When I saw the person coming, I realized that it was this old guy Taihong, the same guy who almost blew my eel out of my anus in Thailand. At that time, I saw him coming in wearing a big black cloak and a hat.
, sunglasses, and a mask, I felt like a spy. I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he came in. I was just afraid of encountering that kind of unfamiliar and brain-dead master. Since Taihong didn't attack as soon as he came up,
Me, and we were on the same side when dealing with the Nanyang Jiangtou Division. When he saw me, he seemed a little excited.
But he was so excited that he made my son, oh no, my Abao like this. As soon as he came in, he said to me with a bloody Mandarin: "Xiaojiu, I haven't seen you for a long time.
Come and be safe."
"Oh, that's good, I can speak Chinese." I looked at Taihong and laughed, walked over, and asked: "Damn it, why are you pretending to be so foreign? Hurry up and get rid of this head-down for me, A Bao."
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"Xiao Jiu, don't worry, don't worry. It's okay to solve the problem, but aren't you curious about why I'm in Beijing?" Taihong asked me in a mysterious manner. I shook my head and waved my hand, "
If you're not interested, just get out of here and get out of here, or I'll beat you every time I see you."
I don’t want to get involved in so many muddy waters now. It’s impossible for Taihong to come to Beijing for no reason. There must be something big. When Taihong heard what I said, he didn’t get angry immediately and said: “Don’t do this.
After all, we share the same sorrow. Didn’t some ancient people in China say that those who have chopped people together are friends of life and death? You see, we can be considered friends of life and death. I have some things in Beijing that I want to let you know.
Are you interested in helping me?"
"You idiot, I'm not interested." I shook my head. Let's not talk about which awesome ancestor said that about killing people together. Just saying that he asked me for help would definitely not be ordinary. After all, Taihong is not the same.
The top-ranked commander in the Skip Platoon is an awesome guy. It’s too early for me to help him? You can understand with your toes that he probably wants me to be cannon fodder, so I didn’t even say polite words to him.
, I’m not afraid of him falling out, this is our Chinese territory, what else can he, a foreigner, do?
"If you don't help me, that boy named A Bao will be dead. And he has a baby!" Taihong said to me with a smile. His smile looked like a kind old man at this time. If he didn't
People who know him might think he is the director of an orphanage or something like that.
"Baby?" My eyes lit up when I heard it. Now I have tasted the benefits of the treasure. It is like the General Sword. It is an absolute sharp weapon. If it were not for the General Sword, my combat power would probably be reduced to zero. I would
Said: "You first have to lower Abao's head, and then we will talk about the baby!"
"Okay." When Taihong saw that I was excited, he ran over and took out a small bottle from his arms. This bottle was not too big and looked like it contained elixirs. Taihong said
When I opened the lid, a foul smell immediately came out. I also knew that their head-lowering skills were all practiced with various things, and I couldn't ask them to taste better. At this time, Taihong put Ah
Bao's mouth was pinched open, and then a stream of red liquid was poured out from the small bottle, and Bao was asked to drink it.
Then Taihong took two steps back and looked at Ah Bao with his hands on his chest. After waiting for about thirty seconds, Ah Bao finally screamed and looked very painful. Taihong stopped me when I wanted to rush forward.
Then A Bao vomited up a lot of ash. The ash looked like paper burned into ashes. A Bao vomited up a lot. In the end, he vomited until his stomach was empty before he lay down weakly and closed his eyes.
As soon as I fell asleep, there was a foul smell in the room. It seemed that I couldn't expect to sleep here tonight.
Then I went out to find a hotel owner to change rooms, and then moved all my things to the next room. Then I finally sat down and rested. Looking at A Bao who was sleeping soundly, I shook my head, and then turned to face him.
Taihong asked: "What kind of treasure is it?"
"That's it." Taihong then followed me.
It turns out that on the day I died in Thailand, most of the masters in the Thai and Nanyang head-dropping world died in Thailand. Taihong, the Thai head-dropping master, was the only one who pretended to be dead. Of course, Taihong told me that he fought to the death.
They fought hard and fought their way out, but I guessed that if he had fought hard and was still alive, Meng Yi would have had to chase him, so he probably pretended to be dead and survived, but the Jiangtou division on the other side of Nanyang was dead.
In a clean and tidy manner, Taihong became Thailand's number one head-reducing master.
When he was at the height of his glory, he suddenly heard rumors that there was a treasure from an ancient master in Beijing, a treasure that seemed to be a doll. He thought it was a rumor at first, so he didn't pay attention at first, but then he heard
He said that all the new generation of Nanyang Jiangtou divisions had come to Beijing to look for him. He was worried that if the Nanyang Jiangtou divisions found him, he would be doomed, so he also came to Beijing to look for him.
After a year of searching, I have even become fluent in Mandarin.
And he also told me that the main reason he was looking for me was that he had no connections! There was no one. As mentioned earlier, the Thai Jiangtou divisions were very scattered and not organized at all, but the Nanyang Jiangtou divisions were
They were very united, so Taihong contacted five or six Thai Jiangtou division friends at that time, and then came to Beijing to look for him together. However, not only did there not be any progress in this year, but he was also attacked five or six times by the Nanyang Jiangtou division.
This time, all his friends were also dead. The doll that Abao picked up just now was actually left behind after the battle between him and the Nanyang Jiangtou Master. When he came back to his senses and came back to look for it, he had already discovered that Abao
He was possessed and saw me, so he wanted to ask me for help.
After listening, I nodded. I have no doubt that we have the treasure of the head-down master in Beijing. In fact, the profession of the head-down master was actually spread overseas from China. At the beginning, it was just some control objects.
Later, like gunpowder and the compass, the Chinese art of sensory control did not have much effect. It was just a Taoist art for fun. However, it was promoted by overseas masters, but China has always been the birthplace.
It is normal for them to have treasures from their masters.