Chapter 84 Keep talking

Entering the villa hall, Zhang Yuanqing quickly scanned the area and then rushed to the second floor.

He stopped at the stairs on the second floor. The door of the room at the end of the corridor was closed.

Standing at the door was a burly middle-aged man wearing a black vest, with muscular body and fierce face, just like a thug or bodyguard in a movie.

The villa was quiet. There was no one else except the strong man guarding the door.

"Wang Qian's sister should be inside. Xiahou Tianyuan tied her up and brought her here. Tsk, if he brought her with him, I would call Fu Qingyang directly."

He stuck his head out and observed the layout of the second floor. In his direction, there was a surveillance camera facing the room where the strong man was.

If I were Xiahou Tianyuan, I would definitely have someone keep an eye on the surveillance camera 24 hours a day. If there was any abnormality, I would immediately support Zhang Yuanqing and silently retracted his head.

At this time, the night tour time was over. He leaned against the wall of the stairs, recovering his strength while thinking.

There are two options for the current situation.

One: Leave quietly and notify Fu Qingyang to send someone to rescue the "hostage".

Two: Kill the robbers and take away Wang Qian's sister.

The first option seems to be more reliable, but after the official walker intervenes, his identity in this matter will inevitably be exposed.

Xiahou Tianyuan will know that it was the great Yuanshi Tianzun who ruined his plan.

In the past, Zhang Yuanqing was not afraid, because he had meritorious service and many trump cards. However, with the example of Wang Qian's sister, he had to consider whether Xiahou Tianyuan, who had no bottom line, would investigate his identity and then attack his family.

Car accidents and sudden deaths, these means cannot be procedural justice.

And he did not make a safe plan to assassinate Xiahou Tianyuan.

In comparison, the second option is more reliable, provided that he can fight quickly and not expose his identity. Xiahou Tianyuan's first suspicion must be the people of the Palace of Stop Killing, not the great Yuanshi Tianzun.

Zhang Yuanqing carefully considered the feasibility of the second plan:

"Xiahou Tianyuan can't send a Saint to guard an ordinary person. This level of walker will not do these rough jobs. The biggest limit is a Level 3 walker. The Xiahou family is a family of "bachelor" professionals, and there is no shortage of props. Among this group of people, there must be someone who controls a prop, at least one.

"The middle-aged strong man at the door gives me the feeling that he is very much like a fire master, with a strong aura, while the auras of the few outside are insufficient. This person should be the strongest."

After weighing, he decided to take a risk and first get rid of the three people outside as quickly as possible, and then kill the strong man at the door before Xiahou Tianyuan's people arrive.

The Level 3 Fire Master who controls the props is very powerful, which is a challenge for him.

"If it doesn't work, use the red veil. But the body must be destroyed." Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart: After all, she is the mother of my child.

He chose to save people alone, not for Wang Qian, but half for the anger in his heart and revenge on the Xiahou family, and half for Xiao Doubi.

He trained someone's son to be a spiritual servant, so he should repay this favor.

After sorting out his thoughts, Zhang Yuanqing opened the inventory and took out the disguise ring.

He had already figured out the functions and limitations of this ring. After putting on the ring, he could transform into that person by visualizing someone's appearance in his mind.

The limitation is that he cannot change his gender and cannot become more handsome than his original appearance.

[Note: Don't you have a good idea of ​​what you look like?]

That's what it means.

After putting on the ring, Zhang Yuanqing visualized Xiahou Tianyuan's appearance in his mind. After a few seconds, his appearance was distorted like water waves. When the ripples calmed down, he had turned into Xiahou Tianyuan.

Entered the night wandering state and went downstairs quietly.

In the backyard, three middle-aged men sat around a round table, basking in the late spring sun, drinking beer, eating food, and chatting.

"By the way, that woman is pretty." The middle-aged man with a big belly facing the living room gently stroked his belly, and encouraged his companions, saying:

"Brothers, do you want to have some fun? Young Master Tianyuan is just using her as a bargaining chip. As long as she survives, he won't care about these things."

The two companions didn't take the bait. One was eating barbecue and the other was drinking beer, saying:

"Okay, you make a phone call and ask for instructions. If Young Master Tianyuan has no objection, then we will go in and do her. "

The middle-aged man with a big belly smiled bitterly: "I'm just bored, so I'm looking for some fun"

His expression suddenly froze, and his eyes stared straight at the living room. On the thick carpet, at the door of the living room, a pair of brand new red dancing shoes rose and fell.

The scene was weird and terrifying.

The middle-aged man with a big belly shrank his pupils, and warned hurriedly: "Behind, behind you"

The two middle-aged men were startled and turned back suddenly.

When the three people's attention was attracted by the red dancing shoes, Zhang Yuanqing appeared behind the middle-aged man with a big belly, covered his mouth with his left hand, held the bloodthirsty blade in his right hand, and gently wiped his carotid artery.

The two middle-aged men heard a dull "woohoo" sound, and immediately turned around, seeing the middle-aged man with a big belly with a horrified face, seeing the blood fountain gushing from his neck, and seeing the young man with blood splashed on his side face.

"Master Tianyuan? "The two of them were shocked.

In their shock, they wasted too much time. Zhang Yuanqing swung his knife and stabbed the middle-aged man's chest on the left.

The opponent instinctively reached out to grab him, but he missed, and the willow blade shattered like a bubble.

Illusion.

The next moment, he felt a chill on his back and blood gushed out.

"Ye, Night Wandering God? "He spat out this sentence angrily and unwillingly, and slowly collapsed to the ground.

On the other side, the last kidnapper was about to respond when he saw the strange red dancing shoes rushing over with a clatter.

He instinctively swung his fist to meet the attack, but heard a click, the bone at the wrist pierced the skin, and the fist hung on the wrist.

Bang bang bang!

The red dancing shoes stepped on the kidnapper's chest at a very fast speed, continuously, and with great force.

The middle-aged kidnapper flew backwards and never got up again.

The whole process took less than ten seconds.

Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward and stabbed the bloodthirsty blade into the chest of the last kidnapper, allowing the weapon of the bewitching demon to absorb enough blood.

Holding the hilt of the knife, he felt a hot and majestic force rushing into his body.

The slight fatigue brought by the continuous night tour dissipated, and even his physical condition surpassed the usual peak.

The passive of the bewitching demon - bloodthirstiness.

Zhang Yuanqing, holding a bloodthirsty blade, walked into the living room in a dignified manner. As soon as he stepped on the soft carpet, a flash of fire lit up by the door and blew up his head.

But it was just an illusion.

The black vest sturdy man's fists were wearing red fingerless gloves at some point, and his punch missed, and his expression was slightly stunned.

At this time, the real Zhang Yuanqing appeared behind the sturdy man like a ghost and stabbed him in the back.

The attack of the Night Wanderer was silent and hard to defend, but at the moment when the tip of the knife pierced the skin and pierced the muscle, the fire master fell forward with amazing reaction power.

The "Night Wanderer" black vest sturdy man rolled up and raised his eyebrows: "You are not Master Tianyuan, who are you? "

At least the defense is broken, he will continue to bleed. Zhang Yuanqing ignored the other party's words, closed the door of the living room, and then hid his body, waiting for an opportunity to move.

At the same time, he quietly took out the Tianchan furnace, kicked it under the sofa, and issued a pursuit order to Hongwuxie.

Dadada. Hongwuxie took a brisk step and rushed towards the middle-aged strong man. Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to go around from the left and tried to attack the fire master with Hongwuxie.

If there is enough time, he can completely replicate the record of killing Ou Xiangrong in the underground garage. Unfortunately, not every battle can have such good conditions.

"Humph! "

The sturdy man in the black vest snorted coldly, and his gloved hands burst into flames, and he punched the red dancing shoes.

He soon experienced the helplessness of his dead companion, and the flames and fists penetrated the dancing shoes, followed by two "bangs" and severe pain in his chest.

The huge flying kick made his heart stop for a moment, and he staggered back.

Opportunity!

Zhang Yuanqing crouched down and rushed towards the enemy like a cheetah. At this time, he saw the sturdy man in the black vest stick his heels to stabilize his body, and hit his chest with both fists.

"Boom! "

It was like a high-explosive grenade exploded, and the heat wave and shock wave raged, sweeping across the huge living room. The carpet, sofa, and wooden cabinet were ignited, and flames rose high.

Zhang Yuanqing was also blown out, and he almost fainted from the pain all over his body. His hair was curled up, his clothes were on fire, and there were black and red burn marks on his face.

The strong man in the black vest turned pale, and seemed to have been hit by the backlash of the explosion. He rushed over fiercely, his back muscles swelled, and his right arm clenched into a fist and pulled back.

Snap! The air seemed to be torn apart.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was half dizzy, could not dodge, and chose the most correct response. He stretched out his hand and grabbed in the void, grabbing a yellow gem.

The next moment, a fierce fist fell on his face.

Bang, bang, bang. A dull sound echoed in Zhang Yuanqing's ears, and a heavier fist fell on his face and chest.

He seemed to have forgotten to resist, and was beaten so hard that he staggered back. Even his backward steps were extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a mountain on his shoulders.

The khaki halo covered his body, creating circles of tiny ripples. The force of his fists penetrated the defense of the "Steady One" orb and poured down on him. It was painful, but bearable.

Da Da Da!

The red dancing shoes came to rescue the useless owner, and kicked the fire master's waist with two powerful feet.

Zhang Yuanqing finally seized the opportunity, immediately took back the orb, thrust forward with the knife, and stabbed the fire master's abdomen with the tip of the knife.

At this time, the strong man in the black vest spontaneously combusted and disappeared in front of Zhang Yuanqing.

The next second, he appeared in the flames not far behind Zhang Yuanqing.

Fire!

After the strong man in the black vest appeared, he immediately kicked out a blazing fireball.

With the blazing wind behind him, Zhang Yuanqing rushed forward at the fastest speed, letting the fireball fly over his head, and then hit the wall not far away with a "bang", leaving a large area of ​​black.

He just fell down, and before he could enter the night tour, the second and third fireballs hit him one after another.

Zhang Yuanqing rolled sideways, avoiding the first fireball, and was hit by the second one in the waist. His clothes instantly caught fire, and he was hit by a burning pain.

Bang!

Two flying kicks gave him a chance to breathe again, and Zhang Yuanqing's rolling figure disappeared.

The strong man in the black vest dodged a frontal trampling, and suddenly felt a chill on his head. Then, he caught a glimpse of the night wandering god disguised as Master Tianyuan, quietly emerging on the left, swinging his knife.

"Humph, ghost tricks! "

This time, he did not take the initiative to fight back, but flicked his finger to shoot out a line of fire, easily shooting through the sneak attack of the Night Wanderer, turning the opponent into a bubble and dissipating.

But at this moment, the black vest man's eyes went dark and he lost his vision.

He was shocked and made a quick decision. He slammed his fists against his chest, creating a terrible flame and shock wave.

Boom!

The air wave shattered the TV, overturned the bonsai, and a raging flame burst out of the living room.

The black vest man was relieved that he was not sneak attacked. At this time, his vision was restored and the coolness on his head was gone.

Suddenly, an itch climbed up his throat, and he couldn't help coughing. The more he coughed, the more itchy it became. The black vest man bent over, his face flushed from coughing, and he fell to the ground from coughing, his hands and feet were sore and numb.

The red dancing shoes seized the opportunity and attacked frantically, trampling on the black vest man again and again.

At the staircase leading to the second floor, Zhang Yuanqing watched all this quietly. At his feet was a chubby baby with "tears in his eyes". His little hand was pulling the trouser leg of his master, and his other hand was pointing at the middle-aged man in the black vest, accusing him of being frightened by him just now.

Just now, it was the little funny guy who lay on the head of the fire master, and then was controlled by Zhang Yuanqing to change his vision.

The purpose was to force the strong man in the black vest to perform the "explosion" method again, because Zhang Yuanqing had keenly noticed before that this was a trick that killed one thousand enemies and hurt himself eight hundred.

All this was to pave the way for the "poison outbreak". When he stabbed the strong man in the black vest in the back with a knife, Zhang Yuanqing came up with a set of fighting methods.

The fighting method used red dancing shoes and bloodthirsty blades as consumption, and the Tianchan furnace as a killing move.

The toxin of the Tianchan furnace is continuously volatile. Theoretically, you will be poisoned if you take a breath, but the toxin is weak at first and ordinary people can bear it, so it takes time to accumulate.

But if the target person is in a very bad physical condition and very weak, his immunity will definitely decrease.

So, he made a plan to consume the enemy by chasing with the red dancing shoes and bleeding with the bloodthirsty blade, and then end the battle with the toad furnace.

And he was not gambling when he used the toad furnace so boldly just now, but was sure that his immunity would be stronger than the fire master. The strong vitality and self-healing ability of the night wandering god were his confidence.

The fire master does not have such a passive skill.

Seeing that the fire master finally stopped moving under the trampling of the red dancing shoes, Zhang Yuanqing was still worried and threw the willow blade as a flying knife.

The sharp blade nailed into the opponent's lower abdomen, and he was relieved. He did not delay any more, and fumbled for the toad furnace under the overturned sofa, and took this bronze-based, ebony-based prop back to the inventory.

Then, he took back the bloodthirsty blade and red dancing shoes, as well as the pair of gloves in the hands of the fire master.

At this time, the flames had begun to spread, burning fiercely, with a tendency to engulf the entire living room.

Zhang Yuanqing seized the time, rushed to the second floor, jumped high, and smashed the surveillance camera with one punch.

Thump, thump. He ran in the corridor with elm wood flooring and soon came to the door. Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing's pupils contracted violently and stared at the door.

A mobile phone lay there quietly, the screen of the mobile phone was on, and the call was ongoing.

The caller - Xiahou Tianyuan!