One hundred and twentieth chapters deserve what they deserve
For a moment, Su Bei's hair stood on end, and chills spread all over his body.
He didn't realize that there was another person behind him at all.
This shouldn't be the case!
"Don't move. If you move, I will kill you. If you don't believe me, can you try?"
The indifferent voice echoed in Su Bei's ears, making him feel uneasy!
Especially after feeling a hand on his shoulder, his body became stiff and did not move.
Because, at this moment, all of his energy was locked.
The evil energy is like the deep sea, unpredictable and irreversible.
"So, do you think I'm weak?"
The man leaned close to Su Bei and asked with a half-smile, his tone was very relaxed and freehand, as if he was talking casually to an old friend who had known him for many years.
Su Bei didn't shake his head, he just said with a calm face: "If you don't want to kill me, do you want to talk to me, or do you want me to do something for you?"
He really didn't expect that the Buddha's hands were actually connected with the Buddha's head.
Tonight, I guess it was a conspiracy that deliberately came to harm the people who came after me.
Unexpectedly, he would be the one who fell into the trap.
No one has this kind of luck.
"No wonder my head fell into your hands twice. You are much smarter than them. Tell them to stop. If they touch my head, I will twist off your head."
Monk Wuhua, who was completely controlled by the Buddha's hand, said with a smile.
Use the calmest tone and say the harshest words.
This evil Buddha is far more terrifying than Su Bei imagined.
"All live..."
Before Su Bei finished shouting, a voice interrupted him.
"Can you give me some face and spare the life of this young squad leader?"
Monk Wuhua frowned, and the mood on his face seemed to fluctuate a little. Just like Su Bei was a little surprised before, he actually didn't feel that there was an extra person behind him.
"The aura on your body is not right. It's not from the City God's Temple, nor from the underworld. Are you from the underworld?"
Monk Wuhua turned his head to look at the person who suddenly appeared, and asked as if he had some understanding.
At this time, Su Bei took advantage of Monk Wuhua's suddenly tense nerves and had a chance to turn his head. He was a little surprised that the person coming was actually the middle-aged man he had met on the roadside just now.
The middle-aged man smiled at Su Bei. His smile was kind and his expression was genuine. It seemed like he was very familiar with Su Bei.
Do all the people here know me well tonight?
Su Bei really wanted to ask, why did everyone look so familiar to him?
But he is really not familiar with you!
"Hey, my friend, you have good eyesight. You can also tell that I come from the underworld. It seems that you are also a person with stories. But can we discuss what I just said?"
The middle-aged man said with a smile, looking very friendly.
"What if I can't negotiate? Do you think it would be faster for you to save him from me, or for me to kill him?"
Oh, by the way, people who come up from the underworld are considered stowaways.
If this shady guy sees you, shouldn't he arrest you?"
Monk Wuhua stared at the middle-aged man teasingly, with a hint of excitement on his face, as if he wanted to have sex with the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was playing with three dice in the palm of his hand. He said with a headache: "In the world of the world, I really don't want to do anything. After all, it is not easy for me to come up."
At this point, the conversation seemed to have reached a deadlock, but the conversation changed next, and there was a hint of smoke rising.
"But, if this is your reason to take advantage of me, then you may be wrong."
The middle-aged man smiled faintly, and then said slowly: "I am obsessed with dragons, and I never like to be manipulated."
He threw his right hand upwards, and the three dice were thrown up, neither light nor heavy.
And when the three dice fell back into the hands of the underworld gambling king, Monk Wuhua's right arm had already fallen with a "click".
Milong glanced at the three dice in the palm of his hand. He rolled exactly three sixes, which was good luck.
When the Buddha's hand and soul were completely shattered, Monk Wuhua leaned forward and fell to the ground and expired.
Without the restraint of Qi machine, Su Bei suddenly felt no pressure at all, and he took a breath.
"Boss, that remnant soul has been eliminated by us."
Not far away, Xiaoliang shouted to Su Bei in a good mood.
Su Bei couldn't help but rolled his eyes, expecting these people to know how he died.
"Well, it stands to reason that since you came from the underworld, I have the responsibility to catch you. But you saved me just now, so I pretend I've never seen you."
Su Bei deliberately made himself sound righteous and pretended that he didn't know about the Mysterious Dragon. Haha, even when facing this gambling king of the underworld who was so powerful that he could kill the Buddha's hand in an instant, he didn't dare to say another word.
Now, this sentence is just a step down for myself.
"Don't be nervous, I don't have any ill intentions in looking for you, it's not because of what happened before.
For such a trivial matter, I went through all the trouble to come up here, but it's not necessary.
You know very well that if you want to come up like me, the price you have to pay is not ordinary.
If I didn't really need your help this time, I wouldn't have come here rashly.
As for sincerity, you saw it just now."
Mi Long spoke unhurriedly, with a gentle tone without any malice.
Suddenly, Su Bei raised his eyebrows. He seemed to have figured out the purpose of Milong's journey to the underworld.
So, after thinking for a while, he said, "I actually have no right to take care of this matter. You may want to discuss it with my boss, Mr. Yu."
As the saying goes, if you say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will leave.
In the mist not far away, Yu Tou led Brother Zhang and a group of undercover agents came over.
Brother Zhang and others didn't feel anything, but Yu Tou's face changed slightly after seeing Mi Long. He walked up to Mi Long and sneered, "How brave."
"For the sake of saving your life just now, please intercede for me, okay?"
Mi Long looked at Su Bei helplessly.
Someone just saved you, and it's unreasonable for you to turn a blind eye to Su Bei.
"Sir, let's talk."
Yu Tou glanced at Su Bei who was smiling bitterly, nodded after a moment's hesitation, and walked away.
Su Bei and Mi Long followed.
Brother Zhang in the crowd looked at Su Bei's leaving figure, his eyes still filled with resentment, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
…
After choosing a quiet open space, Su Bei told Yu Tou everything about what had just happened.
Yu Tou looked very surprised after hearing this. He suppressed the shock in his heart and quickly figured out the matter.
"With your intelligence, you must have figured out why Milong came to the underworld. Before that, please allow me to give Milong a chance to defend himself."
Milong said in a very respectful manner, completely arrogant as the master of the underworld.
"Say." Yu Tou said calmly.
"The ghost chosen by the mythical dragon must have been a bad person in his previous life. Only in this way can his gambling nature be stimulated to the greatest extent.
What Milong wants is a real gambler who can fight for me in the underworld, not the kind of indiscriminate gambler who has no viciousness at all.
Those people deserve what they deserve, and Mi Long is not just doing justice for heaven, but he is just fighting evil with evil."