my goddess school flower

The first thing that appeared in front of Wang Ziqiao was an indoor golf practice hall. Opposite the practice hall was a retro corridor with red lanterns hanging. On the other side of the corridor were retro houses.

Wang Ziqiao searched the surroundings with his mental power, only one room had a sound, and he lurked in the past silently, looking inside through a gap in the window.

This is a room with an area of ​​no less than [-] square meters. It looks retro from the outside, but the inside is completely westernized, clean and dust-free. There are sofas, wine cabinets, coffee tables...

There were ten people in total. Sitting on the sofa in the middle was a fat old man in a dark black Tang suit. He looked about sixty years old, but his tiger eyes were piercing.

Behind the old man, five people dressed in black stood side by side, four men and one woman.

And opposite these people stood four middle-aged men, they were all dressed casually, but their demeanor was very flattering.

Only one of them said: "Master, thank you this time!"

"There's no need to thank you. We've taken your money, so we will naturally do things for you!" The man in Tang suit picked up a glass of red wine beside him, and took a sip.

"Master, when are you planning to leave?"

"You're not bad here, I plan to stay for a few more days!" The old man looked at a middle-aged man behind him and said, "The monkey hasn't come back yet, call and ask!"

"Yes, Master!" The middle-aged man who spoke took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

As soon as he dialed the phone, Wang Ziqiao felt a vibration from his waist and made a faint buzzing sound.

Wang Ziqiao was startled, and only then remembered that the mobile phone of the man in black he had killed was still on his body.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone was quite loud, but the old man in the room frowned, as if smelling a zombie that smelled like a human, he sniffed it and looked out the window.

Suddenly, the chubby old man shook his hand and threw the glass in his hand towards the window. Almost at the same moment, his hands slammed on the sofa, and his figure was already vertical. After landing five meters away, When his feet stepped on the ground again, the floor tiles cracked, and the old man flew into the air again.

Under his volley attack, it was like a tiger descending a mountain, and a roar in his mouth was like a tiger's roar, which shook the whole room and buzzed, and the windows that had been smashed open by the glass were shaking non-stop.

In Wang Ziqiao's eyes, the old man looked like a real fierce tiger, jumping together, just like a tiger jumping a ravine, put his hands together, aimed at the window and slashed.

The people have not yet arrived, but the momentum has arrived, and the strong wind blows even more.

For ordinary people, just under such a powerful momentum, their legs would already tremble, and they would have no strength to resist.

But Wang Ziqiao was different. He tapped his feet on the ground lightly, and with the strong wind blowing in his face, he stepped on the ground with both feet, and jumped six or seven meters lightly. On the golf practice range.

The tiger follows the wind, the fat old man is the tiger, and Wang Ziqiao is the wind.

However, Wang Ziqiao also has self-knowledge. If he fights in close quarters, he is definitely not the opponent's opponent. Therefore, after he landed, he did not dare to stay in the slightest. He stomped on the ground with both feet, and he jumped up again, smashing through a glass window. He escaped.

How could the old man at the back see that Prince Qiao had escaped?Quickly caught up.

But as soon as the old man landed, he found seven or eight black shadows rushing towards him. Looking carefully, they were actually eight dogs, five Tibetan mastiffs with physiques like lion cubs, and three Caucasian dogs taller than Tibetan mastiffs.

"Beast!" The old man struck out with a palm, and it landed on a Tibetan mastiff that jumped up first. The Tibetan mastiff flew out immediately, rolled on the ground, and couldn't get up again.

The other dogs were not afraid at all, and rushed forward one after another.

However, the old man didn't fall in love with these dogs, he just jumped into the air and jumped out of the encirclement of these dogs.I looked for Wang Ziqiao again, but he was gone.

"Hmph, kill my disciple, how can I let you live?" The old man roared angrily, and chased after him looking for a direction.

And the old man's five apprentices also flashed out from the room in time, and followed behind the old man.

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After Wang Ziqiao jumped out of the Hailong clubhouse, he got into the dense forest. Relying on the magician's control over the elemental spirits, he could easily hide the traces of his escape. He hid himself on a branch with dense branches and remained motionless.

He didn't escape in the opposite direction until the fat old man and his four apprentices passed by one after another.

Two hours later, Wang Ziqiao returned to Shanhai City. Instead of meeting the police station again, he returned to the house he rented. There was still some ambergris here. The mighty momentum and coercion and running all the way made him unable to hold on anymore.

After lighting the ambergris, Wang Ziqiao fell into a coma.

Wang Ziqiao didn't wake up until after nine o'clock in the morning of the next day. Perhaps because of the ambergris, his mental strength seemed to have slightly increased, and his physical strength had almost recovered.

Thinking back to the fat old man last night, Wang Ziqiao still had great fear in his heart. It was hard for him to imagine how a person could cultivate such aura. He was simply a real tiger, even more terrifying than a tiger.The old man may have participated in the attack on the police station, otherwise, more people would have died.

"Who are those people? Are they really from the Xingyi Sect? Could the fat old man be the head of the Xingyi Sect? Fortunately, they didn't see my face, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to be at peace in the future! "Prince Qiao secretly said.

Prince Qiao is not worried that Lu Zhan will reveal that he killed the man in black.

"The physical body is too weak, and the blood energy is too weak. Only by breaking through to the third level of body refining earlier can we be qualified to fight against that old man. However, we should not be able to beat the old man. To deal with him, we need to use magic!"

Wang Ziqiao walked out of the room, and after going out to have a big meal, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Huo Xiang's number.

As soon as the connection was made, Huo Xiang's urgent voice came: "Where did you go yesterday? I called you several times. My grandfather has already come to Shanhai City, and he is waiting for you! You are now in where?"

"I'm at Shanhai Lake! You drive the car and bring your grandfather to pick me up, just the two of you. Remember, you also bring the 80-year-old ginseng. I need it urgently. Thank you." Wang Ziqiao didn't talk to Huo Xiang Come on, he needs ginseng now more than ever.

"Okay, just wait, we'll be there soon! See you at the old place!" Huo Xiang replied very neatly.

After the two parties hung up the phone, Wang Ziqiao came to the place where he met Huo Xiang for the first time. Looking at the calm lake and smelling the fresh air after the heavy rain, his heart was hard to calm down for a long time. Another window opened.

"There are such high-level people in the world, as well as cup art. So there really is Maoshan talisman? Shaman witchcraft?" Wang Ziqiao fell into deep thought, only feeling an invisible pressure enveloped himself.