At the edge of the cemetery, the collector raised his head slightly in his wheelchair. A beam of light flashed across the night sky across the canal, cutting through the thick black clouds and reaching the ceiling.
The Collector recognized this as Mu Yue's power: "Zwick may be dead."
The Quincy was 10 meters away from the Collector, maintaining a posture of vigilance with Granny Qianxing.
"Amitabha. Whether he succeeds in transferring his soul or not. I don't want me to be around when he dies."
The dark hat on his head made a metallic sound from the continuously falling acid rain. In other parts of the body, the nectar monk mobilized his internal power, causing the acid rain to evaporate an inch away before it could even touch the skin.
The Qianxing Granny who was confronting him seemed to have insufficient internal strength, but if you look closely, you will find that the cat's hair was not wet at all, and the raindrops would only bounce away from a distance of a few millimeters.
Granny Qianxing is obviously more sophisticated in controlling internal energy, but unfortunately her body is short and her total amount is limited.
The blazing flames in the hands of the Quincy burned even brighter under the pouring rain. His plump lips kept mumbling something similar to scriptures:
"Fire that burns the sky, burns away the remaining body, stays away from troubles, and can see the other side. My Buddha is compassionate, cuts off karma and saves people, money is omnipotent, I have no money to die..."
Grandma Qianxing was speechless to the monk: Although there is no sense of humor on the surface, if you can read this thing seriously, are you really not a comedian?
In order to delay time, Granny Qianxing did not take the initiative to attack.
Ten meters away to Granny Qianxing's right, four ninjas formed a sword formation to resist the werewolves. They were all injured, but they could barely hold on to their formation without being disrupted.
Granny Qianxing needs to concentrate on taking care of them. If the werewolf does not guard against Granny Qianxing's worries, it will be good if one of the four ninjas can escape alive.
Relying on the ability to transform into a werewolf, in terms of physical fitness, even the wolf-form Furui, who has the highest degree of animal transformation, cannot compare!
It is a terrifying existence like a nightmare in a dark gothic story! You can kill an entire armed guard with just your fangs and claws!
Of course, it was nothing to Granny Qianxing, but both the werewolf and the Quincy had figured out the "Iai Slash: Circle of Death" routine and deliberately kept a certain distance.
Behind the Garou and the Quincy, the Collector observed the battlefield with interest.
The power of the small "clear light canopy" surrounding the wheelchair was enhanced to block all harmful acid rain, and the collector's expensive clothes were not splashed.
"Instructor Qianxing, you are here. Sure enough, the police chief betrayed my trust... But it's no use. Even if you and Mu Yue can escape tonight, when I enter the company, her pair of My beautiful hands will still be cut off by me.”
"Bullshit! You old immortal actually want to cut off Mu Yue's hand!?"
With a loud shout, Qin Jiandan plummeted down from the side of Granny Qianxing. His steps were too big, and when he landed, he directly trampled on the few cement floors.
"Young Master! The Young Master is here!" The nine ninjas were deeply encouraged, and their postures holding the swords became more standard.
Qin Jiandan looked towards the four ninjas and found a corpse lying on the ground with a big hole in the chest.
Did any of the nine ninjas die in battle... There is no way, people will die in battle. I will make up for Xiaoxia's loss to the Luo Ying Group.
Qin Jiandan turned his attention back to the collector in the wheelchair:
"My wife's hand belongs to me! I feel anxious even if others touch me. How dare you cut it? Today I will disembowel you and hang you from a street lamp in the inner city!"
"Who is he?" The collector habitually asked the female secretary, but after the female secretary transformed into a werewolf, her animal nature overwhelmed her humanity. She howled "ouch" several times, and still pressed against the four people like a predator. Ninja.
Granny Qianxing also saw "Moonlight Justice" piercing the sky just now, and now that Qin Jiandan has returned, she is even more convinced that Mu Yue is safe.
"Who is he?" Iaimao released his alert posture and proudly introduced from the side:
"This is Qin Jiandan, the young master of the Night Dragon Society, Mu Yue's... fiancé! He is violent by nature, and now he wants to tear you all apart!"
"I've never heard that Mu Yue has a fiancé!" The collector punched the armrest of the wheelchair. Qin Jiandan greeted him with all kinds of swear words as soon as they met. The distinguished collector had never suffered such insults.
The Quincy muttered the three words "Yelonghui" and hesitated in his movements.
Grandma Qianxing saw through his thoughts and scolded directly: "Monk! You have always heard of the name Qin Qi of the Night Dragon Society, right? Qin Qi has already passed on the "Steel Armor Breathing Method" that you are afraid of to Qin Jiandan! If you can restrain me, he can restrain you. Let Qin Jiandan give you salvation today! "
After saying that, Grandma Qianxing pushed Qin Jiandan from behind: "Swap opponents, I'll take care of the werewolf."
Granny Qianxing was extremely short, and she could only reach behind Qin Jiandan's knees. Apart from this point, Granny Qianxing's lines just now were pretty cool.
Iai Cat walked between the werewolf and the four ninjas, and said to the ninja behind him: "You will only get in the way if you stay here. Disperse quickly and go to the village to kill the clowns and save the survivors!"
The ninjas did not take any action and turned to seek the young master's opinion.
Qin Jiandan shouted: "Listen to Granny Qianxing! My father-in-law is also in the village. If you see him, you must save him. If the enemy is too strong, come back and call me!"
With the young master's order, the four ninjas quickly evacuated. Because Granny Qianxing was blocking them, the werewolf could not pursue them.
One of the ninjas asked his colleagues: "The young master didn't tell me what his father-in-law looks like. How should he be saved?"
The colleague kept walking and replied: "The young master's father-in-law is the former deputy chief of police. Since he is from the inner city, he must be well-dressed. Whoever is well-dressed in the village is the young master's father-in-law!"
On the battlefield, Qin Jiandan and Granny Qianxing were in a one-on-one situation. Although their numbers were reduced, their strength was stronger.
Qin Jiandan asked: "Grandma Qianxing, I heard that the collector has a female assistant. Where is she?"
Grandma Qianxing snorted: "Across from me - the female assistant turned into a werewolf with supernatural powers, but I immediately turned her into a dead person."
"Ouch - Ouch Ouch Ouch -"
The Iai cat stepped on its clogs and approached step by step. The werewolf felt the threat and let out a long howl.
The werewolf was drenched by acid rain and could not use her internal strength to bounce away the raindrops. The rainwater seeped into her left eye, and she closed her eyes for a moment.
When he opened it again, the Qianxing Granny in front of him suddenly turned into three... no, more!
It took the wolf half a second to realize that these were just chopped eyeballs, sending wrong visual signals to the brain... She had been cut into pieces in the blink of an eye!
"How is it possible..." The female assistant restored the human language system at the last moment, "It is so powerful without relying on defensive counterattacks!"
Granny Qianxing spat out her blood and sheathed her sword. The werewolf was covered in flesh and blood and was instantly killed!
Qin Jiandan, who witnessed Granny Qianxing's actual battle, was secretly surprised.
What happened to that instant of speed? Let alone a werewolf, even I didn't see it clearly. When the master used three successful powers to fight me, it was almost the same movement... I can't beat a master with three successful powers!
Qin Jiandan's awe for Granny Qianxing immediately doubled: In terms of speed alone, this old cat lady tried her best to rival my master's three powers! If she had a better knife, it wouldn't be impossible to cut me into pieces!
So, when I met her yesterday, she was really merciful! And the water leakage is very serious, okay! She even shouted out "Iai Slash Fururu" in advance as a warning. She was not a skill tank etcher, so why did she have to shout out the name of the move!
"Amitabha." Seeing the werewolf being killed, the Quincy put his palms together, and the flames were still burning rhythmically in the seams of his palms.
"The female assistant has a lot of money just like me. Qianxing Donor, you are committing a sin by killing her. Can today's matter end here?"
"What did you say?" The collector looked fierce, "They killed my important assistant, and you actually plan to let them go?"
The Quincy always kept his expression hidden under his dark hat:
"Mr. Collector, you and I have the ability to protect ourselves. We can escape unscathed now and look for another future. I don't know how powerful Qin Jiandan's "Steel Armor Breathing Technique" is. If it is worth one-tenth of Qin Qi's, then even if it is It’s your wheelchair…”
The collector glanced sideways, and the Quincy stopped in time, but also revealed that the collector had cut the clown into pieces before, and the secret was from the wheelchair under the seat.
"We can't let them escape." Granny Qianxing walked around the werewolf's body and approached the collector step by step.
"The collector is over ninety years old and will soon be elected to the company's Senate. By then he will be so powerful that Mu Yue will still be poisoned by him!"
Qin Jiandan approached the Quincy in front of him at the same pace, but with a larger stride:
"To deal with evil people, of course we must eradicate them! Then Granny Qianxing, you go kill the collector, and I'll kill this flame demon monk!"
Granny Qianxing nodded: "The Quincy is more powerful than the werewolf, so be more careful. He has something weird on his face. You can try taking off the hat."
Seeing that both his employer and the enemy insisted on fighting, the annihilation monk stood with one palm upright and spoke with regret:
"Qin Jiandan, since you are the young master of the Night Dragon Society, you must not be short of money, so why bother yourself? My "Burning Sky Fire Palm" can melt iron stone, and your "Steel Armor Breathing Technique" may not be able to defend against it. What's the benefit of losing both sides? "
"Stop talking nonsense!" Qin Jiandan yelled, "If you follow the Collector to persecute my wife, I will chop off your bald head and use it as a chamber pot! You will know whose martial arts is stronger just by trying it. Are you afraid of it!"
The demonic light in the eyes of the Quincy Monk under his bamboo hat gradually grew:
"Amitabha. It seems that the death of Donor Qin has come, and good words are hard to persuade. Then I will kill you first, and then protect Mr. Collector and leave!"
Qin Jiandan didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and he leaped forward with his whole body made of steel, and rushed in front of the Quincy in an instant!
"Damn bald donkey! Let me see what's weird on your face!"