Chapter 335 Unexpected Enemy

Listening to Yuanshi Tianzun's serious tone, Guan Ya and Wei Yuanzhou looked at Baihu Wansui at the same time.

"Illegal and disorderly things." Baihu Wansui's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he stammered:

"Why do you suddenly ask this? I, um, sometimes I also use my position to make some side jobs and earn some extra money. You know, the money given by the organization is not small, but I have to save at least five years to pay the down payment for a house in Jinghai City.

"But I just make some extra money, only a few hundred thousand, I know my limits, and besides, everyone does this"

Wei Yuanzhou on the side coughed and said unhappily:

"That's you, I have never made any side jobs. Don't blame your mistakes on the environment and society. As long as you keep your heart, no matter how much filth there is, it can't erode your will. "

Bai Hu Wansui suddenly felt ashamed:

"Brother Wei, I can't compare with you. You are famous for your integrity in our branch, but you see, you don't go along with everyone, you are excluded, and you are not a deacon yet."

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Guan Ya, who nodded slightly.

It is definitely not a shady business, but when it comes to breaking the law, Bai Hu Wansui only said that he made quick money, and he was weak and mentally ill. If he lied, he would definitely not be able to hide it from Guan Ya. Zhang Yuanqing's brows gradually frowned.

Guan Ya said:

"You have a good rest. We will be guarding in the hospital these days. If the murderer who assassinated you dares to come, we will take him down for you."

After that, she saw Yuanshi Tianzun hunched his back and walked out of the ward silently.

"Where are you going!" Guan Ya asked.

"I'm going to the bathroom! "Zhang Yuanqing replied.

Go to the bathroom and flush your descendants into the toilet. Damn it. I must find a way to get a prop to suppress desire in the future. Zhang Yuanqing cursed in his heart.

Ten o'clock in the evening, Wuhen Hotel.

Two battery cars drove across the bumpy road, turned a corner, drove towards the hotel, and finally stopped at the door.

Kou Beiyue, who was wearing a deliveryman's uniform, opened the takeaway box, took out a large pile of food boxes, led his little brother, and walked into the hotel with his head held high.

"Xiaoyuan, I brought you a midnight snack. Alas, two people delivering food, making money is fast!"

Kou Beiyue put the food at the front desk and said proudly.

The little fat man took off his helmet, diligently unpacked the express delivery, and expressed his doubts:

"Two people delivering food will definitely make more money than one person, but boss, there are many ways to make money, why do we deliver food? "

Kou Beiyue said as a matter of course:

"Because I don't know anything else."

The little fat man opened his mouth, but found himself speechless, so he could only untie the bag and put out the food boxes one by one.

After a few seconds, he expressed his doubts again:

"No, it's not easy to make money. Boss, you are a saint now, you can sell the props of the extraordinary stage, isn't it easy to become a millionaire."

Without waiting for Kou Beiyue to answer, Xiaoyuan said lightly:

"If the props of the extraordinary stage are no longer used, we will give them to the extraordinary practitioners in the organization to improve their ability to deal with danger and ensure their survival rate. "

The little fat man suddenly realized.

He knew that there was a loose organization under Master Wuhen, which was scattered everywhere on weekdays. When the master gave lectures, everyone would gather at Wuhen Hotel.

At this time, the sound of the elevator "ding" came from deep in the hotel, and then an old man with a bitter face and wrinkles came out of the hotel.

He wore a pair of wrinkled old leather shoes, a cheap short-sleeved shirt worth more than ten yuan, and equally cheap black trousers.

The old man's skin was shiny black and full of wrinkles, like an old farmer working hard in the fields, or a day laborer working hard on the construction site to make a living.

You can easily see the vicissitudes of life on his face.

"Uncle Zhang?"

Kou Beiyue saw the old man and showed a look of surprise, saying: "Why are you here? I just bought a midnight snack, let's eat together."

The old man with a bitter face shook his head slightly, "I went to Master Wuhen to solve my doubts. I have something else to do, so I won't eat. "

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Kou Beiyue and asked, "I heard from Xiaoyuan that your sister's case has been closed?"

Kou Beiyue nodded vigorously:

"I will not be obsessed anymore, and I will concentrate on practicing with Master Wuhen. By the way, it was Yuanshi Tianzun who helped me overturn the case. Uncle Zhang, do you know him?

"That guy is a talent. I have to admit that he is a little better than me. He is very friendly to people like us. I will introduce him to you another day."

Hearing this, a sincere smile finally appeared on his weathered face:

"That's good, that's good. Beiyue, you are lucky."

He seemed to be not good at speaking, and he kept repeating words like "lucky" and "that's good", and then the atmosphere became cold, and he looked at the fat boy awkwardly and dully.

Kou Beiyue hurriedly introduced:

"He is our new member 'Good Minister Choosing Master and Killing', my younger brother. Uncle Zhang is an old senior in our organization, with a very good personality."

It can be seen that Kou Beiyue likes this kind elder very much.

An honest farmer, a little dull, a little stupid, not good at speaking, not good at socializing.

This is the first impression of the fat man on Uncle Zhang.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Uncle Zhang!"

A look of helplessness flashed across the slightly dull face of the old man.

Kou Beiyue said:

"Uncle Zhang, Xiaoyuan said that you were beaten by official people a while ago? Who did it? Is it serious? I am a saint now, I can take my younger brother to avenge you."

Uncle Zhang was silent for a while, shook his head: "It's not a big deal, Beiyue, Xiaoyuan, I'll go back first."

Nodded to the fat man again.

Kou Beiyue said, "Take care."

When Uncle Zhang walked out of the hotel, Kou Beiyue said to the little fat man:

"Uncle Zhang is old enough to be my grandfather, but everyone calls him Uncle Zhang, so I call him that too, just follow me.

"He is a little dull, but he has a good heart and is willing to help the younger generation. If you need any help in the future, you can ask Uncle Zhang, but Uncle Zhang doesn't come to Wuhen Hotel very often, so you don't see him usually. Alas, I didn't buy much supper, it's good that Uncle Zhang left, otherwise there wouldn't be enough to eat. "

Freelancers are kind-hearted? If someone else said so, the fat guy would sneer, but after a few days of understanding, he knew that this was a self-redemption organization.

Xiao Yuan looked at the old man's back and frowned slightly.

Jinghai People's Hospital.

In the lounge outside the intensive care unit, Zhang Yuanqing sat in a high-backed chair, with a lunch box and canned beer on the table.

"Captain Wei, how long have you been promoted to a saint? Why haven't you been promoted to a deacon yet? "Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of iced cola and looked at the man opposite.

The entire floor of the intensive care unit has been cleared, and ordinary patients have been transferred to other wards. Official walkers have been arranged to guard the corridors and elevator entrances.

Guan Ya, who has insight, took over the hospital's monitoring room, while Xiao Lu Cha was in the ward next door, using props to monitor the surrounding movements.

Just wait for the murderer to arrive, and everyone will attack him in groups.

Wei Yuanzhou turned a can of beer in his hand and smiled, "To be promoted to a deacon, you must have three or more C-level merits, or one B-level. Everyone says that B-level merits are exchanged for life, and A-level merits can only be obtained by elders. You are a genius and don't understand the bitterness of ordinary walkers. "

"No, no, no, my merits were also exchanged for my life." Zhang Yuanqing retorted, sighing:

"I thought you were excluded because you didn't go along with the crowd, as Baihu Wansui said. "

Wei Yuanzhou said seriously:

"Integrity is the bottom line. I am not very sociable, but I cannot say that I am excluded. As long as you concentrate on your work, the organization will always notice you. It just takes time."

"I am superficial. I will punish myself with a glass of Coke." Zhang Yuanqing raised the can of Coke.

He admired this mild-tempered and feather-loving plague god. He was thinking about whether to dig him to Songhai. Although he could not be a deacon in Songhai without enough merit, he could recommend him to Fu Qingyang and let Wei Yuanzhou be the patrol leader.

Because the patrol team chases wanted criminals, it is more suitable to accumulate merit. When the merit is accumulated enough in the future, Wei Yuanzhou can return to Jinghai City to serve as a deacon.

It is still very difficult to serve as a deacon in Songhai. As a municipality, Songhai is usually served by level 5 or 6 saints.

There are not many level 4 saints.

Wei Yuanzhou smiled and raised the beer can, and took a sip.

Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Captain Wei, have you considered it?"

Suddenly, Xie Lingxi's urgent voice came from the headset:

"Brother Yuanshi, I heard my colleagues who were patrolling in the corridor fell to the ground. There was a brief fight. Their heartbeats were still there. They were not dead, but just unconscious."

The attackers really came! When did they sneak into the hospital? Why didn't Guan Ya give a warning? There was no surveillance in the corridor. He chose to clear out the enemies in the corridor first. Zhang Yuanqing stood up suddenly.

Wei Yuanzhou, who was opposite the table, also put down the beer can, his face solemn.

He also wore a headset and heard Xie Lingxi's words.

Zhang Yuanqing pressed the headset and said:

"Did you hear the attacker's footsteps? In what direction?"

Xie Lingxi's voice came: "He's coming, coming to our floor. Hmm."

The voice in the headset stopped abruptly, replaced by the delicate moan of Little Green Tea.

The next second, Zhang Yuanqing and Wei Yuanzhou at the round table felt their legs soften, their heads dizzy, and strong fatigue and sleepiness surged all over their bodies.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing heard the sound of extraordinary walkers falling to the ground in the corridor.

Wei Yuanzhou quickly took out a tender green leaf from the inventory, held it in his mouth, and said in a deep voice:

"It is a colorless and odorless paralytic gas. The source should be the ventilation duct or central air conditioning. It is not very toxic, but it will seriously weaken our combat effectiveness."

He immediately judged the attacker's method based on the situation of his colleagues.

The more toxic the poison, the heavier the smell, and it will be detected immediately. The attacker is very smart. He used the hospital's ventilation system and blunt knives to cut the flesh, paralyzing the official walkers in the building bit by bit.

Zhang Yuanqing said, "I guessed it."

What tactics would a psychic who is good at using toxins adopt when outnumbered?

When the patrol team discussed privately, Li Chunfeng speculated that the poison gas would be transported through the ventilation ducts.

So Zhang Yuanqing arranged Xiao Doubi and the ghost bride to guard the central air conditioning and ventilation ducts, and gave each official walker on duty a detoxification pill made by the wood demon.

Unexpectedly, he was still hit.

Zhang Yuanqing estimated that the psychic held a "grand" prayer before taking action, adding a buff to his actions.

He summoned the mountain god's scepter calmly, holding this "very costly" but extremely powerful prop in his hand, and activating the prop's "strange power" function.

Instantly, a powerful force surged out of the scepter and flowed into his limbs, and the weakness of his muscles instantly dissipated.

Zhang Yuanqing rushed out of the lounge holding the mountain god's scepter, and happened to see a man in a black coat, hunched over, and wearing a mask, rushing towards the intensive care unit in the brightly lit corridor.

"Tap!"

He leaned the mountain god's scepter under his feet, and a green ripple spread out. The potted plants placed around the corridor came alive, growing rapidly, and extending vines to entangle the charging enemy.

The enemy in a coat and hunched back was extremely flexible. He turned sideways, jumped slightly, avoided vines one by one, and finally jumped up, stepped on the wall to escape the whip of a vine, and came just in front of Zhang Yuanqing.

Under the black clothes, an arm wearing a steel arm guard stretched out, the palm was like a large rodent's front claw, with sharp nails.

"Hoo!"

The sharp claws brushed the air, making a clear whistling sound, and easily tore the young man holding the scepter.

But it was just an illusion.

The hunched psychic was stunned for a moment, and then he lay on his left side with his back against the wall, as if he was avoiding something.

"Bang!"

The floor tiles where he was originally standing were smashed into pieces.

The young man holding the scepter appeared.

After the stick missed, Zhang Yuanqing immediately kicked up, showing super flexibility, and kicked the psychic's jaw with his toes.

At the same time, he saw half of the psychic's face, with black eyes like a rat, gray temples, deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and he was very old.

The psychic's body suddenly collapsed and dodged flexibly again.

Bang!

Zhang Yuanqing's snake-like kick left a deep pit in the wall. He performed the Star Escape Technique without hesitation, and his body turned into a dreamy star official, just avoiding the psychic's claw sweeping towards his ankle.

Zhang Yuanqing's figure appeared more than ten meters away, his face was blue, and worm-like objects protruded from his skin, crawling slowly.

He was poisoned and invaded by insect eggs.

The air was full of poisonous gas and dust-like insect eggs, which entered the human body with breathing.

"Cough, cough, cough"

The psychic suddenly coughed violently, feeling tightness in his chest, discomfort in his throat, and symptoms of difficulty breathing.

His forehead also burned.

He was sick, and the germs were attacking his immune system, causing all kinds of discomfort.

This was Wei Yuanzhou in the lounge releasing the germs.

At this time, a door in the corridor was kicked open roughly, and a red-haired girl rushed out. Without saying a word, she set her petite body on fire, like a meteorite, and crashed into the psychic.

The psychic, who was in an uncomfortable state, was about to cross his arms to try to block the impact of the meteorite.

However, a shadow wearing a bright red wedding dress and holding a baby in his arms appeared silently behind the psychic and completed the possession.

"Boom!"

The meteorite hit the psychic's chest and knocked him away, causing blood to spurt and his chest to be charred.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing used the powerful vitality of the Night Wandering God to suppress the poisonous insects and poison. He held the mountain god's scepter in his left hand and summoned the bloodthirsty blade in his right hand. He chased the possessed psychic at a faster speed, and the sharp willow knife pierced into the enemy's chest with a "puff".

But Zhang Yuanqing knew that with the vitality of the psychic, such an attack was not fatal.

He calmly drew his sword and slashed at the opponent's neck, intending to behead him.

After the psychic fell heavily to the ground, his hands and feet seemed to be no longer agile. He moved clumsily for a few times and could not make effective evasion.

Because the little funny guy took away his agility.

To deal with a level 4 psychic, he still had more people against fewer. He did not need to use all the props, nor did he need to use skills such as Xiaoyue and Shenyou.

Just then, there was a loud "bang" and the floor-to-ceiling window in the ward beside Zhang Yuanqing exploded.

A black shadow broke through the floor-to-ceiling window, swept across the ward in an instant, rushed into the corridor, and knocked Zhang Yuanqing away.

The speed of this figure was so fast that he could not react.

In a hurry, he could only roll while performing Night Wandering to hide his body.

The shadow did not chase him, but grabbed the psychic's shoulder, rushed into the ward with him, and flew away from the broken French window.

Zhang Yuanqing followed the other person with his eyes. In the sound of the helicopter propeller, he saw the sexy bee abdomen with black and yellow stripes, and saw the familiar yet unfamiliar back.

Xiao Yuan? !

He was stunned.