Chapter 65: Deep Harmony of Souls, Gradual Change of Thinking, Plan A: A Cloud-Piercing Arrow

"Ladies and gentlemen, the evil god will definitely not give up when he recovers from his injuries and comes with threat, but it will be difficult to deal with. ”

Zhang Qian expressed his worries in a deep voice, which immediately attracted a lot of approval.

When the movie becomes a reality, the old neurotic who originally seemed a little funny becomes not funny at all.

That's a minute-long killing!

Ah Ghost and the old tailor were silent, people who were much more powerful than them couldn't do anything, what could they do?

The charter man and his wife glanced at each other, and also lamented: "Yes, I see that old guy has already advanced to the congenital, and he has achieved great achievements, and his internal strength is endless." Not to mention his endurance, the most terrifying thing is his speed......"

The charter lady nodded, "If it wasn't for that person's carelessness, even if I couldn't do anything about him." ”

Indeed, the speed of the Fire Cloud Evil God is specialized, and it has always been known as the only fast and unbreakable, once it is fully performed, it is comparable to the weakened version of Superman in the TV movie, with a running speed of Mach 1.5, and a hand speed of an exaggerated bullet speed of 2.5 times.

Mach 9!

The sonic barrier is a membrane in front of him, and it is worn as soon as he pokes it, which is simply terrifying to death!

What to do now when you are targeted by this kind of character?

Seeing that no one else could think about it, Zhang Qian had no choice but to say what he planned to do, "For today's plan, I have to see the moves, in addition to the strange moves, we must accumulate strength." Do you two have a trustworthy fellow practitioner?"

The old tailor and the fried ghost were in good spirits, and felt that it was finally time to use themselves, and said in unison:

"I have two brothers, and they are both trustworthy brothers. ”

"My nephew has practiced a lot of martial arts, so he should be able to help. ”

Zhang Qian asked the two fried ghosts, in fact, they wanted to let go of certain restrictions.

He now vaguely realized that he could cross over, and maybe when he would cross over, so he didn't feel much of belonging to this world, and only thought about dealing with the current crisis.

The heart said, after I go, who cares about the flood!

At present, the top priority is to learn from the vampires in myths and stories, develop some descendants as helpers, and fight the idea that quality is not enough quantity.

Don't say it, on the surface, his infection pattern is really similar to that of vampires, they can both develop offspring, and they also have a certain sense of each other, and the 'offspring' must be about half weaker than the previous generation......

Hehe, if there is one more bloodthirsty and photophobic weakness, the two will not be able to distinguish between the two at all.

The old tailor is the heir of the Tang family's iron fist, and he has a single seedling, plus there are some problems with his orientation, and now, there are only two like-minded people.

To the Golang gossip stick lineage of the fried ghosts, these two devils have 1/4 of the Japanese bloodline, aside from the devil's bloodline, here in China, the Yang family is flourishing, and you can pick out a hundred or ten of yourself casually.

Now that the 'Bloodline Ancestor' has relaxed the restrictions and has these thousand benefits, they will naturally not cheapen outsiders first.

For the benefit of his own sons and nephews, it is almost certain.

In this regard, Zhang Qian nodded and agreed.

Anyway, the blood grows on them, and they can't care about it, and they don't want to care about it.

However, just because he doesn't want to care doesn't mean that others will think so.

The fried ghost and the old tailor glanced at each other, and suddenly they both pounced, knelt down in front of Zhang Qian, and slammed their heads down.

Boom, boom

"My lord, have mercy on me, and give my two brothers a few more copies of the 'original blood'. ”

"Ah ghost's words are also what I want to say, please have mercy. ”

The fried ghost and the old tailor looked solemn and earnest, and jointly chose to call him "adult".

Uh, how else could you call it?

I can't call my father, and my uncle and uncle are not right, so I can only use a general and vague honorific title, 'adult'.

This is still because Zhang Qian's appearance is not old, otherwise he would be an 'old man'.

Zhang Qian has been called a master for decades, and a mere 'adult' can afford it.

He was very accustomed to this ancient ritual, and he did not feel any discomfort about the elderly people bowing down to him, but he was a little puzzled, "Why do you want my blood?"

You both have it yourself, and the effect may not be much worse, why is that?

The two people on the ground looked a little unspeakable.

In the end, the fried ghost knocked again, and said impressively: "My lord, it is appropriate for my evolutionary bloodline to be given to my sons and nephews, but if it is given to my own brothers...... This generation is a mess. So, please have mercy!"

After speaking, he kowtowed again, and the old tailor followed closely behind, and also came with a blow.

Zhang Qian was silent for a long time, and finally replied: "Yes, just give ten copies to each person, and I can also give each person a 'benefit'." ”

He had a smile on his lips and a kind face, but he had to pay for Wade's blood.

Well?

That's the mysterious bloodline that broke the cell limit spell at the door, and he has such a good heart?

Hehe, this is actually a manifestation of Zhang Qian's two souls beginning to be deeply integrated, from a simple martial artist's thinking, slowly transformed into a scientist's thinking with strong curiosity.

In his mind, it is certain that the T-virus in his body may reverse the recording of Wade's immortal bloodline, but it is also very likely that he has also learned the side effects.

The thought of myself being covered in pus,,,, cold sweat!

However, all this is just speculation, and it should not be stopped by choking.

So what to do?

Well, scientists have experimental conjectures, of course, to do experiments.

So, he set his sights on the fried ghost and the old tailor.

Who told them to climb their relatives?

People are responsible for their actions......

......

The 'elders' give, and naturally there is no room for bargaining.

Knowing that there are other 'benefits', Ah Ghost and the old rabbit are extremely excited, and here they are very grateful, and they do the etiquette very well.

When the 'family of three' discussed things, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu did not mean to mix, and the couple sat on the side and solemnly witnessed this 'recognition ceremony'.

At this time, no matter how careless Zhang Qian was, he had actually figured out what the two people were thinking, and judging from his posture of taking advantage of the situation, he obviously did not object.

From beginning to end, most of the people present were understanding, only the blonde girl always felt inexplicable.

The main reason is that she can't understand Chinese, and because of the different ethics and customs, she can't judge the development of things by her words and deeds.

In her eyes, this is the way it is.

Zhang Qian came here to ask for a few helpers, but he didn't expect to talk and talk, and he didn't know what the two 'mutants' had done wrong, so he suddenly 'knelt down and begged for mercy', and the surname Zhang seemed to be 'very angry', and he didn't help them up.

It wasn't until the two of them begged on the ground for a long time that Qian finally let go of their suspicions and 'forgiven' them.

Call...... It's so depressing.

Kara exhaled heavily, looking unaccustomed to the solemn atmosphere.

At this time, since the matter was over, Zhang Qian had no intention of keeping the rice, so he excused himself and left Kara.

......

Out of the door, the beautiful girl finally couldn't help it, and asked curiously, "What happened just now? Where are we going now?"

"Now, let's go find a few syringes and test tubes, then find someone, find a helper. ”

Zhang Qian answered halfway, but he didn't explain the relationship between himself and the old tailor, and of course he didn't explain his dirty thoughts.

There is no shadow of experiments and test products or something.

"Looking for whom?"

"Well, a thief, a funny, naturally extraordinary thief. ”

"You seem to know everything, don't you explain it to me?"

“...... , Zhang Qian knows everything. ”

Well, you win, Kara rolls her eyes and twists her head to the side.

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Intersections, traffic lights.

The traffic command booth during the Republic of China period is very distinctive, it is not on the ground, but like a bird's nest, built on the top of the traffic light.

This is a black and swarthy iron building, about two meters long, about 1.5 meters wide, and about 1.5 meters high, like a covered iron steamed bun, only two fingers are left between the top iron cover and the main iron box, and a two-foot square upper and lower passage is left at the bottom.

This style, even in broad daylight, is black inside.

Located at the intersection of Wenming Road and Fashion Street, there is also a special traffic booth here, but I also want to know that this kind of building is cold in winter and hot in summer, and naturally no official likes to stay on it.

In fact, the pavilion has been vacant for several years and has long since become a base camp for two homeless people.

Zhou Xingxing and Fat Tsai Cong have been staying here for a long time, and they have never seen a traffic police officer on duty inside, which is cheap for the two of them.

Today, the weather is exceptionally hot.

The sun made the tin box even hotter, and the two who had been hungry for a long time finally couldn't stand it anymore, so they had to run down to escape the heat, and by the way, they went to watch the fountain and poured a stomach full of water.

Then, the two brothers squatted beside the road to pick up cigarette butts, and looked at the passers-by with thieves in their eyes.

They don't mind slaughtering fat sheep if they have the chance.

These two are also unlucky, so far, murder, arson, rape, blackmail, plus kidnapping, Ah Xing and Fat Boy have never done it, and the mix is very miserable.

Two days ago, I finally got the love of the eldest brother of the Axe Gang, Ah Xing showed his two skills and took a task, although he failed to complete the task in the end, he finally joined the gang and became a ruthless person in society.

He thought that his time had come, but he didn't expect to open it in the wrong way, and he woke up again before the dream got into the main topic.

...... Last night, the thugs of the Axe Gang were almost wiped out, the gang boss and master were beaten to death by random punches, nearly half of the hall masters of all walks of life were also killed, and hundreds of backbone elites died and were crippled.

is so tragic, which means that the Axe Gang, which has just stepped into the overlord of the Demon Capital, has officially fallen, and the trees have fallen apart and are torn apart.

Ah Xing and Fat Tsai Chong, the two newcomers, did not participate in the tragic battle last night and picked up a life, but once they returned to the pre-liberation period, they became unpopular gangsters again.

After squatting for several hours, hungry and dizzy, after smoking a cigarette butt, he suddenly saw a pair of 'dog men and women'.

The man looked like a little white face, white and clean, his ten fingers did not touch the spring water, and his skin was a little whiter and tenderer than that of the young lady's wife.

Hehe, who does this kind of person kill if he doesn't slaughter?

Not to mention, there was a blonde girl next to that person.

Bah!

It's really a shame for the Republic of China!

Ah Xing poked the fat boy with his elbow and whispered, "Wake up, hey, there is a fat sheep ......"

Fat Boy Cong suddenly opened his eyes, wiped his mouth, and looked around like a fat Shar Pei.

"Wow...... Where's the fat sheep?"

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*3000 words big chapter, is this considered a plus?