Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 508 The Demon Head Natasha
The taxi driver looked at the bowl-sized, black muzzle of the T72 tank, and his psychological defense completely collapsed.

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, he kept muttering: "I'm driving without a license, driving without a license, why are the tanks dispatched?"

"What do you mean, what do you mean, is this going to fire?"

Jiang Yun looked at the T72, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Leaving aside the power of the 125mm smoothbore gun, even the 12.7mm vehicle-mounted anti-aircraft machine gun could crush him into a sieve with full fire.

Cultivation is not cultivating immortals, and the Golden Light Curse is not an indestructible body. When encountering this modern hot weapon, you have to kneel.

"Davari, do you all use tanks in Russia to catch escaped cars?" Jiang Yun asked in a daze.

The taxi driver shook his head blankly. This was the first time he had seen such an outrageous situation.

The water friends in the live broadcast room looked at the T72 tank. Many people saw this big guy for the first time. The strong sense of oppression was really scary.

"Playing so big, it is worthy of being a fighting nation!"

"Sure enough, Russian tanks can go on the road, and it seems that they can fire at any time."

"Although the muzzle of the cannon is as big as a person's head, I feel that the Taoist priest can beat the tank."

"It's just outrageous, the tanks are dispatched, and the log trucks will come out later, right?"

"Jiang Daochang: Please brag and don't take the poor road, this tank really can't do it."

"The level of protection of the 650mm homogeneous steel armor, even a Taoist priest in the Jindan period may not be able to pierce through it with a sword?"

"Should we call the police for the head of the Taoist priest? Isn't he messing with the underworld?"

"If the Caucasian gangsters can have T72, the Mao Xiong couldn't do it back then. If they can, then the rabbit and the eagle sauce should be sworn overnight."

The cockpit of the T72 tank opened, and two big hairy men in messy military uniforms crawled out of it.

They carried AK47 slung across their bodies, then took out a photo from their pockets, compared it, and nodded in satisfaction.

dong dong!

One of them knocked on the window of the taxi and said to the driver: "You're in luck, man, you have to give us a ride."

The taxi driver was still very righteous, he thought it was his fault, and then pointed at Jiang Yun in the car, wanting Jiang Yun to leave.

After the two big hairy men looked at each other, they looked up to the sky and laughed, then shook their heads and refused decisively.

After they climbed back to the T72 tank, the tank started, and then the taxi was escorted by the muzzle and walked onto the road.

on the way.

The roaring police car drove towards him, and the taxi driver honked his horn excitedly, trying to surrender himself.

But after the big hairy policeman in the police car turned his head and glanced at the T72, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed over directly.

The taxi driver yelled excitedly in the car, and the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

"It's not like this to escort the mob, right?"

"Did the Daoist offend someone who can't be offended? Isn't this too scary?"

"Da Mao's police: Damn, who the hell am I chasing, hurry up, hurry up."

The T72 tank turned in at a small intersection, and after driving for half an hour, it stopped in front of a manor.

This manor was expanded on the basis of an old castle. It is very luxurious, and the gate is heavily guarded.

After the taxi driver looked at the Fulaer Manor hanging at the door, his whole body shivered.

With a pale face, he introduced to Jiang Yun this very famous Death Manor in Russia.

Fulaer Manor is the stronghold of a well-known oligarch, and it is their family's private property, which is said to have been passed down for hundreds of years.

According to legend, outsiders who entered this manor never left safely.

The current owner of this manor is the seventh-ranked oligarch in Russia and the only female Natasha. This woman is extremely cruel and low-key.

"Jiang Daochang, if you have anything else you want to say, then say it as soon as possible, otherwise you won't have a chance later." After the taxi driver introduced Jiang Yun.

He silently dialed the phone number at home and began to explain the funeral.

Jiang Yun looked at the heavily guarded Fulaer Manor, touched his nose, and couldn't help guessing wildly in his heart.

Master has calculated the black hexagram all his life, but he has never been able to calculate it accurately. Could it be possible that it will be accurate today?
It's a trickster, this is counted once, and the apprentice was taken away.

The audience in the live broadcast room began to mourn in silence. People are abroad and cannot help themselves.

"I have long heard that Lao Maozi's oligarchs are very cruel, but I didn't expect such cruelty."

"Natasha, this name sounds very nice!"

"Hiss, the uncle at the airport restaurant did his calculations accurately. The spoon fell on the floor, and the woman came to the door."

"I seriously suspect that this is a premeditated kidnapping case with extremely brutal methods."

"Which Taoist priest has a connection, you go to Wudang and ask Chisong Taoist priest to come."

"The main gun of the tank is directly on the skull, the ancestor of the Sanqing has to weigh it when he goes down to earth, right?"

After the gate of Fulaer Manor was opened, the T72 tank escorted the taxi, ran left and right inside, and then parked in the back garden.

The back garden of this manor is huge, there must be dozens of acres, maybe hundreds of acres.

The taxi was parked on a piece of grass, and the T72 tank was watching from a distance. A few big, hairy men came out of it. They were drinking vodka and talking and laughing beside them.

Jiang Yun and the taxi driver got out of the car and kept looking at the surrounding environment.

He was about to go over to ask about the situation, but an adult black bear ran over with a whimper.

This black bear weighed more than three hundred catties. When it stood up, it was close to three meters tall and felt extremely oppressive.

The taxi driver hid directly under the car, and when he was about to drag Jiang Yun under the car, the black bear seemed to smell something and ran towards this direction.

Xiao Bai jumped into the car, and she roared at the black bear, which made the black bear stop.

Afterwards, the black bear ran up to Jiang Yun, sticking out its tongue and wanting to lick someone.

Its tongue is full of barbs, and if it licks it casually, it will be designated as disfigurement.

Jiang Yun stretched out his hand and pushed the bear's head away. The black bear shook its head and pounced on it again.

After it ran in front of Jiang Yun, it stood upright, and then assumed a boxer's posture, with its legs imitating the butterfly step of boxing champion Ali, constantly jumping and changing positions.

The strength of the two bear's paws is very strong, and the most important thing is that this black bear can still kick in circles!

The only pity is that he is too big and has too many gaps in defense. Although he has a strong ability to fight against blows, Jiang Yun still saw the opportunity and kicked up in the crotch.

The black bear clutched its crotch, lying on the ground in pain, roaring non-stop.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw the scene of the man and the bear fighting each other, a row of question marks appeared above their heads.

"This bear, have you ever watched a boxing movie? Why do you think it can fight?"

"You don't hit people in the face, you don't kick people in the crotch, Taoist priests are more or less disregarding martial arts."

"Hahaha, don't talk about Wude Jiang Daochang."

"Even the butterfly walk came out, is this the movement made by the black bear?"

"Why not, this must be a real bear, I saw two bears grabbing a lumberjack's gun yesterday, and then chasing people away【狗头】"

"This is a performing bear in a circus. His acting career is over. He just returned to nature. When he met Daochang, his acting spirit exploded."

Seeing that the black bear was subdued, the taxi driver couldn't get up for a long time. He climbed out from under the car and gave Jiang Yun a thumbs up.

"Davari, your Khitan's kung fu is really amazing!"

"Can you teach me two tricks, so that next time I fight a black bear, maybe it will be easier."

Jiang Yun looked at the taxi driver who pulled him to the point of no return, and asked in surprise, "Davari, can you beat a black bear?"

"Small, small, killing a black bear with bare hands is a rite of passage for every Russian man." The taxi driver said with a bit of arrogance.

The black bear wailed very cooperatively, and the driving crew members of the T72 tank not far away were all stunned.

The local old men were dumbfounded, and the audience in the live broadcast room were naturally not much better.

Many people really believed the driver's bragging.

"Why is this black bear being bullied into a dog in Russia?"

"Awesome, I thought it was bragging on the Internet, but I didn't expect people to really fight hard with black bears."

"Press ak with one hand, blow vodka from a bottle, hug a black bear, what a man!"

"I feel humiliated for this black bear, it's really embarrassing!"

"Brothers, although the old men in Russia are very vigorous, they are not so vigorous. They abuse black bears per capita!"

The black bear got up and shouted angrily at Jiang Yun: "Roar~~"

"Pindao is forced to defend himself, why do you have the nerve to ask me why I beat you?"

"Roar~~"

"What the hell, we don't know each other, what are you talking about with me?"

"Roar~~"

"Brother Xiong, you are an adult bear anyway, why are you crying wronged?" Jiang Yun looked at the black bear lying on the ground, not knowing.

The taxi driver explained leisurely: "Davari, if you are kicked in the crotch, you will fall to the ground and cry bitterly, even if it is a bear."

When Jiang Yun was still thinking about whether his feet were really too heavy, a convoy drove over from the direction of the castle.

A group of heavily armed men got out of the car and began to guard around them. The center of them was protecting a blond woman wearing sunglasses and a white coat.

The blond woman waved her hand lightly, and two Maozi Maozi came over with guns in their hands, and confiscated all the belongings on Jiang Yun and the taxi driver.

"Jiang Daochang, that is Natasha who kills without batting an eye."

"Except for her personal bodyguards, in Russia, no one has seen her face."

"She's a cruel person, and she's never reasonable. We're both going to die." The taxi driver wailed.

Jiang Yun felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, and explained: "Davari, you are also a country ruled by law."

"Even in an oligarch's place, they can't kill people casually, can they?"

"No, Jiang Daochang, you don't understand Russia, let alone these oligarchs." Before the taxi driver finished speaking, Natasha came over.

She took off her sunglasses, glanced at the two of them, then shook her head, and said, "It's not him, drag it down and bury it."

Jiang Yun: "???"

taxi driver:"???"

The audience in the live broadcast room: "???"

This outrageous approach caused the live broadcast room to explode.

"Whether this is a script or not, don't scare me."

"If you don't agree with each other, you will bury someone. Isn't this Sister Bao'er's personality?"

"My god, this woman is so cruel."

"It is indeed very cruel. After the appraisal is completed, the Taoist priest will go all the way."

"It's really inhumane to bury alive. I think it's better to shoot him directly if conditions permit."

"Will these oligarchs really not be punished for killing people casually?"

"Young man, you are still young, you really don't understand capital!"

The taxi driver cried bitterly, then knelt on the ground and begged bitterly.

Natasha said coldly: "If you two have any last words, say them quickly."

"If it can be completed, I will try my best to help you achieve it."

The taxi driver knelt on the ground and asked very piously that a Catholic priest could pray for him.

Jiang Yun wanted to return his mobile phone, ready to call for help, and seek help from the confidante that Master mentioned.

I mean, I didn't take Master's words to heart at the time, and I didn't even remember his name, so I saved my phone number in the call log.

Jiang Yun looked at the muzzle of the T72 tank, thinking in his mind, if the phone fails and he tries his best, what is the probability of escaping from this muzzle.

Patriarch Sanqing blesses, fortunately, the phone is connected.

Over there, there was a burst of pure Russian, and he asked excitedly: "Damn ghost, you still know how to call me, when are you going to come back and marry me?"

Listening to the coquettish voice on the phone, Jiang Yun fell into a long silence.

Sure enough, the master didn't have a single truth in his mouth. What kind of bosom friend is so happy with wine and talk, this he is a confidante, right?

He coughed in embarrassment, and said, "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, this layman, you have misidentified the person."

"Master Chisong is Pindao's master. When I came to Russia this time, he gave me this phone number, saying that if I have difficulties, I can call this number for help."

"Well, are you free now, can you save me?"

On the other side, it was also silent for a long time, the coquettish voice disappeared, and said with two hateful voices: "Chisong's apprentice, is that man your master?"

"Yes, nothing wrong."

"Okay, it's up to you, you can call Mistress first!"

Listening to the voice on the phone, Jiang Yun almost spat out this old blood.

Master was in Russia back then, what did he do, wouldn't he decide his life here privately, right?

Jiang Yun looked at the muzzle of the T72 tank and Natasha, the female devil who was on the phone next to the tank. After hesitating for a moment, he still said from his heart: "Mr. Madam!"

"Very good, you little Taoist priest, you are much better than your master, where are you now, I will save you right away." On the other side, he said confidently.

Jiang Yun was overjoyed, Master's confidante seemed to be an oligarch, and the circle of oligarchs should not be big.

These two people might also know each other. For a phone call, the female devil might let her go because of him.

"Master, I'm in Fulaer Manor right now, and the female devil here is going to bury me alive, when will you come over here?" Jiang Yun said honestly.

(End of this chapter)