Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

Chapter 195

In the spotlight of the crowd.

A 30-year-old Wuzong disciple frowned. He was a tall man with several scars on his hands and face, sharp features, and a tough guy image.

He had a calm aura, not much different from the Wuzong heir.

After all, he was a disciple of the previous generation and very powerful.

Qin Tiancheng looked over here and didn't want to pay attention, but the other party had called out his name and stated that he was a member of the Qin family.

It was reasonable to go over there.

"You go first, I have something private to do, please tell my senior sister and the elders for me."

After saying that, he strode over here.

After taking a few glances at the situation, he frowned and said, "I am Qin Tiancheng, a Wuzong disciple, a member of the Qin family. Dare I ask what my relatives have done wrong? Why do they need to use the soul-sealing cuffs?"

Qiu Hong glanced at him sideways, as if he was too lazy to look at him straight in the eye.

Someone on the side immediately scolded: "It's the underworld's business, why do you have the right to talk too much!?"

Qin Tiancheng's face was a little gloomy.

But he didn't refute.

Because the underworld messenger is indeed qualified to say such words.

He looked at Qiu Hong and arched his hands: "Captain Qiu, we met at the banquet in the past. Can you give me a little face? If someone from my Qin family makes a mistake, I will teach him a lesson. Since it hasn't caused a big disaster, there is no need to be so grand, right?"

It seems that although he asked what happened as soon as he opened his mouth.

In fact, he already knew what happened here.

Qiu Hong finally spoke.

"Get lost!"

"You have a fart face. When your father came, I didn't even look at him straight in the eye."

When he spoke, he turned his face sideways and looked down on the other party. He looked as if he deserved a beating as much as he deserved a beating. This is what he learned from a bastard, and it feels particularly comfortable when he uses it.

Being treated like this.

No matter how well-mannered you are, you can't help but get a little angry.

Qin Tiancheng took a step forward, revealing a powerful martial arts aura, like a vicious tiger about to hunt.

"Six years ago, I certainly wouldn't dare to save face in front of Captain Qiu."

"But now is different from the past, maybe you should change your habit of looking at people with squinting eyes!"

Such a scene immediately attracted the attention of all the strange people around, after all, few strange people dared to contradict Yincha like this.

"Is he going to die?"

"That's the ghost arhat Qiu Hong, who once slapped a half-blood-stained man to death with one palm. The scene of that time is horrifying to imagine."

"The opponent is not weak either. Qin Tiancheng, the descendant of the Qin family, later became a disciple of Wuzong. In six years, he went from the peak of D+ to the current C+."

"With strong strength and talent, and the support of Wuzong, it's not surprising that he dares to be so tough in front of the Yincha!"

"So he's so awesome, no wonder he's so brave."

"Such a strong martial arts aura, I can feel my body shaking instinctively even though I'm more than 20 meters away. Is this just C+ strength?"

"Disciples of Wuzong are naturally different from ordinary warriors."

"..."

In the field.

The faces of the Yinchas sank one by one, and a terrifying aura emanated, with terrifying wails, crisp women's laughter, and weird shouts...

It was clearly noon.

The area became visibly darker.

Seeing that several Yincha were ready to make a move, Qiu Hong suddenly said: "Show hostility to Yincha, according to the fifth article of the eighth column of the Yincha Code, I can take action, right?"

Wu Tong on the side nodded affirmatively: "Yes, Captain!"

As soon as the voice fell, her hair was lifted high, and a gust of cold wind swept across the field.

Qin Tiancheng's face changed drastically.

As soon as he made a starting posture, his face seemed to be hit hard. In an exaggerated posture, his feet instantly left the ground, and his body was driven by a huge force with his belly as the central axis, and he turned a circle violently, and his head was poured into the concrete floor.

Everyone saw clearly that a big hand was pressing on Qin Tiancheng's face.

At this time, Qiu Hong's figure was a little stronger than before, and he exuded an amazing Yinsha aura, but it was only for a moment, and soon he returned to the image of an ordinary bald man, let go of his hand, and wiped it on his clothes.

Slowly straightened up.

"I don't know my last name after being out there for a few years."

"But you'd better not forget your last name, Jiangbei."

At this moment.

The whole place was dead silent.

No one could have imagined that Qin Tiancheng, who had been a disciple of Wuzong for six years and was very powerful, could not survive a single move from Qiu Hong.

Even the opponent's companion ghost was not fully revealed.

This means that a ghost messenger is far from exerting his full strength!

All the strange people were shocked.

They also thought of Qiu Hong's words. Jiangbei, and even the entire Jiuzhou, is still ruled by the underworld. No matter how powerful and background you have, it is best not to provoke the ghost messenger.

Otherwise, you will die miserably!

"Old Qiu, go slowly. I hope you can walk out half of your life and return as a young man. The next time you meetWhen it comes to this matter, the way to deal with it can be the same as when you were young..."

When the Yincha's car left, Jiang Chen was still shouting reluctantly on the side of the road.

Hearing this.

After getting in the car, Qiu Hong, who was opening a game, hurriedly said: "Step on the accelerator quickly. I patrolled the black market well today. How come I met him again? It's unlucky!"

"No wonder I spent 18 yuan and didn't get anything! It seems that I forgot to check the almanac before going out today."

The other Yincha in the car nodded in agreement.

Just seeing Jiang Chen, some Yincha felt uncomfortable. From the perspective of behavioral psychology, this is called learned aversion.

If a person repeatedly gives you a bad feeling, when he appears in front of you again, even if he does nothing, he will make you feel uncomfortable all over.

...

On the way home.

Sister Hong hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but say: "Xiaochen, I always feel that we forgot something."

"Forgot what?" Jiang Chen thought for a while and shook his head: "I can't remember. "

After a while, there was a noise in the trunk, and a "woooo" sound.

Sister Hong slapped her thigh and suddenly realized: "I remember, the killer is still in our trunk, you just forgot to hand him over to the Yincha!"

Jiang Chen: "..."

He remembered it after hearing this.

It was mainly because the old man Wu Zong had given him a great sense of oppression, causing him to be too nervous and forget such a small matter.

"Forget it, I'll bring it to them tomorrow morning. "

Jiang Chen thought for a moment and said.

So after the two of them arrived at the community, they found an empty haunted house under the name of Sister Hong, where someone had died in the knocking ghost incident, and temporarily placed the killer inside.

For safety reasons.

Jiang Chen cut his tendons in his hands and feet, and pierced his scapula with a sharp knife. He heard that this could lock the power of the strange man to a certain extent.

Of course, this can only be regarded as an evil method, and it has not been verified.

So Jiang Chen used several folk rumors to seal the power, such as sealing wax on the ears and nose, breaking the third phalanx of the ring finger, inserting a steel nail into the Baihui acupoint... and other methods.

To ensure that there is no mistake.

Finally, the other party was nailed to a wall.

Before leaving, he patted his shoulder: "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I was mainly afraid that you would not run away honestly. "

"Woo woo woo!" Zheng Xu's face was full of misery and resentment, and even two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.

I'm the most honest!