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Wang Xuanzhen lay on the ground tremblingly, looking indignant. Since Brother Que was no longer in the world, to be honest, Fatty Wang has basically retired. In his words, I am almost fifty years old. It is time to live a life of planting flowers and grass to coax my wife to see my grandson every day. Fighting and killing are all legends.

Indeed, it has been almost ten years since it was almost the same. Fatty Wang, who is not a fighting player, has never had any experience of bleeding or fighting. He was so caught off guard today.

Wang Xuanzhen took out the phone and found Xiangque's number and dialed it. A prompt sound came from the receiver.

"Sorry, the phone number you called has been turned off, sorr..."

Wang Xuanzhen was confused and held it in for a long time before saying, "I'm going to go, you're going to Fatty, are you playing with me, are you shutting down? I'm going to be a dying person for you, you're shutting down?"

Wuqiao blinked his eyes with a "swish, swish" and said contemptuously: "Friends, where are the troops that have agreed to be thousands of troops?"

Wang Dongzhi turned his head in disbelief. Wang Xuanzhen sighed to the sky sadly, then shook his head and said, "He is not reliable, but you Uncle Wang cannot be just this unreliable friend. Thousands of troops must be in place. If people cannot come, I will insert my head on this Changbai Mountain tomorrow."

After Wang Jingzhe said that, he found another number and dialed it. As soon as the ringtone rang, the other side was connected. The person on the other side asked simply: "Say, what's the matter?"

When Wang Xuanzhen heard the other party's low voice, he felt relieved immediately. Then he twitched his nose as he got old and said, "I was wronged and I was beaten so hard that I couldn't get up on the ground. Brother, let me tell you, I haven't suffered this crime for many years. I'll ask you, can we swallow this tone?"

The person on the other end of the phone was speechless, and after a long time, he said, "You ask me to help you fight?"

"Ah, just say you're coming or not. If you don't come, we may be separated from yin and yang from now on. If you think I'm a brother today next year, just burn some paper for me..." Wang Xuanzhen threw the other party and after saying that, he quickly added: "I'm telling you very sincerely that I'm not kidding. On Changbai Mountain, my bones were broken."

The person on the other end of the phone sighed and said with obvious headaches: "I am really convinced. A fifty-year-old man is doing a five-year-old business. Fighting? I haven't heard of this word for many years. It's so fresh."

"Isn't it that Xiang Fatty..."

"Okay, send the address here. I'll rush over tomorrow morning. My son-in-law has also brought his wife and children back. I'll ask him to follow him."

Wang Xuanzhen's eyes lit up immediately and he nodded and said, "That must be more secure."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xuanzhen grinned and held up her body, and instantly bowed: "Come on, help me and see where the injury is. Why do I feel my head hurt all over my body? I'm so old that I can't resist the tossing."

Wu Qiao and Wang Dongzhi helped him up, then touched Wang Xuanzhen's chest, pressed his ribs tentatively, and checked them back and forth twice. Wu Qiao said, "Maybe it's a broken bone, the problem is not big, just don't exercise vigorously."

"This little injury was commonplace before, so I just stood up and went over."

Wu Qiao said, "Gong Changhong should have kept his hand, otherwise with his internal skills, it would be no exaggeration to say that he would slap him to death. Oh, Uncle Wang, who are you calling for? "

Wang Xuanzhen took a deep breath, looked up at the forty-five degrees of starry sky, and said, "Once upon a time, about twenty years ago, there was a powerful group of groups in this world. He was immediately invincible, and he would do whatever he didn't accept..."

That night, the three of them stayed directly on Changbai Mountain. In the evening, except for the low temperature, there was nothing wrong with it. Before going up the mountain, there were water and dry food. I didn't plan to come up and go down the same day. It would be no problem to stay in the mountain for three or five days.

The other end is Baguailipo.

Wang Jingzhe held a kitchen knife in his hand, and the sky was covered with clouds above his head. With the sound of thunder, he plunged into the forest.

With every time he waved the kitchen knife in his hand, a thunder fell above his head, and a ghost was struck by it. The moment he had almost no reaction, it was destroyed.

Most of the ghosts in the world are afraid of thunder. Not to mention ghosts, even if they are struck by lightning, they are not much better. People say that no matter how good their martial arts are, they are afraid of kitchen knives. However, all living creatures in the world have a special fear of the lightning under the thunder.

After Wang Jingzhe broke into the forest, he began to show his indomitable murderous intent just like he was fighting into the army alone. None of the ghosts around him, whether they were stained with thunder or chopped by his kitchen knife, turned into a stream of black smoke and disappeared completely.

Between humans and ghosts, in the eyes of the world, the former will be scared to death when they meet the latter and then turn around and run away. This is a concept that has been deeply rooted in humans for a long time.

In fact, this is not the case. This thing is just to pick soft persimmons. When people are more arrogant than them, whoever is afraid of them will have to look at it again.

Just like, ghosts never dare to join the police or join the army, because this kind of person has too much yang energy and will definitely run away if they encounter it.

After a while, Wang Jingzhe didn't know how many more knives there were in his kitchen knife in his hand. He still ignored him with his eyes and had no intention of pulling his hands, because if he couldn't reach an agreement and wanted to get what he wanted, he had to take tough measures.

But just as Wang Jingzhe started killing, deep in the Baguaili slope, at the eighth place, several figures wearing Qing Dynasty costumes and wearing flower feathers on their heads were listening to the killing in the distance with their heads.

It seemed that they could feel the defeat of many ghosts on Baguaili Slope. These figures suddenly moved. They jumped up straight and floated forward, landed and stood up. After several twists and turns, their figures had already rushed to the place where Wang Jingzhe fought.

"puff"

"puff"

"Puff..."

A few muffled sounds of footsteps falling to the ground came. After hearing the movement, Wang Jingzhe stopped with a kitchen knife in his hand. He frowned and looked over. Seeing a few zombies standing not far away in front of him with black faces and long fangs on the corners of his mouth, his scalp became numb in an instant, and his heart suddenly became cold.

Zombies are not a rare species. Ordinary dead zombies can also be called zombies, but zombies that obviously produce wisdom are the kind that stands at the top of the monster pyramid.
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