Chapter 1148 I still want to ask him
God knows how much patience it took for Wu to force himself not to pull out the knife and chop the man in front of him.
He forced himself not to think about it again because it would make him feel stupid.
An idea suddenly flashed in his mind. Should he let the starving ghost come down and make it clear to Jiang Cheng that the snow was his own idea and had nothing to do with him.
Then, in front of Jiang Cheng, I will punish the starving guy severely, so that I can step down.
But later, Wu gave up.
Jiang Cheng is not a fat man and is not that easy to fool.
Wu's face still pretended to be indifferent, and with a thought, he controlled the starving ghost to withdraw his magical powers. After all, he had been seen through, and there was no point in continuing.
I don’t blame him for this. If I do, I can only blame Jiang Cheng for being too ignorant of romance. He actually checked the weather forecast. This was unexpected.
But what happened next made Wu frown.
The snow outside... actually still falls again.
Rather than showing signs of stopping, the snow is getting more and more intense.
How could this happen?
Wu continued to give orders to the Starving Ghost, but what chilled his heart was that the Starving Ghost seemed to be out of his control and refused to carry out his orders, instead going against him.
This is the first time.
In the bedroom, Wu's figure disappeared instantly.
Waiting for nothing to appear again, it was on the roof of the building, which was the center of the blizzard. A huge snow tornado rose into the sky, and in the center of the tornado, a tall and withered figure loomed.
Wu continued to try to control the starving ghost, but this time he had just given the order when a strange phenomenon occurred. The snow tornado suddenly changed direction and rushed towards him.
Under the blessing of the snow tornado, the large snowflakes moved at an exaggerated speed, like sharp blades, heading towards Wushu.
Although it happened suddenly, he always retreated and advanced. There was no need to draw the sword at all. He stretched out his left hand and inserted it into the snow tornado. Then he pulled hard, spread his fingers, and squeezed hard, a wave of terror The aura exploded in an instant, crushing the snow tornado directly.
But as the snow tornado dissipated, there was no sign of the starving ghost inside.
A strong gust of wind came from behind, and the starving ghost flapped his huge palms and patted Wu Doutou.
If it were an ordinary person, he would be photographed like a meat pie.
Kewu had noticed the other party's aura a long time ago, and his body swayed and disappeared on the spot.
The starving ghost had no time to wonder after the attack. Suddenly, a huge force came from behind, and the 10-meter-tall starving ghost fell to the ground with a useless scabbard.
Then he stepped forward and stepped on the starving ghost's head.
He could easily kill the starving ghost, but that was meaningless. What he wanted to figure out was why this happened.
It’s not scary for the starving ghost to escape from control, and it’s not even scary for a few more guys to escape from control. What’s really scary is that guy. When Wuyi thought of the door that Lin Waner traded for him, solemnity appeared in his eyes.
It would be really bad if that guy got out of control.
But when Wu was thinking, the hungry ghost suddenly became docile again, and Wu tried to continue giving orders to the hungry ghost. This time, the hungry ghost showed extreme obedience.
Wu even gave an order to let him hurt himself, and the starving ghost carried it out without hesitation.
Now, Wu is even more puzzled.
His first reaction was whether it was Lin Waner, or the guys brought by Lin Waner, who were up to something. But first, he all thought they had such ability. Second, and most importantly, He watched them leave, and there was no scent of them nearby.
What a ghost...
In another building about 1 kilometer away from here, a figure stood in front of an empty window with his hands behind his back.
This is an unfinished building with only a rough frame. Not only is there no one living in it, but even basic facilities such as windows and doors are not installed.
"President, you are a master of magic. That guy is being played by you, but he doesn't know it." Behind the man standing with his hands behind his back, stood a tall and thin middle-aged man, the middle-aged man was slightly bent. Waist, with a flattering look on his face.
The man with obviously respected status looked in the direction of nowhere, a pair of rare silver eyes that was particularly eye-catching in the night.
"Uncle Ghost." The man who was naturally the president of the Night Watch said calmly, "What do you think?"
A figure shrouded in a gray robe spoke, his voice revealing caution, There was also a trace of fear that could not be concealed, "This guy... is very strong. The old guy who is the presiding judge must have died in his hands. If you hadn't been able to restrain him, I'm afraid..."
Suddenly, the Zhuzhuren's eyes hidden under his robe paused for a moment, and then his pupils suddenly shrank as if he had discovered something extremely important. "This is..."
The corners of the silver-eyed man's mouth rose, He breathed out softly and said with a smile: "Uncle Ghost, you also noticed it, right?"
"It's... it's that person's breath!" Bingzhu's figure seemed to suddenly Someone changed between them, and his breathing became faster and his tone of voice became exaggerated, "Xia Tan, Xia Tan's door... is actually on him!"
"Yeah." Silver eyes The man nodded, and the joking expression on his face softened a lot. The word "Xia Tan" had shrouded the night watchmen's heads for 20 years. It was like a haze, and they couldn't breathe.
And now, this door is actually on this guy.
"President, Mr. Bingzhu, there is no need to be like this." The middle-aged man straightened his back slightly, showing a confident feeling, "We have all seen what happened just now. Although this guy is strong, he is far behind the president. Immortal means, not to mention how strong Xia Tan’s door is, we all know that this family Man... can you control it? "
"Qian Mowen, this time the president is going to nominate you as the acting director of the execution department. This is a great trust in you. I think... you will not You will live up to the president's expectations." Bingzhuren turned to look at him, his tone full of weirdness.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face became happy and he clasped his fists, "That's natural. Thank you, Mr. Chairman, for your cultivation. From now on, in our Qian family, the only person who will do anything is the president, who will do whatever he wants."
< br>Unexpectedly, this time, the silver-eyed man turned around and stared at the middle-aged man's face. After looking at it for a moment, he sighed.
Qian Mowen was confused, "President, you..."
"Mr. Qian, it is true that I am very optimistic about you, but whether you can successfully take over the position of head of the execution department is not entirely decided by me. It depends on the opinion of another person." The silver-eyed man said in a joking tone.
Qian Mowen couldn't help but blink and said in confusion: "You can't make a decision, so...whose opinion do you need?"
"I still need to ask him." Silver eyes The man pointed behind Qian Mowen.
A black figure slowly walked towards them, a long knife in his hand reflecting the cold light. (End of this chapter)