The more I talked about these street walkers, I didn’t know where the topic was going.

"I'm talking nonsense. Look, isn't this little Taoist priest here to collect his body?"

"Aren't Taoist priests all catching zombies? Is this old man going to turn into a zombie!"

"Damn it! Brother, don't scare me! I'm timid!"

"Didn't you, Zhang Dabang, brag about being brave? Why are you cowardly now?"

"That little Taoist, you are really here to catch zombies, right?"

The street skater laughed and joked.

Cheng Fan looked strange, turned his head slowly, nodded to them solemnly, looking like "you guessed it".

The streets were stunned and everyone was stunned!

"Damn it! Taoist priest, are you serious?"

"Help! Asir! There are zombies in the law enforcement bureau! The Taoist priest personally admitted it!"

"No, right? I said casually, there are really zombies, aren't there really?

The street stalkers showed horror and their legs trembled slightly.

A leisurely young man with colorful hair and strongest figure stood up and shouted, "Don't scare yourself, this little Taoist priest pretended to follow your words! Where are there zombies?"

The street squirts were stunned when they heard this.

Yes! Where do zombies come from in the real world?

Everyone looked at Cheng Fan fiercely, showing a fierce look on their faces.

It was the little Taoist priest in front of them that made them look ugly!

Cheng Fan said lightly: "Who said there are no zombies in the real world?"

The street squirted and said disdainfully: "If you have a kind of person, you can change it and see!"

Cheng Fan smiled faintly. Naturally, he had no means to turn a zombie into a zombie, but he had the means to make this group of people believe that there were zombies in this world.

"You said that there are no zombies in this world, so the Taoist will naturally not have magic?"

The street stalkers responded in unison: "Of course! If you little Taoist priest can use spells, we will admit that there are zombies in this world!"

Cheng Fan smiled slightly and said calmly: "Are you really that? Why don't we make a bet?"

The street squirts patted their chests and agreed, and the bet was decided.

Who would believe that there are really zombies in this world? Someone can do magic?

"If you lose the bet, we will wear the Taoist robe on you!"

"The sword behind you is good."

"I'm in love with the whisk in your hand!"

"I want that ring on your hand."

Cheng Fan's mouth raised slightly. These people had no ability and had a good attitude. They all liked the best spiritual weapons.

"If you lose, I will be sent to you within one month."

Cheng Fan is not the one who suffers a loss. He wants these street runners to be of great use.

He quietly looked at the background of these people with his eyes. Nowadays, he didn't dare to come out to do a street walk without any background at home.

Two of them are big families from Hengcheng, and two of them are considered local snakes in this town. Even the most inconspicuous thin man is not very powerful, and he can shake a group of people with just a shout.

These people are not traitors and evil people. They have been arrested in the Law Enforcement Bureau many times, because the reasons are either to be hooligans or noise disturbing the public.

There is no question of crime, they are all powerful kings, and in fact they dare not touch the bottom line. But a hat that disrupts public order will definitely not be able to escape.

Cheng Fan raised a finger and said lightly:

"This month, you cannot evade punishment for any reason. Otherwise, even if you escape to the ends of the world, I can catch you back!"

Upon hearing this, the street squirers were a little scared. Why did this little Taoist priest speak so scary?

"Boss, why don't you forget it? I always feel like this guy has something."

"No! What do you pay attention to when you come out? It's face! Isn't it just a little Taoist priest? Do you really believe that he knows magic?"

"Boss is right! Our Wuzhenshan boy group not only needs to be loyal, but also protect your face!"

"That's it! Otherwise, how can we do anything in the future if this little Taoist priest said it?"

The young man with colorful hair and strong figure said coldly: "Little Taoist, although I don't know why you are so confident, you will definitely lose! You can't deceive me if you are fooling me!"

"I'll tell you the truth! My ancestors are just tricks. If you can't come up with some real materials, don't blame my fists for being unreasonable!"

The street squirted excitedly, and the voices all clamored to the law enforcement officer outside.

"Master, the immortals will not encounter any trouble in it, right?"

The young law enforcement officer sat down and asked, lying at the door of the detention room.

The deputy director, the old god, was holding a pot of tea on the ground and said lazily:

"What trouble can immortals have? There are just a bunch of street walkers inside, just wait and watch the show. Maybe the immortals will also help us educate them."

The young law enforcement officer lit up and gave a thumbs up.

"Master, you are so cunning!"

Puff! A mouthful of tea was sprayed out.

"Boy, bet on the beating!"

......

In the detention room, Cheng Fan stopped talking nonsense when he saw this group of idle young men getting into his trap.

Cheng Fan waved his Taoist robe and set up a ban here, so the sound would not reach the old man's cell.

Then he pinched the magic tricks with his hands, and five light spots penetrated into their eyebrows.

Five street skaters felt a flash of golden light in front of them, and there was no other movement, and they all sarcastically said:

"That's it? That's it?"

"Little Taoist, are you just a few tricks?"

"The last time I saw that fake Taoist priest who could do tricks was better than you!"

"I thought there was something good to watch, but I didn't expect it to be that?"

"My grandma's tricks are better than you!"

Cheng Fan's face was indifferent, and his expression seemed to be watching a group of ants.

He suddenly activated his magic power, and there was no wind around him.

Cheng Fan calmed down a little and only released the momentum of the Qi training level.

Hold with one hand and spread your palms.

Crack!

The blue and purple light flashed, and obediently condensed into a ball of thunder in the palm of Cheng Fan's hand!

The Five Thunders Dharma-Palm Thunder!

Gudong!

The street squirts widened their eyes and swallowed dryly.

This, this...

What is this!

Thunder in the palm?!

Is there really a spell in this world?

"Old, boss, fight against counterfeiting!"

"I feel my legs tremble."

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At this moment, a trace of electric light ejected onto the iron railing of their cell, making a slight sound!

Bang!

The iron railing that was hit actually emitted smoke!

"Damn!"

The street squires watched this scene in horror.

Cheng Fan's eyes flashed with lightning, and thunder in his palm was sent to the five people.

The dazzling lightning burned their eyes instantly.
To be continued...