Fortunately, both Zhao San and Gongsun Sheng had rich experience. Although their skills were a bit slow, they were experienced veterans after all. They still reacted the fastest when faced with the frightened attack from the masters of the shadow puppet sect.

For a moment, Zhang Meng was even a little dazed, as if the white horse Zhao San in front of him had regained his former style.

Zhao San used his fists and kicks, while Gongsun Sheng used a thin sword as a weapon. For a while, he was on par with the shadow puppets.

The shadow puppet man didn't seem to expect that the two old men also had good skills, and couldn't help but admired: "I still underestimated you."

"Nonsense." Zhao San yelled fiercely: "When Sanye was in the old Beijing, everywhere in the six gates, those tomb robbers were kneeling to give away money. If you didn't have a gun in your hand, you would be a ghost. Everything has been finished long ago”

"Brother, don't be fooled." Seeing that Zhao San was a little complacent, Gongsun Sheng reminded: "Quickly decide, this guy is deliberately stalling for time."

"how?"

"He knows that we are old and weak, and he wants to drag us down before killing us."

After listening to Gongsun Sheng's reminder, Zhao San suddenly realized and secretly thought that he was so confused that he became proud. If they had to fight for their skills and work together, they would not be at a disadvantage for a while, but if they had to fight for their physical strength, they would definitely suffer. There is an age limit, and as time goes by, the other party will be able to take advantage of it.

Zhao San immediately yelled at the other party for being really insidious.

The shadow puppet man seemed to have discovered that his plan had been exposed, and immediately smiled and said: "You are really mature with age, there is nothing you can do against you."

"Forget it." As he spoke, the shadow puppet man's eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a conspiratorial tone, "I'll let you see the true ability of Kaifeng Shadow Puppet Sect."

"What's going on?" Listening to the words of the shadow figure behind him, the fat man was immediately stunned: "The green pheasant has been controlled, and it's not really capable? What else can this ghost guy do?"

"It won't work, it won't work." The fat man waved his hands repeatedly and said, "It seems that we have to take action from brother Jun and the young lady to deal with this guy."

"Brother Ninth?" Zhang Meng's heart froze when the fat man reminded her like this.

As soon as he struck the sloppy eye, the dagger in Qingzhi's hand had already stabbed straight through. The fat man quickly picked up the engineer shovel and slapped away the dagger, kicked Qingzhi away fiercely, and yelled at Zhang Meng: "Zhang Quede, you are stupid, now Do you still have time to be dazed?"

"Fat man."

"Didn't Brother Nine chase this guy just now? Where did Brother Nine go?"

"ah?"

Both of them had a bad premonition at the same time. But now everyone was restrained by the shadow puppets and couldn't get out at all. In the end, Zhang Meng simply shouted to Ia Na and Xiaolou: "You two, go and find Brother Jiu." .”

Seeing that the four of them were being restrained and that she could not do much to help, Ia immediately grabbed the small building that refused to leave and chased them into the night.

Almost at the same time, the shadow puppet man had used his true skills to deal with Ye Jiu.

Counterattack

Zhao San and Gongsun Sheng immediately felt the unexpected attack from the other side. At first, they were overwhelmed and retreated in succession. Fortunately, they were both experienced veterans. After becoming familiar with the opponent's attack, the two quickly found the attack. They figured out how to crack it, cooperated with each other, and defended back to back, thus resisting the shadow puppet man's unexpected reverse attack.

"If you have any other means, just use it," Zhao San said with a stern expression, a surge of momentum burst out between the lines.

"Haha." Seeing that his attack was cracked, the shadow puppet man did not panic at all. Instead, he took two steps back calmly and said calmly: "These are just some tricks. The real puppet soul control technique can be done easily.

To control you, let your own people beat your own people."

The fat man who overheard the shadow puppet man's conversation immediately covered his mouth with laughter and said to Zhang Meng: "This stupid kid actually revealed the secret of the puppet's soul control technique." Before he finished speaking, he felt that he was

The back of my neck felt like it had been pricked by a needle.

"ah"

The fat man felt that half of his neck was numb, as if he had been poisoned. He grabbed the engineering shovel and swung it towards Zhang Meng uncontrollably.

Zhang Meng could not have imagined that in just two seconds the fat man would be caught. He was slapped firmly on the face with a shovel by the fat man, and blood immediately filled the entire nasal cavity.

"Fat man, you are crazy."

Before Zhang Meng could finish speaking, the fat man raised the engineer shovel again.

Zhang Meng finally had a good memory this time and dodged dexterously. But he was already dealing with Qingzhi who had no sense of autonomy, and now he had to deal with the fat man in front of him who didn't know what kind of psychosis, and it suddenly became difficult.

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Gongsun Sheng, who was tired of dealing with the shadow puppets in the distance, suddenly understood and shouted to Zhang Meng: "Boy from the Zhang family, see if there is a thread pulling behind the little fat guy?"

"Ah?" Zhang Meng barely escaped the attack of the two men. When he turned behind Fatty, he saw a silver line. He nodded quickly and said: "Yes."

"This little fat guy is controlled by a thread. There is nerve venom at the end of the thread. Pull it out quickly." Gongsun Sheng shouted loudly: "The later it is, the deeper the poison will be in this little fat guy."

"So cruel." Of course Zhang Meng knew the dangers of nerve venom, and he didn't dare to neglect immediately. After avoiding the fat man's attack with a shovel, he pulled out the needle and thread from the fat man's neck.

"Uncle, is the same thing happening to Qingzhi?" Zhang Meng said, twisting the blue needle in his hand.

"No." This time it was Zhao San who answered Zhang Meng: "Qingzhi was controlled by a special kind of bug raised by the shadow puppet sect. There is no need to use such low-level silver needles."

"oh"

As soon as Zhang Meng finished answering, the fat man came to his senses, touched the back of his neck and cursed: "Who the hell is doing this? You dare to stab Fatty in my neck." Before he could finish speaking, the fat man noticed that Zhang Meng's face was full of tears.

Xue quickly asked: "Damn it, Zhang Quede, what's wrong with you?"

"Nonsense!" Zhang Meng cursed angrily: "What are you talking about? It's not your fault..."

Before the last word "thing" came out of his mouth, Zhang Meng felt a chill on the back of his neck, an extremely painful numbness, as if an invisible big hand was holding his brain, and soon his hands moved towards him uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!