Reborn Zombie Supreme

The white-haired young man followed the evil master quietly.

Until I saw him turn around and enter a high-end restaurant owned by a gangster.

"No one will care about such a smuggled bastard even if he dies..." The white-haired young man muttered, pretending to look at the scenery and staying outside the restaurant for most of the day.

In the evening, the evil man walked out of the restaurant drunk, with two Asians supporting him.

"Brother Evil, from now on in the UK, there is absolutely no problem in mentioning my name as Aqiang." The bald man on the left patted his chest.

Another person also nodded in agreement: "Yes, the person behind Brother Qiang is not an ordinary person."

The evil man narrowed his drunken eyes: "Aren't they ordinary people? Are they zombies?"

Aqiang nodded and said in a low voice, "Yes, yes, please speak in a lower voice. We have to give money every month, otherwise, how can we, a few Chinese, live happily in the UK?"

"I asked your boss to have dinner with me the next day. What a coincidence. My boss is also a zombie." The evil master patted his chest and did not forget to ask: "Be sure to do your best in the things I ask you to investigate. My head will move." "

Both of them thought he was talking drunkenly and didn't take it to heart at all.

Watching the evil master holding the wall and walking away, the younger brother said: "Brother Qiang, I saw someone sneaking up behind him, do you want to take care of him?"

"Let my little brother follow me. If there is a tooth smoke, I will rescue him. He is such a big fat sheep and must not be thrown into other people's hands."

"Got it"

…

The white-haired young man followed up on his feet, picked up a brick, and followed the evil master for a long time, and finally replaced it with a wooden stick in the trash can.

Bang!

The evil man fell to the ground.

“You should be able to eat a few meals.”

The young man dragged the evil master's legs and dragged him all the way until he finally returned to the huge castle villa.

He thought that no one saw it, but he didn't realize that there were two people watching the whole process.

…

"Suck~"

Brother Qiang took a sip of ginger tea to sober up and touched the Buddha jade. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

The Buddha statue with big finger belly is only blue in color, but there are only two black spots on the eyes. It looks like the Jade Buddha has opened his eyes, very spiritual.

"Big fish, big fish~" The more he looked at the Jade Buddha, the more he liked it.

"Brother Qiang, the check is back"

Brother Qiang grabbed his bald head and said, "Tell me, tell me, what is the origin of that man that makes the wealthy man care about him?"

"It was Zheng Shanhe, an overseas Chinese, who spent 90,000 pounds to buy a zombie. Many people saw a Chinese Taoist priest ringing a bell and leading the zombie away."

"What a fuss about driving away corpses?" Brother Qiang took the tea and took another sip: "It must be that the Taoist priest offended someone, where is the person?"

"An hour ago, I took a flight back to China."

"It's not easy." Brother Qiang rubbed his bald head, and the deposit was the Jade Buddha. If there is cooperation in the future, he will definitely get more treasures, but he doesn't dare to return to China. If he does well at home, he doesn't need to go abroad to avoid the limelight.

At this moment, the two younger brothers who had just been sent to follow the evil master came running back.

"Brother Qiang, someone has been kidnapped in an ancient house!"

Brother Qiang sat upright and stared: "An ancient house? An ancient house over there?"

"That one!" The boy on the left hugged the one on the right and opened his mouth to bite him.

"It's broken. The fat sheep that just arrived in your mouth is now lost." Brother Qiang was annoyed.

He always remembered what his boss once said, never mess with the guys in the old house, they should be the same kind as his master.

"Brother Qiang, even if he dies, it's impossible to keep all his treasure on him. We can just go and get back the money of our compatriots, it's better than being counted by the ghosts."

"Go find out where to live!"

"Good luck", the brothers are more energetic. They can't drink soup from a jade Buddha. If there are a bunch of jade Buddhas, they may be able to eat meat. During the domestic war, those who have money to escape abroad are the only desperadoes. , that is, the family has tens of millions.

Soon, the boys checked back.

A list was handed to Brother Qiang: "Three points/one line, steak and whiskey at a Western restaurant in the morning, steak and whiskey and coffee for lunch, steak and whiskey, coffee and milk for dinner."

Snapped!

The paper was slapped on the table: "What else?"

"Also, the milk for dinner is added to the coffee."

"I asked if there is anything else useful, you idiot! Why don't you ask him if he can add some milk?" Brother Qiang kicked the younger brother on the shoulder and rolled away.

"I found it. Along with him, there is a man who rarely appears every day. The two of them bought an apartment. The address is not far from the British Museum."

"Walk!"

There was only one person, facing their more than twenty brothers, who was obviously sending money.

A group of people armed with guns marched down the street.

The Halloween ghosts and monsters were scared and fled away, making way for everyone.

"Brother Qiang, here we are"

"Um"

Brother Qiang grabbed the pistol, kicked open the door, and strode in. He saw a man facing the door sideways, holding a book and reading.

"Boy, let me ask you, does the evil master live here? He owes us eight million. I am the one who collects the debt today. If you know the situation, prepare the money. If you don't have money, I can buy some antiques or gold bricks."

He Cheng took his eyes away from "Secrets of the Qin Emperor". As soon as he read the secrets about Fairy Ziyuan's curse on Qin Shihuang, he was interrupted by the guys who rushed in.

Open your mouth and ask for eight million, and then look at the jade Buddha hanging on the neck of the bald man at the door.

I'm afraid the evil master Lu Fu is being targeted.

The bandit was rich and could not develop an aristocratic aura in a short period of time, but he was not happy that a barely useful subordinate was lost like this.

"Dare you collect money from the King of Hell?"

Zombies, to living people, are the kings of hell who seek their lives!

With a crash, as he stood up, the chains on his feet were moved heavily.

"Leashed? Are you tying a dog? Hahaha!"

The bald man opened his mouth and laughed, and the younger brother beside him laughed in unison.

But the person facing them was unmoved and slowly walked towards them.

Boom!

Boom!

The footsteps were dull, suppressing all the laughter.

A murderous aura that sent a chill down your back came from the man in front of you.

"You can survive as long as you give money. I'm warning you that you'd better go ahead and shoot."

He Cheng continued to move forward.

Baldhead, whose fear overcame him, couldn't hold back and fired. There was a series of gunshots, and the opponent seemed to be wearing iron armor, and sparks appeared on his chest and head.

All the bullets were deflected.

Finally, He Cheng came to the bald man, raised his hand and gently deflated the pistol.

"How much money does he owe, I will pay it for him"

"No, no, I don't have to pay it back (no need to pay it back), I don't have the money anymore." The bald head shook like a rattle.

When the person in front of him spoke just now, the zombie teeth he showed were enough to scare him out of all his courage.

"Where are the people?"

"I didn't imprison him, boss, but the Vampire Count's men knocked him out and took him away."

"take me"

How dare the bald man say no? He nodded repeatedly and led the way.

The vampire count, he had met the baron and the viscount, their strengths corresponded to the black zombies and purple zombies among the zombies respectively. The count was one level higher than the viscount. Could it be that the other party had the strength to jump to the zombies?