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Chapter 170 [Accumulated Illness]

The park is beautiful under the blue sky, with green trees and gray bricks, but there are not many tourists.

In the society of the Republic of China, there were no holidays, and parks were a waste of money.

The blazing flames and the thundering gunshots startled the few tourists away.

It's too late to say it, but it's too late.

Shi Dahai's movement of kicking forward from Zeng Kuo's armpit faltered, Wu Qing first helped Zeng Kuo's hand, Shi Dahai raised his eyebrows, and his high knees silently dropped a little.

Wu Qing had already shaken the saber, and the light of the saber was deflected. His big hand grabbed Zeng Kuo's sleeve, pulling him back, and he jumped out.

He is not above, but close combat is his real strength.

I can't tell whether Zhang Guanglie's martial arts specialization is high or low, but a rough bet is that he should not be as high as himself.

On the other hand, Zhang Guanglie's gas mask had received more than 20 rounds of bullets hard, and his color was dim. Wu Qing was only able to hold him when he got close.

In any case, it will have to be delayed until Chang Ying and the other salt policemen arrive. With the three of them, there is more than luck.

In fact, you can use [and family members] to delay for 5 minutes, but Wu Qing is really not sure that after 5 minutes, he will be able to escape Zhang Guanglie's pursuit of him staring at him alone.

Wu Qing raised both hands abruptly, and the Chihe Saber slashed Zhang Guanglie's chin. Zhang Guanglie didn't notice the menacing saber light at all, and he didn't bother to fight the enemy with martial arts, it was too slow.

He was still chanting his mantra, and the gas mask on his body could still carry a lot of bullets, let alone a knife?

"The Messenger of Lightning Light, Shining on the Universe..."

With a pinch of his hand, a piece of [Flying Thunder Talisman] was in his hand, and he was about to throw it at Wu Qing, but unexpectedly, the Chihe Saber that came suddenly rolled up and landed on his hand.

His body is naturally protected by a stellar energy shield, but the [Flying Thunder Talisman] is not, and the Chihe knife rubbed against the real stellar energy shield to pick it up!
The shredded yellow confetti was blown away by the light wind.

Half of the [Flying Thunder Talisman] exposed the yellow grass from the eye of the fist. Zhang Guanglie was neither surprised nor angry. He rubbed the back of his hand against Wu Qing's mask. The chest and abdomen seemed to be empty.

[True Nuo Face · Crooked Mouth Spirit Boy] The injury has been transferred, obviously the Nuo male and Nuo mother in the Nuo camp have been replaced.

I don't know which unlucky ghost it is?
Wu Qing didn't dare to be careless, and she didn't feel complacent at all.

Zhang Guanglie laughed out loud,

"Be careful."

The tone was not the shame and anger after being calculated by others, but neither joy nor sadness, as soon as he raised his hand, the sword pointed out, and there were no spells or talismans.

A wave of air surged towards his face immediately, making Wu Qing's brows tense, and he gritted his teeth and raised his back.iron bridge.

boom!
It wasn't the subtle friction feeling of the breeze, it was like a bull rushing over from the top of his chest and abdomen. The strong wind rolled back Wu Qing's collar. It was really rubbed.

Just a little bit of rubbing, very shallow, but Wu Qing seemed to have received a fierce and vicious uppercut. The sole of the shoe rubbed two dust tracks on the floor tiles, and Wu Qing jumped backwards.

The jaw drove the lower teeth to hit the upper teeth, and his entire skull was deformed for a very short time, and the shock was transmitted all the way to the skull.

My mind seemed to overturn the soy sauce shop.

Wu Qing's mouth was full of fishy sweetness, and the gaps between his teeth were red and white, but he didn't have time to think about it. Enduring the severe dizziness and pain, he twisted his waist suddenly, turned and fled.

Shi Dahai and Zeng Kuo turned sideways, and followed the twisted air trajectory, turning their heads and looking back.

Behind him was a banyan tree surrounded by two people, which was as tall as a person, as if it had been bitten by a mouthful in an instant.

Then Wu Qing, who was turning over, also took time to look over, her scarlet bloodshot eyeballs were startled, and the cold air rushed to the top of her head!
If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, his head would have been torn apart in just one instant, and the scum would have been scattered all over the floor!
At that time, the red and white ones must look good! ! !
There are two points to note here.

One is that Zhang Guanglie attacked twice in a row, clearly seeing that the mask of the crooked-mouthed soul boy cannot withstand two damages in a short period of time.Wu Qing himself was liberated, but how did Zhang Guanglie see it?Guess?Wu Qing didn't believe it.

Second, Zhang Guanglie hadn't recited the incantation, let alone the talisman paper, and fired an air cannon instantly when he raised his hand?

Wu Qing didn't know what to call this move.

His heels touched a protruding floor tile on the ground, his upside-down gaze straightened, the person was still retreating and dodging, his darkened eyes looked at Zhang Guanglie again,

Jie Jiesheng gave Zhang Guanglie an extra column of information.

Ability: [Shock Cannon]

[Shock Cannon]: From the fingertips, a cylinder with a diameter of [-] centimeters and a length of [-] centimeters is derived, and it is fired instantly.Use consumes yin and yang energy for ten moments; knuckles become weak for one day.It comes from [Strange Thing: Shock Cannon].

Note: After the qi trainer achieves the demon, he can refine the previously used monsters into his own supernatural powers, the negative effect is greatly reduced, and it can be used by consuming yin and yang qi.

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Wu Qing knew early on that when he increased his cultivation or experienced new gadgets, the information given by Jie Jiesheng would increase.

But I didn't expect this kind of almost fatal scene.

Grass.

Wu Qing cursed angrily.

Foundation-building cultivators can refine strange things and turn them into themselves. Why is this kind of thing not written in the files of the second anti-smuggling team? ! !

Kill me!
Zhang Guanglie's finger that issued the [Shock Air Cannon] trembled slightly, not straight, not bent, as if cramped.His complexion was not very good-looking.

Out of a kind of arrogance that he didn't want to say out loud-chrysanthemum hair, I didn't send it, if I did, I would kill everyone! ! !

Qi trainer?Salt police?Chicken tile dog!
But he was blocked by Tuji Wagou for two moves and failed to kill, so when Wu Qing used the third move of the air blaster, he expected it with a certain amount of pleasure.

When you lift your finger, you want to see the blood rush like a spring, and you want to see the limbs burst into pieces like smears!

But Wu Qing's reaction speed was far beyond his expectation. The killer move that he was determined to win, just slandered Wu Qing?Serious injuries don't even count.

Even if the negative effect is greatly reduced, it does not mean that there is no negative effect. For ten moments of yin and yang energy, two fingers lose strength for one day.

It is indeed something that affects combat effectiveness, if it is not for a quick victory...

A thorn was stabbed into the already unhappy heart.

Boom!The sound of the heart beating violently that outsiders can't hear!
The stimulation caused the "inhuman" shadow in his body to spread out in a circle, red blood threads spread from the upper and lower eyelids to the whites of the eyes like spider webs, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and Zhang Guanglie's demeanor was instantly cold.

Foundation-building monks are far more likely to be emotionally aroused than ordinary people, and are more likely to fall into delirium.Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy will speed up the stacking of their crazy thoughts!
Self-indulgence, chuckle, anger, unsatisfactory, add up!

Thirty percent!Zhang Guanglie secretly calculated in his heart, but it can still be eliminated!Leap forward.

Shi Dahai turned around to catch Wu Qing who was coming backwards, and stared at Zhang Guanglie with a broken eye with only one lens.

[True Dharma Eye] Fix the body.

Zhang Guanglie maintained a forward leaning movement.But Shi Dahai knew in his heart that the effect of immobilization would not last long when dealing with Qi practitioners in the foundation establishment period.

Either rush up and gamble now, or it is Shi Dahai's choice now. He grabs Wu Qing, who is still dazed by Monk Zeng Kuo, and takes two steps back.

The fixed Zhang Guanglie's eyes rolled coldly, like a falcon perched on a solitary branch of a cliff, gazing coldly at its prey, with pale yellow and powerful sharp claws, ready to strike.

What's the point of taking two steps back?
As soon as Zhang Guanglie raised his hand, his figure and movements were already free.

What's the point of fixing this moment?
The figure swayed forward, the fingertips were wrapped in talisman paper, like the yellow claws of a falcon, and the probing hands were like probing claws, unstoppable!

die! ... hiss~
The fierce exhalation turned into an inhalation sound.

In the gap between Wu Qing and Zhang Guanglie, several lines of fire criss-crossed, and Zhang Guanglie, who was rushing forward, flashed extremely fast and folded several times.

The qi mask on his body was dim, and it was impossible to catch all the bullets.

On the wall of the park, there stood a tall and straight black figure, Chang Ying.

The vigorous figures behind him either climbed over the wall of the park, or emerged from the bushes, equipped with guns in layers, and rhythmically sprayed fire at Zhang Guanglie, and the whizzing hot wind circled in the park , One after another, the warheads are chasing after the soul.

Shi Dahai shouted, "If you don't come again, you can collect the body for us!"

But before he did not rush to attack, but chose to distance himself, it is enough to show that in the public conversation, he already knew that Chang Ying was coming.

Too lazy to pay attention to Shi Dahai's ignorance, Chang Ying kept a cold face, but secretly had a headache in her heart.

There were more than 15 salt policemen present, and there were two and a half (Wu Qing counted as half in his eyes) third-level masters. down.

This is a heavenly demon. Every time one is eliminated, the security of Nanyu Dao will definitely improve by one point.

But there is no heavy firepower, only a dozen or so pistols, forcing Zhang Guanglie's heavenly magic body out, and the second anti-smuggling team's own casualties are unpredictable. Originally, they had just lost a batch of manpower, and they had not been replenished. You can condense your eggs and stay in the sun in the air.

The fast-moving Zhang Guanglie looked around at the figures running around, frowning tightly.

Ambushed? !
Under several violent emotional ups and downs.

Boom!The heart beat like a pump, sending a rush of hot blood into the head.

I screamed in my heart that it was not good, but my breathing was already heavy, my eyelids trembled, the corners of my mouth twitched again, and my heart boiled like a tide...

I want him to die! ...Ru Lan...A Niang, from my hometown...Xie Ji, you are not...I am right!

All kinds of thoughts flooded into Zhang Guanglie's mind inexplicably like boiling water. These thoughts were like bubbles on the surface of the boiling water, bursting and popping up again and again.

He was trembling with excitement!

Sixty percent!

Zhang Guanglie hurriedly recited the meditation mantra, trying to calm down his emotions as much as possible, not now, and absolutely not showing the magic body here.

In case the obsession that led to the revelation of the Dharma Body is far-fetched and cannot be completed at all, even if he can severely injure the second anti-smuggling team, what's the point of his own death?
His vision was already red, and he put aside the phantoms, staring at the bald man holding a black suitcase under the big willow tree holding his dog on a leash.

Give up hard work to teach believers.

Zhang Guanglie flung a piece of talisman lightly on the ground with his sleeve, but when it hit the ground, there was a crackling sound of a thermos bottle exploding.

boom!
【Miasma Talisman】

Driven by the warm summer wind, the thick blue poisonous mist dispersed, bringing a cold feeling to the salt police.

Seeing that something was wrong, Wu Qing covered her mouth and nose, and the other salt police officers acted in the same way.

The effects of spells come and go quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the poisonous mist brought by Xia Feng was blown into the sky again by Xia Feng.

But Zhang Guanglie had already arrived under the big willow tree, but instead of pulling on the dog leash to quench his inner madness, he grabbed the black suitcase with his big hands.

The bald man didn't dare to move too much, and directly handed over the black suitcase.

The black leather suitcase was held up high in the direction of the salt policemen and the sun, the brass buckle was gleaming with dazzling light, and two fingers buckled it and snapped it lightly.

pat.

"I can leave, you can't stop me, but I'm too unwilling."

Zhang Guanglie was not in a hurry now, he pulled the corners of his mouth, trying to show a wanton smile,

"You should all be wondering, why did I have to meet in Yujiang City?!"

Wu Qing and other salt policemen, who were far or near from Zhang Guanglie, all frowned when they heard this.

yeah, why?Wouldn't it be safer and more reasonable to choose a secluded place outside the city to connect?
Only the bald man standing behind Zhang Guanglie turned pale with shock, and now he didn't care about anything else. He slapped a talisman on his body, and yelled curses as he retreated.
"You're fucking crazy, I'm still here, you have to wait for me to break the seal! This **** is a monster of the eight-color heaven level! This **** is [Accumulated Disease]! I, he Damn, I don't want to become a plague person!"

Plague man?Release the plague monster? !Wu Qing was stunned.

While the bald man roared loudly, four consecutive "fuck";

In the hesitant but wide-eyed eyes of the salt policemen,

The corner of Zhang Guanglie's mouth twitched, trying to look indifferent,

"Of course it's because I'm too lazy to go to the city again!"

crunch--

The black suitcase was opened heavily by Zhang Guanglie with a strong malice that seemed to sweep the sky and the ground.

Wu Qing, Shi Dahai, Chang Ying, Zeng Kuo, Feng Chenggui, He Dong, and all the salt policemen first squinted their eyes, then stared blankly.

"Ok?"

They all showed an inexplicable expression.

A box of... banknotes? ? ?
Not a lot, but, just banknotes, right?
The other salt police were stunned. Wu Qing, who had not seen any information from Jie Jiesheng, was 100% sure that this was a box of banknotes.

Zhang Guanglie, who stretched out his hand to tear off the sealing talisman, also felt the texture of the paper, and he turned the black suitcase around in disbelief.

What caught his eyes was colorful, stacks of banknotes, visually, no less than [-] yuan, definitely a huge sum of money.

But what about Lao Tzu's "accumulated illness"?He pretty much stayed where he was.

Big money, so...

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At the same time, in an unknown mountain forest outside Yujiang City, after getting rid of the salt police, Yunbo and Zhang Zaiqi gathered around a black suitcase with the same appearance, staring in shock.

A louder roar scares the birds and beasts!
"What about the money?"

"What the fuck is this?"

"What the hell am I asking you?"

"How did twelve thousand become a stone slab?! It's still white, with ghost symbols on it? You have to give me a fucking explanation!"

"Keep your voice low, you'll provoke the police, and you can't eat and walk around!"

Yunbo scolded.

The masked robber holding the cash box while running away, paled a bit,
"I... When I was running, I bumped into an old man. He seemed to have a similar box in his hand."

The current era is an era of industrialization, and it is very normal to buy the same industrial boxes.

When Xinke collided with the robber, Xinke turned into an old man, his physical strength was weakened, and he didn't notice the weight change of the suitcase in his hand at all, and the panicked robber didn't even notice.

There is not much difference between the weight of a [-] paper bill and a small stone slab.

I took the wrong box!
Yunbo and his temporary team members, as well as Zhang Ziqi, look at me, and I look at you.

Five faces are stunned.

Working hard to rob, rob this shit and come back?

"Um!!"

A girl next to her was leaning against a tree, her hands were tied, her mouth was covered with cloth strips, the slender body of the girl was struggling helplessly, making a frightened sound.

Blue skirt, white pantyhose covered with fallen leaves and dead branches.

There were two traces of tears on Fen's face, and tears overflowed from Hei Jingjing's deer-like eyes.

The youngest daughter of the general manager of Jincheng Bank, this group of robbers happened to meet the patrol team when they were running, and kidnapped the girl in the VIP room.

(End of this chapter)