Seeing this scene, Song Jiaxuan's face changed and at the same time, she immediately pressed the communication watch on her wrist.

This was discussed with Captain Huang in advance, if there was any trouble in the restaurant, he would immediately send a signal, and Captain Huang, who was secretly ambushing on the opposite street, would immediately bring someone to the rescue.

But after pressing it, Song Jiaxuan's face changed, "Bastard, turn on the signal shielding device." ”

Before ordering, Song Jiaxuan also looked at the watch, there was a signal, and the shielding device had obviously just been turned on.

Now it seems that turning on the signal shielding device is also a signal to turn the face.

"Zhuo Yifan, I can give you another chance. ”

A cold voice sounded, and after the crowd on the opposite side separated, a figure that Zhuo Yifan and Song Jiaxuan were very familiar with was revealed.

It is Zhou Changning, of course, not the real Zhou Changning, but a walking corpse.

Seeing this figure, Song Jiaxuan had mixed feelings in her heart, and she didn't know whether to regret or hate.

Naturally, he regretted what happened to Zhou Changning, but he was not the real Zhou Changning in front of him, and he only had endless hatred for the guy who controlled his body.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhuo Yifan and Song Jiaxuan were side by side, squeezed her hand lightly, telling her not to be swayed by her emotions, and stuffed something in her hand, which was a money sword.

"I'm Zhou Changning, Officer Zhou. The walking corpse replied with a faint smile.

"Zhuo Yifan, you have two choices now, the first choice, kill Song Jiaxuan, Yumi Inoue is your woman, you will be more beautiful in the future, and the second choice, you stay here together and become the new walking corpse. ”

Zhuo Yifan sneered and said, "Just a guy like you who hides your head and shows your tail, and you don't see people, you are not qualified to give me multiple-choice questions." ”

The walking corpse sneered and said, "Okay, well, at this moment, on behalf of the police, I will officially hunt down the murderer Zhuo Yifan, and if there is resistance, it will not matter if you shoot." ”

With an order, dozens of people from three directions immediately raised their weapons and killed.

"Can you handle it?" Zhuo Yifan asked in a low voice, tying his handbag around his waist by the way.

"No problem......" Song Jiaxuan responded immediately.

"If you encounter someone in black, you can directly use the palm thunder and money sword in the palm of your hand, and if you encounter someone in white, use martial arts. ”

Zhuo Yifan quickly finished speaking, and directly kicked the person who rushed towards him into the air.

Song Jiaxuan remembered what Zhuo Yifan said, and when she saw a man in black rushing over, she raised her left palm and slapped it.

With a "bang", while the guy screamed, he was directly slapped away, and Song Jiaxuan knew very well that her palm could not shoot people away like in martial arts movies.

Moreover, where the palm of his hand was slapped, a purple flame actually burned, and the guy howled in pain.

Song Jiaxuan's face was overjoyed, and she slashed with her backhand on a guy who rushed over with her money sword.

This small sword, which was all tied into a sword shape by red thread and copper coins, actually cut a big hole directly on this guy, and there were green light spots emitting from the hole, which quickly escaped.

The guy hurriedly covered the injured part with his hand, as if trying to block it, but he couldn't stop the escape of the green light spots. Finally, he fell to the ground with a thud, as if a man had lost too much blood and died.

Seeing this scene, Song Jiaxuan knew that this was not a normal person at all, or rather, it was not a person at all.

Another figure rushed over, Song Jiaxuan instinctively raised her hand and slapped it over, but found that there was no movement at all, and immediately thought that this was the man in white.

At the same time as this guy was about to cut down, she reacted quickly and kicked it first.

On the other side, Zhuo Yifan had already snatched a machete, and when he met the man in white, the machete in his hand flew and cut down the man in white one by one.

And when he met the man in black, the spirit rune in his left hand snapped on, and once the spirit rune was pasted, the spirit rune quickly burned into a ball of fire, and it seemed to be sucked, and it couldn't be removed at all.

The black-clothed men were burned into fireballs, and in the miserable howl, they were quickly burned to ashes, but when they rolled on the floor in pain, they did not hurt the floor at all.

Even if they came into contact with the people in white, the purple flames on their bodies could not contaminate the people in white.

This is because the flame produced by the spirit rune comes from the underworld, which is fundamentally different from the flame of the yang, which can incinerate everything in the yang, but cannot burn the objects in the underworld.

In the same way, the flames of the underworld can burn out the things that belong to the underworld, but they cannot shake the things that belong to the underworld.

"All the gods, go to deal with the policewoman, the others, kill Zhuo Yifan. ”

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan's speed of destroying the man in black was too fast, the walking corpse Ning immediately ordered.

The so-called Shishen is a kind of yin spirit thing controlled by Dongying Onmyoji, and the Onmyoji practiced Yin-Yang Dao, which originated in China and spread to Dongying in the sixth century, and then slowly rose Yin-Yang Dao.

Whether it is Dongying's Yin Yang Dao or the Dao techniques that are now popular in Huaxia, they are all inherited from Huaxia and are inseparable from them, so Zhuo Yifan's Dao is completely effective for them.

It was precisely because of this that the walking corpse had to change its strategy, and he also knew that Zhuo Yifan, a young mage, could not be underestimated in his cultivation.

Since there was no man in black, Zhuo Yifan quickly picked up a knife from the ground with his foot.

With two knives in his hand, the sword light and sword shadow, one by one the white-clothed people fell under his knife with a miserable howl, looking at his martial arts attainments, it was not much weaker than the Dao Law.

It is no wonder that Zhang Daoling was originally from the Han Dynasty, and it was an era when cold weapons were relatively prosperous.

In the era of cold weapons, in addition to talking about the benefits of weapons, martial arts or kung fu are also very important.

Because of this, there are powerful generals such as Guan Gong and Zhao Zilong, who are real generals with very strong personal combat power.

But with the advent of hot weapons, cold weapons and martial arts have become impractical, so they have gradually withdrawn from the stage of history, and it is difficult to appear like the martial saint Guan Gong.

However, what Zhang Daoling taught Zhuo Yifan was the oldest oriental martial art.

After more than ten years of hard training, even if it can't reach the same height as Guan Gong, it is not a problem to deal with modern people who no longer know what the essence of martial arts is.

The screams made Song Jiaxuan can't help but take the time to glance at them, and she was suddenly speechless, all the weird moves used by Zhuo Yifan, she had never seen it at all.

These moves are simple but not fancy, the key is also very practical, almost no knife misses, there is really a kind of domineering and heroic Guan Gong who has passed five levels and killed six generals.

Infected by Zhuo Yifan's pride, Song Jiaxuan was full of fighting spirit, regardless of the fatigue on her body, and fought back violently.

However, Song Jiaxuan is not a mage after all, whether it is the palm thunder or the money sword, the power exerted in her hands is less than one-tenth of Zhuo Yifan's, she can hurt these people in black, but she can't kill them with one blow.

Zhuo Yifan saw that Song Jiaxuan had some difficulty coping, threw the knife in his left hand and inserted it into the body of a person who rushed over, and then quickly reached out and touched the satchel on his waist, grabbed a few copper coins, and quickly punched them out.

The copper coin was like a bullet, and when it hit the black-clothed people besieging Song Jiaxuan, it shot into their bodies at once, and wisps of green smoke came out of the wound.

As the copper coin entered their bodies, as if a drop of fire oil was dripping into their bodies, they howled in pain, their combat power dropped greatly, and then they were easily extinguished by Song Jiaxuan.

The walking corpse and Inoue Yumi watched all this happen coldly, and their eyes became colder and colder when they saw their men fall one by one.

"Baga. The walking corpse cursed, and then coldly said to Inoue Yumi, "You go and deal with Song Jiaxuan." ”

"Hi. Inoue Yumi immediately responded, holding a katana in her hand, and rushed towards Song Jiaxuan without saying a word.

And the walking corpse himself, kicking away a subordinate who was blocking the way, also holding a katana, slashed at Zhuo Yifan fiercely.