Chapter 132: The First Battle of the Elder Xiuzhen Legion (1/3 for the [Left-Handed First] Alliance Leader)
Where to go?
"Stop. Yu Wenguo said, his voice was not loud, but it seemed to be with a yin wind.
The black shadow trembled directly, and Yuwenguo had already followed out slowly, two figures, one in front of the other.
"What are you going to do?" said Yu Wenguo in the dark, following behind the dark shadow.
Holding on to the stairs, the black shadow glanced up and looked at Yuwenguo, who had a pale face.
"I~ I'm going home, I admit the wrong door. With that, the shadow hurried down the stairs.
It's said to be running, but the weird thing is that it's not fast.
Go home? Yu Wenguo was obviously not satisfied with this explanation.
I chased straight down the stairs like a float, and at the same time reached out to grab it.
Almost the next moment, Yu Wenguo only felt that his hand was touching the other party's arm as if it was touching the air, and he slashed it all at once.
However, the moment the two touched, Yu Wenguo's hand glowed green, and the black shadow's arm was smoking.
And then a scream.
The next moment, the black shadow didn't bother to take the stairs anymore, and jumped directly from the window of the corridor at the corner of the staircase.
It's not so much about jumping down as it is about rushing through.
Because in the process of jumping, the upper half of the body is on the window, and the lower half is through the wall.
"......" Yu Wenguo was even more stunned with a black line.
At the same time, he hurriedly followed the window at the corner of the stairs to look, and quietly, a white and frightening face looked down, expressionless.
Almost at the same time, there was a scream from downstairs, it was a child's.
"Ghost! Dad, there's a ghost! There's a ghost floating down from the fourth floor!" a little boy about four or five years old shouted in the direction of the fourth floor under the street lamp of the community downstairs, with some excitement.
"Run, Daddy, you see he's gone!" shouted the little boy, pointing to the location of the dumpster downstairs.
"What nonsense, how can anyone jump down!" was also startled by the shouting of his son.
It's just that somebody jumped off.
was scolding his son, thinking that his son was talking nonsense, but the next moment the young man saw the miserable white face on the window of the corridor between the fourth and third floors.
And when he saw that face, the owner of that face slowly receded, and then disappeared into the fourth-floor window in the night.
"I'm Cao!" In an instant, the young man was taken aback.
To be exact, I was so scared that I was about to pee.
"Hurry up, hurry up, there have been too many strange things in the past two days, go son, let's hurry home~"
"It's not that person's father, it's another, someone just ran out of the wall and jumped off the building, yes~"
"Okay, okay, hurry home~" As he spoke, the young man glanced at the staircase window again and wiped his cold sweat.
On the other side, Yu Wenguo, who had withdrawn his face from the window, had a black line.
"Go home?" Yu Wenguo muttered even more, looking at the house number of his house.
At this time, Yu Wenguo's phone rang, and it was Zhang Jiangang who called back.
The content is simple: you wait, I'll come right over!
On the other side, the figure just crawled out of the garbage bin and ran away, and then got into the corner of the neighborhood in an instant, and then the loiterer, the loiterer.
"Go home, go home~" The black shadow muttered to himself, his eyes were a little confused and trance-like.
I don't know when, the black shadow walked to the front of a store in the first phase of Longteng, and looked at a lively place with lights on.
Seeing this store with lights on, looking at the movement inside, the eyes of the black shadow froze.
And in this chess and card room, the sound of playing mahjong, the sound of playing poker and shuffling cards, and the pungent smell of smoky cigarettes.
There were young people, middle-aged people, and some old men in small flip-flop vests.
"Three of a kind!"
"Huh, ahhaha~~" The group of people who were playing mahjong shouted in shock.
"Is your head rusty? Can't you see that we're in the same group? You beat me, I've said I don't want to play cards with you, you have a problem with your IQ. "And another wave of poker players in the corner was quite lively.
One uncle pointed at his companion and sprayed endlessly, and the other uncle sprayed with a red face and a thick neck.
"How do I know, I thought you were the landlord's dog, what did you just do playing my cards? If you don't come out of a pair of twos, I'll leave early!"
"Ah, okay, okay, let's play, come and shuffle the cards. The fat man who won the landlord said with a smile, while collecting the playing cards and reshuffling them, and then re-dealing them.
At this moment, a figure sat down on the bench vacated by the three-person table, and did not speak.
"Brother?" Seeing the person sitting on the side, the fat man who had won just now said hello, and then took a sip of the tea on the table and then concentrated on playing cards again. "Ah~ This tea is good, 45678, Junko!"
While speaking, the fat uncle made a straight shot, and his heart was even more happy.
Without him, his own hand is very good, and there are two bombs, and the four two kings are here.
At the same time, the other two old men at the same table also glanced at the person sitting next to him, "Pretty faced, brother, you just moved into the community?" The old man in a gray undershirt on the left also said hello, "I'm sorry!"
As for the old man with reading glasses, he nodded, and then frowned and looked at the cards to himself, considering whether to play this straight.
"Ten JQKA!" gritted his teeth, and Uncle Reading Glasses punched out.
The three of them patronized and played cards, and they didn't notice that the old man who had just sat down had big eyes.
Look at the fat uncle, and then look at the reading glasses uncle, with shock in his eyes, as if it is a very incredible thing for these three old men to see themselves.
Subconsciously, the person wanted to get up and go. However, when he saw the fat uncle's card, the figure stabilized, and his eyes lit up.
"Uncle Zhao, who are you talking to?" The young man playing mahjong at the table next to him shouted curiously to the three masters who played cards.
Obviously, there are only three people sitting at that table, how can these three masters talk to the empty bench.
"Ahh
Hearing this, two of the masters were stunned, and even glanced at the person sitting next to him.
"Ah, what are you looking at, play cards, if you can't afford it, you can't afford it!" I saw the fat man say impatiently, and at the same time took a sip of tea with his free hand.
But at this time, someone moved.
I don't know when a hand reached out to my card, and then weirdly drew out his four twos, and then played out!
"Four twos~" When 'helping' himself to play four twos to suppress the straight, the figure next to him also said.
Poof~~ A sip of tea was sprayed, and the fat man wanted to kill angrily.
"What do you mean, brother!" rubbed it, the fat man stood up directly.
Next to him, the thin man and the old man with reading glasses also changed their faces.
Although there was a little bit of joy, the two uncles still felt that it was too much.
How can there be such a thing, just look at it, how can there be hands-on!
If you want to play cards, it's okay, the next four of us fight the landlord, but directly grab Lao Zhao's cards and help him play them, this is not like words.
Although he didn't stand up and question directly as angry as the fat uncle, the thin old man and the old man with reading glasses also looked at the pale and scary person who was sitting.
Looking at the face at the moment again, twitched, especially when the three old men all looked at themselves.
This 'man' was even more speechless.
At the same time, the young people around, including several old men and aunts, also came over.
The old men are okay, watching the excitement and waiting for the rhythm of the development of the event. But the young people were confused, and said in their hearts, Uncle Zhao, is this a convulsion?
And at this very time.
"It's not you who speak!What do you mean you!" Seeing that this person was silent, and looked at himself with strange eyes, the fat man was angry.
While speaking, the fat uncle directly pushed this 'person' with his hand.
The next moment, the fat uncle's face changed, the faces of the two uncles next to him changed, and even the faces of several old men watching the excitement not far away also changed!
Rub it, all the old men are on their feet!
I saw that a strange thing happened when the fat man surnamed Zhao pushed the person just now, obviously it was pushed to that person, but it was like seeing a ghost, Uncle Zhao's hand went directly to the person's body!
Not only that, but at the same time the man screamed, obviously a little uncomfortable.
"I'm Cao!" The uncles were frightened and even more confused.
"What's wrong, what's wrong, second uncle?"
"What's the situation, don't scare us, why are you all standing up?" The young people were even more confused, but their hearts were inexplicably furious.
And at this moment, the figure that the young people could not see but the masters could see stood up, turned around and was about to run.
"Stop!"
"Everyone, hurry up, don't let him run!!"
"Shut the door, quick!!"