Chapter 395: He's Going to Kill Me with His Own Hands

After I asked these questions, the drunkard fell silent.

He didn't say anything, but that slightly complicated expression seemed to tell a lot of things.

I'm sure he won't fight back if I hit him now. Even, I feel like he wants me to beat him up so that he can feel better?

I didn't say anything more, let go of his shoulder, took a deep look at him, and turned to go upstairs.

"I'm the same as Zhongli, sometimes, I can't help myself!"

There was a drunkard's voice behind him, with a little loneliness in the vicissitudes of life.

"You're not the same as the boss!" I didn't look back at this sentence and went straight upstairs.

In the second half of the night, it was quiet, and I forced myself to sleep, leaving all distractions behind.

The next morning, when I got up and washed, I couldn't help but smile wryly when I looked at my old face in the mirror.

It seems to be a little older than last night.

At the same time, I can clearly feel that the dead air in my body has also increased a little.

Under normal circumstances, I should be mentally exhausted, weak and weak, and at worst, I have to step into a coffin like one foot in the coffin. However, it is very strange that I am now extremely energetic, and I feel that the qi and blood in my body are even more vigorous than before, and there is no intention of decay.

The appearance of a sixty or seventy-year-old and the physique of a twenty-something, this is what I am talking about.

I stood shirtless in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at the black lotus mark on my chest and the human face mark on the back, stroking it with my old and rough fingers, the lotus mark on my chest and the human face mark kept squirming, as if responding to the touch of my fingers.

Dozens of black lotus seeds all submerged into the face mark behind me, filling in the outline of the face and making it clearer. That face is what I look like now, but with my eyes closed.

What happens when the face mark on the back opens its eyes?

The tyrant and the disciples said that there was a terrifying power in me, but I didn't feel it at all, and my intuition told me that when the face mark behind me opened my eyes, the so-called hidden power inside me should explode.

I stared at the old face in the mirror and whispered, "The disciple's words are very true, people can't always live in the past, they have to look forward. The past is cloudy, and in this life, I will not be at the mercy of anyone, even if you are my past life! ”

After saying this, my mood suddenly improved a lot, and I walked out of the room.

Outside the hotel, all the yin soldiers who occupied a street disappeared, and there were many people hanging out in the entertainment street, as if they had no memory of what happened last night.

There was an old bus parked outside the hotel, which Catgirl had brought in at the behest of the drunkard.

Seeing the minibus, I looked at Tang Xiaoya and the others who were already ready to go in the hall, and immediately understood what they meant, thinking that they were all going to Suzhou City.

Of course, this is indispensable for the drunkard's demagogy!

looked at Tang Xiaoya, who was absentmindedly playing with the blood-red bell, and the butcher who was sharpening a large kitchen knife......

They are all resolute, and they have a posture of not breaking Loulan's oath and not returning it.

Including the silly dog that was held in Lan Yao's arms, he was constantly licking its small paws that had just exposed its pointed head, looking like it was ready to do a big job.

Little Nineteen's figure also appeared at the top of the stairs, poking its head out and sneaking around like a thief, and when it found me looking at it, it suddenly showed a flattering smile, and pitifully said to me that it also wanted to go to Sioux City to be the doppelganger of King Taishan.

Seeing that they all looked impatient, I sighed and couldn't help but say, "You all stay in the hotel, this time I will go to Sioux City, and I will go with the drunkard......"

Seeing Tang Xiaoya's unwilling looks, without waiting for them to respond, I said in a deep voice: "You guys go, except for dragging their feet, basically it's not much use." Those guys from the Daomen have already passed last night, and we are not prepared to fight with great fanfare this time, sneaking in, the fewer the number of people, the more convenient it is......"

"In case of any unexpected situation, the drunkard and I can retreat quickly, no need to say anything, just wait for news at the hotel!"

"Whew~"

"Smack~"

After slapping the unconvinced stupid dog on the head, I whispered to Lan Yao: "Don't worry, I'll be fine, just wait for me here!" ”

Lan Yao looked at me with some concern, but finally nodded.

I walked out of the hotel and got into the old bus with the drunkard, and he sat directly in the driver's seat, and Xuankong followed us on the bus, ignoring what I had just said.

I glanced at the drunkard, who shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Now he has to follow me wherever I go, for fear that I will suddenly hang up!" ”

"Huh?" I looked at the drunkard suspiciously.

The drunkard smiled, glanced at Xuankong, who exuded a cold aura, and said to me: "He wants to kill me with his own hands, and I promised him, so I can't easily die in the hands of others before I am killed by him himself!" ”