mysterious forerunner

Chapter 91 Secret Negotiation
"Hey!" Zhang Qingxiang shouted, rising into the sky, and stabbed the female ghost's head with a green spear!

……

In the distance, dozens of newcomers were confused: "What are you doing in the office?"

"He was holding the spear and spinning around in front of the elevator..."

"Ya Nei's actions make it seem like he has encountered an enemy? But he is clearly still standing where he is and hasn't even entered the elevator."

"But looking at him, it seems like there's really a big battle going on."

Du Jinpeng suddenly understood: "Ghost hits the wall!"

The agents saw their team leader using a spear to open the "elevator" with a solemn look on his face, and then performing a series of operations...

It's so embarrassing, especially in front of Du Jinpeng and the others!

"Captain!" Several agents were anxious and rushed forward together, but found that they could not reach Zhang Qingxiang no matter what.

Just two meters in front of Zhang Qingxiang, they felt a whirlwind, ghosts howling, wind rolling, black clouds rising instantly, and they suddenly lost their bearings.

They were shocked. Wasn't this outside the mysterious scene? Could it be that the mystery had spilled over?

They were cautious, wary of anything strange coming out of the dark clouds around them.

But without paying attention, his nose inhaled a trace of stench, and he suddenly fell into a state of drowsiness.

Not only failed to rescue Zhang Qingxiang, but he also fell into it.

Du Jinpeng watched the good show from the side, crossed his arms with satisfaction, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

He would not laugh gracelessly in front of so many people, or even open his mouth to greet Zhang Qingxiang.

But what happened today is bound to become a joke after the party in high-level second-generation circles like them, and it will soon spread throughout Lingxi Province.

Wei Guoyan on the side is even more amused. There is a small square hanging on his chest, which is a body-worn action camera.

Wei Guoyan had already adjusted his position, and the camera was pointed at Zhang Qingxiang.

"It's all recorded, I guarantee it's very clear, hey hey hey."

Du Jinpeng nodded, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became wider: "I'll give a copy to Lao Guo later, and ask him to appreciate how skilled his so-called capable subordinate is."

If you support the Du family, you are "Lao Guo", and if you oppose us, you are "Lao Guo"!
Du Jinpeng glanced at Uncle Zhong next to him again.

Zhang Qingxiang had indeed made a fool of himself, but this was only half the battle.

The remaining half depends on whether Uncle Zhong can solve this mysterious scene.

Uncle Zhong suddenly laughed strangely, and his whole body became more rickety. His upper body seemed to be lying on the ground, and his butt was stuck out, like a weasel peeking outside the chicken coop.

His facial muscles writhed and twisted, turning into a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. There were actually six long and stiff beards that grew rapidly from both sides of his lips.

Uncle Zhong walked to the elevator and made a strange "gurgling" sound in his throat. The grimaces that were moving up and down on the elevator's electronic screen suddenly stopped.

He showed a ferocious expression and stared directly at Uncle Zhong.

"I'm here to discuss things with you. How about we all take a step back?" Uncle Zhong's voice was shrill and harsh.

"There are forty-nine people in this building, and you've killed thirty of them. That's enough."

"Release the remaining people, and I will remember this favor."

The grimace suddenly became violent and jumped wildly on the electronic screen, seeming to be very dissatisfied with Uncle Zhong's proposal.

Uncle Zhong was furious: "How dare you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me!"

"Do you really think that no one in this world can control you?"

Uncle Zhong suddenly stretched out his hand - that hand had turned into a sharp claw.

Swipe hard towards the front of the elevator.

stab-

It seemed like a piece of mourning cloth was torn in the void.

The "ghost wall" that trapped Zhang Qingxiang and a group of agents was immediately broken.

The agents were covered in cold sweat, their faces were pale, their legs were trembling and they stepped back again and again, and then they sat down on the ground unable to hold up. Zhang Qingxiang was suddenly shocked, realizing that he had been deceived by the illusion, with a look of shame and embarrassment on his face, and silently walked back to the secret case team.

Du Jinpeng and Wei Guoyan had no time to cancel Zhang Qingxiang at this time. They were all staring at Uncle Zhong. Success or failure would depend on the next few minutes.

On the elevator's electronic screen, the furious grimace suddenly became quiet.

But he grew a little bigger and stared at Uncle Zhong angrily.

Uncle Zhong grinded his teeth and made a strange clucking sound. He raised his front paws and looked at it. His voice was still sharp and harsh, but it was a bit arrogant: "How about I give you one last chance.

If you still refuse to agree, don't blame me for being ruthless, killing you physically and mentally! "

He took a few more steps forward and reached the position where Zhang Qingxiang was just now. The mystery and power in the elevator could already affect this position.

Uncle Zhong didn't seem affected at all. He stretched out his paw again and slowly scratched the darkness that trapped the entire residential building.

The darkness here is like layers of black cloth.

stab-

Uncle Zhong scratched another hole in the "black cloth"!
call--

From that opening, a fierce will-o'-the-wisp emerged, and the flame was as thick as a ball of blue-green oil.

The flames fiercely burned Uncle Zhong's claws, but a contemptuous smile appeared on Uncle Zhong's face, and he did not retract his claws, allowing the other party to burn.

The confrontation lasted for about ten seconds.

With a whoosh, all the will-o'-the-wisps were taken back.

On the electronic screen of the elevator, the grimace opened and closed its mouth several times, with an extremely fierce expression.

Uncle Zhong took back his paw with satisfaction and licked it a few times with his tongue: "That's right. Let's all take a step back. Why should we quarrel with each other?"

"Go back obediently. Daxian, I will remember you. Next time we meet, Daxian, I will return a favor to you."

There was a ding in the elevator and the car dropped.

The grimace on the electronic screen suddenly changed and returned to the normal floor numbers.

The mysterious power like black cloth wrapped around the outside of the residential building dissipated with a breath.

In the residential building, a cry came out, piercing the night sky.

Zhang Qingxiang immediately waved his hand: "Hurry in!"

Du Jinpeng folded his arms and sneered: "He will take the credit."

The abnormal state on Uncle Zhong's body receded, and his whole body went limp and fell down.

Wei Guoyan quickly supported him and said earnestly: "Uncle Zhong, thank you for your hard work. Sit down and have a rest."

Uncle Zhong was very weak, but he kept saying: "I don't work hard, my great immortal does. It's all the credit of my great immortal. Are the sacrifices you promised ready? My great immortal wants to enjoy it immediately."

Du Jinpeng immediately said: "I have been prepared for a long time, and I will not let the immortal down."

He gestured towards the distance and parked on a truck on the street. Several people got out and quickly took out several chicken coops from the car.

Inside were more than twenty large roosters with snow-white feathers.

Du Jinpeng gave Uncle Zhong a thumbs up: "Uncle Zhong, you are the one."

When Uncle Zhong saw the live chickens, he no longer thought about responding to Du Jinpeng. He suddenly threw himself on the chicken coop, grabbed one out, and bit it down with all the fur on it.

puff!

Chicken blood splattered all over his face, and the rooster didn't die immediately, flapping its wings and screaming as it died.

The remaining roosters felt the threat of death and clucked in the cage. The scene was chaotic and strange.

Everyone subconsciously stayed away from Uncle Zhong.

But some people are wondering: just a few dozen live chickens, how can this... monster work for them?
　Third update, I came back a little late after going out.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)