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Chapter 64 Submission to Lamaism

The three of them hid on the roof opposite the house, staring directly in the direction of the door, waiting for the target to appear.

Time passed minute by minute and there was no movement.

However, Pang Qingyun was getting older, and his physical strength was a little weak, so he was so sleepy that he dozed off.

"Why don't you come? Is there a mistake?" Long San asked uncontrollably.

Xiao Zhuo looked stern and did not speak.

His intuition is very strong, and it won't be long before the target appears.

Because it will be dawn soon.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps in the distance.

The sound was very small, and if my spiritual awareness hadn't been fully activated, I would have thought it was the noise made by kittens and puppies.

"coming!"

Xiao Zhuo whispered.

Pang Qingyun suddenly woke up, "What's coming..."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Zhuo blocked his mouth.

In the direction of a private house, a sneaky black figure suddenly appeared at the door.

After looking around for a few times, he jumped up in the air and jumped directly into the yard.

"That's him! Chase him!" Xiao Zhuo shouted.

The three of them jumped off the roof and gave chase.

The black shadow did not stay in the yard, but flashed directly into the house.

Surrounding them from the front and back, Xiao Zhuo and Pang Qingyun broke in through the front door and Long San rushed through the rear window.

The three of them chased into the living room at the same time and were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

There was no one in the house, and the person who had just entered was not seen.

"It is indeed Lamaism!" Pang Qingyun muttered while standing in front of the Eight-faced Buddha.

"Brother Yun, do you know this thing?" Xiao Zhuo asked.

"That's right! The Evil God Eight-faced Buddha is the belief of Lamaism. Many years ago, when I went to the secret realm in northern Tibet, I accidentally saved a person who was a believer of Lamaism!

Later I learned that Lamaism originally had the same origin as Tibetan Buddhism, but since the Tang Dynasty, Lamaism has been colluding with the Huns to rebel.

Later, Kublai Khan sent troops to suppress them and drove them to northern Tibet.

This group of people are ruthless and good at practicing evil arts. It is said that all the people they killed were left intact.

Unexpectedly, they appeared in Yuncheng.

It seems that Lamaism must be brewing a conspiracy!"

Xiao Zhuo interrupted, "In this case, Lamaism is a great threat to Hongmen's unification of the underground world. Why doesn't Hong Jinlin uproot them?"

"Hmph! Uproot it. Do you think it is so easy for Lamaism to survive for thousands of years?

Although Hong Jinlin is the king of the Chinese underground world, his current focus is on unifying the forces in the southeast, and he has not yet taken care of Lamaism.

If all parties are unified, he will definitely eradicate Lamaism!

So I guess the Lamaist people are not targeting Ziyang this time, but the real target is Hong Jinlin!" Pang Qingyun said.

Xiao Zhuo felt that this analysis made sense and stared at the statue of Zun in front of him solemnly.

"Look here!" Long San suddenly pointed at a wall and shouted.

Xiao Zhuo and Pang Qingyun ran over quickly.

"Mistress, can you please stop being so surprised! I have a heart disease!" Pang Qingyun scolded.

"Gang leader, look what this is!"

Xiao Zhuo followed the direction of Long San's finger and discovered that there was a footprint on the ground.

He frowned.

Could it be left behind by that dark shadow just now?

But now that there is no way around, is it possible to disappear from the world?

impossible!

There must be a secret passage!

Xiao Zhuo activated his spiritual consciousness and probed towards the wall.

really!

He found a space appearing behind the wall, extending underground.

The reason why I didn't find it during the day was probably because it was outside the house and the scope of my spiritual consciousness didn't reach it.

"There is a hole behind the door!" Xiao Zhuo said.

"Little San!" Pang Qingyun winked at Long San.

He immediately rolled up his sleeves and walked over.

His hands suddenly exerted force.

I saw a stone door emerging from the wall.

When the door was fully opened, a dark hole appeared in front of him.

The three of them invariably raised their vigilance.

"I'll get off first!" Long San jumped in directly.

Xiao Zhuo and Pang Qingyun followed closely behind.

At this time, the dragon scale is already in hand to deal with emergencies.

Pang Qingyun also took out the pistol from his pocket and turned on the safety.

The three of them walked down the dark hole for about ten meters.

Suddenly my eyes suddenly opened up.

A larger room appeared in front of them.

The room is brightly lit and surrounded by stone walls.

A man was standing in the middle with his back to them.

Judging from the back, it was the dark figure that just broke in.

"it's him!"

Long San shouted.

The black shadow slowly turned around, and a withered old face appeared in front of everyone, with an obvious tattoo on it.

Xiao Zhuo recognized this tattoo at a glance!

It's him!

This person also recognized Xiao Zhuo.

"You are finally here!"

Hearing this, Pang Qingyun frowned.

"No! I fell into a trap!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an iron gate had fallen down on the passage he had just entered.

"Pang Qingyun, you're fine!" the shadow said coldly.

"It's you!" Pang Qingyun was shocked.

"Are you a pure Yinzi?!"

"This is just my current name, it's not important!" Chunyinzi sneered.

"Gang leader, do you know each other?" Long San asked.

"Well! This is the person I mentioned, the person I saved in northern Tibet!" Pang Qingyun said with complicated eyes.

"What!"

"What!"

Xiao Zhuo and Long San grew their mouths almost at the same time.

Although an old friend appeared in front of him, Pang Qingyun had realized that Chunyinzi was completely different from before.

"If you don't stay in northern Tibet, why did you come to Yuncheng?" Pang Qingyun asked in a cold voice.

"Northern Tibet? Haha! Bah! Only a ghost wants to stay in a place where birds don't poop!"

It’s nothing like here, with food, drink, and women, it’s like paradise!”

Pang Qingyun shook his head helplessly, "You have changed!"

"Nonsense! Time will change everything!" Chunyinzi sneered.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and a ferocious expression appeared on his face, "Don't think I don't know, you are here to kill me today!"

"And you!" Chunyinzi said to Xiao Zhuo, looking greedily at the dragon scale in Xiao Zhuo's hand.

"I have said before that the dragon scales will belong to me sooner or later. Since you have delivered them to me today, just hand them over obediently! I can keep your whole body!"

"Just you?" Xiao Zhuo said coldly.

"Of course not, come out!" Chunyinzi clapped her hands, and then five or six men with the Evil God Eight-faced Buddha tattooed on their faces emerged from the stone wall. These men all held scimitars in their hands.

"Despicable! A villain who repays kindness with revenge!" Pang Qingyun scolded.

Chunyinzi sneered, "Hahaha..."

It sounded like little Jiji being stepped on, the sound was sharp and cold.

Xiao Zhuo couldn't help but the hair on his body stood up.

"Well done! I am a villain, but villains often live longer!

Pang Qingyun, if you are willing to submit to Lamaism, I can consider sparing your life!"

Pang Qingyun is a person who has clear grudges and grievances. Even if the Qinglong Gang is destroyed, he will never surrender to the cult.

"Submit to your grandma!"

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