Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.
A young man wearing a long-sleeved white shirt stood on the way down the mountain and bowed to the two old men behind him.
"Master, my disciple is going down the mountain now. Please take care of yourself and Uncle Tian."
This young man has silver hair all over his head and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows. He has an extraordinary handsome appearance, just like a banished immortal.
The young man worshiped two old men. One was tall, with white beard and hair. His kind eyes hid a charm that ordinary people could not find. Returning to nature was reflected to the extreme in the old man.
Another old man was sitting in a wheelchair. His old face had a pair of bloodshot red eyes, as if he had stayed up late for a long time, but he looked full of energy.
These three are all well-known figures in the alien world.
The tall old man is Zhang Zhiwei, the 65th generation Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain. Sitting next to him in the wheelchair is Tian Jinzhong, a high-ranking master of the Celestial Master's Mansion. The young man in white is Zhang Lingyu, a close disciple of Zhang Zhiwei.
"Have a good time traveling in this world." Zhang Zhiwei smiled at his apprentice with a hopeful look on his face, "Only when you master the mind ape can you be qualified to master the thunder method."
"Master, don't worry, my disciple will definitely live up to your expectations!" Zhang Lingyu promised solemnly, then turned and walked down the mountain.
"Brother, have you heard about what happened in the capital?" After Zhang Lingyu left, Tian Jinzhong mentioned what happened last night.
"Huaiyi's descendants have shown up, right?" Zhang Zhiwei looked deeply at the rolling green mountains in the distance and said in a deep voice: "Huaiyi's big-eared thief has more eyes than all our brothers and sisters combined. If his grandson dares to show up in this way, he probably won’t be far behind.”
Tian Jinzhong nodded in agreement: "And the company's headquarters is also in the capital, so I guess there won't be any big trouble."
"Let's wait and see for a while." Zhang Zhiwei said in a calm tone, "If the situation changes, I will take action."
A gust of breeze came, and three or two fallen leaves were swept up. Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the leaves jumping up and down, and his eyes were filled with confidence that he was looking down on the world.
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As the sun sets and the moon rises, the lanterns light up the sky.
The capital at night is like a huge steel forest, and the lights on each "tree" are like fireflies attached to them, illuminating and embellishing this materialistic world.
On both sides of the main road in the city are gorgeous street scenes that look like stars falling like rain. In the middle of the road, there are an endless number of luxury cars of all colors, which is quite a bit like "BMW cars are all over the road."
This is one of the largest metropolises in Asia, and all the prosperity, luxury, and splendor that human society can see can be found here.
Correspondingly, all the hardship, filth, and depravity that can be seen in human society can also be found here.
Zhang Chuyi walked through the dark alleys that were not illuminated by the bustling lights, but this time he was no longer a mouse hiding from XZ.
This time he is a hunter, and the omnisexual demon is his prey.
"Aren't you going to run away?" Zhang Chuyi put his hands in his pockets and said to the young man in front of him.
With blood streaming from the corner of his mouth, the young man covered his chest and leaned against the wall. When he saw his companion coming to meet him at the end of the alley, he finally smiled.
"It's so lively, so many people came all of a sudden." Zhang Chuyi stopped and found seven or eight people standing at the end of the alley, but there were no familiar faces among them.
"Zhang Chuyi, let me see where you are going now!" The leader, with a mustache, laughed wildly at Zhang Chuyi.
"Run?" Zhang Chuyi chuckled, "Do you think I don't know you have an ambush here?"
Mustache frowned: "What do you mean?"
"You have to ask him." Zhang Chuyi raised his finger and pointed at the young man who brought him in.
"I'm sorry, everyone." The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "If I don't tell him about the ambush here, my skills will be useless.
I won’t argue with the source of Qi Ti. Please greet him well and don’t embarrass us all! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man jumped up, climbed over the wall with great agility, and ran away.
"Zhao San'er, damn it!" Mustache yelled at his companion who was applying oil to his soles.
However, as soon as he cursed, Zhang Chuyi, who was covered in golden light, was already wrapped in a strong wind and struck in front of him.
It can only be said that he is worthy of being an all-round expert who dares to trouble the people of Qi Ti Yuan Chuan. Even if he is suddenly attacked, the mustache will cover his whole body with Qi almost as a conditioned reflex, and then wave out a palm with all his strength.
There was a crisp "click" sound, and a dent was made in the palm of Mustache's hand, and his elbow protruded back out of thin air for a long time.
The severe pain made Mustache open his mouth and wanted to scream, but Zhang Chuyi put an arm on his shoulder. He suddenly lost his balance and hit the ground horizontally, and he immediately lost consciousness.
However, even though Quan Xing and his gang of scumbags had committed many evil deeds, there were really not many cowards. Seeing Mustache in such miserable condition, none of them even ran away, and they all rushed up with howls.
Zhang Chuyi's face was as dark as water, and his body was shining with golden light.
Facing the swarming enemies, he struck out like lightning and hit the Tianling Cap of the one closest to him with a slap.
The man didn't say a word and fell straight to the ground like a wooden stake.
Zhang Chuyi, who had made a successful attack, did not even glance at the man on the ground. He blew out a sullen breath and struck an elbow on the chest of the enemy who rushed in front of him.
Under the flash of golden light, the man's protective energy was directly destroyed. Then Zhang Chuyi raised his hand and slapped him into the wall like a fly, causing a large amount of white ash to fall from the wall.
Then, as if there were eyes in the back of his head, he stepped sideways to avoid the knife coming from behind, then turned around and punched him hard.
The crisp sound of fractures immediately poured into the ears of the knife holder, and the severe pain made him let go of the long knife in his hand while screaming.
Zhang Chuyi had quick eyes and quick hands. He took the long knife that was still glowing with blue light, turned around and slapped it again, hitting the ear of the sneak attacker behind him.
The man was struck by the blade as if he had fallen into a hornet's nest. His head was filled with a harsh buzzing. He quickly raised his hand to cover it, but he couldn't cover the blood gurgling out of his ears.
Throwing away the long knife that had been bent into an L shape, Zhang Chuyi's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he waved his arms to clear a path through the crowd. His fists and elbows hit these scumbags like raindrops as fast as raindrops.
Suddenly, the banging and muffled sounds in the dark alley were endless.
Zhang Chuyi has experienced this kind of less-versus-many scene too many times over the years.
Although there are many people in Quanxing, there are only a handful of masters after all. None of them, such as Ding Shian, Tu Junfang, Six Thieves, and Si Zhangangang, are here. How can these dozen of miscellaneous fish be his opponents?
Covered in golden light, these long-range attacks could not break through his defense, and he could only come up and fight hand-to-hand.
But trying to fight with him is as ridiculous as an ant trying to shake a big tree.
He had only practiced the Golden Light Curse for sixteen years, but he had practiced the Baji Quan for a full thirty-six years!
Beating these losers who only have seven or eight years of three-legged cat skills is as easy as Wu Zhuangyuan beating a primary school student.
In less than five minutes, there were already people lying on the floor in the alley, and three more were embedded in the wall, and they had to be buckled hard to get them out.
After confirming that no one could stand up, Zhang Chuyi patted the wall dust on his shoulders, turned around and disappeared into the night.
