90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 113

"We, father and daughter, are a perfect match!" An Yan shouted as she floated upstairs, fearing that she would be a step slower and would not be able to catch up with An Zi.

He is still a new ghost and needs the protection of his good daughter.

Anzi ran up to the fifth floor in one breath without feeling tired at all.

An Yan was right. There was indeed something on this floor, but not just one. She sensed that there were probably about four.

"Please...don't...help me..." Yang Duobao's extremely frightened voice sounded at the end of the corridor.

Anzi stuck his head out and heard the sounds of those things.

"Hahaha! Flower girl!"

"Yoshi..."

Anzi: ???
She hurriedly took a few steps forward and saw a few bow-legged men wearing ordinary military uniforms.

This scene shocked her so much that she couldn’t react for a moment. Now someone is starting to play cosplay???
Yang Duobao was forced into a corner and trembled. If she hadn't had the talisman given by her cousin, she would have probably suffered the same fate as those security guards.

It's so scary! It's so scary! What kind of monsters are these?

She only remembered that when she was about to go downstairs to the dormitory, she heard someone screaming. She thought someone had an accident, so she went over to take a look and saw that these monsters in military uniforms had actually used long knives to chop a security guard in half from top to bottom.

She was almost scared to death at that time, and when she wanted to escape again, the monsters had already surrounded her.

Everyone thought she would die too, but suddenly a golden light popped out from her chest and forced them back. She hurriedly called her cousin.

Unfortunately, the amulet only lasted until she fled to the fifth floor, and the golden light on it faded almost to nothing.

"Please let me go, I'm not delicious... I haven't taken a shower for half a month, I stink..." Yang Duobao cried with tears and snot, she just saw them eating the dead security guard with her own eyes.

Why hasn’t my cousin found someone to rescue her? If she dies, the money she just saved will fall into the hands of her useless brother before she can spend it.

Why is her life so miserable...

Yang Duobao thought sadly.

Just when she was in despair, a clear child's voice sounded like nature, resounding throughout the corridor.

"stop!"

Yang Duobao:!!!

It was the little master that my cousin admired so much! My cousin finally found someone to save her!

"Little Master! Help me, Little Master!" Yang Duobao cried with joy, and howled, "Little Master! Kill these little devils!"

Anzai: …

Anzi: "Stand up first. There are no slaves in New China."

Yang Duobao: My legs are weak, I can’t stand up anymore, hmm…

The four kids all turned their heads, their rotten faces that couldn't even see their facial features pointed at An Zi.

Anzi: ...I can’t look straight at it.

Bow legs and military uniforms, where do these things come from?
She had clearly checked it out at the beginning and there was no problem with the feng shui here.

She walked slowly forward with the peach wood sword in hand. Perhaps the four monsters sensed the murderous aura from her or for some other reason, but they involuntarily stood up straight and were ready for battle.

"Where did you come from, little girl?" A young man walked towards Anzi first. Even though he couldn't see his face and couldn't understand what he said, he could hear that his voice was gloomy and he seemed to be very difficult to deal with. Xiaoshu was dutifully acting as an interpreter in the space, "Master, he said you are a yellow-haired girl."

Anzi sneered with a sour face, "He's a rotten-faced little devil, I'll knock his head off in a minute."

"Master, come on! Get them!" Xiaoshu used the pages of the book to simulate the sound of clapping.

Tsk tsk tsk, this is a national enmity. My young master will definitely grind them to dust.

Anzi walked closer with a wooden sword in hand and met the young man in the middle of the corridor.

The young man yelled "Baga", raised his saber with both hands and chopped down at Anzi.

Anzi didn't even move, he just tilted his head slightly, and the saber brushed past his side and hit the ground. She raised her hand and punched him hard in the abdomen.

Xiao Rizi flew backwards, slipped past Yang Duobao, and his head was embedded in the wall.

Yang Duobao: ...awesome!
She raised her thumbs with both hands and raised her arms high, "Little Master, you are so awesome! So cool!"

Anzi raised his eyebrows, thinking that Secretary Yang was really generous. Even when his legs were so weak that he couldn't even get up, he still remembered to cheer her up.

The remaining three people were swearing and making Anzi's head hurt. She asked Xiaoshu, "What nonsense are they talking about?"

The insults were too dirty, so Xiaoshu didn't dare translate them. "They are scolding you, and the insults are so dirty."

"Okay, got it." Anzi lowered his head slightly, looking upward with a fierce expression.

"You, all of you, die!" She shouted coldly, her figure was like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye she arrived in front of the three little guys.

The peach wood sword pierced into his body. Hao Ri, who had never felt pain again, lowered his head in surprise and watched himself break into pieces.

One sword kills one, quick and neat.

The body parts scattered on the ground, emitting a foul odor. Yang Duobao pinched his nose and covered his mouth, trying to hold it back, but still couldn't help but let out a "yue~"

Anzi asked Xiaoshu, "Are you sure what it is?"

Xiao Shu: "We found out. They are the living dead who hid in another dimension through the secret method of Xiao Ri Yin Yang Master."

"Don't they know that this is New China?" Anzi walked into the kid who was poking his head against the wall and kicked him in disgust.

"I'm not sure, but I probably should know, because these are most likely the ones who hid after being defeated. I just don't know how many there are." Xiaoshu expressed his guess. It was unlucky for them to meet the young master. The young master would definitely kill them all and grind them to ashes.

Anzi pulled up the excited Yang Duobao, stuffed a talisman into her hand, and said to Xiaoshu, "It's okay. If there's one, kill one. If there are two, kill a pair."

The stinky old man told her that everyone else in the Taoist temple went down the mountain to live a simple life, but he was the youngest and was left behind. None of those who went down the mountain came back, and what he hated most was living a simple life.

Influenced by him, Anzi doesn't have a very good feeling about his daily life.

Especially those who are still wearing military uniform and shouting "Flower Girl", they are really walking straight into her gun.

"Secretary Yang, shall I ask someone to take you down?" Anzi looked up. Stars twinkled in Yang Duobao's eyes, as if he was about to shout "Little Master, you are my God".

Yang Duobao picked at her fingers. She wanted to go downstairs to meet her cousin, but she also felt that it was a rare sight to see the little master fighting monsters, just like watching a movie. If she missed it, she would probably never have the chance to see it again in her life. She felt extremely conflicted.

Anzi saw what she was thinking and once again sighed at her generosity, saying that she was so generous that she could even compete with that unlucky kid Zhang Zhaonian.

"Hurry down, Manager Xie is waiting for you downstairs." She had to find that space quickly.

(End of this chapter)