Chapter 122: Master of Ghost Weapons

Wang Zhihui closed his eyes and remembered the day he joined the police, standing under the national emblem, raising his right fist, and solemnly swearing: I swear, I volunteer to become a people's policeman of the People's Republic of China, and I promise to be loyal to the Communist Party of China, the motherland, the people, and the law; Obey orders and follow commands; Strict discipline and confidentiality; impartial law enforcement, honesty and integrity; Dedication to duty, not afraid of sacrifice; Serve the people wholeheartedly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoI am willing to dedicate myself to the noble cause of people's public security and work hard to realize my oath!

The time to think is not long, but it seems to have re-experienced the youth and enthusiasm of the year.

Wang Zhihui opened his eyes and sat up straight, his face revealing the calm and peace of mind after making the decision.

"We cooperate, you help us catch the real culprit behind the scenes, and we help you deal with it."

"Good!" Xu Biao put down the gun, stood up and clapped his hands and smiled, and took the initiative to shake hands with Wang Zhihui.

"I'll help you close the case." Xu Biao's handshake was firm and powerful.

The solemn atmosphere suddenly relaxed a lot, and everyone relaxed and leaned on the sofa.

Wu Daqing was completely paralyzed on the sofa, the other party has two real guns, if you want to be arrested, someone must be hanging, maybe you will be killed, your girlfriend is not yet, a good life has just begun, how can you lose your life in vain.

"Should I call you an old ghost or Xu Biao?" Zha Renzhong asked.

"Let's call me Xu Biao, I prefer to be a human being." Xu Biao said with a smile.

"Did you lie to me from the beginning?"

"No, I'm telling you the truth." Xu Biao said earnestly, "And I really didn't expect to meet you at my daughter's wedding." ā€

"But the first time you open the coffin, you know that Lao Ji is inside, and the second time you open the coffin, you also know that Lu is inside, right?"

Xu Biao smacked his lips and did not deny it, "When you are older, you will also believe in miracles, I expect that the strength of the two of us can subdue Lu, I still underestimate him." ā€

"If you had told me earlier, I would have prepared earlier, and I would still have a chance to win."

Xu Biao smiled faintly, "Unwilling? Now there's a chance! ā€

"How did you find this?" Xu Biao asked curiously.

Wang Zhihui said it briefly, from discovering the back room of the ticket room to the monitoring at night, it was easy and easy to say.

"Awesome!" Xu Biao gave a thumbs up.

"It's because you're too fat, I said that you came out of the construction site over the wall, and there was monitoring outside, you don't believe it."

Xu Biao turned his face sideways and complained about Wu Feng with a smile.

Wu Feng pursed his lips nonchalantly, "Isn't this for you to find a helper?" ā€

"Who is this?" Wang Zhihui asked, and the rest of the people also pricked up their ears, especially Gao Wenwu, who only knew that he was from Zhenjiang, and didn't know if he had anything to do with the Maoshan faction.

"This is my friend, named Wu Feng." Xu Biao hastily introduced.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Wu Daqing said coldly.

"You see me like a man and a ghost." Wu Feng said with a smile.

Wu Daqing shook his head, pointed at Xu Biao and said honestly: "They all say that he is not a person, but no matter how I look at it, he is a living person, you are so similar to him, I can't tell the difference." ā€

"Is there a difference between a human and a ghost?" Wu Feng said, "People are much more terrifying than ghosts. ā€

"Are you from Zhenjiang?" Gao Wenwu couldn't see anything after looking at it for a long time, and he was just a cute big fat man when he looked left and right.

Wu Feng narrowed his eyes, "You know me?" ā€

Gao Wenwu shook his head, "Guess." ā€

Wu Feng laughed, "We met in the duck grocery store, otherwise we wouldn't have moved here so soon." ā€

After a pause in laughter, Wu Feng continued: "You don't know me, but I know you." ā€

"Izumo's closed disciple - Gao Wenwu, Gu King's granddaughter - Hu Lanlan, Wang Jindao's son - Wang Fei, the son of the old smoker - Zha Feng, grandson - Zha Renzhong."

"Who the hell are you?" Zha Feng asked, if he can feel the family background here so clearly, he shouldn't be a nobody.

"My family and your family are also related." Wu Feng teased Guan Zidao.

Those present frowned, thinking about which family surnamed Wu had a friend.

"Craftsman Wu family?" Zha Feng said suddenly.

Wu Feng smiled in surprise, "There are really people who remember." ā€

"I'll just say that although your family doesn't do this anymore, there must still be people who remember such a big reputation." Xu Biao said.

Zha Feng saw the other people with blank expressions and explained: "I also heard my old man mention when I was a child, in our industry, there is a unique skilled craftsman, dedicated to the development of ghost exorcism props, proficient in creating all kinds of strange and obscene tools, integrating all kinds of Taoism into wonderful props, and some people call them ghost masters, and the props they make are simply nightmare weapons for ghosts." ā€

"However......" Zha Feng looked at Wu Feng, "It is said that the descendants of the Wu family do not like to do this, and the manufacturing methods have been lost." ā€

"Yes, my dad doesn't like to do this, but he was still forced on this road by my grandfather, and my dad died because of it, I hate this business, and I'd rather be a normal person, and the reputation of the craftsman Wu family will be gone." Wu Feng said calmly.

"It's a pity that fate makes people, I actually met an old ghost, hey, I was unladylike when I met someone, and I was careless in making friends." Wu Feng sighed.

Xu Biao smiled facelessly: "It's a pity that your talent and ability are wasted like this." ā€

Wu Feng glanced at Xu Biao, "If you hadn't induced me into the basement to rummage through my father's relics, would I have been able to learn?" ā€

"Providence is impermanent, it is not my will." Xu Biao snorted and turned his head away from him.

"Lao Ji said before that there was another Wu family who besieged Lu back then, and that Wu family is your family?" Hu Lanlan recalled what Lao Ji had said that night.

Wu Feng nodded, "My dad was seriously injured and died not long after. ā€

Everyone sighed for a while, and Wang Fei asked puzzledly: "Your father died because of Lu, don't you hate him?" ā€

Wang Fei's eyes pointed at Xu Biao.

Wu Feng shook his head self-deprecatingly, "Hate, I beat him up when I knew he was an old ghost, but he was my best friend." ā€

Wu Feng took a deep breath and said leisurely: "And this is not his intention. ā€

Xu Biao is Wu Feng's best friend?

Everyone looked at these two fat men, and their interest was raised, but looking at the appearance of these two people, they were not ready to elaborate on their friendship, so they had to suppress their expectations.

"Alright." Xu Biao stood up and rubbed his hands, "Today is a good day for us to form an alliance, in order to show my sincerity, I will personally cook and cook a meal for you." ā€

After tossing all morning, the meal had already passed, and after Xu Biao mentioned it, everyone felt hungry, so they carefully looked at Xu Biao's hiding place.

Hundreds of meters square, bathroom, kitchen, bedroom, living room, dining table are all available, all in white style, showing that the space is not so oppressive.