After drawing the talisman on the yellow mounted paper printed with Wei Ba's toe print, I pasted a paper kite the size of two palms, went to the village to find Tao Danian to borrow a bicycle, and rode the kite all the way down in the direction pointed by the kite.

Two hours later, I came to a large black iron gate.

The iron gate faces the street, and the two sides of the road are planted with plane trees.

Far away, you can cross the high courtyard wall and see the European-style villa that shows a corner inside.

Releasing the string in his hand, the kite staggered over the wall and landed in the courtyard of the villa.

I went up and banged on the door.

A small window opened on the iron door, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman, looking at me vigilantly, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"As soon as I reported the trouble to Wei Baye, I said that I would enter Zhou Cheng after running to the sea and come to visit."

"You're in the wrong place, there's no Wei Baye here!"

The middle-aged woman coldly dropped a sentence and was about to close the small window.

I smiled at her, "Open the door." ”

She froze for a moment, and then the deadbolt clattered.

A small door opened on the large iron gate.

I stepped through the door.

In front of him was an open lawn.

Behind the lawn is a large three-storey villa.

This place will not be newly built, it can only be the property of a wealthy family before liberation.

Being able to live in such a place is in itself a manifestation of the strength of the network.

is also an old immortal master, Ge Xiu can only live behind his own medicine hall, which is not comparable to Wei Ba's pomp.

It is only in this kind of place that the door is closed is an independent world, and outsiders will not know who the real Wei Ba is.

The kite landed on the lawn.

I walked over and picked it up, removed the bamboo branches, folded them carefully, and walked over the lawn towards the villa.

Before I could get close to the villa, I saw a large group of people running out of Hulala, all of them in small flat-headed jeans and black vests, revealing large tattoos, carrying machetes, steel pipes and iron chains in their hands, blocking my way with great momentum.

Although it is a little out of place with this manor villa, this is the scene of a serious warlock, and it would be really strange if a group of bodyguards in suits and leather shoes ran out and pulled out a bunch of guns.

Driving the wrestler is a consumable for the warlock to walk and run errands, fight out of the shelf and grab the turf, and it does not need to be carefully cultivated like the attendant protector, and it is generally used to recruit some mixed skins on the ground, so that it can quickly gather into a momentum.

Although Wei Ba has been operating in Jincheng for a long time, he obviously does not have the idea of cultivating driving wrestlers by himself, and still uses the old method, at most, he has equipped them with uniform clothes.

Generally speaking, these people do not live with the warlock for a long time, but are scattered outside, giving some money to support, and when they need to do something, they will be called together by the leader of the wrestlers.

Now they all came out as soon as they were alarmed, indicating that Wei Ba was startled by the burning cruise ship, and he felt insecure, so he gathered all his wrestlers to the residence to protect himself.

He must have seen the root of the Yin Nail in the Dharma Protector.

As the top existence in the entire Jincheng rivers and lakes, the only people who can make him feel threatened and uneasy are the four people in the same position.

These driving wrestlers can't stop real warlocks, but they are enough cannon fodder to stall time, consume spells, and obscure.

I stopped, didn't look at the thugs named Lux, but looked up in the direction of the balcony of the villa.

The balcony was empty, but I knew someone was watching me from that position.

"There is chaotic qi in the veins, Ge Zu is divided into yin and yang, Ming is thirty-eight, and today I am in my body. The old sand boat ran to the sea and ran the old ginseng, begging to hang a bag and show his true body. ”

I pinched the Dharma seal and bowed in the direction of the balcony.

Breaking into the door and entering the house first, this is an attitude.

There was no echo in the direction of the balcony.

But after a while, the mountain-like Yan Jing appeared at the door of the villa first and walked straight over.

"Mr. Zhou, please see the old immortal, you are not qualified enough, please go back. Brothers, give Mr. Zhou a ride for the old immortal. ”

The gang of wrestlers raised their knives, raised their sticks, and picked up their chains, and slowly pressed up.

This is not really sending it out, but sending it on the road.

The door of the sitting tiger is not so easy to climb.

If a character like me who has no name and no roots wants to enter the house in front of this kind of character, he must first show the power of thunder that is enough to match this treatment!

If I don't show my authority, people won't look at me equally!

I smiled slightly, threw a cigarette into my mouth, took a deep breath, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said with a smile: "Eighth Master Wei is mistaken, I am not here to ask to see him, but to remind him." This doesn't meet, how can you be reminded? ”

Those wrestlers were unsteady and crumbling.

Yan Jingxian's face changed, and he immediately held his breath, but instead of retreating, he took a step forward and punched me in the face.

Almost at the same time, all the wrestlers who had been fascinated by the smoke regained their spirits and rushed at me again with a roar.

This is Wei Ba's home field, and it's no wonder that he can't even prevent this trick of shooting flowers.

I stood still.

Yan Jing's fist was just halfway through when the wound on his arm cracked, and blood sneered.

There are also dense red spots that quickly spread towards the shoulder.

The iron fist with the wind and thunder softened weakly.

I've been to my yard, how could I get out of it.

This move had already been foreshadowed when he made an apology with six knives and twelve holes.

And this foreshadowing didn't just fall on him.

Almost at the same time as his arm was bleeding, all the wrestlers who rushed up had the same cuts on their arms, and they were bleeding out, and they were more urgent.

For a while, everyone was bloody, and their bodies were weak, and they couldn't even hold the guys, and they fell to the ground.

They relied on their unity with Yan Jingxian to resist the smoke of the flower beating, and in turn, the spell that Yan Jingxian endured would also work on them.

Any kind of surgery has its own two-sidedness.

If you receive it, you will suffer it.

I walked slowly, again to the villa in front of me.

Don't let it, with the ability to show thunderous means, you can still enter the house.

Yan Jing dodged in front of me first, although his arms were bleeding and he couldn't lift them, he still had no intention of getting out of the way.

But the other wrestlers did not have the perseverance and courage of him, and they had already fallen to the ground crying one after another.

Normal people who see themselves inexplicably open a bunch of mouths and sneer at blood are not afraid!

I shook my head, "Get out of the way, there's no need to put your life on the line for this, your old fairy is destined to see me, even if you take your life, it's in vain." ”

The muscles on Yan Jingxian's face twitched, but he had no intention of getting out of the way.

I sighed and was about to make a move when sparse applause rang out on the balcony.

"Good means, get out of the way first, and invite Mr. Zhou to come into the house to speak."

I looked up at the balcony.

A man stood against the light, unable to see clearly, only to see that he was wearing a cyan robe.

But I recognize the voice.

It was the one who walked on tiptoe.