Gao Guiyun slapped Wang Ziheng in the face with a backhand.

This slap vividly interpreted the essence of fast, accurate, and ruthless, and before Wang Ziheng could react, the great force had already thrown him away with the car door. When his body landed on the ground, Wang Ziheng was already unconscious......

Confused, he found himself lying in a jungle. The moon overhead shone brightly, and the owl's cry was particularly low and mournful.

He stood up, and deep in the forest in front of him, there was a slim figure of a woman in white. Wang Ziheng knew who she was, but he couldn't believe that the figure in front of him was real.

The woman in white seemed to be staring at him as well, and after a while, the woman in white sighed lightly, turned around and slowly left, and gradually disappeared into the night. Wang Ziheng could clearly hear the sound of his own breathing and heartbeat.

He ran frantically under a familiar crooked-necked pine tree and dug through the dirt on the ground with his hands. Gradually, his fingers were covered in blood and he was sweating profusely. But he didn't feel the slightest pain, and continued to dig deeper.

For a long time, until all the fingers rotted out, and a deep pit with a diameter of nearly two meters was dug out of the ground. Wang Ziheng searched carefully in the pit, as if he was looking for something, but there was nothing in the pit.

"Impossible! Impossible! Wang Ziheng knelt in the pit, his eyes full of horror.

Another sigh, ringing unusually clearly over the shoulder.

He felt a tingling itch at the root of his ear, and a chill that penetrated deep into his bone marrow behind him.

Wang Ziheng didn't dare to look back, his body was like sifting chaff.

The long dark hair slowly brushed Wang Ziheng's cheeks, and a cold face was turning from behind him to the front until he completely met Wang Ziheng's eyes.

It was a pair of eyes full of resentment, Wang Ziheng only glanced at it, and then quickly closed his eyes. Two lines of hot tears flowed, and Wang Ziheng whispered in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......."

I don't know how long it took, Wang Ziheng slowly woke up, and felt that his whole body seemed to fall apart, sore, weak, and mixed with pain, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

The asphalt road underneath you, and the cold, faint glow from the street lamps overhead, all of this is very real, but it always feels like you're in a dream.

He reluctantly raised his head and looked in the direction of the Mercedes-Benz, the lights were on in the car, Gao Guiyun had left the driver's seat and was riding on Tian Fusheng's body at the moment.

Tian Fusheng's drape had already been cleaned up, leaving only a pair of black pants that were not in the middle of winter; Gao Guiyun also stripped off only pink underwear and underwear, and the picture was extremely charming.

"Is this going to be staged in the Spring Palace?" Wang Ziheng thought.

Tian Fusheng was still unconscious, Gao Guiyun caressed Tian Fusheng's body with both hands with great pity, and said some incomprehensible words in his mouth, but full of tenderness.

Wang Ziheng was surprised: This woman is obviously not the real Gao Guiyun, and that state should be the "ghost upper body" that old people often talk about, but how can this "ghost" be so obsessed with Tian Fusheng? That tender and sweet look doesn't look like it's going to hurt people at all!

Tian Fusheng, Tian Fusheng, you are a human and a ghost!

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Ziheng's mind suddenly popped up with the four words that Tian Fusheng explained to him: "Critical moment!" "Isn't this the moment of truth! She had just been hit hard, Tian Fusheng was going to die, and only Gao Guiyun, who was not a human or a ghost, was left scratching her head and making a gesture, and she didn't know what she would do next.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Ziheng put his hand into his trouser pocket in pain, took out the silver needle in the brocade box and held it in his hand, tried to keep the sound as low as possible, and slowly crawled towards the Mercedes-Benz.

Gao Guiyun's attention was all on Tian Fusheng, and he didn't seem to notice that Wang Ziheng was getting closer. Tian Fusheng was lying on the back seat, with a pair of bare feet facing the door of the car that flew out.

Wang Ziheng looked at the direction, exerted all his strength, and yelled: "Boss Tian, wake up!" "Silver is aimed at the Yongquan Cave, and almost stabs it in pairs.

Gao Guiyun was immediately shocked, turned his head and scolded Wang Ziheng a few times, and was about to pounce on him.

Over there, Tian Fusheng was also woken up by a silver needle, quickly took out a handkerchief from the inner pocket of his suit on the side, shook his hands, and firmly put it on Gao Guiyun's head.

As soon as Gao Guiyun was trapped, he suddenly screamed again and again, twisting his body in horror, trying to struggle his head out.

Tian Fusheng turned over and clamped Gao Guiyun with his legs, grabbed the handkerchief on Gao Guiyun's head tightly with one hand, and reached into the pocket of his suit with the other hand, took out a small iron rod two or three inches long, and put it on the center of Gao Guiyun's eyebrows.

As soon as the iron rod touched Gao Guiyun's eyebrows, bursts of green smoke suddenly appeared, Wang Ziheng glanced at it, and found that the handkerchief was not lit by fire at all, and he was secretly surprised in his heart.

Gao Guiyun screamed even worse, and the screams penetrated Wang Ziheng's ears, as if thousands of insects were gnawing at his eardrums. Gao Guiyun grabbed Tian Fusheng's hair again and again, and kicked the position with both feet, the plastic was crushed, and the tendons were deformed; Tian Fusheng didn't know where the force came out, but he didn't let it go at all, and a large piece of his hair was torn off, and blood flowed.

Wang Ziheng wanted to climb into the car several times to help, but when he saw this violent scene, he was already timid in his heart, and his physical strength was difficult to support, so he had to give up.

This human tragedy lasted for a minute, and Gao Guiyun seemed to have felt hopeless, let out a last hysterical scream, and finally gradually stopped struggling.

To Wang Ziheng's ears, the last scream contained both pain and helplessness, as well as a kind of disbelief.

Until Gao Guiyun stopped moving, the small iron rod in Tian Fusheng's hand never left her eyebrows. The green smoke finally dissipated, and the window glass of the Mercedes-Benz suddenly burst under the shock of an unknown force, which frightened Wang Ziheng all over.

Tian Fusheng, who was red-eyed, shouted happily: "It's done!" Throwing away the small iron rod, he quickly took off the veil on Gao Guiyun's head, and bent down to kiss her in the mouth.

Wang Ziheng was confused, but Tian Fusheng shouted at him: "Egg poop!" What do you see? Don't come to help yet! ”

"Oh." Wang Ziheng struggled to climb into the car, "How can you help?" ”

"Cardiopulmonary resuscitation, do you understand? I do artificial respiration, you slap her chest, quick! ”

Wang Ziheng looked at the pair of trembling human chests, nosebleeds were about to spurt out, and tremblingly stretched out his hands and gently patted Gao Guiyun's chest a few times.

Tian Fusheng just took a few sips, and when he saw Wang Ziheng's movements, he was angry: "Nima! Is it for you to play? He pushed Wang Ziheng aside and said, "Look carefully!" The palm of his left hand pressed against Gao Guiyun's chest, and his right hand made a fist, beating the back of his left hand lightly and heavily.

"That's what it looks like, do it!"

Wang Ziheng did the same, the two were busy for a while, and heard Gao Guiyun snort softly. Wang Ziheng reflexively hurriedly retreated, stepped on the air, and the whole person rolled backwards and fell heavily on the road.

Tian Fusheng also stopped, looked at Wang Ziheng's embarrassed appearance, and said with a smile: "You're afraid of a ball!" That ghost had already cleaned me up, and it was Gao Guiyun who woke up! ”

Wang Ziheng's face was red, and he said angrily: "Boss Tian, you don't talk cold, how do I know if she is a human or a ghost!" ”

Tian Fuchang breathed a sigh of relief, the fierceness just now was long gone, like a deflated ball, paralyzed there, panting. He took out a bottle of mineral water from the storage compartment of the car door, and when he held it in his hand, he realized that the mineral water had frozen into ice, and the beads of sweat and blood on his head had formed a thin layer of frost.

"Egg poop!" Tian Fusheng scolded, threw away the mineral water, lazily pulled the suit pants that were thrown aside, took out a pack of Chinese cigarettes from his trouser pocket, took two of them, took one for himself, and threw one to Wang Ziheng.

Wang Ziheng took the cigarette and saw that Tian Fusheng was still struggling to find a lighter, so he got up and silently helped him light it.

"Boss Tian, I'll help you pull out the silver needle first."

Tian Fusheng found out that there were still silver needles on the soles of his feet.

When Wang Ziheng pulled it out, he estimated that the silver needle was pierced into it by half an inch.

Tian Fusheng said angrily: "Brother, you are really good!" ”

"I'm not worried that I won't wake you up!"

The two quietly finished smoking a cigarette, and finally there were a few more whizzing cars in the driveway. Wang Ziheng looked around and found that there were mountains on both sides of the road, and it turned out that the Mercedes-Benz car had already driven them out of the city.

The temperature in the car finally rose slowly, Gao Guiyun hadn't woken up yet, but he could hear the sound of breathing, so it shouldn't be a big problem. He took out his phone and looked at the time, it was past two o'clock in the morning. Looking at Tian Fusheng, who was bleeding from his head, Wang Ziheng said: "Boss Tian, aren't you going to explain and explain?" ”

Tian Fusheng was obviously tired and didn't want to move. He squinted at the handkerchief and the small iron rod that had been thrown aside, and asked, "Do you know what this is?" ”

"You ask all the nonsense!"

Wang Ziheng sat down on the ground, and he carefully examined the handkerchief and the small iron rod for a while: the handkerchief was more like a cloth bag, made of ordinary linen, but the linen was wrapped with nine circles of copper scales; The small iron rod is unremarkable, like a small drumstick, with some unknown pattern engraved on it.

Tian Fusheng said: "These two things, one is called King Kong Dou and the other is called the Demon Pestle, both of which are powerful treasures!" My elder brother and I borrowed it with a lot of effort. Hey, he's still not good at learning, if he wants to be a senior brother, he won't make himself hang the lottery, egg poop! ”

"Borrowed? It seems that Boss Tian has been prepared! Today's scene is your game, right? ”