Zuo Liangzhu was a little confused. He didn't understand who would knock on the door at this time. He didn't call for any hotel service. Moreover, the rent was paid for three days and it has not expired yet. Logically speaking, There shouldn't be anyone knocking on the door.
With confusion, Zuo Liangzhu came to the door, looked outside through the peephole above, and saw a thin young man standing outside. This young man was not very tall and had an ordinary face. Tong, if thrown into the crowd, they would all be just passers-by.
"Is this Brother Zuo Liangzhu? Hello... I'm Zhang Fan!!" The young man outside smiled calmly.
"Zhang Fan?!" Zuo Liangzhu was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, secretly said that he came very quickly, and opened the door.
Zuo Liangzhu looked at Zhang Fan outside, with a smile on his face, and said: "Brother Zhang Fan, you came so fast! Not long after we hung up the call, you came here!"
"It's not bad, brother Zuo Liangzhu, I can't wait to deal with that evil master this time!!" Zhang Fanpi glanced at Zuo Liangzhu with a smile, and he seemed to be talking and laughing. , but in fact, the murderous intention in my heart can no longer be suppressed.
"Haha, that's so good!!" Zuo Liangzhu was in a good mood when he heard this. Brother Zhang Fan is really good. He went straight to the topic from the beginning. The owner who wants to deal with the old thing really has a blood feud. If If you can make good use of it, you will be able to conquer Sai Laoxian by yourself soon.
Zhang Fan didn't say anything and walked into the house expressionlessly. However, within two steps, he saw Sai Laoxian lying on the ground dying, seriously injured and on the verge of death.
At this moment, the murderous intention in Zhang Fan's heart could no longer be suppressed and suddenly burst out. When Zuo Liangzhu saw that Zhang Fan was frozen on the spot and made no move, he couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Brother Zhang Fan, what's wrong with you?" But before Zhang Fan could say anything, he was greeted by Zhang Fan's fierce punch.
This punch went straight to Zuo Liangzhu's face. Seeing this scene, Zuo Liangzhu was frightened by Zhang Fan's sudden punch. He subconsciously took a step back and narrowly avoided it.
"What are you doing?!" After being almost hit, Zuo Liangzhu's face turned ferocious and he shouted.
"What am I doing? You caught my devil and tortured me like this! What are you asking me for?!" Zhang Fan refused to be polite to Zuo Liangzhu and broke out on the spot.
Sai Laoxian must have been abused by his grandson Zuo Liangzhu in such a miserable state. He is not willing to lay a finger on his own evil spirit. When will it be your turn, an outsider, to take action?
"Okay! Okay! Okay! So that's it, I understand, you are the owner of this old thing!!" Zuo Liangzhu, after listening to what Zhang Fan said, understood everything instantly, said three good words in a row, and shouted A sound.
"Now that you understand, then go and die!!" Zhang Fan no longer held back, and quickly put Sai Laoxian back into the ghost frame, took a step back, took out the Necromancer Fire Gun from the system backpack, and held it in his hand.
Zhang Fan has seen Zuo Liangzhu's survivor level. It is level 16, which is 6 levels higher than him. Close combat is very disadvantageous for him. Therefore, in this situation, it depends on the supernatural strength of the ghosts each possesses, and The amulet is strong and weak.
"I've seen your survivor level, but it's only level 10. What do you have to fight against me? Trash, kneel down!!" Zuo Liangzhu laughed angrily, raised the black whip in his hand, and pointed towards Zhang Fan's head was whipped hard.
In his eyes, Zhang Fan is just a level 10 trash, while he is level 16. The bonuses in various attributes are far beyond what Zhang Fan can compare with.
The black whip was getting closer and closer to Zhang Fan's head, but he did not dodge, his face remained calm as usual.
When the whip was less than an inch away from Zhang Fan's head, suddenly, a middle-aged man with a gray complexion and a numb expression quietly appeared in front of Zhang Fan. He raised his hand and grabbed the whip. The black whip prevented it from hitting Zhang Fan's head any more.
"What?! Damn it! How is this possible!!" Zuo Liangzhu gasped when he saw his black whip being grasped by the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, with surprise on his face, as if he had seen a ghost. Shocked.
"This is... the ghost in white?!" Zuo Liangzhu is not stupid either. He has participated in maze scenes nearly seventeen or eight times, so he is fairly well-informed. He immediately understood the reason and didn't care about it without saying a word. The black whip hit him, he turned around and ran away.
It is shameful to say that although he has participated in so many maze scenes, so far, he has not even seen one white-clothed ghost, and there are only five black-qi ghosts in the ghost frame at most.
Otherwise, he would not have forced Sai Laoxian, who was a black ghost, to submit and make him surrender to him. It was because his supernatural strength was too weak.
It may have something to do with his character. He usually uses cruel and bloody methods to suppress evil ghosts. Many times, he accidentally struck too hard and beat the souls of those evil ghosts into smoke. This led to his fierce ghost frame. There are not many ghosts in the column.
There is a big difference between the black spirit ghost and the white-clothed ghost. At this time, he is no match at all. Zuo Liangzhu knows that he can't beat Zhang Fan this time, so he can only run away quickly. The farther he can escape, the better. If you target him, you will basically die.
Zuo Liangzhu complained endlessly and felt regret in his heart. He was so unlucky this time. He blamed himself for being too big. If he had known better, he would not have asked more questions in the system chat box. If he had not asked more questions, his position would not have been accidentally exposed.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan, who was just a level 10 survivor, actually had a white-clothed ghost. This was simply unimaginable and beyond his knowledge.
It’s impossible not to run! But Zuo Liangzhu had just taken less than two steps when a deafening, thunderous explosion suddenly sounded behind him. The next second, he only felt a sharp pain in his right arm, as if he had been bitten by something. One mouthful.
Zuo Liangzhu looked confused and horrified. When he looked down, he saw that his entire right arm had disappeared at some point. At this moment, his right shoulder was covered in flesh and blood, revealing white bones.
"Ah——" At such a scene, Zuo Liangzhu was so frightened that he let out a heart-rending scream, and then fell heavily to the ground. Blood appeared in the shape of a fountain, venting directly from his right shoulder.
"Oh! It was shot crookedly!" Zhang Fan glanced at the undead fire gun in his hand in surprise and tilted his head.
The shot he just shot was accidentally deflected, and it only hit Zuo Liangzhu's right arm, blowing his right arm into ashes without killing him.
