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Chapter 103 The wind is everywhere

After Wang Zhuo said that, without waiting for Zheng Xingwang to say anything, he stood up and first wanted to open the window of the office, but with a million kilograms of force, the handle of the window did not move at all! He tried smashing the glass again, which shocked Wang Zhuo's blood.

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It seems that this place is not my main battlefield. If I fight with Qian Ning here, I will be more likely to run away tonight. Wang Zhuo didn't say anything, went around behind Zheng Xingwang's desk, grabbed his collar and pulled him directly.

The old man raised it.

Zheng Xingwang couldn't struggle. For a moment, he felt like the world was spinning and his brain was suffering from ischemia. By the time he realized what he was doing, he and Wang Zhuo had already arrived at the door.

"What are you doing, let go..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Zhuo opened the door. Although it was just after five o'clock in the afternoon, both the sky and the corridor were abnormally dark. There was no sound in the corridor and there was no light. Human beings are born with a fear of darkness, and even more

Not to mention that you couldn't see anything in the corridor, it was absolutely dark.

Zheng Xingwang felt that Wang Zhuo was inexplicable, and even more angry was blocked in his heart. Seeing this abnormality, he suppressed his words. Before the light in the office could be emitted, he was happily swallowed by darkness. He had never been in this situation.

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"Xiao Wang, let go first. I can't breathe. I have asthma." Zheng Xingwang was wearing a khaki suit and a pure white slim shirt. Wang Zhuo turned around and saw Zheng Xingwang because the collar was pulled too tight by him.

, his face turned the color of pig liver from the suffocation.

Wang Zhuo smiled apologetically, let go of his hand, condensed his true energy into a thin thread, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, please trust me and Tie Lingfeng."

I believe you! When I go out with you, call the police first and let the police check if you have intermittent neurosis. Zheng Xingwang forced a smile. Wang Zhuo is so strong. No matter how skinny he is, he is still over 130 years old.

With a weight of 5 kilograms, he could lift Wang Zhuo from the chair without using any force just now.

When encountering such a mentally deficient but physically strong person, you can only outsmart them, not resist.

Seeing that Zheng Xingwang was still cooperative, Wang Zhuo turned to look at the dark corridor. Even if he activated his peephole eyes, he couldn't see clearly, so he had to grab Zheng Xingwang's arm instead.

"Mr. Zheng, let's go."

In the club, Wang Zhuo witnessed with his own eyes that the hot springs can absorb people's luck. If Zheng Xingwang's official luck and national luck were sucked away by Qian Ning, it would be better to leave it to himself to increase the lucky cat's power than to use it from his enemies.

The two of them walked forward in the dark, taking small steps along half of the corridor that was less than 20 meters away. Not to mention Zheng Xingwang was sixty-three, he could not see anything even at thirty-six years old. He was being pulled by Wang Zhuo like a blind man.

As we move forward, we wonder why we don’t turn on the lights? Where has Wu Ke, who usually likes to hang out in the general manager’s office, no matter what, is there?!

With this thought in mind, the other free hand reached out to touch the wall, trying to turn on the ceiling light in the corridor.

I just touched the wall. The office was renovated last year. The wall, which seemed extremely dry and smooth after being whitewashed, now seemed to be reversed. Not only did I not touch the ceiling light switch, but I didn't know what was stuck on my hand. It was very sticky.

Uncomfortable.

What happened today!

Zheng Xingwang felt extremely anxious and shook it vigorously, but the thing stuck to his hand was like glue that could not be shaken out.

Subconsciously, he put his hand under his nose and smelled what the liquid on his hand was. His nose twitched twice, and Zheng Xingwang's face suddenly became frightened and complicated.

Wherever the moisture on the wall was, it exuded a strong smell of blood. What was stuck to his hands was clearly blood!

**, did this guy stage a Chainsaw show before he came to me? Then why did he leave me at the end? Does he know that I am older, my gluteus maximus muscles are flabby, and my hemorrhoids are healed?!

Zheng Xingwang couldn't help but think so. The history of his rise to power was a history of blood and tears, covering his face with chrysanthemums and crying, and losing all conscience.

Wang Zhuo doesn't know Zheng Xingwang's dirty thoughts. If he can read minds and detect what Zheng Xingwang is thinking, he will definitely turn around and kick this old P in the eyes. As a human being, don't think too much.

Pulling Zheng Xingwang's arm, he had already smelled the strong smell of blood on the wall, but this little trick couldn't scare him, so he closed his sense of smell to avoid being vomited by the strong smell of blood. When passing by the general location of the old archives room

, Wang Zhuo thought to himself that since Hou Yanjia had not died all day, it should be okay for now. I will settle down Lao Zheng before I come to rescue her. So while walking, he said to Zheng Xingwang: "Mr. Zheng, you will be ready to go later.

Where can we eat?" The boss behind him didn't say anything. He was probably trembling with fear and walking unsteadily.

The twenty-meter-long corridor soon reached the door in the middle. The outside light shone in from the window of the aluminum alloy door. The light was weak and could only shine half a meter away from the door. Wang Zhuo said with a smile: "Mr. Zheng

, how about eating grilled lamb chops?”

As he spoke, he turned back with a smile.

"Hey hey hey, how about eating roasted human meat?" What Wang Zhuo was dragging was not his mother's Zheng Xingwang, but a woman wearing a tattered white robe with stinky blood splattered on it!

This woman's hair was disheveled, with only her eyes and mouth exposed. Her tongue was hanging on her neck, dripping with blood, but she made a harsh and weird squeak at Wang Zhuo, and laughed evilly. Wang Zhuo grabbed her hand and fingernails.

It is thirty centimeters long, and apart from the bloody light, there is a cold glow on it!

At the same time, six hundred-watt white energy-saving lamps in the entire corridor suddenly turned on, and the blood on the plump and well-proportioned walls reflected strange colors at some point.

At both ends of the corridor, everyone who had just left work was spread out in the corridor, all with dull eyes, looking at Wang Zhuo and smiling.

Looking at Zheng Xingwang again, the blood he touched just now seemed to have intelligence, and he desperately pulled him into the wall of blood. At this time, his mouth was covered with blood, and only his eyes were looking at Wang Zhuo in fear.

I had a meow last year!

Wang Zhuo let go of his five senses and twitched his nose. Apart from the faint ghostly aura that this woman carried, most of it was human, and it turned out to be the smell of Hou Yanjia!

For the time being, I didn’t think about whether this woman was Hou Yanjia. It would be easy to deal with her just because she had ghostly aura. Wang Zhuo first stretched out his finger, and the lucky cat’s magical power spurted out. After entering Zheng Xingwang’s head, he instantly included his official fortune and national fortune.

All the luck inside was rolled out. There was no stalemate in the process. The reason for this is because Wang Zhuo's lucky cat status has been upgraded, and Zheng Xingwang is also retired. His official luck is not enough for the national luck to take more care of him.

Absorbing all Zheng Xingwang's luck was just a blink of an eye. After doing it, Wang Zhuo smiled at the woman he was dragging. As his mind was spinning, a string of Buddhist beads floated out from the concentrated bronze bottle hanging around his neck. This Buddhist beads was exactly what he wanted.

It was a Buddhist magical weapon that Wang Zhuo had taken from Ji Sai Guoyu and could not be refined at all. Wang Zhuo took a deep breath and put it on the woman's wrist as fast as he could in his life!

The next moment, a scene happened that made Wang Zhuo's eyes almost bulge out. The woman, who didn't know whether she was a human or a ghost, actually looked at the Buddhist beads twice, then took them off and stuffed them into her mouth without even seeing her.

Chew it and swallow it with a slurping sound.

Surprisingly, he actually ate it directly? Wang Zhuo even heard the burping sound made by the woman, and thought to himself, "What the hell are you? How could you eat it? Did you take the Jianweixiaoshi tablets in advance?"

This sudden change occurred, but Wang Zhuo remained calm. He let go of the woman's hand and struck the woman in the chest with a punch. The punch instantly shattered the woman's white robe, and a pair of big rabbits jumped out impatiently. The woman jumped out.

Perhaps he had the idea of ​​​​a cat playing with a mouse, but he did not expect that Wang Zhuo had such great strength, dragging his feet on the ground and flying five to six meters, and brought down a group of living dead who were gearing up to eat Wang Zhuo alive.

On the ground, the woman stood there and looked down. She saw that a pair of rabbits on her chest had been beaten to pieces. A wound that was thicker than the mouth of a bowl and reached to the flesh lay across her chest.

The woman screamed angrily and raised her head again. Wang Zhuo's shadow was nowhere to be seen!

Wang Zhuo ran a few meters away from the gate and stood still with a wry smile.

I saw that the weak light just now was shrouded in a black mist. In an instant, the entire space, like the corridor at the beginning, became invisible. This thick black cold mist was also mixed with wind and snow, and slowly surrounded Wang Zhuo's figure.

Coming, at the same time in the black mist, there was a rustling sound like a snake sliding. If you listened carefully, it was more like a ball of carrion dragging on the ground, slowly approaching Wang Zhuo.

What kind of fog is this? Wang Zhuo only felt that the Nine-Revolution Demonic Pill and the Great Sage Dragon Head in his body were warning again, dragging back Wang Zhuo's gradual loss of true energy, essence, blood and luck!

In the dark mist, a "sizzling" sound suddenly came out, like the sound of someone holding a coconut and sucking the coconut juice inside.

Just when Wang Zhuo was mobilizing the real sun fire he had accumulated in his daily life, the black mist stopped three meters in front of him, and a little light came out from it, which was exactly where the street lamp was just now.

The black mist was controlled by him, split into two halves and evenly distributed in a very humane manner. Wang Zhuo looked up and saw a person standing directly above the street lamp, a tall and thin young man with a face that seemed to always remain green.

Standing on it, he smiled at Wang Zhuo and said, "Brother, let me buy you a drink." After that, he rounded up the black plastic bag hanging on his waist and threw it to Wang Zhuo.

Wang Zhuo quietly took a step back and said with a wry smile in his heart, "I miscalculated. I didn't expect Qian Ning to not abide by professional ethics tonight and leave work early!"

Taking the black plastic bag, Qian Ning saw that at this moment, he was holding a human head that had its Tianling cover removed and was still bleeding. The head's face was full of wrinkles, and he looked at Wang Zhuo with a dull look in his eyes.

It was Zheng Xingwang who was pulled into the Blood Wall.

Qian Ning laughed and said: "Brother, I'll do it first, you can do whatever you want!" After saying that, he lowered his head and sucked Zheng Xingwang's brain.

In less than two minutes, Zheng Xingwang's head shrank like a shriveled balloon and was thrown to the ground by Qian Ning. "Brother, give me some face."

Smelly pervert!

Wang Zhuo opened the black plastic bag, and the first thing that caught his eye was a head of long hair, and then a face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. It was Hou Yanjia! His brain was spinning rapidly, Wang Zhuo was slightly moved, and he finally understood why the woman just now smelled like Hou Yanjia.

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I'm afraid that the real Hou Yanjia has been poisoned a long time ago. If I had gone into the old archives room to rescue her just now, I would have encountered that woman who was neither human nor ghost, with extremely strong digestion ability.

After closing Hou Yanjia's confused and frightened eyes and putting them into a plastic bag, Wang Zhuo said in a deep voice: "I don't like this."

"Brother, you are really brave. If you are an ordinary person, you would have been frightened to death by the changes, but you are unwavering. It seems that you are also a person with a story."

I don’t have a story, but you’ve read too many stories!

Before Wang Zhuo could say anything, the door of the bungalow behind him was pushed open, and dozens of living dead walked out one after another, but the woman just now disappeared.

At this time, Qian Ning laughed and said: "Wang Zhuo, how about this welcome party? A person as brave as you and a little bit special just happens to stay by my side and do things for me."

Wang Zhuo pouted, "Are you worthy of doing something for you?"

Qian Ning's smile did not change, and he waved his hand and said: "Then I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I just asked for leave from the manager and now I have to go back to work. Since you don't want to, just cook dinner for my subordinates."

After saying that, the black mist moved again, wrapping Qian Ning in it.

Dozens of people behind him slowly walked toward Wang Zhuo, gradually surrounding Wang Zhuo. Bai Qinglong's face returned to his dead look, his eyes glowed red in the dark, and he laughed and said: "I told you, you are so

Crazy, sooner or later you will regret it one day...!"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Qinglong's originally divergent pupils suddenly condensed. Wang Zhuo, who was five meters away from him just now, was almost on top of him. Wang Zhuo whispered: "Too much nonsense." While speaking,

Wang Zhuo punched Bai Qinglong in the chest, then whipped out his whip and swept Bai Qinglong into the sky.

"Bang!" Bai Qinglong, who had not even landed on the ground, was directly blown up by the huge force, causing his flesh and blood to fly all over the sky!

Zeng Huihong, Wu Ke and all the living dead standing nearby seemed not to have seen it. They roared like beasts and rushed towards Wang Zhuo with their arms waving.

Wang Zhuo snorted again and suddenly raised his palms in front of his chest. No matter how fast these living dead were, his palms still slowly pushed forward. As he pushed his palms out, countless tornadoes blew around him.

The tornado started out as tiny and as thick as an earthworm, but after a while, it rolled up countless snowflakes and floor tiles and turned into a tall, thick man, roaring and roaring towards all the living dead.

"Puff puff..." The sound of continuous breaking of limbs came out, but there was no trace of flesh and blood in the entire world. All the flesh and blood were absorbed by the tornado and then volatilized.

In just a few seconds, all employees and management of the Chongshan Lingfeng Company office were wiped out. The tornado did not stop, and was controlled by Wang Zhuo, approaching the black mist.

At this time, only Qian Ning's voice came from inside, "I'm just saying, how could an ordinary person be so calm? I regret not releasing my consciousness earlier, otherwise I would definitely have noticed something strange about you, brother. It's fun,

I can't see your strength and realm. In my consciousness, you are just like air." With that said, Qian Ning walked out of the black mist, bringing nearly hundreds of living dead beside him.

Wang Zhuoxin said, Lao Tie, it seems that you don’t have to save money for your pension this time. This guy just killed a quarter of the people in your company. This is another big event that can shock Tianting.

Seeing that Wang Zhuo didn't speak, Qian Ning's green face flashed with a demonic temperament and said: "I have always been polite and respectfully call you big brother. If you don't give me any face, then even if you are a master of Taoism, you will die today."

Just stay here!"

After saying that, nearly a hundred living dead separated into several teams and lined up in what looked like a formation that Wang Zhuo didn't recognize, and then Qian Ning gave a light drink.

"Come and die!"

When this sound started, it was Qian Ning holding his voice. It was originally low and inaudible, but the next second it hit with tangible sound waves that Wang Zhuo could see, as huge as thunder. After blessing on nearly a hundred living dead,

, these living dead opened their mouths to talk at the same time.

"Die to me!"

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura wafted out from the crowd of living dead, like an earth-shattering storm.

The wind is really blowing.

In front of the living dead, a visible black hurricane was seen, attacking Wang Zhuo like a mountain.

Wang Zhuo's expression was calm. Except for the slight change of color in his eyes, he still maintained his composure. He pushed forward with both hands again. Countless tornadoes as tall and thick as adults suddenly stopped, and then spun around and merged with countless ones. Suddenly they became straight against the sky, with a diameter of enough

There is a large tornado of 100 meters!

The two winds met quickly and initially made no sound. The next moment, a series of loud rumbling sounds resounded throughout the world.

Wang Zhuo's mink coat worth fifty thousand yuan shook, hissed softly, and shattered into strips of cloth, and then his high-end Armani suit worth more than one hundred thousand yuan also turned into rags.

Damn, man, this is your expensive clothes! Wang Zhuo spat out a mouthful of blood, and the tornado that reached the sky couldn't resist the hurricane. After it was torn apart, the hurricane still had some power and roared towards Wang Zhuo.

Wang Zhuo remained calm and calm, but felt slightly disappointed.

The human body is indeed easy to cultivate, but after comprehending the Seven Changes Sutra and realizing the wind, he found that only by transforming back into a cat can he exert the full power of the wind. Just like now, if he were in the body of a cat, Biao Feng would no longer be able to do it.

Even if the power increased a hundred times, he was not afraid at all.

Of course, to exert the power of the wind, you also need endless infuriating energy, but Wang Zhuo lacks everything except infuriating energy. And Xie Liaosha, who is idle in the small hell of filling medicine in a bronze bottle with no skills to practice,

The resentment is separated from the pool water in the small hell and can be supplied to Wang Zhuo anytime and anywhere.

However, Wang Zhuo is not ready to restore the cat body at this time. Not only does the wind attribute require the cat body, but the fire attribute that he was most familiar with can also be emitted by the cat body and its power will be increased by at least ten times. Then the cat body is what he needs to remove the black dragon head and

The biggest trump card after the Nine-turn Demon Pill that doesn't appear often recently.

Taking a step back, letting go with all his strength, he took out the word "wind" written yesterday from the bronze bottle. He held the white rice paper in one hand and slapped the big word hard with the other hand.

"Huh...bang!"

The wind was deafening, and a huge sound that broke the sound barrier countless times erupted from Wang Zhuo's hands. The office area irrigated with cement behind him was blown down in an instant. Countless office equipment and account books were rolled up along with the cement and steel bars, and then shattered.

Crack into powder!

Comparing the incoming hurricane with Wang Zhuo's wind, it was like a one-year-old human child encountering an attacking giant and disappearing silently.

Wang Zhuo looked at Qian Ning with shock in his eyes, smiled slightly, and controlled his wind with his fingers to move towards Qian Ning.

I am a cat like the wind, how can I allow you to insult Feng Sheng at will! (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)


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