Chapter 98 Warning
Because he knows in his heart that if he doesn't knock down the other party desperately, he will die in unspeakable pain!
People who are targeted by Jiuju will die inexplicably and miserable, and their souls will never survive!
"Ha ha, it seems that you still want to try. Can you escape my palm by yourself?" The ugly man smiled, but his neck began to swell...
"Puff!" A thick venom spewed out! This venom is fierce, and the heavy show with little physical strength can no longer resist...
Suddenly, a figure took Chongxiu away in an instant, and the venom fell to the ground and sizzled, and a boulder was corroded in an instant.
"You are..." Aomori Chongxiu's eyes were already dark at this time, but he was so tall that he could save himself.
"Do you want to touch our guests and ask us to promise?" Zhang Bowen put a cigarette butt in his mouth and grinned, "Oh, your face... is really amazing! There is a big villain in our movie. Are you interested in a guest appearance?
"It's not a dead guy!" The ugly man was immediately furious. Although he looked like this, he was extremely concerned about what others said about him. He lay down, returned to his previous state, and disappeared between the terracotta warriors and horses in an instant.
"Beware of his disguised invisibility!" Aomori Chongxiu's eyes had been covered with blood and shouted, "He is wearing clothes that can change color!"
Invisibility?
Zhang Bowen smiled and slowly closed his eyes.
When the ugly man lurking in the dark saw this scene, he muttered a little: Why did you close your eyes? Will he be 'unmoved'?
Japan has a similar move, which is to judge the enemy's moves with their ears, which is called unmoved in Japan.
In fact, it was earlier in China, which is called listening and debate.
It's just that those who will use this kind of trick first are all famous hidden weapons, and they are all called sideways.
In Japan, this kind of side door has become 'aoyi' and 'authentic'; because the Japanese pay great attention to practical effects.
"Looking for death!" The ugly man suddenly rushed out of the corner and sprayed a stream of venom!
Zhang Bowen is like a long eye behind his back, and his body is turned upside down, accurately falling on the other party's head!
The weight of his whole body pressed on the other party's spiritual cover, but he failed to make the other party instantly lose his ability to fight.
"Bastard!" The ugly man suddenly grabbed up with his steel claws, but was stepped on the bridge of his nose by Zhang Bowen, and his face suddenly blurred.
"Now, even the villain can't do it..." Zhang Bowen sneered and landed: "I can only be a corpse prop."
A red gas rose in the palm of his hand and instantly turned into a poisonous cloud!
The tricks of Xing Tian's cultivation came in handy at this time. The poisonous cloud seemed to be conscious and chased after the other party!
The ugly man was beaten and turned around. When he saw something rushing over, he knew that it was not a good thing and instinctively avoided it.
But he didn't know the power of the poisonous cloud. In an instant, he was caught up by the other party and his body was wrapped...
"Ah! Ah!"
Aomori Chongxiu, who fell to the ground, closed his eyes, because his opponent's death was too tragic. Du Yun almost corroded the ugly man's body from flesh to skeleton!
The process of this process is creepy when people think about it!
"Huh! Dare to provoke me! Looking for death!" Zhang Bowen turned his head with a smile and said, "Are you all right, man?"
"You... you have also provoked Jiu Ju Yimen..." Chongxiu was a little happy in his heart, and now he may have a glimmer of life.
Jiuju is extremely powerful and acts strangely. If you fight alone with it, it is estimated that it will be more or less good. If you pull a giant like Pan Hongsheng, maybe...
A few hours later, Pan Hongsheng walked out of the ward.
Aomori Chongxiu has been diagnosed and treated by a doctor. Although he is still in a coma, his life is no longer in danger.
"The venom is so powerful that it almost corrodes the bones!" Pan Hongsheng's face was deep: "Jiuju? Bowen, how's the opponent?"
"No strength, but it's dangerous!" Zhang Bowen shrugged his shoulders: "But that's just for ordinary people, the body protection can completely resist those things."
"Don't be careless..." Pan Hongsheng remembers that the old man once said something about the art of Jiuju to Yin. At that time, he seemed to have invested in building a building in Shanghai, which caused controversy among many people in Taoist sects.
However, this tradition in China is regarded as dross and garbage. Not only do people who study are withered, but also regarded as a side door, and no one listens to their voices at all.
After countless years, the old man knows a lot of things. He once said at that time that he had a hard time solving this problem and set up a reverse mark inside the building, which made the boundary of the original annihilation.
He still doesn't trust these strange things.
Listening to Zhang Bowen's narration, the other party is not using anything extraordinary. Poisoning is really no threat to them, but it is also extremely dangerous.
The situation when Zhao Qing was poisoned last time was still vivid in his mind. He doesn't want the past to happen again.
"Brother Sheng, do you want to gather your brothers?"
"No, it's useless to have many people. You just need to let the flower demons and black scorpions come."
Pan Hongsheng drew a ** on the paper.
This is the symbol of Jiujuyimen, and it is also something that makes all Japanese smell different.
He doesn't like **. Every time he drinks ** tea, he will be depressed. In fact, he doesn't like the set of sinister things in Japan. If it hadn't been for the partnership with Aomori Chongxiu, he wouldn't have saved him.
In his mind, there is only one person who can make him have a little respect, that is, Shanxian Changhui.
I remember that when I was in danger in Tianxinju, the other party stood up to save himself and thoroughly interpreted what the real samurai was.
Saving the weak and not afraid of power, loyalty is the real samurai.
Just like the domestic culture is poisoned by the Jurmans, the Bushido culture in Japan is smoky and miasma caused by the wave of Meiji Restoration, which brings shamelessness and greed, and makes the originally less pure national spirit even more obscene.
Pan Hongsheng does not want to be like some unrealistic people, but will only deliberately belittle his opponents.
In fact, the lower you degrade your opponent, the lower you appear to be.
If the Japanese army really becomes all kinds of targets, all kinds of props and all kinds of objects of broken corpses, and even can't fight against bows and arrows face to face with guns, then isn't it even lower-even if we fought with them for eight years before defeating Japan with the support of the Soviet Red Army?
The old man told him that the Japanese army was a group of efficient and extremely cruel war dogs, and at that time, after years of war, the Republic of China was similar to Japan in the early days of the Tokugawa shogunate. At the weakest time, I met the strongest enemy.
And Jiuju has always been active in the battlefield of World War II, but at that time, most of them were dispatched to the Pacific battlefield, and few people really fought with the old man.
At this time, he confronted this opponent more than half a century ago again. Pan Hongsheng was a little excited: the old man's opponent is now my opponent! I don't know if the old man has any information about Jiuju?
He checked the stored information during World War II from the National Security Group, all with top-secret words.
This kind of information cannot be consulted by ordinary members of the national security group. Only people with positions like him are qualified to view it.
The killing process of three Jiuju warlocks is introduced above.
At that time, it was a unit led by the old man who fought against the Japanese Yamazaki Hanzo United Team mixed with warlocks in the wild mountainous area. Although the number of the other party was not large, there was a warlock's inspection to predict their ambush position.
At that time, thousands of soldiers were killed, and the opponent was defeated in front of him.
It is not only because the military literacy level of the other soldier is relatively high, but also because the spells of the three warlocks are extremely strange, which can make the condescending guerrilla tigers eat hedgehogs and can't conquer the target for a long time.
In the end, the old man went into battle in person and killed three people under extremely dangerous circumstances, which completely defeated the army.
The old man is on a mission abroad at this time, and it is not realistic for Pan Hongsheng to know his specific situation.
"Boss! No, someone blocked the door!" Secretary Xiaomi broke into the office in panic and cried, "A strange old man blocked the door and put down a lot of strange things, and several bodyguards couldn't do anything about him!"
"How can it be! How dare you be wild here! Looking for death!" Hearing this, Zhang Bowen immediately bulged his blue veins on his head: "I'll kill him!"
Pan Hongsheng looked down from upstairs and saw the old man below wearing gray clothes and setting up a petal-shaped formation.
I don't know what the other party is using, and the shining distance is still very clear.
"A door of nine chrysanthemums?" Pan Hongsheng wanted to stop Zhang Bowen, but it was too late.
Zhang Bowen aggressively took more than a dozen people downstairs. He saw several bodyguards lying beside the old man grinning in pain, while the old man sat cross-legged and peacefully.
"Pretrate garlic in front of the young master?" Because Zhang Bowen hasn't been a star for a long time, he rarely has the opportunity to say rude things. Whenever he encounters this kind of thing, he seems to be particularly positive. He knew that the pawn behind him was also killed, so he stood up to fight in person.
"Finally, a general came. These little fish and shrimps are getting tired of me to death." The old man opened his eyes leisurely, and his eyes were very peaceful.
"Just as you said, go to hell." Zhang Bowen doesn't like nonsense, so he greets you with a punch!
The old man's body is very dry, but his action is very agile! He retreated like an arrow, which was faster than Zhang Bowen!
But Zhang Bowen was not a nobody. He immediately realized that this kind of ordinary attack did not work. He was immediately lucky. After a punch, he drove the air and attacked the other party in a cylindrical way!
At this time, Zhang Bowen is no longer the same!
After practicing in Xingtian, he can already use the boxing style to hurt people!
The old man was hit by the wind in the air, "Oh" and then he turned over and knelt on one knee.
"It's really not easy! At a young age, you will use boxing to hurt people..." The old man oozed blood from the corners of his mouth, but he was smiling: "Are you Pan Hongsheng?"
"I am Zhang Bowen, the first general under Pan Hongsheng! You remember it for me!" Zhang Bowen punched with confidence. He was about to come forward, but he heard a call from Pan Hongsheng behind him and immediately retreated to the side.
Over the years, Zhang Bowen has also grown a lot and knows when to go.
Pan Hongsheng came over slowly and looked at the other party indifferently: "Jiuju's door? Finally, you are here. Are you the pen of Jiuju?
"No, I'm Iwata Kamimura, the suzerain of Jiuju. I'm ordered to give you a warning!" Although the old man was injured, he still stood up straight: "Our pen Jiuju Zhenhong said that we don't want to conflict with you for the time being, but you must give up the help again!" His head has been booked by our friend. You can't take care of this matter!"
Pan Hongsheng didn't say anything, and Zhang Bowen sneered.
After a long time, Pan Hongsheng said with a smile, "I really admire you. Can you hold on for so long after suffering from the Bowen boxing style? Isn't it hard?"
The other party immediately described it as withered: He... can see it all!
"Your doorkeeper sent you here because you don't have any useful value, right? It seems that you have passed the age of Huajia. It is not easy for people at this age to survive by using this kind of side-door life-lossing thing. Do you still have to undertake the task of a messenger who has no return? Pan Hongsheng couldn't help shaking his head: "I really sympathize with you, but I can't help you anymore. You are too weak and have been holding on for so long. I don't want to harm such an old man again. Go back and see your family for the last time."
After the old man heard this, the belief forcibly supported was removed in an instant and fell down.
"What should I do?" Zhang Bowen has begun to disperse the crowd.
The old man muttered, "It's really awesome... He is not only strong in ability, but also has such courage. The old man knows that the pen is for me to die, but as the suzerain of Jiuju, he has to be ordered to act; young man, kindly advise you: Don't fight with Jiuju Zhenhong indoors!"
After saying that, he walked away in a daze and walked crookedly way.
Is Jiuju really red?
Pan Hongsheng wrote down the name, which sounded like a woman, but the old man and Aomori Chongxiu were full of awe when they mentioned it.
What kind of woman is this?
The guards who fell to the ground stood up. The mental interference technique just emitted by the old man is quite powerful, which can make several people's bodies out of control.
Of course, it's just ordinary people.
In the face of a master like Zhang Bowen, there is still no chance of winning.
Is this the other party throwing stones and asking for directions?
Pan Hongsheng stood in front of the door. He seemed to feel a pair of eyes staring at him.
The eyes seemed to carry some kind of power, and a gust of wind blew and extinguished the smoke in his mouth...