The last Onmyoji

Chapter 153 Vanguard
"Do you feel scared?" Second Uncle asked me.

I laughed and cried and said, "I'm not afraid, whether you believe it or not, anyway, I don't believe it."

"Epee Wufeng, think about your grandfather, an old man with yellow teeth and a pipe, if you stand together, you will think he is a person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Master Song Zhai?" The second uncle talked about my grandfather. At that time, the same heroism made it hard for me to imagine that when this person first returned to Linjiazhuang, he actually wanted to take revenge on my family, but now, he is convinced by my grandfather, who is at least superficially dead.

At this time, the hotel manager came again, this time he still had a smile on his face, but this time the smile was a bit unnatural, behind him, there were many security guards, looking a little flustered, the manager Walking over, he said to Jiuliang: "Someone is coming outside, Lin Xiaofan who is looking for this room by name, I saw that it was your friend, and their formation was quite scary, so I wanted to stop him, but this is simply not I can't stop it."

Jiuliang stood up, walked to the window, opened the curtains, took a look and greeted us: "Come and see, the formation is really not small."

I walked over and saw black cars forming a circle in front of the hotel, and there were many people standing in front of the car. Just rushing into this formation, it gave people a strong sense of oppression, the oppression of the number of people, in one of them In front of the long car stood two people, one was Wang Yadong who also wore a suit, and the other was a woman wearing a cheongsam. This cheongsam looked familiar to me, it was the cheongsam I saw worn by maids in Songzhai , standing there right now, holding the black civet cat in his arms.It looks graceful and luxurious.

At this time, Jiuliang's cell phone rang, and I, who was standing beside her, clearly saw the name on the caller ID, which was a name, Chen Fusheng.Jiuliang smiled at us and said, "My dad."

Then, the girl turned on the speakerphone directly, and the voice of Father Jiuliang came from the opposite side: "Come back now, let's have a meal together."

"Xiao Fan is my friend." Jiu Liang said.

The phone was silent for a while, and finally said: "I can do it myself." Jiuliang hung up the phone, looked at me and said, "Why do you have such an expression?"

"You go back." I said, at this time, what does the call from Jiuliang's father mean? Obviously, in this kind of provincial capital city, a gangster-like activity was suddenly organized in front of the hotel. Wang Yadong Being still present actually explained a lot of problems. Wang Yadong was representing Chen Fusheng, the father of Jiuliang, and this was his tacit consent.His name is Jiuliang, because he doesn't want Jiuliang to stand with me.

"There's so much nonsense, let's go, go downstairs to meet? Lin Xiaofan, who was almost killed just now, and now he doesn't even have the courage to meet?" When Jiu Liang walked to the door, he even turned around and laughed at me.

The second uncle also stood up, and said with a smile: "These nine wooden sculptures are a great gift. You can't return the gift, so you have to thank you back then." After speaking, he also stood up and walked towards the door.

I lit a cigarette and followed behind, my mind was in a state of confusion, my second uncle couldn't intervene in the battle between the juniors, so what can I do alone?
I followed them, and when I got to the door, they slowed down and let me walk in front, the same pace as when I went to Songzhai, not because they were going to push me to the front desk, but because they automatically , By default, I want to be a solid force behind me.

The cars on the opposite side are all luxury cars. On our side, they are a group of peasants who rented the hotel with nine taels of money. They were wearing the decent clothes that Hei San bought for me at the time. In terms of momentum, they are inferior to them. a cut.When we walked out of the hotel, those black suits around us instantly roared and surrounded us.

This action reminds me of my experience in Song Zhai. At this moment, I am facing a young master of Song Zhai, but strictly speaking, I am facing the whole world. My grandfather including my second uncle is in front of me. Song Zhai's actions are tantamount to challenging the rules of the world.

Before I move, the tiger has moved first.

The black civet cat lying on the chest of the woman in the cheongsam also jumped to the ground in an instant. The first confrontation turned out to be these two magical animals.

"Go." I patted Huzi on the head. This time, it was like two armies at war, and Huzi was the vanguard of the charge.

This time, he didn't growl or howl, and the hair all over his body didn't blow up, he simply ignored the whole crowd around us. In his world, there was only that cat, that one, and the other one. Man raised to challenge his master's cat.

He, like me, cannot lose.

That cat is very beautiful. In terms of size, it is inferior to a tiger, but in terms of momentum, it is absolutely not inferior. At this moment, the vertical tail and narrowed sapphire blue eyes all show that its fighting spirit is even stronger than that of a tiger. The tiger is even more high-spirited.

"Can Huzi win?" I asked my second uncle in a low voice. That cat looks very young, but Huzi seems to be a battle-hardened veteran, after all, he is a cat. Dog, an old dog who has lived for an unknown number of years.

"He has more sense than you." The second uncle's words choked me to death, and I could only watch the battlefield. The young man has not got off the car until now, and those people have not moved. It seems that they have agreed to the first confrontation we met, and the two on the field will come first.

Huzi walked very slowly.Very laid back.But the civet cat on the opposite side moved very quickly. It rushed up at a speed that my naked eyes could hardly catch. The cat's claws left a heavy scar on Huzi's face, but the black civet cat was scratching. After a while, he returned to the original place.

So fast!Hu Zi didn't seem to react at all. After being caught, he rubbed his face with his leg and continued walking forward.

The second claw continued to scratch Huzi's face, but the black civet cat continued to return to the original point after scratching it. It was not as vigorous as Huzi, but it had unparalleled speed.Tiger cubs can't be caught at all.

After the third paw, Huzi was finally annoyed, stopped walking leisurely, and rushed towards the black civet cat, but when he landed on the black civet cat's position, the black cat had left a mark on his face again. A claw mark was left, and it had already changed its position before the tiger pounced.

Hu Zi forcibly stopped his figure, and looked back at the black civet cat. On the face of the civet cat, I saw a humanized mockery.

I clenched my fists tightly, now anyone can see Huzi's disadvantage, he can't touch the opponent at all.

But how could Huzi admit defeat?He began to scream and pounce desperately, but the situation on the field was a cat's play.

No matter how crazy Huzi was, he couldn't touch the other party, until Huzi's face was bloody from being scratched, and one of his eyes was covered with blood, but he still seemed to be doing useless movements.

Dash forward, turn, pounce.

As a result, he was arrested and could not find the other party.

This is a cycle, and Huzi never encountered the shadow of the black cat from the beginning to the end.

The men in black have already laughed, the woman in the cheongsam looked at me, the two towering chests on her chest were trembling non-stop, I looked at the tiger who was still struggling, my eyes were red, and I clenched my fists, thinking To get Hu Zi back, this cat has already become a goddamn spirit, even if it is replaced by a human, it may not be an opponent! ——I no longer regard Huzi as a dog!

Put a pair of hands on my shoulders, exerting a little force, motioning for me to stabilize, these hands give me the feeling that it is the second uncle.

There was also a hand holding mine, holding it tightly, Jiuliang said with tears in his eyes, "I don't know why, I think of you when I see Huzi, you two are very similar, but you didn't realize it."

The form on the field was still the same, the tiger was panting heavily, but the civet cat was still in a leisurely state.

In the end, Hu Zi, who had done countless throwing movements, was walking with bruises all over his body. Everyone could see that he seemed to be about to fall in the next second.

He had no energy left to continue.

He is still holding on, advancing, and then leaping.

I seem to see the civet cat's triumphant smile.

But in an instant, Huzi's shadow could not be seen. He suddenly increased his speed to an unprecedented level. In all unexpected situations, the picture froze.

The tiger on the field was covered in bruises, but he burst out with the breath of an absolute king. He held the civet cat that was still struggling in his mouth.

His mouth was stuck on the civet cat's neck, and then he flicked the civet cat to the woman in the cheongsam, and turned around and walked towards me without looking at me again, walking to my side, he Blinking, wagging his tail and licking my hand.

No matter who he was just now, he is just a tiger now.

"Win or lose, one move is enough." The second uncle said beside me.

"Huzi is teaching you. He wants to say cheers to you."

(End of this chapter)