The pistol in Hu Bayi's hand was pointed in that direction: "Mingzi?"
"..."
Hu Ming signaled, still vigilant.
At this time, five or six minutes had passed since Hu Ming spoke out and the police were on guard.
Hu Bayi and the others also pointed their guns in that direction for five or six minutes.
silence.
There is nothing but silence.
If Hu Ming's intuition hadn't told him that there was a pair of indifferent eyes watching him in the darkness, Hu Ming himself would have thought that his judgment was wrong.
The other party's patience is really scary.
"...I just looked in the wrong place and found this place by chance. I'm not interested in your goals. That's your business."
Finally, a calm and calm voice came from the darkness.
The person slowly emerged from the darkness.
Under the searchlight, it was a young man about twenty years old.
Wearing a black hooded shirt, jeans, and combat boots.
The expression on his face was just like his tone, without fluctuations, as if the guns pointed at him were nothing.
Hu Ming frowned and looked up and down at the person coming!
"This is!?"
Suddenly, Hu Ming's pupils shrank.
He saw the visitor's right hand hanging down by his side, and his index and middle fingers were extremely long!
"You seem to know something?"
The young man noticed Hu Ming's gaze keenly and said calmly without any waves.
"You know something about it...my little brother, your surname is Zhang?"
Hu Ming's mouth twitched fiercely, and he had a ridiculous guess in his mind.
The skill of two-finger caving is the unique skill of Faqiu Tianguan, but the Faqiu lineage in this world has been cut off a long time ago.
It seems that people's fingers look like they have been since they started practicing this kung fu since childhood.
As far as Hu Ming knew, the Zhang family disciples who stole the pen seemed to be extremely good at this skill.
Where do so many coincidences come from in this world?
"The last name is Zhang!"
The young man named Zhang still said indifferently.
It was as if nothing in this world could ever cause him to have mood swings.
"It doesn't matter what Zhang, Shi, Lu, etc."
"Mingzi, if you want me to say that this grandson is sneaky, he may be harboring something evil in his heart."
"Let's not talk nonsense with him and kill this grandson with one shot. Mad, he hunts geese all day long, but in the end he was bitten in the eye by a house sparrow."
"If this spreads out, what kind of dignity will the three of us, Jin Xiaowei and Yifa Qiu Tianguan, have?"
Seeing the indifferent expression on the young man named Zhang, the fat man couldn't help his bad temper immediately. He set up the machine gun and wanted to take a shot.
"Fuck... Fatty, wait!"
Hu Ming quickly stopped the fat man.
"Faqiu Tianguan?"
Brother Zhang's expression changed for the first time, and a pair of cold eyes lingered on Hu Ming.
It was obvious that this indifferent young man had a surprised look in his eyes for the first time.
"Ah!! Brother Hu Ming, this guy is just like you, he has no shadows behind his eyes, and...and..."
At this moment, Axiang, who was protected by everyone behind him, suddenly let out a low howl. Before he could finish speaking, his eyes were tightly closed, and two streaks of black blood slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes.
"There is also a unicorn-like shadow behind him, right?"
Hu Ming's eyes were half-squinted, and his golden dragon pupils showed that he had already seen through everything.
Under everyone's doubtful gazes, Hu Ming suddenly put away the dragon pattern curling cloud knife in his hand.
"Kirin?"
Hearing this, Yang Shirley, Lao Hu, and Fatty were all stunned and looked at Hu Ming with confused eyes.
They knew that there was something else in Hu Ming.
For example, the golden dragon tattoo, or the phoenix tattoo that only Shirley Yang knows about.
"Brother, please forgive me for asking more, but please never tell me that you are Zhang Qiling?"
The young brother from the Zhang family, the cold and dull gourd, Qilin...
Hu Ming suddenly had a bold guess in his mind!
"..."
The guy surnamed Zhang...oh no, the guy looked at Hu Ming with a colder expression.
I was not surprised to guess that his surname was Zhang. After all, the other person's golden dragon eyes seemed to have seen something.
Coupled with the skill of exploring caves with two fingers, in the eyes of those who know the Zhang family, they are so knowledgeable that there is no way to run away.
But Zhang Qiling?
This is not something you can guess by just guessing.
"Really? I probably believe that you entered here by mistake... By the way, little brother, you entered here randomly!"
After Hu Ming was silent for a moment, he called on everyone to fire his gun.
To be honest, for a man like Hu Ming, who is very capable, the deterrent effect of guns and ammunition is really limited.
Although Hu Ming seems to be a little bit better than the younger brother...it's really just a little bit hotter.
But with my skills, it is not too easy to adjust your body shape to avoid the muzzle of the gun during the short period of time when everyone pulls the trigger.
To pose a threat to people like Hu Ming and Brother, at least a squad of sharpshooters must be mobilized!
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Zhang Qiling, to be precise, Zhang Qiling, the head of the Zhang family of this generation.
In Hu Ming's memory, he had lived for more than ninety years when the plot of 03 Theft of Pens began.
It's late 1981, in other words.
This year, I am only over 70 years old, still young.
The Zhang family is born with longevity, especially the younger brother, who is called the "incomplete body of immortality". This is not an exaggeration!
But Aphansia...
Thinking of this, Hu Ming looked at the little brother with a little more pity!
Alas, it is said that their brother's apathy is the result of intermarriage within their clan!
Hu Ming couldn't help but be glad that he was not in this situation! Even if there were these abnormalities, Hu Ming had a system and had a chance to make up for it, but it was difficult for the younger brother.
Looking at the young man in front of him, and thinking of his former girlfriend surnamed Huo, Hu Ming did not take any chances anymore. This world, the world of stolen pens and ghosts lighting lanterns, has really been connected.
This point, when Hu Ming first met his girlfriend surnamed Huo, made him want mmmp inexplicably.
By the way, in 2003, Hu Ming seemed to be able to maintain a youthful appearance while riding a horse.
Forever eighteen-year-old brother? Turtle, you have something to play with!
Hu Ming rubbed his increasingly younger face and couldn't help but marvel.
