After I drew the talisman on the yellow paper with Wei Ba's toe prints, I made a paper kite as big as two palms. I went to the village to borrow a bicycle from Tao Danian, and rode the kite along the path pointed by the kite. Ride down the direction.
Two hours later, I came to a large black iron gate.
The iron gate faces the street, and plane trees are planted on both sides of the road.
If you are far away, you can look over the high courtyard wall and see a corner of the European-style villa inside.
Letting go of the string in his hand, the kite staggered over the wall and fell into the courtyard of the villa.
I stepped forward and knocked on the door.
A small window opened on the iron door, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman, looking at me warily, "Who are you looking for?"
"Please inform Mr. Wei Ba that he came to visit Zhoucheng after running away from sea."
"You are looking in the wrong place, there is no Mr. Wei Ba here!"
The middle-aged woman said coldly and closed the small window.
I smiled at her and said, "Open the door."
She was stunned for a moment, and then there was a sound of the door bolt clanging.
A small door opened on the big iron gate.
I stepped through the door.
In front of him is an open lawn.
Behind the lawn is a large three-story villa.
This place won't be newly built, it can only be the property of a wealthy family before liberation.
Being able to live in a place like this is in itself a sign of the strength of your connections.
The same old immortal master, Ge Xiu could only live behind his own medicine hall, which was not comparable to Wei Ba's pomp.
Only in this kind of place, once the door is closed, it is an independent world, and outsiders will not know who the real Wei Ba is.
The kite landed on the lawn.
I walked over, picked it up, removed the bamboo branches, folded them carefully, and walked on the lawn towards the villa.
Before I could get close to the villa, I saw a large group of people running out of me. They were all wearing flat-top jeans and black vests, with large tattoos exposed. They were holding machetes, steel pipes and iron chains in their hands, blocking my way with great force.
Although it is a bit out of place in this manor and villa, this is the scene of a serious charlatan. It would be really strange if a group of bodyguards in suits and leather shoes came out and pulled out a bunch of guns.
The driving force is a consumable item used by the warlock to support the scene when walking and doing things, and to fight for territory. It does not need to be carefully cultivated like the accompanying guardian. It is usually used by recruiting some skins on the ground, so that it can quickly gather momentum.
Although Wei Ba has been operating in Jincheng for a long time, he obviously has no idea of cultivating strong warriors by himself. He still uses the old method, and at most he only provides them with uniform clothing.
Generally speaking, these people will not live with the warlocks for a long time. Instead, they will be scattered outside and given some money to support them. When they need to do something, they will be called together by the warrior leader.
Now they all came out when they were disturbed, which shows that Wei Ba was shocked by the burning cruise ship and felt insecure, so he gathered all his warriors at his residence to protect himself.
He must have seen the roots of the evil nails from the protector.
As the top being in the entire Jincheng arena, the only ones who could make him feel threatened and uneasy were the four people in the same position.
These warriors cannot stop real warlocks, but they are enough cannon fodder for delaying time, consuming spells, and blocking eyes.
I stopped and didn't look at these thugs named Lux, but looked up towards the balcony of the villa.
The balcony was empty, but I knew someone was there, watching me.
"The pulse has chaotic energy, Ge Zu divides yin and yang, Ming Chuan thirty-eight, today I will tell you about my body. I ran across the sea, the old sand boat, the fortress, the stars, the stars, and broke into the old Tongshen. Please hang up a bag and show your true body."
I pinched the Dharma Seal and bowed toward the balcony.
The first thing to do when breaking into a house is to explain your attitude.
There was no echo from the balcony direction.
But not long after, the mountain-like Yan Jing appeared at the door of the villa and walked straight over.
"Mr. Zhou, please see the old immortal. You are not qualified. Please go back. Brothers, give Mr. Zhou a ride for the old immortal."
The gang of warriors raised their swords, raised their sticks, and swung their chains, and they slowly came forward.
This is a send-off, not really sending someone out the door, but sending them on their way.
It's not that easy to climb into the ground tiger's door.
For a character like me who has no reputation and no foundation, if he wants to get in front of such a character, he must first show the power of thunder that is worthy of this treatment!
If I don’t show my authority, people won’t treat me as an equal!
I smiled slightly, threw a cigarette into my mouth, took a deep breath, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said with a smile: "Master Wei Ba made a mistake. I'm not here to ask him to see him, but to give him a heads up. This If we don’t meet, how can we remind you?”
Those strong men were standing unsteadily and teetering on the verge of collapse.
Yan Jingxian's expression changed. He immediately held his breath, but instead of retreating, he took a step forward and punched me in the face.
Almost at the same time, the warriors who had been fascinated by the smoke regained their energy, roared and rushed towards me again.
This is Wei Ba's home court, so it's strange that he can't prevent even this trick of photographing flowers.
I stood still.
Just as Yan Jing's fist was halfway through, the wound on his arm burst open and blood began to pour out.
Dense red spots spread rapidly towards the shoulders.
The iron fist with wind and thunder weakened helplessly.
How could I escape unscathed after going to my yard?
This move had already been foreshadowed when he made amends with six swords and twelve holes.
And this foreshadowing didn't just fall on him.
Almost at the same time that his arm was bleeding, the same incisions were opened on the arms of all the warriors who rushed up, and blood started to flow out, and it was more urgent.
For a moment, everyone was covered in blood, their whole bodies felt weak, and they couldn't even hold the dick anymore, and Ding Dong fell to the ground.
By uniting with Yan Jingxian, they were able to withstand the smoke of Huahua Enchantment. In turn, the magic that Yan Jingxian endured would have the same effect on them.
Any technique has its two sides.
If you receive its benefits, you must bear its harms.
I walked forward slowly and walked towards the villa in front again.
Even if you don't ask or give in, you can still break into the house by showing off your skills.
Yan Jing stepped in front of me first. Although his arms were bleeding and he couldn't lift them, he still had no intention of getting out of the way.
But the other warriors did not have his perseverance and courage, and they all fell to the ground crying.
A normal person wouldn't be afraid if he saw himself getting a lot of cuts for no apparent reason and bleeding!
I shook my head and said, "Get out of the way. There is no need to risk your life for this. You old immortals are destined to see me. Even if you risk your life, it will be in vain."
Yan Jingxian's face muscles twitched, but he had no intention of getting out of the way.
I sighed and was about to take action when sparse applause sounded from the balcony.
"What a good idea. Please get out of the way and ask Mr. Zhou to come into the room to talk."
I looked up towards the balcony.
A man stood against the light. His appearance could not be clearly seen. He could only be seen wearing a blue robe.
But I recognize this voice.
It's the one who walks on his toes.
