In a hotel that was almost in ruins.
Lu Ci was sitting on the ground, leaning on the Dongfeng sword. Behind him were stumps of broken limbs, and the injuries and fatigue all over his body could not be concealed.
Wang Ai was in good condition, with an excited look on his face and a laugh that sounded like a villain's.
Lu Jin took off his suit, revealing his body covered with bandages. Due to his actions just now, there was blood seeping out of the bandages. He was holding a roll of bandages to reinforce it.
In this battle with the Japanese pirates, Lu Ci's energy was almost exhausted and he was about to lose strength, but Lu Jinke was injured and bled.
If the third level of rebirth had not been able to transform part of his body into innate energy, he might not have been able to survive.
"I said, Fatty, stop croaking, send a message to Senior Brother Zhang and ask him how things are going over there?"
Lu Ci said weakly, he was a little too exhausted from the continuous fighting.
"Oh, alright!"
Wang Ai quickly took out the yin and yang paper and reported the battle situation to Zhang Zhiwei.
the other side.
Half of the street was stained red with blood, and the corpses and scorched marks on the ground were shocking.
On the long street, Zhang Zhiwei pinched the face of a samurai wearing a red trousers with one hand and lifted him to Lao Gao. This was the only remaining survivor of the team that had previously reported the news to Fujita.
Previously, after delivering the news, this team did not rush in and stayed in place, waiting for Fujita's reply.
However, while waiting, the onmyoji of that team sent his shikigami out to find out more information about the murderer who destroyed these squadrons.
As a result, unfortunately, among the shikigami he released, one of the green ghosts was caught by Zhang Zhiwei.
Zhang Zhiwei followed the clues, found this team, and easily destroyed them.
This samurai wearing the Tamaru armor did not die from the unknown AOE due to the armor, so he was picked up by Zhang Zhiwei alone.
Zhang Zhiwei was nearly two meters tall, and the Japanese warrior he was carrying was only a little over 1.6 meters tall. He grabbed his helmet and carried it in mid-air like a three-year-old child.
Just as he was about to get rid of this person, he suddenly sensed a message coming from the Yin-Yang paper in his pocket and took it out to take a look.
Wang Ai: "Senior Brother Zhang, the battle on our side is over. The three of us were killing each other in the hotel. Everyone who broke in, whether it was a squad of soldiers from the Japanese pirates or a squad of strangers, were all killed by us. Okay, the three of us have killed twenty or thirty strangers, how are you doing over there?"
"It's so rare to defeat my opponent before me!"
Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself, and slowly tightened his fingers. The body of the warrior he was carrying was trembling, and his limbs were twitching unconsciously. One can imagine his fear at this moment.
However, he wore a thick face armor, and not an inch of skin was exposed, so the desperate look under his mask could not be seen.
I could only hear him tremblingly say: "モンスター!!" (Monster)
Then……
"puff!"
The helmet, which was so hard that it even required Lu Ci to use the Dongfeng Sword to split open, was as fragile as an empty soda can, and slowly deflated under Zhang Zhiwei's big, sharp-jointed hands.
Also deflated together was the head of the Tōmaru samurai.
Thick blood spurted out from the helmet, and the struggling warrior's hands and feet hung down weakly.
Zhang Zhiwei casually threw away the body of the Tōmaru warrior and wrote on the yin and yang paper:
"I've done it. By the way, quacking indiscriminately? Fatty, aren't you hiding aside and watching the show? Why, you also took action? You couldn't just quack beside me?!"
Wang Ai: "How is that possible? Of course I took action, and I took action as the final figure. As soon as I took action, I immediately decided the situation and defeated the queen. By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, how many people have you killed? It will be a bloody road, I’m afraid it will be a lot!”
Zhang Zhiwei turned his head and looked at the shocking scene behind him, and wrote:
"So-so, not much more than you, just a few hundred million points more!"
Wang Ai: "Yidiandian? Senior Brother Zhang, did you make a typo?"
Zhang Zhiwei: "Yes, Fatty, you are really smart. Stay at the Yamato Hotel and don't move. It's not safe here. I'll pick you up."
After that, he put away the yin and yang paper, stepped on it, and jumped up, like a falcon flying across the street.
Walking along the buildings on both sides of the street, we landed in front of the Yamato Hotel.
In front of the building, Zhang Zhiwei held his breath and concentrated. After a brief induction, he found a few people in the restaurant of the hotel. He immediately rushed over and successfully met up with Lu Jin and others.
Seeing Zhang Zhiwei's arrival, the tense strings in several people's minds suddenly relaxed.
Especially for Lu Ci and Lu Jin, a huge feeling of fatigue came over them like a tide, almost engulfing them.
"It's safe!"
Lu Jin murmured something, and Zhang Zhiwei suddenly had many double images in his eyes, and then his vision went dark and he fell down.
Zhang Zhiwei quickly went over to support him, stretched out his Qi, walked around Lu Jin's body, learned about Lu Jin's injuries, and said in surprise:
"The injury is serious, what did you do?"
Wang Ai stood aside and said nothing. He really didn't know this.
Listening to others' advice and having enough food, Zhang Zhiwei had previously told them to hold still and wait for him to come back.
Wang Ai used a secret method and hid in the mural in the living room, and could only understand the information outside from the yin and yang paper.
Based on the information he got from the Yin-Yang paper, before he met Lu Jin, he thought that his friends were all killing everyone and getting good news one after another. How could he have imagined that it would end up like this.
Lu Ci said feebly: "He charged upstairs with two submachine guns in a serious manner. As a result, he was attacked by a few ninjas on the way. Not only did he get stabbed several times, but he was also hit with peanuts and grenades. That's how he became this bear. Sample."
"How reckless!" Zhang Zhiwei said with a speechless face: "I told you to hold still and wait for me to fight my way out and pick you up later."
"Are you so stable? And you charge upstairs with two submachine guns... If you wear a suit, you are a thug in a suit, right?"
A thug in a suit... Lu Ci glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, who was wearing a spotless white suit, and grinned without saying anything.
The previous battle, although every step was startling and dangerous, was really enjoyable. He had never fought so heartily before.
This feeling of walking on the tip of a knife, making people's blood rush, is simply fascinating.
He had an intuition that he would make great progress after this trip.
"I'd better treat Lu Mangfu's injuries first!"
Zhang Zhiwei peeled off Lu Jin's messy bandages.
Lu Jin's well-muscled body was covered with twisted shrapnel and ugly centipede-shaped scars all over his back and front, and his lower abdomen was almost disembowelled.
After losing the restraint of the bandage, blood immediately splattered out and dripped on Zhang Zhiwei's hand.
Zhang Zhiwei touched Lu Jin's forehead with his hand. His forehead was as hot as charcoal. If he hadn't been strong, he would have died long ago.
"Fat man, bring me my baggage!"
As Zhang Zhiwei spoke, he stretched out his hand. Wang Ai responded and quickly handed the package to his hand.
Zhang Zhiwei opened the package and said: "Actually, when I left, I left a lot of functional talismans in the baggage, and I didn't bring the Dongfeng sword. It was just for self-defense. I didn't expect you to be such a reckless person. It’s all useless!”
With that said, Zhang Zhiwei took out a healing charm and placed it on Lu Jin's chest.
The moment he attached it, the talisman emitted a faint white light and enveloped Lu Jin.
Lu Jin, who fainted, groaned in pain. The hideous wound squirmed at a frequency visible to the naked eye, and traces of black blood were squeezed out.
This is poisonous blood. The kunai of the ninja who attacked Lu Jin before was poisoned.
Although Lu Jin used Xiantian Yiqi to deal with it, it was not completely treated and there were still residues, which was why he fainted.
However, this remnant was slowly eliminated by the healing talisman of Longhu Mountain.
Seeing that the poisonous blood was almost gone, Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and spit out a burst of energy from his palm, sweeping away the poisonous blood from Lu Jin's body, revealing the bright red flesh and blood on the wound.
Then he used another healing charm on him, and a richer white light enveloped Lu Jin.
After a moment of twisting, the white light shrank and enveloped the wound he was looking at, lingering for a long time.
After some rescue efforts by Zhang Zhiwei, Lu Jin woke up, panting heavily, with some color returning to his face, and muttering to himself:
"What's going on? I feel cold all over my body, so comfortable!"
"This is the secret of the talisman, but it is not a method of living dead flesh and bones. It can only speed up the healing speed, but it cannot make you return to the original state immediately!" Zhang Zhiwei said.
A smile appeared on Lu Jin's pale face:
"It's okay, that's enough. As long as my Qi recovers, I can use the third level of rebirth to make those wounds innately transformed with Qi to restore the injuries!"
"With this method of recovering injuries, no wonder you are so reckless!"
Zhang Zhiwei sighed but said nothing. In fact, he and Lu Jin were the same.
Doesn't he also rely on the golden light spell to have strong defense and absorb all the incoming attacks? Big brother, don’t talk about second brother.
"In that case, we should retreat. Many people have died here. If we delay for a while, we may be ambushed from all sides again!"
With that said, Zhang Zhiwei stood up and held Lu Jin under his arm like he was carrying a cat.
"No, no, no, no, Senior Brother Zhang, I, I, I...go on my own!"
Lu Jin kept struggling, feeling a little embarrassed.
"If you move again, I will sacrifice you as a hidden weapon!"
After Zhang Zhiwei's harsh words, Lu Jin immediately didn't dare to move. He glanced at Lu Ci and Wang Ai who were snickering with a red face, rolled his eyes, and fainted.
Then, Zhang Zhiwei looked at Lu Ci.
Lu Ci's face suddenly changed. He quickly stood up with his big sword, struggled to stand up, and waved wildly to Wang Ai. He didn't want to be carried like Lu Jin, it was too embarrassing.
Wang Ai understood and hurriedly came over to help Lu Ci up.
Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei gave up all his thoughts and led a few people out of the hotel door.
There were several military vehicles with sun flags parked in front of the hotel gate, left behind by the Japanese pirate soldiers who first invaded the Yamato Hotel.
"Let's get in the car!" Zhang Zhiwei said.
"Who knows how to drive this foreign thing?" Lu Ci asked.
"I usually sit in the back row!" Wang Ai said.
As for Lu Jin, who was under Zhang Zhiwei's arm, he was fainting.
"I'll drive it!"
Zhang Zhiwei put the "fainted" Lu Jin into Wang Ai's hands. As soon as he climbed into the driver's seat, he saw the unconscious Lu Jin, who stood up, climbed into the back seat of the car, and sat in the seat closest to Zhang Zhiwei. On the far opposite corner.
Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"
Lu Ci: "......"
Wang Ai: “…………”
Lu Jin was a little embarrassed and quickly changed the subject, pointing at the steering wheel of the car and saying:
"Senior Brother Zhang, the key is not inserted!"
Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the empty keyhole under the steering wheel and smiled: "Don't panic!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and tapped it on the keyhole. The golden light spread from his fingertips and poured into the keyhole, outlining the shape of the key. With a slight twist, the car immediately started.
Several people were stunned to see it, could it still be used like this? Senior Brother Zhang must have a side job.
"Sit tight, let's go!"
As soon as Zhang Zhiwei stepped on the accelerator, there was a strong push on the back, making everyone cling to their seats. The military vehicle made a drifting U-turn and sped away.
"By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, didn't you say that there were many Japanese pirates surrounding this place, and you broke through and fought your way out?"
Wang Ai was more thoughtful and thought about what happened before and said, "Why didn't you see the people surrounding you? The bloody road is there. How can we just drive out like this?"
(End of chapter)
