Zhang Qilu was thrown in the air in the hotel lobby like a piece of rag at this moment. The next second he would hit the glass door of the hotel. But he didn't make any move to protect himself at all, and recited another mantra very quickly.
"Up to the heaven, down to the underworld, the sky thunders, the earth thunders, thunder and lightning from all directions come down, the lightning flashes and turns into ashes, five thunders blast my body, the Tao and the law are immeasurable to control the universe, those who obey me will live, and those who go against me will perish , listen to my command! Come thunder! Pardon!"
Liu Silong had already expected what was going to happen next, and she had already jumped to the front stage. In the grand hotel lobby of several hundred square meters, all modern electrical equipment almost failed at the same time. Dazzling electric sparks flashed, and in an instant the hall that was originally bright as day turned into darkness. Hundreds of thin lightnings converged into a huge thunderball as high as an adult in the sky above the hall. In an instant, the thunderball in the center of the hall became dark again. It turned into several arm-thick thunderbolts and fell towards the people in white suits.
After doing all this, Zhang Qilu closed his eyes and waited for the huge impact on his back.
But Zhang Qilu didn't hear the impact, but heard the little girl's cowardly cry.
"Oh! It killed me."
Zhang Qilu was being held in the arms of a woman at this moment. He felt that the woman's chest was filled with butterflies, and he immediately knew that the person holding him was a little girl.
The little girl holding Zhang Qilu was not ready to put him down, but instead shouted, "Hey, who is that, Professor Lin? What are you doing here?"
The people in the center of the lobby who were fighting with Zhang Qilu and others now fell to the ground and twitched like dead dogs. Professor Lin, the only one who could barely stand, squeezed out a smile and said, "Miss Zhang, I don't know why you came here." What are you doing?"
Miss Zhang seemed to be very disgusted with Professor Lin. She said contemptuously, "Don't talk nonsense, Lin. I want to take him away."
"Bring it back to the Zhang family? Your Zhang family won't agree to this either."
"You don't have to worry about where I take it. On the other hand, if you continue to pester me, the security officers will come in a few minutes and everyone will be in trouble."
"Why are you? Just because of your mouth?" At this time, the smile on Professor Lin's face had disappeared. He was already a little embarrassed, and now he was being forced by a yellow-haired girl with words. He was so angry that he could no longer care about his demeanor.
Miss Zhang was single and hugging Zhang Qilu. She pointed at the door of the hotel with one hand and said, "Can you stop us?"
Professor Lin looked out through the glass door, and his face changed instantly. There were five vans parked at the hotel gate. The doors opened at the same time, and masters were getting out of each vehicle.
"I, Zhang Nian'er, just want to take him away, not because of anything else but because I am his mother's sister."
"I'm his aunt!"
At this time, Zhang Qilu finally let go of his tight breath, and he lost all strength and fell unconscious in an instant.
...
In the small courtyard of Senjumon in Qinchuan.
Mr. Xu held three exercise books for primary school students and looked at his eldest apprentice without saying a word. He had been silent for a long time.
At this moment, the old man finally said, "How is the situation now?"
"Yesterday, my junior uncle was taken directly out of Qinchuan by people from the Zhang family in Shanghai. Things got so big that the Civil Special Committee was alerted. Now all the security officers in Qinchuan are looking for those people."
"When did he give you this? What did he say when he gave it to you?"
"Reply to Master" Xu Qian is Mr. Xu's first apprentice. In fact, he has the best qualifications among all the disciples. He has been very respectful to his master since he returned to the sect. He will try to make amends after any rift in the relationship. In fact, it is very difficult. "My junior uncle gave it to me before he went to the Chengdong Hotel. When he gave it to me, he said he would let you figure it out."
"You call back all the brothers and sisters you can contact on our directory tomorrow and tell them that I want to open a teaching forum."
"It's Master, but it's your body."
"I'm fine. I didn't expect your little uncle's acupuncture skills to be so good. In less than a month, my cultivation has improved so much twenty years ago."
"Qian'er, when things are done, you can set out to find the person he asked you to find."
"It's Master."
"Tell your junior sister that you don't have to worry about me. I can stay with my junior uncle safely. I can protect the family now."
"It's Master."
...
At the same time, in a garden house in the center of Shanghai City.
The old bungalow is three stories high and has an old appearance but is well maintained, giving it a sense of historical vicissitudes. There is a huge garden in front of the house. There should be very few houses like this in Shanghai.
"Mrs. Zhang, if your granddaughter does this, you must give me an explanation."
Chris was in a quaint study room, and sitting opposite her was an old woman who was nearly eighty years old but with a radiant face.
"I'm not very clear, what should I explain to you?" The Mandarin spoken by Madam Zhang was mixed with the old-school Shanghainese dialect with rich charm. It was euphemistic and soft, making people listen to it like spring breeze and rain. Although Chris is also from Shanghai, her life in China was not pleasant for her. After moving to the other side of the ocean, she could hardly speak Shanghainese, but she could still understand what she heard.
"I thought we were partners."
"I don't think I must have made a mistake. What kind of promises did we make? What favors did the Zhang family receive?"
"Mrs. Zhang, you can't be so forgetful. Have you forgotten how you made the money in the United States of America, Hong Kong and Arab countries? Who helped you earn it?"
"I don't think I made a mistake again, little girl. Business is business, and I don't know how to do what I'm supposed to do. This is just part of the business.
I am not really so naive as to think that by counting money like this, I will hand over my dear grandson to you, take it back and slice it up for study. "
"By the way, don't blame me, but remind me, there was too much trouble in the Qinchuan Hotel a few days ago. The official Civil Affairs Commission has already focused on you. Just take care of yourself!"
"Mrs. Zhang, what should Professor Lin do?"
At this time, the old lady showed an innocent smile and said, "What should I do? You have also arrested Yi La's people. Several children can't handle it, so just be obedient and find someone else to replace them. The matter of children is mine, old lady." But I can’t control it.”
As she spoke, Mrs. Zhang picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. Seeing that the other party was indifferent and showed no intention of leaving, the old lady frowned and said
"Someone is coming to see you off."
...
When Zhang Qilu woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes this time was not the bun-faced Li Xiaoxiao. The person taking care of him was Liu Silong. He had some bad premonitions.
Zhang Qilu got bad news and good news from Liu Silong. The bad news was that Li Xiaoxiao was taken away by them.
Yesterday after Zhang Qilu fell into coma, a fiercer battle broke out in the hotel lobby than before. Those few people suffered some losses because they underestimated the enemy, but then they showed amazing fighting power. Eight people fought against more than thirty members of the Zhang family in Shanghai. The masters were not at a disadvantage. If time hadn't been pressed, the siren would have sounded at the end. He really let them escape unscathed.
"So what's the good news."
"We caught that sanctimonious Professor Lin."
Compared to Professor Lin, Zhang Qilu was more concerned about Li Xiaoxiao.
At this time, a cute-looking girl with a watermelon hair walked in with square steps.
"My little nephew, you're awake."
