The Gu insect fell to the ground and made no movement.
Mr.
Xu turned around and smiled at me and said: "You sit here for a while, I will see off the guests. otbnkotgt Take it easy, like you're not nervous at all.
He put one hand in his pocket and slowly walked out of the corridor.
The moonlight was bright but the cold wind blew, and the lights around him flickered on and off.
Under the moonlight, I saw a figure leaping onto the wall.
He had a green face and fangs, and his body was surrounded by green smoke.
He stood motionless under the moonlight, wearing that disgusting black shroud.
"Sir, be careful, it's a zombie."
I shouted hastily.
Mr.
Xu shook his head with a smile, took out the copper cigarette case from his pocket, took one out and lit it, then held the lit cigarette with his palm upwards, put his other hand in the pocket of his suit pants, and looked up.
Qizhu said: "I prefer cleanliness, so it's better not to bring dirty things in.
In addition, my reception time is usually until seven o'clock in the evening.
I don't like to see outsiders at this time."
"jingle" As soon as Mr.
Xu finished speaking, a bell suddenly rang outside the house.
It was the ringing of the bell that I had heard before.
The zombie standing on the wall jumped up suddenly, and then stood firmly in front of Mr.
Xu.
The green smoke flows outward, and the land where it passes is filled with sour water, and the surrounding plants all wither and wither.
"My gardener takes care of these flowers very carefully."
Mr.
Xu shook his head slightly.
"jingle" The bell rang again, and the zombie in front of him let out a low growl, put his feet on the ground, jumped up high and rushed towards Mr.
Xu.
At this moment, I ran back to the room and rushed out with the Tushan knife.
Even if I had confidence in Mr.
Xu's strength, I didn't necessarily have to sit back and drink tea and watch the scenery.
The zombie fell down and pressed Mr.
Xu's shoulders with his big hands.
The strength was so strong that he could easily lift the fat man up.
No matter how tall Mr.
Xu's body was, it was impossible for him to be heavier than the fat man.
If he was caught by the zombie, I'm afraid he will inevitably get injured.
I pulled out the Tushan knife and rushed forward quickly, but I heard Mr.
Xu smile and say: "Mr.
Ba, don't worry, I'm fine."
When I heard this, I was stunned.
Then I looked over and saw that the zombie was trying to lift Mr.
Xu off the ground with both hands.
However, even though it was extremely powerful, it was unable to lift Mr.
Xu up this time.
"How is this possible?"
I was dumbfounded.
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The zombie had obviously exerted force, but Mr.
Xu’s body seemed to weigh ten thousand kilograms.
The veins on the zombie’s arms bulged, and he let out a labored growl, but it was of no use at all.
"Ding-a-ding-a-ding-a-ling" The bell kept shaking, and the old man controlling the zombies outside must have been anxious, but no matter how hard the zombie tried, it couldn't do anything to the old man in front of him.
I lowered my gaze and focused on the old gentleman's feet.
Only then did I realize that there were several cracks in the ground under his feet.
Were these cracks originally there or were they stepped on by Mr.
Xu?
"It's just a high-quality zombie.
It's obvious that he hasn't mastered the art of controlling corpses and refining corpses.
It's more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but I'm afraid it's not qualified to run wild in my house."
Mr.
Xu suddenly stretched out a hand in his pocket, grabbed the zombie's wrist with his backhand, and then swung his arm upwards, actually lifting the copper-skinned and iron-bone zombie into the air.
"call" The zombie was floating in the air.
Mr.
Xu exhaled a long puff of smoke, then pulled down his palm, pulling the zombie's entire body to the ground, and dropped it heavily to the ground.
There was a violent collision between the zombie and the ground.
Mr.
Xu raised his foot and stepped on the zombie's face.
He slowly bent down and reached out to gently tap the zombie's forehead.
The zombie that was still struggling fiercely immediately stopped moving.
It was as if it had turned into a sculpture in an instant.
Withdrawing his hand, he gently patted the dust off his sleeves and looked at the door directly in front of him.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew open the heavy iron door.
The huge iron door hit the wall backwards with a "bang" sound.
I looked intently and saw three figures standing outside the door, two tall and tall.
One was short, but his face couldn't be seen clearly because the three figures were surrounded by huge clouds of smoke.
"Who are you?"
I've heard this voice before, an old woman's voice as hoarse as if her vocal cords were torn.
"Idle people in the mountains."
Mr.
Xu was smoking and still smiling calmly.
"We are here to teach these juniors a lesson under the orders of the Ling family.
You'd better not get involved.
The Ling family should remember this sentiment."
The old woman continued, and it sounded like she wanted Mr.
Xu to quit before he got into trouble, so she gave her name as the Ling family as soon as she came up.
"If this matter ends here, I will naturally not continue to embarrass you.
I have promised these juniors to take care of me before.
I don't want to cause trouble, so everyone can take a step back."
Mr.
Xu's speech was tepid, and there was not even a hint of displeasure.
"We can't retreat.
If you insist on interfering, then we, the old couple, will have no choice but to offend.
Today we just came to pay a visit to the dock.
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In three days, if you still don't stop, we will definitely come again."
After the old woman finished speaking, smoke and dust started to rise again, and the iron door that had been opened by itself was slowly closed under the pull of invisible force.
"What's wrong?"
Luo Qiong and Fatty rushed out when they heard the noise and asked.
"You two, carry this zombie to the back room.
I'll come find you later.
Remember, don't touch the zombie's head."
Mr.
Xu let go of his feet, pointed at Luo Qiong and Fatty and said.
"Mr.
Ba, are you free to come with me?"
He made a gesture of invitation to me, and I asked strangely: "Can we go out now?
Yes, yes, but where are we going?"
"In the world of martial arts, if someone bows to you at the dock, you will naturally bow back.
This is called reciprocity.
Now that they are here, I will naturally return the favor.
Of course, if we can't reach an agreement with words, it is best to show our strength.
Prepare.
Get off the bus" He stretched out his hand and pointed to the butler, who quickly backed away to prepare the vehicle.
In the white car, I sat quietly next to Mr.
Xu, feeling increasingly unable to see through this man.
I always feel that he is amazing.
I have also met seniors like Mr.
Yu, but I always feel that Mr.
Xu Congshi is like a god.
"Do you think I am a god?"
Mr.
Xu suddenly asked.
At this time, he was wearing a luxurious cashmere coat and holding a delicate short staff.
The handle was a roaring lion with its mouth open.
"Kind of."
I tell the truth.
"Then are you?
If not, I think you are only in your fifties.
I also know several Taoist seniors and have heard of some Taoist legends.
They are all older than you.
It stands to reason that He said that the older you are, the longer you have to practice, and the longer you practice, the more profound your Taoism will be.
So, with all due respect, I don’t think you should have such high abilities.”
I don't know why, but when I'm with Mr.
Xu, I'm always infected by him.
His speech becomes civilized, and he seems to deliberately restrain himself when he acts.
This is the so-called personality charm.
When a person is with those people who are particularly profound and charming, they will be influenced by them and become like this person.
I made a comparison in my mind.
Senior Han is about the same age as Mr.
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Xu, but when it comes to the two-faced strange dog, Senior Han is obviously not sure, so he didn't intervene too much.
But Mr.
Xu killed the monster with two swords.
The energy he exuded at that time was so powerful that I can't forget it to this day.
There must be a gap in strength.
If Mr.
Xu is really only in his fifties, then how did he get all his skills?
It's like in a martial arts movie.
Someone can't pass it on to him.
"It depends on what you think of gods.
If you think people with extraordinary abilities are gods, there are many people in the world who can be called gods.
Maybe one day in the future, you can also reach the eyes of others.
The level of immortality.”
He smiled faintly and said something that I didn't quite understand for a while.
"Then how did you get your ability?"
I asked further.
"It's just a dream."
Mr.
Xu said something more mysterious.
At this moment, the car stopped and the driver turned around and said, "Master, we are here."
I looked out through the window and saw a small building with a gloomy look on the side of the road
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