Journey To the World of Film and Television

  Chapter 82 Why is it so weak?

  In a private housing complex in Qingshan District, after Zhou Ji found out that Jia Guizhi and Zhao Jianglong lived in the corner room on the second floor, he did not rush upstairs, but stopped at the entrance of the stairs.

   Quietly looking at the man waiting for him in the cave.

Fortunately, out of caution, Zhou Ji did not carry the Fumo Yulei Sword with him, but simply straddled his backpack diagonally, looked at Shan Zhigang with great interest, and said calmly: "I didn't expect you to chase here , is it possible that you still want to fight me in the residential area?"

  Shan Zhigang frowned. He had been guarding Zhou Ji here for nearly two days, but he didn't expect the other party to hold back until now. He closed his right hand slightly, and the jade slipped into his palm. He raised his palm and pushed towards Zhou Ji.

Zhou Ji withdrew to dodge, but felt that the air around him seemed to be frozen, and the loss of true energy was several times higher than usual. Just taking three steps back had already consumed most of his energy, but it was dangerous. Narrowly dodged Shan Zhigang's attack.

"Witchcraft? Sorcery?" Zhou Ji taunted. From the palm just now, he felt that the opponent's special abilities were all produced by the jade in his hand, and his own strength and speed were not much different from ordinary people. Yushi, any two adults can bring him down.

  Shan Zhigang didn't want to argue with Zhou Ji, but pinched his fingerprints and drew a talisman in the void, which was about to be printed on the surface of the jade.

  Zhou Ji was shocked, he didn't want to be a self-confident monster who let his opponent perform.

When he saw Shan Zhigang's pinch seal, he leaned forward, broke through the blockade with his spiral qi, and raised his hand to grab Shan Zhigang's wrist. Being captured and controlled by Zhou Ji for a moment, there was numbness and pain from the elbow to the palm, and then the fingerprints pinched out by the left hand also collapsed, and even half of the body was a little numb.

That's it?

Zhou Ji didn't expect the other party to be so weak. He raised his finger to Shan Zhigang's acupuncture point, only to find that the internal force penetrated by his fingertips was instantly dissipated by another incomparably majestic zhenqi, and even himself was bounced back out. , took two steps back before standing still.

   No, it's not that he's weak, it's that his true qi is trapped in his body by something and can't be driven out, so he appears weak like an ordinary person.

Shan Zhigang also felt that the zhenqi supplying the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead was faintly out of control, and his complexion changed slightly, and he didn't care too much. When he turned around, Shan Zhigang had disappeared.

The sudden strong light alarmed not only Zhou Ji, but also some residents of the community. Zhou Ji saw that several families were planning to open the curtains to look down and hide in the corridors. Go around the corner of the building.

  The door rang lightly.

  Zhao Jianglong stayed in the hospital for a week due to a stab wound in his abdomen. He has just returned home and has already fallen asleep.

  Jia Guizhi is still preparing warm chicken soup in the kitchen, planning to stew it all night, and to nourish Lao Zhao's body tomorrow.

   After all, she was behind the previous trip to Dana. Even Zhao Jianglong's coveted Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead from his partner was for her wholeheartedly.

  She also noticed the white light in the community just now, she just thought it was a child playing with a strong flashlight, so she didn't care.

It wasn't until the door knocked that her heart skipped a beat. She didn't want to open the door, but she heard the door creaking, and the lock was quietly opened. Under the dim light in the corridor, a well-proportioned man stood in front of the door. , gently knocked on the opened door, and asked, "Excuse me, does Ms. Jia Guizhi Jia live here?"

"Who are you! You... I'm going to call the police! You're breaking into a private house and breaking the law!" Jia Guizhi couldn't figure out the context of the person who came, because the room was not turned on, so she couldn't see him clearly Whether there is a scar on his face, subconsciously thought that the scarred face of Zhao Jianglong's previous partner came to the door.

  But when she picked up the kitchen knife beside her and pointed it at the other party, Zhou Ji suddenly turned on the switch of the door, and the living room suddenly became brighter.

  It was only then that she discovered that the visitor was a handsome young man with long hair, with a smile on his face from time to time, and clear eyes, he didn't look like a bad guy.

   "Honey, who's here?"

   Some weak voices came from the direction of the bedroom.

  Zhao Jianglong, who was awakened by Jia Guizhi, weakly called Jia Guizhi, but suddenly heard a nightmare-like voice coming from the living room.

   "Don't be in a hurry to call the police. I just want to ask Ms. Jia a few questions. I'll leave when I'm done." Zhou Ji observed the room when he entered the room. There are two rooms and one living room, less than 100 square meters.

  The simple decoration shows that Zhao Jianglong’s family background is mediocre, but the sidewalk business is usually shady, even if he has money, he will not show it like a nouveau riche. Zhou Ji sat down on the sofa indifferently, and motioned Jia Guizhi to sit down too.

  Jia Guizhi turned her head and looked in the direction of the bedroom. Although she was worried that Zhou Ji and Scarface were with them, she still had a second hand and believed that the other party would not be able to hurt her.

   Quietly covering his left wrist, Jia Guizhi said in a deep voice, "I don't know what you want to ask. I only know that in a society ruled by law now, there are surveillance cameras at the entrance and stairs of the community. As long as I call the police, you will definitely be in trouble."

  Zhou Ji shook his head, the surveillance at the stairs had already been broken by Shan Zhigang.

  Shan Zhigang, who has lived in a modern city for more than ten years, understands these common sense things very well, so he dared to expose his extraordinary power in the community.

"Good guy, spare me." Zhao Jianglong had seen Zhou Ji's cruelty before, and after hearing Jia Guizhi's threat, he dared not keep silent and pretend to be dead. Enduring the pain in his abdomen, he shouted, "Ask whatever you want, our husband and wife You must know everything and say everything.”

   "Jianglong!" Jia Guizhi could hear the trembling in Zhao Jianglong's tone, and his face became more and more ugly. He stood in front of the bedroom door, thinking that Zhou Ji was going to harm them.

  Zhou Ji shook his head and chuckled, took out his mobile phone from his arms and swipe a few times, and found the photo of Si Teng secretly taken before, Liang gave Jia Guizhi a look, and asked, "Do you recognize the person in the photo?"

   "Miss Baiying!" Jia Guizhi's face was bloodless, and he slowly slid to the ground holding the door frame, with a terrified expression as if he saw something extremely terrible.

  The woman in the photo is wearing a champagne-colored cheongsam with rattan pattern lace and beads, sitting elegantly in a water bar drinking a drink, although her expression is softer and gentler than in the painting left decades ago.

  But the appearance and figure that seemed to come out of the painting made her suddenly see the Miss Baiying who cursed three generations of their Jia family.

   "Bai Ying?" Zhou Ji immediately wrote down the name, flipped the photo to the painting from the period of the Republic of China, and said in a deep voice, "Is this the person you are talking about Bai Ying?"

   "Miss Baiying is resurrected. Miss Baiying is really resurrected."

   A weak question: Is there any fellow Taoist who has a book list or a book friend group, can you help Amway this book...

   (Seeing other people's achievements is so envious...Qiu Lijiao)

  (end of this chapter)