From one person to nine to five

Chapter 19
Beijiao Cemetery
The cemeteries here are all in a mess, as if they were dug up and covered up again, and a lot of new soil was turned up.

A middle-aged man in a brown gown stood in front of the tombstone, lit the bamboo incense in his hand with a match, the fire reflected in his sunglasses, and his bowler hat covered most of his face.

After a long silence, the man blew out the flame on the bamboo incense, and the green smoke rose slowly, facing the hazy moonlight.

"When you come to worship your ancestors in the middle of the night, you are not afraid of encountering ghosts..." Xu Fu walked into the cemetery leisurely with big strides.

His eyes fell on the middle-aged man in long gown, and he looked him up and down.

"Heart upright, not afraid of ghosts and gods."

"Hehe, it's really weird to say these words from Quanxing's mouth, isn't your heart just what you say?"

Xu Fu sneered, took out his mobile phone and opened the document, "Qi Yulong, born in Jinmen, 54 years old, former instructor of Hongguang Martial Arts, 30 years ago, he killed his master and defected, then joined Quanxing, committed six crimes so far, implicating lives 47..."

"I said, are you still upright? Are you really afraid of being confiscated by the sky if you walk at night?" Xu Fu put the phone back into his pocket with a half-smile.

"There's no need to mention those past events, it's just a little bit of wind and frost..." Qi Yulong bowed to the tombstone, and planted the bamboo incense on the ground in front of the tombstone.

Recite prayers silently in my heart, take care of my elders, and keep everything safe in my house.

"There is no one here to pick you up, and you are the only one here. Is this because you have already picked out the cemetery, so you look away?" Xu Furao waited for the other party with great interest, guessing how this guy would respond.

The other party doesn't seem to be playing tricks, but where does this confidence come from? I really don't understand it.

I chose to tear my face directly in order to expose all the threats directly. Although it was a bit risky, it would be easier and safer to deal with it all together.

The other party's unreasonable self-confidence, after ruling out all the impossible, the remaining answer is the truth, even if this answer I don't want to see.

Ignoring the possibility of Quan Xing directly abandoning it, then the worst situation is that the opponent's support is hidden in one's own team, and there is no room for other people to hide in Jinmen...

"People say that at fifty you know your destiny. People think a lot when they get old. I have done a lot of stupid things in half my life..."

Qi Yulong turned around to face Xu Fu, with his left hand behind his back, while the other hand was stroking his goatee beard, with a smile on his lips, "But even if it's a whole new journey, I guess it's still the same."

It was also at this time that he could see Qi Yulong's face clearly. He was upright but had a bit of elegance. If he didn't know the details of the other party, he would have thought that he was a teacher rather than a martial artist.

"It seems that even if you die here today, it would not be considered a death in vain. It is indeed fate, after all, it should have such a calamity..."

Xu Fu still had that lazy expression, and slowly opened his mouth to let out a foul breath, "Today, your calamity should be on me."

"Little guy, you have such a big tone, who are your parents?" Qi Yulong couldn't help but sneered, not paying attention to this guy in front of him at all.

When he saw the black cloth bag around the opponent's waist, he knew that he was just a Nuo dancer. It's not that he had never fought against Changyou, so he probably knew what was going on.

It's just pretending to be a ghost.

Wu Nuo uses ancient methods to play gods and ghosts, while advocates use new methods to condense beliefs and play gods. Although they are not on the same path, they are in the same path after all. There is nothing remarkable about it.

There is also a chain of contempt among the different genres, and these actors who use the law to entertain others in the body of a different person naturally look down on them, even if they have some skills, they are just low-level.

The ancient Wu Nuo has always been spread less, but this guy in front of the actual fight is the first one, not to mention the so-called famous Wu Nuo in the past, there is no way out at all, it is not worth mentioning stuff.

Qi Yulong pulled out two Bazhan Dao from his waist, and slowly put on a stance, "I think it's not enough to take me down with such fancy tricks, why don't you let your brothers who are lying in ambush work together let's go."

Xu Fu slowly raised his head, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, seeing the contempt on the other party's face.

But he was not in a hurry to argue with the other party, he just took the mask and slowly put it on his face, and the surging black energy instantly enveloped his whole body.

The next moment Qi Yulong's smile suddenly froze on his face. Feeling the fierce aura rising from the opposite side, his face became extremely serious again, and the oncoming oppression shrouded his body quite a bit of pressure.

No one knew when such an evil star appeared, but no one greeted him before he came.

This kid seems to be a bit evil.

Suddenly Qi Yulong noticed the string of beads on the other party's wrist, and he couldn't help being taken aback, "It turns out that the things are really not in their hands, forget it, they won't be wronged if such a thing is done."

"Didn't you let someone dig your own ancestral grave?" Xu Fu understood something when he saw the other party's behavior at this time.

It seems that Xiao Taoyuan still didn't tell the truth to himself before, and the death of these guys was not just because of this string of beads in the final analysis.

"Who would slap his own ear for nothing? I would take it lightly if I chopped up a few bastards..." Qi Yulong gritted his teeth a bit when he said this, and focused his eyes on the flow of the black qi.

The pair of eyes behind the sunglasses were as sharp as a falcon, looking for flaws in the target's body, and readjusted the direction of the knife.

"It seems that you have a lot of lives on your hands, don't you dare to pat your chest and say that none of them died in vain, can you have a clear conscience?"

Although the opponent is difficult to deal with, but I don't want to run away in a hurry at this time. He is an expert in pretending to be a ghost. What if this guy is actually just a fool.

"I'm a stupid person, so I'm not good at arguing with others about right and wrong. Whoever can stand up and talk is right. This is the rule of martial arts. You must be familiar with it. The words of the dead have no weight... ..."

Xu Fu stretched out his hand to grab his body, the rich black energy was solidified, and the bright golden spear in his hand was shining brightly under the night, "250 seven, I dare say that every life is a fate...

Here, you have already been counted. "

Ding--

Qi Yulong was startled, only to see that Chang Ge was in front of him in a blink of an eye, fortunately he had already prepared his posture.

There was a sound of metal clanging, and after all, it was a dangerous and dangerous parry to block the opponent's advance. Although the opponent did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue, but at this moment he felt a chill on his back for no reason.

At this time, Qi Yulong couldn't help but glanced to the two sides, and the luck in his heart disappeared under this blow.

Oops, the worst has happened.

This guy is the real deal...

(End of this chapter)