Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Jedi Escape
Seeing Jiang Xiaoman nodding at himself, Zhong Xu sighed helplessly, and said in his heart that the toilet paper that was thrown into the toilet trash can in the morning and wrapped in the ashes of the cloth roll was really gone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It seems that after Jiang Xiaoman left the hotel in the afternoon, the mysterious person who secretly followed him deleted all the browsing records on Zhong Xu's mobile phone browser under the nose of the fat man, and he didn't know how to hack the author's ID to delete the post, and then completely monitored the room. Now the three of them are completely exposed to each other's surveillance, and only the slightest sound comes out, so that the person watching can hear it.
Zhong Xu got up and lowered his voice and said to the fat man on the side, "Go and clean up your things." The fat man nodded slightly, got up and pretended to yawn, and said, "Jinnyima is tired, sleep." With that, he twisted his neck and pretended to be asleep and walked into another bedroom.
Seeing the fat man enter the bedroom, Zhong Xu got up and walked to the TV, turned up the volume of the TV to the maximum, glanced at Jiang Xiaoman, and pointed to the next door. Jiang Xiaoman seemed to understand what Zhong Xu meant, took out the probe ruler in the ghost bag next to the sofa with his backhand, walked to the door and opened the door lightly, but as soon as the door opened, dozens of men and women wearing white tunics with strange faces suddenly poured out of the corridor, all of them seemed to have been guarding here for a long time, and when they saw Jiang Xiaoman open the door, they began to move closer to this side. Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiaoman's pupils dilated instantly, turned around and slammed the door shut and ran into the room, shouting at Zhong Xu, who was stunned, "Disciple of the Soul Palace, go!" ā
Although Zhong Xu didn't know what the Soul Hall was for, when he saw Jiang Xiaoman's serious face, he knew that things must not be simple. Ignoring the rest, Zhong Xu shouted at the fat man in the bedroom and ran, and followed Jiang Xiaoman all the way to the balcony at the end of the room. Standing on the fifth floor, Jiang Xiaoman took out a barb and hung it in the groove inside the window, opened the window and hung the rope on Zhong Xu's waist, took out a charm and pasted it on Zhong Xu's back, pointed outside and said, "Pick me up at the door of the hotel and go!" ā
After saying that, Jiang Xiaoman pushed Zhong Xu out of the window, and Zhong Xu, who didn't know what the spell was, felt like a feather, grabbing the rope and falling slowly towards the ground.
Zhong Xu had just landed, and the fat man followed, holding two huge suitcases in his hands, and followed Zhong Xu towards the parking lot not far away.
Before arriving at the parking lot, Zhong Xu pulled aside the fat man who was rushing forward, pointed to the Jaguar sedan a hundred meters away, and said in a low voice, "Someone is guarding, it seems that this group of people is prepared tonight." ā
"What kind of people are these people, it's the same as the underworld!" The fat man asked breathlessly.
Zhong Xu shook his head and said, "Jiang Xiaoman said that what kind of person is from the Soul Palace, I'm afraid it's almost the same as the Ghost Sect, it's a folk sect in ancient times. It's just that I don't understand, why did the Samurai Soul Hall deal with us? Could it be that they are also looking for shards of pubic discourse? ā
The fat man stretched out his head and glanced at it, then turned his head and said, "Master Xu, if you want me to say that there are only four of us, let's go out directly, I will be three of you and one of you, we have been fighting like this since childhood, we can't delay here for too long, Xiao Man is still waiting for us over there!" ā
Zhong Xu frowned, and said in his heart that if ordinary ordinary people dare to go out and fight, Zhong Xu still believes in the combat effectiveness of the fat man's fight, once the fat man singled out six sports students in high school, and beat three of them, this grandson fought to death, and no one in the school dared to bully him since then. It's just that what I'm involved in now is not something that ordinary people should be involved in, and I've seen the spell of the ghost gate, so how can it be something that ordinary people can deal with, and the four people outside are not ordinary people at the moment, and it's difficult to deal with them with themselves and the fat man.
However, as the fat man said, Jiang Xiaoman was still surrounded by dozens of disciples of the Soul Servant Hall in the room, and if he continued to delay here, both sides would have to explain. Thinking of this, Zhong Xu turned his head and whispered to the fat man, "Fatty, I'll go out and lead them away, you drive to pick up Jiang Xiaoman, and then wait for me at the toll station of Donghai Bridge ten kilometers away." After saying that, Zhong Xu stuffed the car key to the fat man, and was about to get up, but the fat man grabbed Zhong Xu and said angrily, "What kind of big-tailed wolf are you rushing to, you can't beat the old sister next door, don't give me a hero here, you go to pick up Xiaoman, promise me, you must protect her." ā
The fat man didn't wait for Zhong Xu to react, stuffed the car key back to Zhong Xu, got up and swaggered towards the Jaguar car a hundred meters away.
As soon as the fat man walked out a few meters, he was discovered by the disciples of the Soul Hall in the distance, and the four disciples stared at the fat man vigilantly and swaggered in front of him, and a man with a flat head and a whip shouted at the fat man, "Dead fat pig, get out!" ā
The fat man glanced at the disciple, glared at him with disdain, and sneered, "Stupid! Before the disciple of the Soul Hall could make a move, the fat man turned around and slapped the disciple who was less than a meter away from him in the face, and then spat at the three people who were still stunned, turned around and ran.
The fat man's hand strength is not small, this slap forced the unprepared disciple to fan the spot three times, covered his swollen face and stared at the fat man's back viciously, silently recited a few words of mantra in his mouth, the whip in his hand emitted a strange purple ghost, and a two-meter-high crimson ghost slowly walked out of the void and stood in the middle.
"Give me chase!" The disciple of the Soul Hall picked up the braid in his hand and slapped it fiercely on the red ghost in front of him, the ghost looked at the disciple who was pumping himself behind his back with resentment, his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, but this ghost seemed to be taboo about what magic weapon on this disciple, or he turned around and followed the disciple and rushed to the fat man who had run to the second floor of the parking lot.
Only one of the four people left, and Zhong Xu still had no way to go to the car, and at the critical moment, Zhong Xu suddenly turned around and saw a Kawasaki motorcycle behind him. With a move in his heart, Zhong Xu cautiously walked to the side of the car, took off the ear picker on the mobile phone charm, took out a small piece of wire in the ghost bag that he didn't know what to do, and then twisted it into the shape of a small fan with the ear picker, and carefully inserted it into the key slot of the motorcycle.
After tossing for five minutes, Zhong Xu was covered in sweat, and the ear picking key in his hand also slid around, but he couldn't find that point. Seeing the screams of the fat man coming from upstairs, Zhong Xu took a deep breath, and gently picked the key in his hand, only to see the key slot of the motorcycle turned in the opposite direction, and the dashboard of the car lit up.
Zhong Xu stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat, opened the suitcase on the ground, except for Jiang Xiaoman's wallet and a pendant in the box, all the changes of clothes and the fat man's little yellow book were all left in place.