When I got closer, I realized that there were still a few people in Taoist robes on the surrounding walls, and whenever they tried to break through, they would use charms to repel them.

Although the drought was seriously injured, how could the authority of the red-eyed zombies be shaken by these SWAT Taoists? Even with the suppression of the spell, the drought is still a little comfortable in the rain of bullets, but if it is consumed for a long time, it is very passive, and it may really be captured alive.

Suddenly, the marquin roared and caught a bullet with his bare hands.

After catching a bullet, the dartle threw it directly at a Taoist priest.

Poof-

A blood flower erupted from the priest's eyebrows, and he fell off the wall.

Then he reached out and grabbed a person in front of him in the face of a hail of bullets, and the result was naturally conceivable.

Even though the SWAT was wearing body armor, he was beaten into a sieve, especially his face, which was smashed, and it is estimated that his mother would not recognize him when she came over.

"Xiao Jiu, can you help them?" Fang Qian turned his head to look at me.

I shook my head and said, "Director Fang, the reason why Brother Xuanfeng and I were able to come back alive from the Killing Inn was because this Drought Fish covered our retreat, otherwise the two of us would have died there a long time ago, and he was already seriously injured for us, and now you let me attack him, I can't do it." ”

"If you can ......," I paused and said, "I want you to order a retreat, I won't attack him." ”

Originally, Fang Qian's emotions were still under control after listening to my first half of the sentence, but when he heard the second half of my sentence, he directly went crazy: "Li Chujiu, he saved you, I can promise you not to force you to make a move on him, but you asked me to let him go, this is impossible." ”

"Remember, at all times, that those who are not of my race will have different hearts; Although he saves you, he will inevitably have other intentions. ”

I sighed: "Director Fang, then I'll go first." ”

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a man in a Taoist robe, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, who looked like a man of grace, walking up.

This person gave me a strange look, and then said to Fang Qian, "Fang Qian, where is the drought?" ”

When Fang Qian saw this person, his face was happy: "Master Zhang, you are finally here." ”

Then he pointed with his hand: "Just inside that base, the drought has been seriously injured." ”

The man named Zhang Jin sighed, and then walked over with a big grin.

My face changed, and I also raised my heels, since this person can achieve the position of head of the house at such a young age, I think it is not much worse than the handsome guy in Longhu Mountain.

And the man's next move confirmed my suspicions.

After this Zhang Jin walked in, he waved his hand and motioned for everyone to stop: "Get out of the way of the fuck." ”

Then he took out a talisman from his bosom and looked at the dry fish: "Demon, you can still stand with my three palms, and I will let you go." ”

At this time, the drought fish stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, and kept exhaling in his mouth.

Seeing that the drought didn't speak, Zhang Jin threw the talisman in his hand into the air: "Jin Xing, lead the thunder." ”

Then, Zhang Jin threw the talisman in his hand towards the drought.

This talisman was wiped out by a puff of corpse qi before it could reach the drought.

But Zhang Jin didn't seem to care, and pinched a trick with both hands: "Tuxing, binding demons." ”

As soon as the words fell, the drought fish seemed to be under a huge pressure, and fell to the ground with a plop, and even the ground gave the drought fish's knees ten centimeters deep.

"First palm." Zhang Jin laughed: "Fire line, slash demons." ”

Then, Zhang Jin's hands turned red, like burnt pig's trotters.

Bang -

Zhang Jin slapped his palm on the chest; Shoot the marl directly seven or eight meters away.

With this palm, Zhang Jin's face was also a little strange, and then he stepped out of his feet, and slapped his palms together towards the drought: "Second palm." ”

"Roar"

Suddenly, the Drought let out a loud roar and raised its fist to meet it.

Palms to fists, just like that, they collided together.

Poof-

Zhang Jin spurted out a mouthful of blood, kicked back three steps, and almost didn't fall.

And after the drought fish flew out upside down with this momentum, he stood up and ran away.

Mom a bit.

Zhang Jin walked back with an unkind face, since the drought has escaped, I don't need to worry.

After coming back, Fang Qian glanced at Zhang Jin with an ugly face: "Master Zhang, that drought ...... Escaped? ”

"Don't fucking ask, fuck." Zhang Jin suddenly gave Fang Qian a foul word: "Didn't you say that he was seriously injured?" Injured so violently? ”

After speaking, this Zhang Jin walked towards the woods on the side with a gloomy face.

And the rest of these people are cleaning up the battlefield, and their faces are a little ashamed.

After all, seventy or eighty special police officers with heavy weapons, plus several Taoist priests, and a backup Maoshan master, did not take down the drought.

Of course, if they knew the true strength of the Drought Fish, I am afraid that they would not be ashamed of the Drought Fish's escape, but would feel glad that they were still alive.

"Xiao Jiu, what do you want? Let's go. Fang Qian shouted at me helplessly.

I groaned, pulled the door open and sat down.

After sending me back to school, Fang Qian gave me a meaningful look: "Xiao Jiu, you have to remember that good and evil have been the same since ancient times, no matter how much the drought fish saves you, it is also purposeful, don't lose yourself." ”

After speaking, Fang Qian drove the car away.

Although I will not object to Fang Qian's words, I will definitely not agree with them, because the injury of the Drought Fish this time is entirely because of me.

After returning to the dormitory, they were all there, even Ma Xiaoru.

I looked at my watch, it was almost twelve o'clock, why was this Nizi still here.

"Brother Qiang, is she staying here tonight?" I glanced at Ma Xiaoru in surprise.

Lu Wenqiang put down the mobile phone in his hand and glanced at me: "Yes, what's wrong?" ”

I had a black line: "It's okay, then I'll avoid it with Lao Yan?" ”

"No, they're all my own brothers, don't avoid it." Lu Wenqiang laughed.

"Okay, I'll go to sleep first." I yawned and put the Thunder Splitter in the cupboard, and lay straight on the bed.

After slapping the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, my chest is now stuffy, and I am so uncomfortable that I am dying.

As soon as I hit the pillow, I fell asleep.

I slept until eleven o'clock in the morning; I rubbed my eyes, washed up in the dorm room, and headed to our classroom, which had been a few days since class.

It was recess, and while the instructor was not there, I slipped through the back door, found a place that was the most difficult to find, lay down, and continued to sleep.

Halfway through my sleep, I felt someone pushing me.

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