Alien Summoning System
Chapter 46 Zhuo Ao's Prestige
Chapter 46 Zhuo Ao's Prestige
To gamble or not to gamble?
Zhang Mazi has been able to survive until today, so he naturally has good eyesight. He can see that this is a hard idea. Gambling, there is no chance of winning at all, and posting money is obviously not what he wants. gun.
"Ding~"
With a crisp sound, Zhang Mazi felt his hand lighten, and looked at the pistol in his hand in horror. In his hand, a very ordinary playing card was inserted firmly upside down on the table.
"Sorry, I'm not used to someone pointing a gun at me." Zhuo Ao didn't know when a stack of cards appeared in his hand, changing patterns in his hand at will.
"Boss!" Seeing that the boss is in danger, a group of gamblers raised their guns in unison. As godsons of warlords, more than a dozen guns are worthy.
"咻咻咻~" Zhuo Ao waved his hand casually, and there was a dense sound of piercing through the air. A dozen gunmen suddenly felt light in their hands, and the guns were cut off in unison. The sixteen chapters of cards were firmly nailed to the wall. On the surface, for an instant, the casino was terribly quiet.
"I said before that I don't like people pointing guns at me, and I don't want it to happen again, otherwise, these cards will appear on your heads!" Zhuo Ao said flatly.
"Gudu~" Zhang Mazi swallowed his saliva, looked at Zhuo Ao and said, "My friend leave a name, I think, my godfather..."
"A small warlord has occupied several small counties in western Hunan, and he doesn't even have a reinforcement regiment under him. I'm not interested in knowing who he is." Zhuo Ao stood up, walked to Ren Tingting, and stretched out his hand to hold her Pull up, no one dares to stop.
Taking back the gold coins on his table, he turned his head to look at Zhang Mazi and said, "My name is Zhuo Ao, maybe I can remind you of something, if you don't know, go ask your father, if he doesn't know, then this warlord, there is no It is necessary to exist."
"You...you are the bloodthirsty god!?" Zhang Mazi gasped, looked at Zhuo Ao in horror, and even took two steps back unconsciously, kicking his chair over.
"I think no one dares to pretend to be my name. It's best to keep this matter a secret, otherwise..." Zhuo Ao glanced at the chilling people around him: "I'm afraid no one can save your little life."
"Yes, yes." Under the amazed eyes of everyone, Zhang Mazi, who had always been arrogant and domineering, did not even dare to show his breath at this moment, and sent Zhuo Ao and his party away with a flattering expression.
"Boss, do you want to..." Zhuo Ao and his party left, and a horse boy stepped forward to help Zhang Pocky whose legs were weak.
"Yes, I want your mother!" Zhang Mazi jumped up nervously, slapped his younger brother over with a slap, and glared at everyone with ferocious eyes: "I will completely forget about this, whoever dares to reveal it?" Fengsheng, who the hell am I going to kill first!"
The bloodthirsty god, ordinary people naturally don't know, but two years ago, he was a lone ranger who was enough to cause headaches for the warlords of all parties. He escaped from Shanghai all the way by himself. Of course, escape is the official statement, but in fact, he is They fought all the way from Shanghai. Wherever they passed, the foreigners disappeared, and the warlords were frightened. Later, I heard that two years ago, the three largest warlords in the south joined forces with Britain, France, Germany, and Japan to organize the most elite troops to wait for the encirclement and suppression in Wolong Mountain. , a [-] army was dispatched to surround and kill him, but after that battle, less than [-] of the [-] army came back alive, but after all, the bloodthirsty god was wiped out, but today, that guy is not dead , and still alive and well.
Zhang Mazi believed that if his godfather found out about this matter, not only would it be impossible to avenge him, but the most likely possibility would be to directly tie him up to plead guilty.
Of course, it is impossible for one person to kill 3 people. Even if Zhuo Ao stood up and let Zhuo Ao kill them, he would have to kill them for a long time. , under Zhuo Ao's guidance, most of them died by killing each other, but for the outside world, no matter what the process is, it is enough to deify Zhuo Ao.
"Thank you for saving me, Big Brother Zhuo." On the way back, Ren Tingting trotted to Zhuo Ao's side and said shyly.
"Small matter." Zhuo Ao nodded, looked at Ren Tingting and said: "However, the current situation is not good, and Miss Ren's appearance is sometimes a big disaster, so we need to pay more attention to it."
"Well, I see." Ren Tingting said obediently.
"By the way, Senior Brother, you are not allowed to tell Master about this matter, understand?" Zhuo Ao turned his head and said indifferently to Wen Cai who was looking excited.
"Ah? Why?" Wen Cai originally planned to divide this matter into seven or forty-nine chapters after returning home, and show off to his master and Qiu Sheng, but now Zhuo Ao directly stopped thinking about it, and looked at Zhuo with resentment. proud.
"There is no reason, you just need to do it." Zhuo Ao glanced at Wen Cai lightly and said.
"Oh, I see." Wen Cai said bitterly.
"Ah Wei, those who tell you, this matter, especially Mr. Zhuo's identity, is not allowed to spread indiscriminately." Master Ren who was on the side heard the words and also told Ah Wei who was on the side.
"Yes, Uncle Cousin." Awei nodded hastily, and looked at Zhuo Ao with a flattering smile.
Smiling and nodding to Master Ren, he really is an old man, so he won’t waste his time talking. He doesn’t care about this matter. After completing the ultimate goal of this secret realm and eliminating Master Ren, he will return, but he His identity will eventually bring troubles to Uncle Jiu and Wencai. Two years ago, he made a bloody journey from Shanghai to Xiangxi. He had many enemies. He cupped his hands and said, "Master Ren, it's getting late. Otherwise, the master will be anxious."
"Well, if Mr. Zhuo is free, you might as well come and sit down and walk around more." Master Ren clasped his fists in return.
"Definitely." Zhuo Ao nodded, and left with Wen Cai, although Wen Cai was a senior brother, but when he was away from home and Uncle Jiu was not around, everything was obviously decided by Zhuo Ao.
"Father, what exactly is the Bloodthirsty Fiend God? Why did Zhang Mazi get so frightened when he heard his name?" Ren Tingting asked as she watched Zhuo Ao's back as they walked away.
"Don't ask, and don't tell anyone in the future." Master Ren glanced at the direction where Zhuo Ao left, and said with a smile: "But as long as he is here, and what happened today, that pockmark will not dare to touch our Ren family again. , and even curry favor with us.”
No matter what Zhuo Ao's original intention was, but he did it for Ren Tingting, so he indirectly told everyone that Zhuo Ao had something to do with Ren Tingting. This is enough.
"I didn't expect Uncle Jiu to accept such a great person." Shaking his head and sighing, Master Ren took Ren Tingting away, he never thought that he would have any deep relationship with Zhuo Ao, this kind of person, once he heard the name He knows that it is not popular. If he gets too entangled with him, in the end, I am afraid that it will hurt the Ren family instead.
"Oh." Ren Tingting nodded obediently, didn't ask any more questions, and followed Master Ren back to Ren's house.
The next day, Uncle Jiu brought Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to visit Ren's house, Zhuo Ao didn't go with him, anyway, he was discussing the details of moving the grave, it doesn't matter whether he goes by himself or not, yesterday wasted a whole day , He didn't want to waste any more today.
Three days later, Master Ren was unearthed, it was related to his final mission, Zhuo Ao naturally wanted to see how powerful this Master Ren was.
"Brother Zhuo, we meet again."When Ren Tingting saw Zhuo Ao, her eyes lit up, she stepped forward and said proactively.
"Well, Mrs. Ren was unearthed today, I'll take a look with the master." Zhuo Ao nodded with a smile, looked at Ren Tingting's attire today, and praised: "Actually, Miss Ren's attire today looks much more beautiful than a western dress gone."
"Brother Zhuo likes it?" A shyness flashed in Ren Tingting's eyes.
Zhuo Ao turned his head, nodded and said: "Well, we in China have our own style, there is absolutely no need to learn from foreigners, differences in culture and body shape, what suits foreigners may not necessarily suit us."
"Then I won't wear foreign clothes from now on." Ren Tingting nodded.
Zhuo Ao frowned slightly, having had an experience once, he could naturally see the meaning contained in the girl's eyes, he avoided his gaze and said, "This is naturally the best, I'm just a suggestion, everything depends on Miss Ren herself. "
"Cousin, the old man has opened his grave." Awei walked over, pulled Ren Tingting and said.
"Oh." Ren Tingting nodded, and went to occupy Master Ren's side.
"Master, what is the French funeral? Is it a French funeral?" Wen Cai asked over there, but was stared back by Uncle Jiu.
"Brother Zhuo, do you know what a legal burial is?" Ren Tingting also looked at Zhuo Ao curiously.
"Well, in layman's terms, it means vertical burial." Zhuo Ao nodded.
Soon, Old Master Ren's coffin was lifted out. Zhuo Ao stretched out his hand, put the detector on his eyes, and fixed his gaze on Old Master Ren's corpse. The reminder he got was that it could not be detected and there was no sign of life.
Sure enough, technology products are still not powerful after all!
Zhuo Ao sighed, retracted the detector, walked up to Uncle Jiu who was serious, and said in a low voice: "Master, the corpse will not rot for 20 years, I'm afraid..." Although nothing was detected, it escaped after opening the coffin. Even people who don't know magic can feel the thick dead air coming out.
Uncle Jiu nodded and suggested Master Ren to spark the corpse on the spot, but Master Ren resolutely refused.
Zhuo Ao's eyes fell on the corpse of Old Master Ren, thinking in his heart whether to just cremate the corpse of Old Master Ren, that would be the easiest, but in the end, he gave up this plan, in fact, he also wanted to try zombies How powerful is it? Which one is more powerful than a zombie who has reached the seventh level.
(End of this chapter)
To gamble or not to gamble?
Zhang Mazi has been able to survive until today, so he naturally has good eyesight. He can see that this is a hard idea. Gambling, there is no chance of winning at all, and posting money is obviously not what he wants. gun.
"Ding~"
With a crisp sound, Zhang Mazi felt his hand lighten, and looked at the pistol in his hand in horror. In his hand, a very ordinary playing card was inserted firmly upside down on the table.
"Sorry, I'm not used to someone pointing a gun at me." Zhuo Ao didn't know when a stack of cards appeared in his hand, changing patterns in his hand at will.
"Boss!" Seeing that the boss is in danger, a group of gamblers raised their guns in unison. As godsons of warlords, more than a dozen guns are worthy.
"咻咻咻~" Zhuo Ao waved his hand casually, and there was a dense sound of piercing through the air. A dozen gunmen suddenly felt light in their hands, and the guns were cut off in unison. The sixteen chapters of cards were firmly nailed to the wall. On the surface, for an instant, the casino was terribly quiet.
"I said before that I don't like people pointing guns at me, and I don't want it to happen again, otherwise, these cards will appear on your heads!" Zhuo Ao said flatly.
"Gudu~" Zhang Mazi swallowed his saliva, looked at Zhuo Ao and said, "My friend leave a name, I think, my godfather..."
"A small warlord has occupied several small counties in western Hunan, and he doesn't even have a reinforcement regiment under him. I'm not interested in knowing who he is." Zhuo Ao stood up, walked to Ren Tingting, and stretched out his hand to hold her Pull up, no one dares to stop.
Taking back the gold coins on his table, he turned his head to look at Zhang Mazi and said, "My name is Zhuo Ao, maybe I can remind you of something, if you don't know, go ask your father, if he doesn't know, then this warlord, there is no It is necessary to exist."
"You...you are the bloodthirsty god!?" Zhang Mazi gasped, looked at Zhuo Ao in horror, and even took two steps back unconsciously, kicking his chair over.
"I think no one dares to pretend to be my name. It's best to keep this matter a secret, otherwise..." Zhuo Ao glanced at the chilling people around him: "I'm afraid no one can save your little life."
"Yes, yes." Under the amazed eyes of everyone, Zhang Mazi, who had always been arrogant and domineering, did not even dare to show his breath at this moment, and sent Zhuo Ao and his party away with a flattering expression.
"Boss, do you want to..." Zhuo Ao and his party left, and a horse boy stepped forward to help Zhang Pocky whose legs were weak.
"Yes, I want your mother!" Zhang Mazi jumped up nervously, slapped his younger brother over with a slap, and glared at everyone with ferocious eyes: "I will completely forget about this, whoever dares to reveal it?" Fengsheng, who the hell am I going to kill first!"
The bloodthirsty god, ordinary people naturally don't know, but two years ago, he was a lone ranger who was enough to cause headaches for the warlords of all parties. He escaped from Shanghai all the way by himself. Of course, escape is the official statement, but in fact, he is They fought all the way from Shanghai. Wherever they passed, the foreigners disappeared, and the warlords were frightened. Later, I heard that two years ago, the three largest warlords in the south joined forces with Britain, France, Germany, and Japan to organize the most elite troops to wait for the encirclement and suppression in Wolong Mountain. , a [-] army was dispatched to surround and kill him, but after that battle, less than [-] of the [-] army came back alive, but after all, the bloodthirsty god was wiped out, but today, that guy is not dead , and still alive and well.
Zhang Mazi believed that if his godfather found out about this matter, not only would it be impossible to avenge him, but the most likely possibility would be to directly tie him up to plead guilty.
Of course, it is impossible for one person to kill 3 people. Even if Zhuo Ao stood up and let Zhuo Ao kill them, he would have to kill them for a long time. , under Zhuo Ao's guidance, most of them died by killing each other, but for the outside world, no matter what the process is, it is enough to deify Zhuo Ao.
"Thank you for saving me, Big Brother Zhuo." On the way back, Ren Tingting trotted to Zhuo Ao's side and said shyly.
"Small matter." Zhuo Ao nodded, looked at Ren Tingting and said: "However, the current situation is not good, and Miss Ren's appearance is sometimes a big disaster, so we need to pay more attention to it."
"Well, I see." Ren Tingting said obediently.
"By the way, Senior Brother, you are not allowed to tell Master about this matter, understand?" Zhuo Ao turned his head and said indifferently to Wen Cai who was looking excited.
"Ah? Why?" Wen Cai originally planned to divide this matter into seven or forty-nine chapters after returning home, and show off to his master and Qiu Sheng, but now Zhuo Ao directly stopped thinking about it, and looked at Zhuo with resentment. proud.
"There is no reason, you just need to do it." Zhuo Ao glanced at Wen Cai lightly and said.
"Oh, I see." Wen Cai said bitterly.
"Ah Wei, those who tell you, this matter, especially Mr. Zhuo's identity, is not allowed to spread indiscriminately." Master Ren who was on the side heard the words and also told Ah Wei who was on the side.
"Yes, Uncle Cousin." Awei nodded hastily, and looked at Zhuo Ao with a flattering smile.
Smiling and nodding to Master Ren, he really is an old man, so he won’t waste his time talking. He doesn’t care about this matter. After completing the ultimate goal of this secret realm and eliminating Master Ren, he will return, but he His identity will eventually bring troubles to Uncle Jiu and Wencai. Two years ago, he made a bloody journey from Shanghai to Xiangxi. He had many enemies. He cupped his hands and said, "Master Ren, it's getting late. Otherwise, the master will be anxious."
"Well, if Mr. Zhuo is free, you might as well come and sit down and walk around more." Master Ren clasped his fists in return.
"Definitely." Zhuo Ao nodded, and left with Wen Cai, although Wen Cai was a senior brother, but when he was away from home and Uncle Jiu was not around, everything was obviously decided by Zhuo Ao.
"Father, what exactly is the Bloodthirsty Fiend God? Why did Zhang Mazi get so frightened when he heard his name?" Ren Tingting asked as she watched Zhuo Ao's back as they walked away.
"Don't ask, and don't tell anyone in the future." Master Ren glanced at the direction where Zhuo Ao left, and said with a smile: "But as long as he is here, and what happened today, that pockmark will not dare to touch our Ren family again. , and even curry favor with us.”
No matter what Zhuo Ao's original intention was, but he did it for Ren Tingting, so he indirectly told everyone that Zhuo Ao had something to do with Ren Tingting. This is enough.
"I didn't expect Uncle Jiu to accept such a great person." Shaking his head and sighing, Master Ren took Ren Tingting away, he never thought that he would have any deep relationship with Zhuo Ao, this kind of person, once he heard the name He knows that it is not popular. If he gets too entangled with him, in the end, I am afraid that it will hurt the Ren family instead.
"Oh." Ren Tingting nodded obediently, didn't ask any more questions, and followed Master Ren back to Ren's house.
The next day, Uncle Jiu brought Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to visit Ren's house, Zhuo Ao didn't go with him, anyway, he was discussing the details of moving the grave, it doesn't matter whether he goes by himself or not, yesterday wasted a whole day , He didn't want to waste any more today.
Three days later, Master Ren was unearthed, it was related to his final mission, Zhuo Ao naturally wanted to see how powerful this Master Ren was.
"Brother Zhuo, we meet again."When Ren Tingting saw Zhuo Ao, her eyes lit up, she stepped forward and said proactively.
"Well, Mrs. Ren was unearthed today, I'll take a look with the master." Zhuo Ao nodded with a smile, looked at Ren Tingting's attire today, and praised: "Actually, Miss Ren's attire today looks much more beautiful than a western dress gone."
"Brother Zhuo likes it?" A shyness flashed in Ren Tingting's eyes.
Zhuo Ao turned his head, nodded and said: "Well, we in China have our own style, there is absolutely no need to learn from foreigners, differences in culture and body shape, what suits foreigners may not necessarily suit us."
"Then I won't wear foreign clothes from now on." Ren Tingting nodded.
Zhuo Ao frowned slightly, having had an experience once, he could naturally see the meaning contained in the girl's eyes, he avoided his gaze and said, "This is naturally the best, I'm just a suggestion, everything depends on Miss Ren herself. "
"Cousin, the old man has opened his grave." Awei walked over, pulled Ren Tingting and said.
"Oh." Ren Tingting nodded, and went to occupy Master Ren's side.
"Master, what is the French funeral? Is it a French funeral?" Wen Cai asked over there, but was stared back by Uncle Jiu.
"Brother Zhuo, do you know what a legal burial is?" Ren Tingting also looked at Zhuo Ao curiously.
"Well, in layman's terms, it means vertical burial." Zhuo Ao nodded.
Soon, Old Master Ren's coffin was lifted out. Zhuo Ao stretched out his hand, put the detector on his eyes, and fixed his gaze on Old Master Ren's corpse. The reminder he got was that it could not be detected and there was no sign of life.
Sure enough, technology products are still not powerful after all!
Zhuo Ao sighed, retracted the detector, walked up to Uncle Jiu who was serious, and said in a low voice: "Master, the corpse will not rot for 20 years, I'm afraid..." Although nothing was detected, it escaped after opening the coffin. Even people who don't know magic can feel the thick dead air coming out.
Uncle Jiu nodded and suggested Master Ren to spark the corpse on the spot, but Master Ren resolutely refused.
Zhuo Ao's eyes fell on the corpse of Old Master Ren, thinking in his heart whether to just cremate the corpse of Old Master Ren, that would be the easiest, but in the end, he gave up this plan, in fact, he also wanted to try zombies How powerful is it? Which one is more powerful than a zombie who has reached the seventh level.
(End of this chapter)
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