Chapter 156 Puppet
Lost Dog rushed into the elevator in despair. After discovering that the entire elevator car was locked from below, he sat in a corner of the elevator in despair, trying to hide his body.
He tried his best to suppress his voice, but the expression on his face still changed uncontrollably. He laughed sometimes, cried sometimes, and even he himself felt a little confused.
Ever since he killed his boss and became the Four Heavenly Kings, he had not experienced such a panic and helpless feeling for a long time.
Fourth Master Jin was very fierce. He was so fierce that a dozen people were shooting at him with guns but they couldn't hit him. He was so fierce that he was chasing and beating dozens of people with knives.
With such strong men in the world, the lost dog will never get ahead.
After realizing this, he decided to run away. He ran far away. Anyway, his people were all down there. Someone would pick him up after he ran down.
It's just that he didn't expect the people below to be such a bastard and locked the elevator directly. Now he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
After a pause, the mourning dog jumped up high, kicked the roof of the elevator open, and got out from above.
He planned to climb down along the elevator cable. No matter how high the tenth floor was, it would take some people half an hour to get down, while some people would only need a few seconds.
After a while, his hands were bleeding from the sharp cables, his hands and feet were numb, and his body was shaking unconsciously.
It was obvious that Sanggou was exhausted. Fortunately, he had already seen the bottom of the elevator shaft. He only needed to climb a few more times to land smoothly.
"Let's go to Kowloon Tong and find some younger brothers and sisters to vent our anger. Let's have a comfortable sleep...hehehehe!"
He chuckled, as if he was not upset at all about tonight's failure, even though the corners of his eyes were full of tears.
At this moment, there was a sharp friction sound on the cable, and an extremely sinister laughter.
The mourning dog looked up in horror, only to see a thin figure, like a monkey, jumping back and forth between the cable and the wall, soaring, and rushing towards him quickly...
"Is this a lost dog?"
"Apart from him, you can't find another face and expression like this in all of Hong Kong and Kowloon."
Despite what he said, Yin Xiu couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, just because the mourning dog in front of him was more disgusting than what he said.
This is not an inner evaluation, but real disgust.
In front of them, the mourning dog slowly walked in. His pipa bones stood high and penetrated directly through the skin on his back. Several bones were high toward the ceiling, pale and pale.
As for other parts of him, the bones at the joints seemed to be dislocated, and the limbs were elongated and twisted, like several parts hanging randomly on the body.
The face of the mourning dog was deformed due to the extreme pulling of the skin and muscles. Several cheekbones had been exposed from under the flesh, and blood was flowing out. As he smiled, the blood mixed with saliva and stretched into long threads. , hanging to the ground.
Thirteen frowned at the sight, and even though he couldn't smell the smell, he unconsciously covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and said softly: "That bastard Tiekou Li, is he playing too perverted? Are you all Xuanmen like this?" br>
Yin Xiu glanced at her and grinned: "You only know now?"
Liu Banxian adjusted his sunglasses and marveled: "This is Yanshi's technique, transforming people or animals into puppets for him to drive and enchant the soul."
"So, he is dead?"
"He can't be dead anymore. He can't even be considered a zombie now. At most, he is just a puppet, the kind that is led and played with."
Ah Fa took out two copper coins from his pocket and weighed them in his hands.
"Later, put the corpse-killing money into his mouth and dissipate the yin energy from his body. This spell will be broken, but we still have to be careful. I don't know where Tiekou Li is hiding now."
"Don't worry." Uncle Ming disagreed, "He doesn't have many methods at his disposal. Now most of the demonic energy in his body has been lost. If it doesn't come out again, we don't need to beat him. He himself has been worn down and consumed by the surrounding luck. .”
"Okay!"
The three of them stood in front together, with their feet on the Gang Steps and their hands on the sword skills. Three streams of purple energy immediately surged out from the soles of their feet and flowed throughout their bodies.
The mourning dog let out a loud laugh, then stepped forward and pounced forward.
His steps were extremely fast, but due to the twisted and dislocated joints, it was hard to tell whether he was walking on the soles of his feet or on his knees, which made people panic.
Yin Xiu is on the left and Ah Fa is on the right. They protect Uncle Ming in the middle, with two long swords drawn out at the same time.
Before the mourning dog could react, or in other words, he didn't react at all. In just a moment, two long swords, one made of iron and one made of wood, were driven into his shoulders.
Uncle Ming was in the middle, holding a sword in one hand and carrying the mahogany sword behind his back, but he hesitated to take action.
It wasn't until he was almost face-to-face with Sanggou, nose to nose, that he formed a sword technique with one hand and stabbed Sanggou's Adam's apple, and a golden light suddenly appeared!
The mourning dog was suddenly exploded. At this time, the peach wood sword behind Uncle Ming's back came out, and a talisman paper had been attached to it at some point.
As he pressed the wooden sword heavily on the mourning dog's shoulder, the opponent's entire "human" feet softened and he knelt directly on the ground.
The One-Sword Immortal kneels down!
The mourning dog fell to his knees with a bang, causing smoke and dust to explode.
Yin Xiu and Ah Fa followed, and the two long swords overlapped each other like scissors. With a slight stroke, two sharp holes were opened in the chest of the mourning dog.
But what spurted out from the wound was not bright red blood, but some fishy black liquid, which smelled like rotten eggs when it sprayed out.
"It's pus!"
All things considered, the mourning dog only died for a few hours, or even a shorter time, but in just a short time, his body was already rotten and rotten, and his condition was worse than that of ordinary corpses. This showed that Tiekou Li's methods were even more vicious. .
When Uncle Ming took his hand out of his sleeve, he already had a thunder and fire talisman in his hand. Regardless of the pus staining his face and body, Uncle Ming put the thunder and fire talisman against the opponent's chest.
"Tai Shang Laojun is as urgent as the law, edict!"
With a roar, a ball of flame exploded in the chest of the mourning dog, and the lightning was dazzling.
Yin Xiu and Afa raised their swords again, wiped the blood from their fingers on the sword, and chopped off together.
This time, the body of the mourning dog was like soft mud, and was easily cut into by the two swords, cutting from the shoulders to the waist without any hindrance.
Pus splattered all over the three of them, as if a sewer pipe had burst.
Thirteen tightly covered her mouth and nose, fearing that she would spit it out. She asked vaguely: "Is it over?"
Liu Banxian was about to speak when he heard a sudden burst of wild laughter from above, like a mandrill.
I saw a black shadow climbing straight down from the rope and rushing towards him without stopping.
Then there was another sharp iron palm, and Liu Banxian's body was filled with golden light. He flew backwards, hit the wall and fainted.
Hong Sheng turned around, with goosebumps all over his body. He exclaimed: "Tiekou Li is hiding up there!"
(End of chapter)