and his body is black and murderous.

It's like a demon crawling out of hell, making people look cold on their backs, and it's really a little more terrifying than the black baby just now.

I was still scared, but the fat man reacted very quickly, rushed forward with an arrow step, and fought with the menacing Brother Ma.

Presumably I don't need to explain, Brother Ma's change also made the fat man understand what was going on.

Although my height has grown to 1.84 meters now, my weight is only an embarrassing 108 pounds.

The fat man is the opposite of me. Don't look at this thing, he usually likes to brag, but from tonnage to technology, he can't be underestimated, and he is an absolute heavyweight player, such as a fake Lian Jiazi.

At this moment, I saw that his fat body as a ball had become extremely flexible, and in the face of the ruthless and fatal Ma Ge, he was tossing and turning, resisting high, and did not fall behind at all.

From time to time, he also looked for a gap and threw the little agarwood left in his hand towards his opponent.

Brother Ma, who was on the body of the black baby, seemed to be quite afraid of the power of this agarwood, and when he saw the fat man splashing it out, he took a few steps back, carefully dodging, for fear of being hit again.

Helplessly, after inflicting a heavy blow on the black baby just now, there was not much agarwood in the cola bottle, and it was used up by the fat man in a few clicks.

Seeing that the natural enemy had been eliminated, Brother Ma had no fear, and the scissors in his hand were splashed by the dancing water, and the cold light was everywhere.

The fat man is not good at stubble, so he saw that he was on the side of his body, dodging the scissors that stabbed him, clenched his fist with his right hand, and shouted, and the fist wind turned out from the inside out, like a cannonball out of the chamber, hitting Ma Ge's chest.

The punch was impartial and hit him right in the left side of the heart. The fat man's weight is more than 200 catties, and with the practice of martial arts since childhood, the power of this "old cannon" can be imagined.

But to my surprise, although this punch hit, it seemed to hit a hard stone, except for a muffled sound of "bang", Brother Ma's body didn't even move, as steady as Mount Tai.

When the fat man saw that one move didn't work, he immediately used his strength to make a move, and flexibly used a whirlwind leg again, and the target went straight to Ma Ge's right rib.

Brother Ma's figure was like a ghost, and in the face of the fat man's powerful and heavy legs, he no longer connected hard, but quickly retreated backwards to avoid the attack, and at the same time, his left hand met and swung the scissors out in the opposite direction.

With a flash of cold light, the fat man suddenly sighed, it can be said that stealing chickens and rice is not a recipe, and a blood-drenched hole was drawn on his thigh, and blood quickly gushed out......

I don't know if it was stimulated by this blood, the black gas in Brother Ma's eyes was even stronger, and it seemed that even a black mist was about to erupt from his mouth.

He made one killing move after another, and the scissors in his hand were like murder weapons, and he beckoned the fat man to slash his head and cover his face.

The fat man was in pain, and he didn't dare to be hard anymore, so he had to resist it high, and deal with it carefully, obviously showing his timidity.

Brother Ma became more and more courageous, as if possessed by a demon, forcing the fat man to retreat again and again, a body was unstable, screaming again and again, and several deep cuts were instantly cut out by the blade of the scissors on his arm.

I haven't practiced kung fu, so I can't help but feel scared when I see this scene.

But seeing that the fat man was in danger, he could only bite his back molars, grab an enamel spittoon placed at his feet, and didn't care if there was feces and urine in it.

Connoisseurs will know if there is one as soon as they make a move. As soon as I was a rookie who hadn't practiced for half a day, I was hit hard.

I held the enamel spittoon in my hand, and I wanted to smash it at Brother Ma's head, but he easily dodged it, and his left leg bounced up, and he kicked me in the stomach with a hearty kick.

The force of this kick was so great that I flew straight out, and my painful limbs fell to my knees, and I felt that all the internal organs in my abdominal cavity were displaced, and I suffered internal injuries.

The spittoon in his hand also fell off, and I don't know where it fell.

After a while, the fat man in the compartment was already like the end of a strong crossbow, and was forced to the corner of the wall by the crazy Ma Ge, and there were many colors.

Large beads of sweat poured out of his forehead and sideburns, panting like a cow.

I heard Brother Ma roar again, crossed his hands, held the scissors in his hand together, and poked towards the fat man's eyebrows.

The fat man who was forced in the corner of the wall had no way to retreat, so he could only stretch out his hands and hold Brother Ma's wrist to prevent the scissors from falling, showing a stalemate for a while.

It was said to be a stalemate, but the situation at that time was extremely critical.

Although the tip of the big scissors could not fall for a while, it was only less than ten centimeters away from the fat man's eyebrows.

At this time, the fat man was obviously physically exhausted, and his whole body, especially his arms, trembled so much that he was about to lose his strength.

The rivers and lakes were in a hurry, where could I care about the pain all over my body, struggled to get up again, staggered over, hugged Brother Ma's waist from one side, and dragged back desperately.