Chapter 132 The First Battle of the Elderly Cultivation Legion
Go? Where to go!
"Stop." Yu Wenguo said, his voice was not loud, but it sounded like a sinister wind.
The black figure trembled, but Yu Wenguo had slowly followed out, the two figures one behind the other.
"What are you going to do?" Yu Wenguo said, following the black shadow in the darkness.
Holding on to the stairs, the black figure glanced up and looked at Yu Wenguo, whose face was pale.
"I~I'm going home. I recognized the wrong door." After saying that, the black shadow hurriedly ran down the stairs.
It was said that he was running, but the strange thing was that he was not very fast.
Go home? Yuwen Guo was obviously not satisfied with this explanation.
He chased him directly down the stairs as if he was floating, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab it.
Almost the next moment, Yu Wenguo felt as if his hand was touching the air when it touched the other person's arm, and he moved across it all at once.
However, the moment the two came into contact, Yu Wenguo's hand glowed green, and the black figure's arm suddenly emitted green smoke.
Then, there was a scream.
The next moment, the dark figure didn't bother taking the stairs and jumped directly from the window in the corridor at the corner of the stairs.
It's better to rush over than to jump.
Because when jumping down, the upper half of the body is on the window, and the lower half passes through the wall.
"..." Yu Wenguo had a black line on his head and was even more stunned.
At the same time, he hurriedly followed him to the window at the corner of the stairs and looked down, quietly, with a frightening white face looking down, expressionless.
Almost at the same time, a scream came from downstairs, it was from a child.
"Ghost! Dad, there is a ghost! There is a ghost floating down from the fourth floor!" Under the streetlight of the community downstairs, a little boy about four or five years old pointed in the direction of the fourth floor and shouted, with some excitement.
"Run away, Dad, look at him running away!" The little boy shouted, pointing to the location of the trash can downstairs.
"What nonsense are you talking about? No one will jump down!" The young man was also startled by his son's shout.
But no one jumped down.
He was scolding his son, thinking that he was talking nonsense, but the next moment the young man saw the pale face on the window of the corridor between the fourth and third floors.
And when he saw that face, the figure of the owner of that face slowly retreated, and then disappeared from the fourth-floor window in the night.
"I am Cao!" In an instant, the young man was startled.
To be exact, I was so scared that I almost peed.
"Come on, hurry up, there have been too many strange things in the past two days. Come on, son, let's go home quickly~"
"It's not that person's father, it's the other one. Someone just ran out of the wall and jumped off the building, it was~"
"Okay, okay, hurry up and go home~" As he spoke, the young man glanced at the staircase window again and wiped his cold sweat.
On the other side, Yu Wenguo pulled his face back from the window with a black line on his head.
"Go home?" Yu Wenguo murmured, looking at the house number of his home.
At this time, Yu Wenguo's phone rang, and it was Zhang Jiangang who called back.
The content is very simple: Just wait, I will come right away!
On the other side, the figure just climbed out of the trash can and ran away, and in an instant he got into the corner of the community, and then wandered, wandered.
"Go home, go home~" the black figure muttered to himself, his eyes a little blurry and in a trance.
I don't know when, the dark shadow walked under the door of a store in Longteng Phase 1 and looked towards a lively place with lights on.
Seeing this store with lights on and looking at the movement inside, Heiying's eyes froze for a moment.
And in this chess and card room, there were the clattering sounds of mahjong, poker, and card shuffling, as well as the pungent smell of cigarette smoke.
There were young people, middle-aged people, and some old men wearing flip-flops and vests.
"Sanjo!"
"What a fool, haha!" the group playing mahjong shouted in surprise.
"Is your head rusty? Can't you tell that we are working together? If you hit me, I said I don't want to play cards with you. You have a problem with your IQ." And in the corner,
Another wave of people playing poker was also quite lively.
One uncle pointed at his companion and sprayed him all the time, making the other uncle's face turn red and his neck thick with spray.
"How did I know? I thought you were the landlord's bastard. Why did you just play my cards? If you didn't play one-two, I would have left long ago!" the uncle who was sprayed counterattacked.
"Ah, okay, okay, let's just play, come, come, shuffle the cards." The fat old man who won the landowner said with a suppressed smile. At the same time, he gathered the playing cards, shuffled them again, and then dealt them again.
At this moment, a figure sat down on the empty bench at the three-person card table without saying a word.
"Here you are, brother?" Seeing the person sitting next to him, the fat old man who just won the game said hello, then he took a sip of the tea on the table and then concentrated on playing cards again. "Ah~
This tea is good, 45678, Shunzi!”
While he was talking, the fat man hit a straight, and he was even more delighted.
Without him, I have a very good hand, and I also have two bombs, four twos and two kings.
At the same time, the other two old men at the same table also glanced at the man sitting next to them, "It's quite unfamiliar, brother, you just moved into the community?" The old man on the left wearing a gray undershirt also said hello,
"I can't afford it!"
As for the old man wearing reading glasses, he nodded, then frowned and looked at the cards by himself, considering whether to play this straight.
"Ten jqka!" He gritted his teeth and punched out the reading glasses man.
The three of them were enjoying playing cards, but they didn't notice that the old man who just sat over had his eyes widened.
He looked at the fat old man and then at the old man with reading glasses, with shock in his eyes, as if it was incredible that these three old men could see themselves.
Subconsciously, this person wanted to get up and leave. However, when he saw the fat uncle's card, the figure steadied himself and his eyes lit up.
"Uncle Zhao, who are you talking to?" The young man playing mahjong at the table next to him shouted curiously towards the three uncles playing cards.
There were obviously only three people sitting at that card table, so why were these three men talking to an empty bench?
"Ah, what do you care about others? Hurry up and show your cards!" But as soon as the young man finished speaking, he was called back by his companions.
When they heard this, two of the uncles were startled, and even glanced at the man sitting next to them.
"Ah, what are you looking at? Let's play cards quickly. I can't afford it, I can't afford it!" The fat uncle said impatiently, and at the same time he freed his hand to take a sip of tea.
But at this moment, someone moved.
A hand reached out to his own cards at some point, and then strangely pulled out his four twos, and then played them!
"Four twos~" When he was 'helping' himself to hit four twos to suppress the straight, the figure next to him also said.
He took a sip of tea and squirted out. The fat man was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
"I said, brother, what do you mean?" The fat man stood up immediately.
Next to them, the faces of the thin old man and the old man wearing reading glasses also changed.
Although they were a little happy, the two uncles still felt that it was too much.
There is no such thing, just look at it, no one can do it!
If you want to play cards, that's fine. Let's play the next game of four against the Landlord. But it would be outrageous to directly take away Lao Zhao's cards and help him play them.
Although he was not as angry as the fat old man and stood up to question him, the thin old man and the old man with reading glasses were both looking at the scary white-faced man sitting there.
The face twitched at this moment, especially when he saw the three old men looking at him.
This 'man' was even more speechless.
At the same time, the young people around, including a few old men and women, also looked over.
The old men were fine, just watching the excitement and waiting for the incident to develop. But the young people looked confused, wondering, did Mr. Zhao have a seizure? How could he be acting in front of the bench?
And at this time.
"You're not talking! What do you mean?" Seeing that this man remained silent and looked at him with strange eyes, the fat man became angry.
As he spoke, the fat uncle pushed the 'person' directly with his hand.
The next moment, the fat uncle's face changed, the faces of the two uncles next to him changed, and even the faces of the old men watching the fun not far away also changed!
Damn it, all the old men stood up!
I saw something strange happened when the fat old man surnamed Zhao just pushed someone. He obviously pushed the man, but it was as if he had seen a ghost. Uncle Zhao's hand went straight through the man's body!
Not only that, the man also screamed at the same time, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable.
"I am Cao!" The elders were frightened and even more confused.
"What's wrong, what's wrong, uncle?"
"What's going on? Don't scare us. Why are you all standing up?" The young people were even more confused, but felt inexplicably upset.
And at this moment, the figure that the young people couldn't see but the older men could see stood up, turned around and was about to run away.