Global Quest: Play As Deadpool at the Beginning, Teammate Kirin

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A tear also fell from the corner of his eye.

Just as he was about to speak and order to act, the sound of the flute outside the house suddenly changed...

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Chapter 120 Five: Controlling the Corpse and Killing the Enemy

"Look, those undead zombies have all run away."

"What's going on here?"

The sudden turn of events took Master Jiu and the others by surprise.

They looked out of the house through the gap.

They found a man in black, with his back to them, playing the fife.

With the sound of the melodious flute, the group of undead zombies fled one after another.

It seems to be very afraid of the sound of the flute.

"Master Jiu, is this our reinforcement?" Wang Bingbing asked immediately.

Master Jiu shook his head, "It shouldn't be, if it's reinforcements, they should have notified us in advance."

"Could it be that there are mysterious masters living in the ruins of the Tianwu people?"

"Or is the ancestor of a certain Tianwu people still alive and helping us?"

Seeing that the group of undead zombies had all left, they opened the door with confidence.

The crisis is finally over.

Jiu Ye and the others immediately bowed deeply to the back in front of them.

"Thank you, Senior, for your help."

"Senior? Oh, am I that old?"

Turning the flute in his hand from his back, he turned around, revealing an extremely handsome face.

Black clothes and black hair, paired with a black flute, has an extraordinary bearing.

He had a smiling face, like the sun shining in the dark night, warming up the whole world.

"How handsome!"

"How can you be so handsome?"

"I have confirmed the eyes, it is the feeling of heartbeat."

"How does this handsome guy look? It's completely in my aesthetic point of view."

"This appearance and demeanor are not inferior to the indifferent brother, and he is completely different from the indifferent brother."

"I can see that my halazi is bleeding out."

"In love! In love!"

"Strange, why do I think he looks familiar? I seem to have seen him somewhere."

"..."

In the live broadcast room at this time, the audience were all attracted by Qin Feng's handsomeness.

The barrage quickly filled the entire screen.

Wang Bingbing's eyes also lit up.

As a host, she has seen many handsome guys.

But there is only one Zhang Qilin who can be compared with the one in front of him.

The real handsome guy is skinny, and the two of them belong to this type.

Standing there, handsomeness has automatically swept away.

"Brother masked?"

In the live broadcast room, someone soon recognized him.

"Isn't this the masked brother?"

"I've seen him take off his mask before, and he looks exactly like this, but after changing his outfit, he seems to be more handsome."

"This suit really suits him."

"The one in front, I also found out when you reminded me so much. He is really the masked brother. Why isn't he masked?"

"It would be nice not to cover up, this is so handsome, so handsome that my nose bleeds."

"By the way, should I change my name in the future? How about calling him Handsome Brother?"

"I think it's just that he looks like the masked brother. After all, he is dead. We saw him thrown into a mass grave with our own eyes. Those who enter such a ghost place cannot come out alive."

"I would rather believe that he is the masked brother. I am not willing to die for the masked brother."

"..."

Master Jiu, director Wang Tao, and others also realized at this time that the person in front of them looked very similar to Qin Feng.

Basically, it is carved out of a mold.

Because of the different attires and the different aura exuded by the whole, they didn't recognize them immediately.

"You... are you Qin Feng?" Master Jiu asked incredulously.

"My name is Qin Feng, but I don't know if it's the one you know."

Qin Feng's words are tantamount to admitting in disguise.

Master Jiu and the others, as well as all the audience in the live broadcast room, suddenly exclaimed.

"Fuck! It's really Brother Qin Feng."

"Is he really not dead?"

"That is a mass grave, a place where countless resentful spirits are buried. He was thrown there without dying? Isn't his life too big?"

"As expected of Brother Qin Feng, this life is really tough."

"It doesn't matter why he didn't die, anyway, I'm very happy, and I can't bear to part with brother Qin Feng."

"Brother Qin Feng, do you have a handsome outfit like this? I feel much better than before."

"Certainly! I still prefer the masked brother before."

"It's a pity! Brother Qin Feng and brother Leng Mo turned against each other, otherwise it would be such a joy to see two handsome guys team up to engage in CP."

"..."

Seeing that Qin Feng was not dead, Master Jiu and the others surrounded him excitedly.

This is indeed a good thing.

Just about to ask about the specific situation, Gui Qing walked slowly with a flute.

"You bastard! Who are you? Why do you spoil my good things?"

Gui Qing's expression was extremely gloomy.

Gui Qing, who thought she was sure of everything, was about to turn around and leave when she heard Qin Feng playing the flute.

Drive away all the undead zombies he recruited.

Gui Qing thinks that the technique of exorcising ghosts and controlling resentful spirits is unique, and she has never seen anyone like it.

Therefore, the appearance of Qin Feng made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Good thing?"

Qin Feng looked at Gui Qing, chuckled lightly and said, "If you base what you think is a good thing on the suffering of others, then it's not a good thing."

Gui Qing frowned tightly, and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense! You shouldn't meddle in the business here, leave as soon as possible!"

"Hey, coincidentally, one of the things I like to do is to meddle in other people's business."

"You're courting death!" Gui Qing picked up the flute in her hand and blew it again.

"Hehe..."

Suddenly there were terrifying sounds around.

Then undead zombies appeared one after another, and accompanied by the sound of Guiqing's flute, they walked towards them step by step.

"Damn! Why are these undead zombies here again?"

"This hateful ghost green, he won't be finished until he kills us."

Master Jiu frowned. He set his eyes on Qin Feng and found that Qin Feng's expression was indifferent.

"Qin Feng, can you also control this group of undead zombies?"

Qin Feng nodded, picked up the ghost flute and blew the same.

Two completely different flute sounds intertwined and collided at this moment.

Master Jiu and the others were not affected in any way.

Instead, it was the group of undead zombies, holding their heads one by one, roaring in pain.

They are controlled by two different flute sounds at the same time, and it feels like my head is exploding.

Many undead zombies' ears were slowly bleeding from their ears.

After a while.

Qin Feng's flute sound clearly has the upper hand.

Under the control of Qin Feng, the group of undead zombies gradually moved away from them and walked towards Guiqing.

"how is this possible?"

Gui Qing stared wide-eyed, with an inexplicable sense of fear.

His technique of playing the flute to control corpses has always been unfavorable, and he has never encountered such a predicament.