I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 105: Be elegant (please subscribe)

 Wilderness.

 Wudu Mountain.

 Inside the wooden building crawling with all kinds of poisonous insects.

The figure with disheveled hair and a long gray coat walked out of the dim wooden house. The bright moonlight fell on her face, illuminating a face with a half-skull face, which was extremely scary, like a ghost coming back to life.

 “Come here!”

"Saint." A man in black with a purple face and a thin body strode out of the shadows and bowed.

　　"Boar, where has Gran Ching gone? It feels like I haven't seen her for a long time." The witch, the saint of the Five Immortals Sect and the leader of the fierce bandits, looked down at the man in black and asked coldly.

“Holy Maid of Enlightenment, Protector Ge didn’t explain anything before she left, so my subordinates don’t know where she went.” Shanzhu bowed and said.

The witch slightly narrowed her emerald green eyes, turned around and walked into the wooden building, took out a dirty bamboo bottle, reached out and pulled out the maroon cloth stopper.

 After waiting for a moment, a flying insect that was as black as ink, with a long pointed mouthpart, like a black mosquito, flapped its wings as thin as cicada wings, flew out of the bamboo tube, and flew forward.

The witch jumped off the wooden building, moved her legs, her body was faster than a galloping horse, and walked through the mountain forest like lightning, following the flying Gu down the mountain top...

 Climbing the stars and the moon, galloping all the way, crossing mountains and rivers, a huge city gradually came into view.

The witch paused and suddenly frowned.

She couldn't understand why Glen Ching would stay in the city at night. Whether it was as a gangster or an evil sorcerer, such a huge city was a place of evil.

If you stay for a long time, you will inevitably encounter the kind of knights and wandering Taoists who do chivalry and slay demons!

This is what the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, your shoes will not get wet...

After a moment of silence, the witch came to a secluded section of the city wall. Her hands shone with green light, and she gently moved forward to cling to the city wall.

Climbing up to the top of the city like a gecko swimming on a wall, and glancing at the quiet guard room, the witch walked into the inner city with great swagger.

Not long after, Flying Gu stopped in front of a four-story building and kept idling in front of the door, but did not dare to fly in, as if there was something in it that frightened it.

The witch took out the bamboo bottle from her arms and opened the cork. The flying Gu, which was spinning around like a headless fly, immediately got in, obedient and well-behaved.

 “Tweet, tweet…”

 The witch put away the bottle, looked up at the tall building like a giant beast, and made a strange sound like the chirping of birds or the chirping of insects.

In a single dormitory on the fourth floor of the building, Glen Ching, who was sleeping soundly with his Zhanma Dao on his pillow, opened his eyes instantly and sat up as if he was struck by lightning.

“Chirp, chirp, chirp~” The strange calls continued, like one call after another.

Grandma hesitated for a moment, put on his clothes, put on his shoes, and quietly walked down the building.

 “Meet the Holy Lady…”

The witch's glowing green eyes stared closely at Granger, who was wearing new clothes, and asked in a deep voice: "What are you doing here?"

Grandma was inexplicably nervous and whispered: "I led a group of brothers to make a living in this building and collect protection fees."

 “Protection money?” The witch muttered these three words, feeling something strange for no reason.

Glenqing nodded heavily: "Collecting protection fees is faster and more stable than simply looting. When the payment is due next month, my brothers in this department will definitely pay more than before!"

 The witch looked directly into her eyes with a sharp gaze: "Are you collecting protection fees from this family alone, or are you collecting protection fees from multiple families?"

Glenqing was startled and said cautiously: "It's just this building at the moment, and it will definitely expand in the future..."

“Then how much say do you have in this building?” The witch was not so easy to fool, so she turned around and asked a more pointed question.

Grantham pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I only collect protection fees and am not responsible for business issues..." The witch's eyes showed a fierce light and she shouted sternly: "I almost let you fool me, Grantham, have you forgotten your own?" Identity?"

Grameen shook his head and said seriously: "I haven't forgotten my identity, but after thinking about it, I haven't thought about which rule of the gang I violated..."

"I set the rules in the gang, and I am the rule." The witch said coldly: "Now, as the saint of the Five Immortals Sect and the leader of the Five Immortals Gang, I order you to summon your subordinates to massacre the building and plunder the property!"

 “Why do you do this?” Granger asked incomprehensibly.

"Do I need to explain to you?" the witch asked forcefully.

 Grandma: “…”

 “I’m sorry, Saint, I can’t do it.”

After a long time, she slowly knelt down in front of the witch and touched her head to the ground: "I have received protection money, so I can't go back on my word."

"Going back on your promise? I think you are obsessed." The witch sighed slightly, raised her right hand, and placed it on Grantham's head. Green lights shot out from her palm, like thin needles, piercing deeply into Grantham. In the head acupuncture points.

Glenqing let out a muffled groan, his body trembled with severe pain, and soon blood oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

“It hurts so much, why don’t you scream?” the witch said quietly.

Glenqing was in pain so much that his body felt like shaking chaff, and his eyes were red, but he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound.

She was afraid that after her subordinates heard the news and came, they would be coerced by the saint to attack the building. Then everything would be really over. Not only her, but also her subordinates would have no way of turning back and would have no choice but to continue to be bandits and rely on burning. Kill and loot for a living.

 “Xiao Wenjun…”

At this time, on the fourth floor of the department store, a deep voice suddenly sounded in the darkness by the window.

 “Shua!”

A black ghost quickly passed through the wall and suspended in the air. Three thousand green hairs surged like a waterfall, and the tips of their hair jangled like flying swords as they rushed towards the witch.

A trace of astonishment flashed in the witch's eyes, she raised her hand and let go of Glenqen's head, opened her arms, and flew back.

"Swish, swish, swish." The black hair wrapped around Granville's body, placed it gently in front of the department store, and then flew up again, aiming at the witch's body.

"I asked why Granville was so abnormal. It turned out that he was really obsessed with ghosts." The witch said with a malicious look.

"The problem is not her, but you." Xiao Wenjun said condescendingly: "She did not betray you, nor did she do anything to feel sorry for you, and she promised to hand in the report on time. Even so, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with? ?”

The witch said nothing, turned around and sat on the ground, her black coat shaking as if something was being gestated.

 Xiao Wenjun frowned, and with a thought, thousands of black hairs flew out of the air, sweeping down in a mighty manner.

The witch suddenly stood up, and a group of flying bats rushed out of her robe, squeaking and fighting with the black hair.

 “Do you need me to help her?”

On the building, in the darkness, a charming voice of inquiry suddenly sounded.

"Borrow a fire." Qin Yao took out a cigarette.

Xiao Zhuo snapped his fingers, and the green fire lit the tobacco. Qin Yao held the cigarette in his mouth, slowly came to the window, raised the silver-white pistol in his hand, and pointed the muzzle at a glowing bat in the center of the bat below.

 “Bang!”

 A gunshot was fired.

The world suddenly became quiet...

 (End of this chapter)