I slowly approached the closet door and looked out through the crack in the door.
Sitting on the sofa was a man wearing a gray monk's robe. He was thin and short, with a goatee and a somewhat fairy-like air.
This is the person in Wei Ba's photo in Zhang Baoshan's investigation report.
But he is not Wei Ba, but the protector beside Wei Ba.
The real Wei Ba is disguised as a protector.
There must be very few people who know this secret.
At least Fang Zhanxin, who invested a lot of money in Wei Ba, definitely didn't know.
But a prince far away in the capital knew.
Do those immortal masters from Ge Xiu’s Earthly Immortal Association know?
If you don’t know, it’s interesting.
Who is Wei Ba trying to guard against by doing this?
The fake Wei Ba on the sofa suddenly stood up, continued to answer the phone, and walked towards the bar not far away, as if he was going to have a drink.
He found me.
Real masters will react when someone is watching them.
Since this person can be the protector of Wei Ba, he certainly has real abilities.
I only took one look and he noticed it immediately.
But this look was intentional on my part.
If he hadn't been the only one in the room, I would never have looked at him.
Fake Wei Ba walked past the cabinet door.
He didn't take action immediately, but continued to take one more step forward.
I let out a small breath, as if relieved.
Fake Wei Ba suddenly turned around and hit the cabinet door with both fists.
The solid wood cabinet doors were falling apart as if they were made of paper.
Both fists penetrated right where my head was when I was standing.
He accurately judged my position just by the breath I exhaled.
This level of ear power is not much worse than mine.
Moreover, while punching, he also kicked out from below.
The three moves came out at the same time, sealing off the little hiding space I had in the cabinet.
As long as he hits with one move, he will not be killed or seriously injured!
A real killer move.
Unfortunately, I am a warlock, not a warrior.
The breath he exhaled was both misleading and foreshadowing.
The method of photographing flowers is one shot, two blows and three eyes.
What was blown out was the medicinal powder that had been prepared long ago.
He broke into the house and fell into my scheme.
There was a muffled bang, and a ball of flame exploded in the air.
The medicinal powder exploded under the pressure of the fist wind.
Fake Wei Ba immediately withdrew his fist and leaned back without hesitation.
But the kick from below was not withdrawn.
I jumped up on the spot, kicked my feet on the backboard behind me, and rushed out of the closet like an arrow. I passed through the burning flames, passed over the fake Wei Ba, and hit him on the head with a palm. .
This palm was like hitting an iron plate, making a loud bang.
I did a somersault in the air, slapped my palms on the ground, and stood up immediately.
Fake Wei Ba also turned around at the same time, looked at me, and showed a ferocious smile, "I don't know whether to live or die. The Taoist master trained me to have a golden body as an immortal weapon, copper skin and iron bones, and I am invulnerable to weapons and bullets."
I opened my palms and faced him, "The White Lotus Immortal's weaponry is invulnerable, but it cannot ward off evil spirits!"
There is a nail-like mark on the palm of the hand.
Yin evil nail.
The first palm just now was just for positioning. The palm that hit the ground hit the same position on the head of the fake Wei Ba shadow.
The nails I used were carved with wax oil.
It is the nail technique that hurts people, not the nail itself.
The wax oil replica is sufficient for one-time use.
It melts immediately after use, leaving no trace or trace.
But with the technique attached above, you can definitely find the root of it under careful inspection.
Ge Xiu wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife, so I'll take the blame!
Fake Wei Ba shook his head, and thin streams of blood flowed out of his eyes, ears, and nostrils.
"You dare to break my golden body!"
He was furious, stepped forward quickly, and punched like thunder.
Without the Immortal Weapon Golden Body, he is still a first-class master and has the confidence to defeat any enemy head-on.
I smiled slightly and took a second breath.
Fake Wei Ba's body froze in place, and his iron fist, which was only an inch away from me, could no longer move forward, with a look of horror on his face.
He finally realized that he was facing a real sorcerer.
But it was too late, he could neither move nor make a sound.
I pulled out a moxibustion needle from the elastic band of my trousers, shook it at him, walked behind him, and slowly inserted it into the vital part of his spine, but stopped when the end of the needle just entered the skin.
If he got even one centimeter more, he would definitely die.
But I'm not here to kill people.
As a law-abiding citizen, Mr. Yinmai, I never directly touch human life.
The fake Wei Ba fell to the ground as softly as a puddle of mud, his eyes were wide open, he was breathless, and he looked like he was still dead.
I patted his face and sneered: "Don't come to me if you become a ghost. Every injustice has its own owner, and every debt has its own owner. I can only blame you, Mr. Wei Ba, for his excessive appetite. The old immortal wants to give him your head." Learn a lesson!"
After saying that, I followed the voice I just heard and walked to where the man with his toes was standing.
There were a pair of shallow toe prints on the ground, almost imperceptible.
I pulled out a piece of tightly rolled plastic from the elastic band of my pants.
Rolled inside is a piece of yellow mounting paper.
I went to the bar to get a bottle of wine, carefully covered the footprints with yellow paper, and sprayed it with wine.
After a while, the footprints were completely rubbed onto the yellow mounting paper.
I re-rolled the paper in plastic and stuffed it back into the elastic band. I poured the wine from the bar throughout the room according to a specific path, took another bottle of foreign wine, and drank slowly while leaning against the window.
After a while, the hull of the ship shook slightly and began to move slowly.
There were footsteps outside the door.
Fang Zhanxin's voice sounded at the door, "Old Master, Ms. Yao is here."
I broke the window glass with my elbow.
A crisp crackling sound was heard.
The door was pushed open hard, and a middle-aged man wearing a straight suit broke in. When he saw the fake Wei Ba lying on the ground, he immediately screamed, "Old Immortal!"
Behind him stood a tall woman in her thirties, wearing a low-cut evening dress that showed off her figure. The ravine was unfathomable and indeed very large.
She was much calmer than Fang Zhanxin. When she saw the scene in front of her, she did not scream, but immediately left the room.
When exiting, she looked towards the window and saw me.
I grinned at her, gestured with a pistol, and mouthed "BIU", then I lit the foreign wine bottle in my hand with a snap of my fingers and slammed it on the ground.
The flame quickly spread along the wine flame, covering the entire room in an instant.
The criss-crossing flames formed three huge burning characters for "Zhu", and under the character "Zhu" were nine consecutive characters for "Fire".
The God of Fire wishes Rong to descend into the mortal world, but his power is difficult to control.
Fang Zhanxin finally noticed me and screamed: "Who is it, don't run away!"
I laughed, jumped out of the window, and plunged into the fast and cold river.
When I climbed ashore and looked back, the stern of the cruise ship was blazing with fire and it was slowly approaching the dock that it had just left.
Countless terrified passengers crowded onto the deck.
Crew members can also be seen holding water hoses in an attempt to extinguish the flames.
But this would be a wasted effort.
I used the method of using the situation to help the fire. It will never go out until it burns for half an hour.
This cruise ship is doomed.
