I bowed solemnly to Ming Nan, then turned around and left without hesitation.
No one wants to be a deserter. If possible, I would rather fight side by side with these hard-blooded men. Even if I die, I will end up with great success and not lose the prestige of my Yin Yang store.
But this war started because of me. On the one hand, the Corpse Ancestor tried his best to kill me, and on the other hand, the exorcists tried to protect me at all costs.
Even fighting to the death.
If I stay any longer, I will really harm them.
If I leave, the Ancestor of Corpses may give up his fight to the death with everyone and come to chase me.
I don't know how many times I have escaped. Once upon a time, I thought that after I obtained the knowledge and means of being born, I would no longer have to run around with my tail between my legs.
But reality slaps me hard in the face every time: no matter what skills you have learned, you still cannot escape the fate of being a deserter.
In this world, only strength is the most important. If you don't have strength, you won't even have a chance to fight side by side.
Although there was a lot on his mind, his steps were very fast. In an instant, he got into an off-road vehicle that had been prepared and stepped on the accelerator to move forward.
As soon as the car started, I heard the Ancestor of the Corpse chuckle softly: "Zhang Wuxin, do you think you can still walk away now? You are going to be torn between people, why don't I kill you first and then talk about it!"
I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw a dozen Corpse Ancestors running wildly out of the black air. They were extremely fast, overcoming numerous obstacles in an instant, and chasing me.
Deputy Commander Di Ming shouted sternly: "Run away!"
I stepped on the accelerator without hesitation, and the off-road vehicle sped out as if it was flying. I heard Zhang Wuren shouting loudly: "Prepare the corpse coffin! Hurry!"
In fact, I really want to see what the corpse-suppressing coffin prepared by the Special Cases Division looks like, but I know that most of the time this thing will not be able to trap the ancestor of the corpse. At most, it can only stop him a little.
So I didn't even have time to look in the rearview mirror. The wheels were rolling and I had already rushed out of Xiaotangshan.
There were endless rumbling sounds from behind, thunder was rolling in the sky, and lightning flashes were like snakes dancing wildly, illuminating the surroundings with strange lights, as if they had entered a different world.
Unexpectedly, I heard the ancestor of the corpse behind me laugh loudly: "The corpse-suppressing coffin is a good thing! It is indeed a good thing!"
I heard the voice almost behind me, and I was almost scared out of my mind. When I turned around, I found that the corpse ancestor was in tatters, like a rag doll, with torn wounds everywhere.
In the wound, countless corpse auras kept coming out and dissipating, as if it was filled with countless black smoke.
Seeing me turn my head, the Ancestor of the Corpse grinned at me and said, "Zhang Wuxin, you can't escape."
The next second, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the Ancestor of the Corpse. It was Mr. Jiang who was the most proficient in shrinking the ground into an inch. Although Mr. Jiang's steps were not fast at all, and even a bit slow, every step he took seemed to
He crossed the space and arrived directly more than ten meters away.
Mr. Jiang shouted: "Fifteen seconds!"
The red and blue ropes in his hand suddenly spun out and instantly entangled the Corpse Ancestor's legs.
These two ropes are called demon binding ropes. The red rope represents yang and the blue rope represents yin. They are Mr. Jiang's magic tools specially used to subjugate demons. This thing was broken by the ancestor of the corpse before, but this kind of magic weapon
They are connected to each other, and even if they are broken, they can be restored quickly.
Only then did I realize what Mr. Jiang meant by fifteen seconds. He meant that he could delay the Ancestor of Corpses for fifteen seconds to give me time to escape.
The ancestor of the corpse was entangled in the demon-binding rope, but he did not panic at all. He stretched out his hand and the demon-binding rope broke again. Unexpectedly, this time the demon-binding rope was different from before. Although it was broken into two parts, it looked like a spiritual snake.
The same thing crawled into the corpse ancestor's body along his wounds.
The Ancestor of the Corpse was startled and said: "Disturbing Yin and Yang? What a good plan! But this thing is useless to me!"
He suddenly stopped and took a deep breath. Two red and blue ropes passed by with a harsh sound. Mr. Jiang took a step forward and narrowly avoided the steel-like ropes.
The palm slapped the ancestor of corpses on the back.
This may seem like an understatement, but the Zombie Ancestor was staggered abruptly, and the black energy coming out of his body became a little more intense. However, when he looked at Mr. Jiang again, he found that his appearance had become more than ten years older in an instant.
Years old, even a trace of white hair appears on the temples.
The metabolism of the undead is extremely slow, so even if Mr. Jiang is over a hundred years old, he still looks like a middle-aged man. But just this palm has consumed an unknown amount of his life force.
No wonder the Zombie Ancestor staggered and almost fell to the ground.
The Ancestor of the Corpse snorted: "How can you stop me at the expense of your own life? I will definitely kill Zhang Wuxin today!"
He kicked Mr. Jiang away and continued to chase my car. Unexpectedly, more than a dozen exorcists were chasing me around me.
The images of these exorcists are all a little embarrassed, and some are scarred and covered in blood, and some look exhausted, as if they have forced their bodies to come over.
These exorcists shouted in unison: "Zhang Wuxin! Run away!"
More than a dozen exorcists rushed forward, only to hear a din of clanking noises. Some people flew out and lay on the ground dead, while others were missing arms and legs and crawled all over the ground in pain.
Vaguely, I saw Ming Nan flying past, picking up the seriously injured one after another, briefly rescuing them, and then placed them in a relatively safe place.
This is Ming Man faithfully fulfilling his promise to me.
Suddenly, I heard the howling of the wind above my head, but three helicopters were chasing after them at the risk of being struck by lightning. Before the helicopters landed, three figures jumped down from them and blocked them without hesitation.
In the midst of my busy schedule, I looked back and saw three people: Deng Bochuan, Liu Guomin, and Hu Runzhi.
As soon as the three division chiefs took action, they suppressed the Ancestor of the Corpse in an instant. At the same time, the machine gun on the helicopter also began to roar, and a series of bullets were swept down with tracers. It was not known what bullets they used.
, wherever he went, the ground turned into a sea of fire.
Until now, both sides have tried their best. Countless experts from the Special Case Division, together with civilian exorcists, fought against the Ancestor of the Corpse for half an hour, but they still ended up in a lose-lose situation.
That's right, both sides suffer.
The Ancestor of the Corpse's body was covered in scars, probably from being injured by the so-called corpse-suppressing coffin, and the infrasonic transmitter kept suppressing him. Even though he was so powerful that he was invincible, he was beaten so hard by the exorcists that he was so miserable.
However, he was able to stand up to countless top players in the country on his own, and his strength can be said to be shocking even in the past.
I didn't dare to look back, so I just drove the car and ran. I saw smoke billowing from behind and the sound of gunfire. It wasn't until I turned two corners that I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as I don't die in the hands of the Ancestor of Corpses today, I will definitely take revenge in the future!
While I was thinking this, a figure suddenly flashed in front of me, which scared me to slam on the brakes. The huge inertia caused my body to hit the front involuntarily, making me dizzy and bleeding.
At this moment, a thought flashed through my mind: Grandma, you didn’t wear a seat belt!
Just when this idea came to mind, I heard the ghastly voice of the ancestor of corpses: "Zhang Wuxin, can you still escape?"
The next second, someone outside grabbed the door handle and forcefully removed the entire door.
I was scared out of my mind, how could this old guy be so fast! Could it be that even Deng Bochuan and others couldn't stop him?
After thinking about it, I took out the evil-suppressing short stick, and the real sun fire spurted out, and hit him directly. The ancestor of corpses sneered, and snatched the evil-suppressing short stick with his hand, and pointed his finger between my eyebrows.
"Do you know why I have to kill you? Because only the Son of Heaven is the real nemesis of the dead. If you are alive, you will become a threat to me sooner or later."
When he pointed his finger at the center of my eyebrow, I felt a cold air penetrate directly into my brain. The cold air was like an ice cube, destroying my brain in a destructive state.
I just felt a splitting headache, and I couldn't help crying while holding my head.
Vaguely, I heard someone roaring, someone cursing, and the roar of armed helicopters in the sky.
Then came the laughter of the Ancestor of Corpse, who seemed to be saying: "Deputy Commander Di Ming, we will see you on the battlefield of life and death..."
I fainted, this time very completely. At the moment when I lost consciousness, a thought flashed through my mind, I wouldn't really die like this, would I?
That's right. How could the Ancestor of Corpses fail when he takes action?
I never thought I would wake up again. At least the moment I fainted, I was ready to accept death.
But when I heard the slight beeping sound of the instrument and smelled the pungent smell of the medicine, I realized that I seemed to be still alive.
I tried hard to recall the memories before I fell into coma, the tragic battle, the strength of the Corpse Ancestor, and the last finger that reached out to my forehead.
I was so shocked that I couldn't help but want to raise my arms to protect my forehead, and then a heartbreaking pain came from my wrist.
I groaned, and then I heard someone next to me say in surprise: "Are you awake? Fourth child! Are you awake?"
I opened my eyes slightly and found a man wearing a black jacket and a full beard looking at me with bright eyes. Perhaps sensing the pain on my face, he shouted outside again: "Old Liao! Liao!"
Doctor! Come here quickly, the fourth child is awake!"
A doctor wearing a white coat and a mask hurriedly walked over. He couldn't hide the surprise on his face and said, "What a guy! Your brain has turned into paste, but you can still survive? Boy, do you still remember who you are?"
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I opened my mouth to answer, saying that I was Zhang Wuxin from Yin Yang Shop, but I felt my throat was hoarse, my lips opened and closed, opened and closed again, but no words came out.
Dr. Liao said regretfully: "I knew that even if this kid could wake up, he would become an idiot and there would be no hope."
Zhang Wuren scolded: "That's nonsense, didn't you see this kid staring at you? He knows you are calling him an idiot."