Chapter 157 Firepower Catching Ghost King
Chapter 157 Firepower Catching Ghost King
"died?"
Awei was just about to show off his interrogation skills of torture. In his opinion, the two little thieves had been tied up in several layers, so what if they were invulnerable to swords and guns?
Maybe it would be better to be invulnerable to swords and guns, so that you won't be killed so easily.
But what Awei didn't expect was that just as he was about to take action, the little thief with the word "treacherous" branded on his face suddenly opened his eyes wide and died.
Awei put his hand over and tried to make sure that the other person was really dead.
How did you die?
"Coyote!!"
The other thief cried out loudly when he saw this, and struggled, causing the chains to shake violently and rattle.
Ah Wei was startled, and only heaved a sigh of relief when he realized that the other party couldn't break free. He walked over and kicked the other party, pointing at the corpse and said, "I'm telling you, if you don't tell me everything you know, this will be your fate!"
Ah Wei felt that he had already grasped the opponent's weak spot and looked at the thief with his nose: "Invulnerable? Humph! This captain has plenty of ways to kill you. Are you scared now?"
thump.
"What's that sound?" Awei turned his head sharply.
The dead body of the thief suddenly began to shake.
Wow!
The chain began to shake violently.
Candlelight flickers.
The red-hot iron seemed to come alive and struggled to raise its head to face Awei.
Awei swallowed his saliva and quietly moved to the left. Unexpectedly, the soldering iron turned with him. He moved to the right again, and the soldering iron also locked onto him and turned to the right.
It’s over, it’s haunted!
The chain flew over, the candle went out, and the branding iron flew towards Awei.
Awei turned around and ran, but he lost his balance and fell to the ground, but he happened to avoid the swept iron chain and saved his life. When he climbed up with his hands on the ground and his butt sticking out, the branding iron finally arrived.
The branding iron hit Awei's butt.
Zizizi!
"what--!!"
Awei raised his head and screamed, then turned to look at the branding iron that was being heated again in the brazier, and immediately covered his butt and limped towards the cell door.
"Open the door! Open the door, I am your captain Awei."
A voice came from outside the door: "No, our captain said that no matter who it is, it will not be opened."
Whoosh, the branding iron flew over again, leaving a brand on Awei's other buttocks.
There were two burnt black holes on the buttocks of the pants, and two "奸" characters on the left and right sides of the buttocks, which looked very symmetrical.
……
After receiving the news, Uncle Jiu immediately picked up the cloth bag containing the magic weapon and went out. He could ignore what Awei said, but he had to pay attention to what Tan Wenjie mentioned.
When he arrived, he found two policemen guarding the gate chatting.
"Uncle Nine!" X2
Just at this moment, Awei's cry for help came again for who knows how many times: "Open the door, open the door, help!"
Uncle Jiu frowned and said, "Open the door!"
"But our captain said not to open the door no matter who shouts."
"Your captain is shouting for help!"
Uncle Jiu saw the shadow of Wencai in these two people.
"Yes, yes, open the door quickly!" Awei inside the door also heard Uncle Jiu's voice.
The moment the lock was opened, Awei rushed out with his butt sticking out. Uncle Jiu dodged subconsciously, but he didn't expect that there was a red-hot iron behind Awei's butt.
At this time, because of Uncle Jiu's subconscious dodging, he became the target of the branding iron's attack.
Uncle Jiu almost subconsciously grabbed Awei, who was dodging, and pulled him in front of him.
sizzle.
Ah Wei screamed: "Ah!!"
The branding iron left a "奸" character on Awei's chest.
Uncle Jiu threw away A Wei, who had just acted as a shield, and quickly grabbed the handle of the soldering iron. A powerful opposing force came and pulled Uncle Jiu into the prison.
The heavy weight pressed down and dragged him for a distance on the ground. Uncle Jiu stopped only when he felt that his cloth shoes were about to catch fire from the friction.
The next moment, he stepped back with a wound on his chest, and took four or five steps before stopping. He took out the eye-opening magic tool he had prepared in advance from his cloth bag. It was in the shape of a willow leaf with two copper coins inlaid in the middle, and wiped it across his eyes.
Open your eyes.
A ghost figure immediately appeared before my eyes.
His face was ashen and he had a spooky, ghostly aura.
Uncle Jiu subconsciously looked at a dead body not far away.
"Turning into a fierce ghost right after death?"
Very fierce!
Before coming, he thought he had taken the matter seriously enough, but he didn't expect the other party to have such strong abilities.
He didn't bring the peach wood sword or the gold money sword. He only had the Bagua mirror and a... yo-yo.
Uncle Jiu took out his yo-yo and breathed a sigh of relief. He seldom used this thing, but now he could use it.
This yo-yo is unusual. It uses a red rope and has a yin-yang fish on the outside of the yo-yo. When it rotates during sleep, it can release magical light, making it impossible for ghosts to hide.
The attack method is also very simple, just throw it out.
Whoosh—bang!
The fierce ghost was hit by the yo-yo and immediately flew backwards screaming.
The yo-yo was quickly taken back into his hand.
Uncle Jiu took two steps forward and swung out the yo-yo again, wrapping it around the ghost's neck. As he suddenly stepped back, the ghost was dragged and lay on the ground.
With a swift somersault, Uncle Jiu landed on the back of the fierce ghost. He pressed down on the ghost's back with his knees and quickly wrapped the red yo-yo rope around the ghost to tie him up.
After making sure that the other party could not break free in a short period of time, Uncle Jiu took out a brush from the cloth bag, bit his finger, used the magic power of the blood from his fingertips as ink, and pressed the brush against the ghost's eyebrows.
The fierce ghost who was struggling just now immediately closed his eyes and calmed down.
Ah Wei, who couldn't hear the fighting, leaned forward and asked pitifully, "Uncle Jiu, what happened?"
Uncle Jiu kept using the brush and said, "Go get an empty wine jar."
He wanted to ask Awei for help, but thinking that Awei was unreliable, he decided to ask him to bring the wine jar.
"Why hasn't Wencai come yet!" Uncle Jiu trusts his apprentice very much.
My arms are a little sore from being raised for so long.
Ah Wei shouted, "Didn't you hear me? Go find a few more wine jars right now, so they don't break."
"Yes!"
Ah Wei walked into the prison carefully and asked, "Uncle Jiu, can you give me this brush?"
"What do you want the brush for?"
"I'm haunted tonight. Look at me."
Ah Wei turned around and showed his treacherous character, and said pitifully: "I am the captain of the security team. It's okay to sacrifice a little for the people to live a good life, but I am afraid that if I die, there will be no one to protect Renjia Town in the future."
"You can prepare black dog blood, but blood tends to coagulate easily. Boy's urine will also work. This pen will be useless to you."
Uncle Jiu didn't mind Avido making preparations. Things have been uneasy lately, and it wouldn't hurt for the police to use boy's urine for self-defense. Although this group of policemen were not good people and would occasionally bully the locals, their crimes were not punishable by death.
Uncle Jiu, who had also visited other villages and towns, knew very well that Awei was a very reliable police captain and he would really go there when something happened.
Ah Wei's eyes lit up: "I know! Starting tomorrow, I will rob boys of their urine on the street. No, I will collect a urine tax from them!"
Uncle Jiu: "..."
He took back his previous comment that Awei was unreliable.
"Boy urine also has different grades." Wencai happened to come at this time, and he continued, "The most common one is boy urine. The longer the boy has been in the body, the more powerful it is. If it is an old boy who has cultivated successfully, his urine will be very powerful."
"There are different grades of urine? Then whose urine do you think is the best?"
"Of course it's my master!"
Uncle Jiu glared: "Huh?!"
Wencai shrank his neck.
Awei nodded, it turned out that Uncle Jiu had such a treasure on him.
He has made up his mind that he will collect ordinary boys' urine, and he will not let go of Uncle Jiu's boy's urine!
Ah Wei immediately flattered him, "Uncle Jiu, you've worked hard. Let Wencai hold the brush while you have some tea and take a rest."
(End of this chapter)