Chapter 409: All three sisters were taken care of by me
Chapter 409: All three sisters were...
The crowd dispersed.
Cheng Xiaoxi pinched her nose and felt lucky. Fortunately, when she saw Tan Wenjie retreating, she subconsciously followed him and escaped the disaster.
At the same time, she was surprised that she had unknowingly developed trust in him and dared to follow him without knowing anything.
"I should go home now. I'll go to a different gym tomorrow and not work out yet."
She said she was going home, but actually did not move. She wanted to give Tan Wenjie a chance to take her home, even though she was the one driving.
"I have more important things to do." Tan Wenjie said seriously.
Although it was important to follow Uncle Feng to get the kill, time was not urgent. He just didn't want to send her home. What if he ran into Cheng Xiaonan?
"Well then...bye."
After Cheng Xiaoxi drove away, Tan Wenjie stopped a car on the side of the road and, relying on the connection between himself and his clone, led the driver towards the destination.
I got off at the intersection and there was no one around.
He put on the Taoist robes, put on a copper coin mask, and strode forward.
Seeing a passerby with his hands locked in a car, he ignored the other party's shouting and walked into a house.
In the yard, Uncle Feng was fighting with the people in the room through the air.
Suddenly he saw someone walking towards him, and he was startled: "Wait!"
Tan Wenjie had already rushed in and kicked the Japanese paper sliding door into pieces.
There was a woman in a kimono holding a cat in the room. The moment she saw Tan Wenjie come in, a smile appeared on her lips. The troublesome Taoist priest outside only dared to test him but not to attack, because he knew very well that it was easy to enter this door, but difficult to get out.
The door fell down completely, and what greeted Tan Wenjie was a floor-to-ceiling mirror. He froze in place when he saw himself in the mirror. Although he was still conscious, his body was completely out of control.
The feeling was slightly similar to the immobilization technique, but the binding force was very weak. Tan Wenjie guessed that the power that bound him came from the woman in kimono in front of him. As long as his strength exceeded that of the other party, he would be able to break free.
Suddenly he felt his neck tighten, and he saw the woman in kimono strangling the cat in her arms with a red string.
Breathing became increasingly difficult.
"Be careful!" Uncle Feng also rushed in at this time, holding a jade pendant in his hand and pounced towards the woman in kimono, trying to interrupt her spell and save Tan Wenjie.
But he was still a step slow.
"Crack——!"
The red line was as sharp as steel wire, and the cat's neck was broken. At the same time, Tan Wenjie's head rolled off the neck.
Uncle Feng finally touched the jade pendant to the woman's palm in the kimono.
White smoke rose up, and the woman screamed and retreated. Uncle Feng succeeded in his move but did not rush to chase her. Instead, he retreated quickly to keep some distance.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw the chrysanthemums next to the other person.
The Jiuju School has a great background.
"You!" The woman in kimono's face suddenly changed.
Uncle Feng was puzzled. He didn't see any change in her expression when he injured her just now, so why did she suddenly look towards him with a look of fear?
So Uncle Feng also turned his head and saw the red-robed man whose neck had just been cut off holding his head with both hands and twisting it as if he was aligning it with the card slot.
With a "click", the neck was put back in place, and even the wound on the neck could not be seen.
"Flying Head Technique?" Uncle Feng was knowledgeable and thought of the spells of some sorcerers in Southeast Asia.
But he immediately denied it, because the Nanyang Flying Head Technique was not the right way, but what he felt from Tan Wenjie was only the authentic Xuanmen magic.
So pretty, I feel like she’s prettier than me.
Tan Wenjie: "I forgot, actually my head can be taken off."
The woman in kimono angrily grabbed the decapitated cat and cut off one of its claws with a red thread.
At the same time, one of Tan Wenjie's arms broke off and fell to the ground.
No matter how powerful your flying head technique is, you will still die if I chop you into a human pig.
But the next moment, the arm that fell to the ground flew up and automatically connected to the broken end, and even the red robe repaired itself.
Uncle Feng: “…”
Kimono woman: “…”
monster!
Tan Wenjie: "In fact, even if my hands and feet are broken, they can be reassembled."
The Yin-Yang Separation Method can separate the elements, that is, create a clone.
It can also split into two, which means the body is divided.
"Now that you're done fighting, it's my turn." He strode up to the woman in kimono, lightning surging in his right hand.
All electrical appliances in the room were ignited by the split and spreading lightning, and the lights exploded.
When she saw the thunder and lightning, the woman in kimono thought of the Huo Building, and it could only be him.
Knowing she was no match for her opponent, her brain worked quickly to find a way to escape.
In the face of absolute suppression, if you don't try your best, you will die.
Thunder falls.
Uncle Feng at the back subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands and looked directly at the dazzling lightning with human eyes. He could even see distorted spots of light in his residual vision.
"not good!"
Feeling the ground shaking, Uncle Feng hurriedly rushed out with his head in his hands.
With a loud bang, lightning collapsed the house.
Uncle Feng gasped as he looked at the ruins, and the red-robed figure standing intact in the ruins. He was amazed in his heart, and he never thought that such a terrifying person would appear in the world after he had not been back for such a long time.
"She ran away?" Uncle Feng asked.
Anyone who can perform thunder magic at will must be a disciple of the righteous path.
"He didn't run away." Tan Wenjie shook his head, "But he didn't kill him either. He was very cautious and used a substitute the whole time."
He was also quite regretful. After letting her escape this time, she would definitely hide herself and it would not be so easy to catch her again.
It was the first time they met, and he couldn't figure out what had scared the other person so much that he had to use a substitute puppet every time he met someone.
Tan Wenjie turned his head to look at Uncle Feng. Although this secret realm is called "The Exorcist Police", the strength of Uncle Feng and the villains inside are very average.
In terms of strength, Uncle Feng and Lin Zheng are probably not much different, but even if the kimono woman's strength is increased 10 times, it is still difficult to compare with the Yin-Yang Corpse.
No one can stop the Yin-Yang Corpse without the cheats at 10 o'clock.
Uncle Feng has quite a few treasures in his hands, such as the jade pendant and the bronze mirror. It’s enough to just see them once, and you can take them slowly after you leave.
"I wonder what you call me, senior?"
"Don't be so polite." Tan Wenjie said, "I was born in 1892, a few years older than you, and I am also a disciple of Maoshan. You can just call me Grandmaster."
If he lived until now from the last century, wouldn’t he be over a hundred years old?
Although the copper coin mask blocked the lower half of his face, there were no wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and his body shape was that of a young man in his twenties.
Old monster!
Uncle Feng was shocked. He had heard of masters who could live for hundreds of years, but he had never seen one.
On the contrary, he has seen many ghosts that have lived for hundreds of years. Although those ghosts live long, their strength is average.
"Don't believe it?" asked Tan Wenjie.
"No, it's just..."
He just didn't want to call him Grandmaster because he looked too young and he felt uncomfortable.
Compared to the fact that Tan Wenjie had acquired a lot of skills through practice in his twenties, he was more inclined to believe that the other party was an old monster from a hundred years ago. He himself was extremely talented and had practiced for a lifetime, so he thought he was very strong. However, compared with the "master" in front of him, the gap was like heaven and earth.
"I'll teach you two moves when I have time." Tan Wenjie said, "Five Thunders, Lightning Thunder Fist, Divine Movement, and Sword Controlling. I'll teach you for free."
He was very interested in teaching magic to someone who looked very similar to his nephew Gillian and becoming his cheap master.
"Thank you, senior." He clasped his fists and said, "Senior, you can call me Feng Lao Si."
"Feng Lao Si," Tan Wenjie asked, "After investigating this place, do you have any other information?"
"Replying to the senior, I only know that she should be from the Jiujiu School in Japan. She is good at controlling corpses and magic. She was targeted by us for transporting poison through corpses."
"Contact me if you find any information about them later." Tan Wenjie tore out a piece of yellow paper with a snap of his fingers and left his contact information.
Whether his identity is exposed or not depends entirely on his mood. After all, it would be inconvenient to launch sneak attacks and ambushes if it is exposed, but it seems that it is not a big deal if it is really exposed.
Uncle Feng accepted it respectfully: "Yes."
"Okay, I have a date tonight, so I'm leaving now."
"Date?"
Is it right for an old guy over a hundred years old to pick up girls?
"The secret to longevity is to drink more alcohol, eat more meat, and make more friends with the opposite sex."
After saying that, he leaped into the sky and floated away.
"Fly, fly...fly away!" stuttered the male police officer who was passing by.
He had been acting as a background since the beginning of the battle, and now seeing Tan Wenjie leap to a height of dozens of stories, the shock he felt was no less than the bolt of thunder and the collapse of a house in front of him.
"Senior, his cultivation is unfathomable, so it's normal for him to be able to fly."
Uncle Feng looked down at the contact information in his hand and remembered the secret to longevity that the other party had just mentioned.
No wonder I look old at such a young age, is it because I have always remained a virgin?
"Let's go back first." Uncle Feng said, "I need to discuss this matter with Lao Ma before making a decision."
……
At the restaurant entrance, Tan Wenjie, who had changed his clothes, was waiting for Cheng Xiaonan.
Cheng Xiaonan, who is shy, would not show intimacy when there were many people around, but she looked at Tan Wenjie several times during the meal, then lowered her head and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
This satisfied her. She was seated and the food was served at a fast pace.
"What does yours taste like?" asked Tan Wenjie.
Cheng Xiaonan was puzzled because they both ordered the same food.
But she still asked: "Do you want to try it?"
She was about to pass the plate to Tan Wenjie, but saw him open his mouth.
Cheng Xiaonan's cheeks flushed, and she turned her head left and right like a thief. Then she picked up a piece of meat with a fork and put it in front of Tan Wenjie. After doing this, she didn't dare to look and lowered her head, keeping her hands raised.
"You poked meat up my nostrils."
"Excuse me."
Cheng Xiaonan quickly looked up and realized that he was joking.
Then Tan Wenjie also picked up a piece of meat and brought it over.
"Try it."
Cheng Xiaonan opened his mouth with a red face, bit off the meat, and chewed it mechanically.
“Does it taste different?”
"Yeah, it's different."
She didn't taste anything at all, she just felt hot all over.
You can always win by targeting someone's personality. Cheng Xiaonan is introverted and sensitive, so it is best to get closer to her when you are with her.
Cheng Xiaoxi is different. She has been pursued since she was a child. She would feel annoyed if she saw someone pursuing her, so she has to position herself on the opposite side, joking while not forgetting to show care quietly.
Tan Wenjie suddenly thought of a question.
"Your name is Xiaonan, do you have a brother or sister named Xiaobei?" he asked jokingly.
Cheng Xiaonan shook his head: "There are four siblings in my family, and I am the second oldest. My eldest sister is Cheng Xiaodong, who is a very capable female inspector. My third sister is Cheng Xiaoxi, who is a doctor. Only my youngest brother, Xiaobei, has not grown up yet."
Tan Wenjie: “…”
not good.
Let’s not talk about the eldest sister Cheng Xiaodong for now, they have just had some exchanges, but Cheng Xiaoxi is the one he is pursuing.
There are three sisters in the family. If they check the accounts, they will definitely find themselves out.
Forget it, let’s eat first since things have come to this.
Being a scumbag means having a good mentality. There is no problem if it is not exposed. Wait until it is exposed before dealing with it. There is no need to think too much.
Thinking about the future and the long-term future is what honest people who want to live their lives should do.
After the meal, Tan Wenjie was half-heartedly agreeing to Cheng Xiaonan’s unreasonable request. After everyone discussed it for a while, a phone call came in.
The ambiguous atmosphere suddenly dissipated.
With Cheng Xiaonan's shy personality, he would definitely give up immediately if he couldn't do it in one go.
"Hey?"
"It's me, Brother Jie!"
"Cheng Sheng, you'd better have a good reason, otherwise no matter where you are, I will definitely beat you in the head."
"Brother Jie, you're not in that situation, are you? I heard that being frightened at a critical moment can cause mental illness, hehehe."
Listening to the other party's obscene laughter, Tan Wenjie said: "If you have a girlfriend in the future, I will steal one!"
Cheng Sheng immediately begged for mercy: "No, Brother Jie, I'm talking about the money. I've got the key information and I came here to tell you the good news. For the sake of getting rich together, please don't date your brother's girlfriend."
Although he was very confident in his looks, Cheng Sheng instinctively felt that if a woman had a choice, there was about a 1% chance that she would choose Tan Wenjie. He certainly couldn't be scared by a 1% chance, he was just a little nervous.
Tan Wenjie: "When will you pay me?"
He was too lazy to steal Cheng Sheng's girl. Given the other party's vulgar temperament, the girls he found would definitely be "top-notch".
Cheng Sheng smiled apologetically: "This requires your help, Brother Jie."
"You still need my help? The money you gave is too little. I can't help you."
"I'll add another 10 million."
"You say." Tan Wenjie decided to listen to the other party's nonsense for the sake of ten million.
"Patel, wait a minute." Cheng Sheng seemed to be talking to someone, and then he said, "The guy we are targeting is called Liu Yaozu. Please help me use your charm to seduce Liu Yaozu's girlfriend. According to the information I have investigated, his girlfriend is called Mona, and she likes to go to the gym to exercise...Patel, damn, what are you doing here again?"
Tan Wenjie said righteously: "I am not interested in this kind of work. We in the Tan family hate stealing other people's wives the most!"
He was afraid that he would succeed in one go due to the blood power passed down from his ancestors.
It's not the confidence in one's own charm, but the confidence in the Tan family's bloodline.
Cheng Sheng advised: "This is not the first time you have sold your body. It doesn't matter if you wash your feet in a golden basin, Brother Jie."
"Add money."
"I'll give you another ten million."
"make a deal."
For the sake of money, he can sacrifice a little bit of his looks. He has nothing to do anyway, and once he earns enough money, he can buy magical instruments and consumables from all over the world to upgrade his wheels.
It was not easy to make money in the Republic of China, and his business was very large, but here you don’t have to worry so much.
As the second person after Lao Ai, how could he not have a perfect wheel of his own?
Listening to the hurried voices over there, Tan Wenjie frowned and asked, "Cheng Sheng, what are you doing?"
For some reason, he heard a disgusting gasping sound.
"It's the helper you assigned to me, the Indian Patel. He said he had a treasure to show me and kept pulling me to the bathroom... Patel, your soap fell down. Brother Jie, wait a minute and I'll help him pick up the soap."
Tan Wenjie: “…”
He couldn't bear it.
"Cheng Sheng, I haven't arranged any help for you."
"Hahaha, Brother Jie, stop joking. Patel has helped me a lot. How could he not have arranged this?"
"If you don't believe me, forget it. I bought some external application medicine for you and will have someone send it to you someday."
"Fuck! Patel, why are you taking off your pants!"
The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became noisy.
Tan Wenjie paused for a while, and after making sure that nothing new had happened, he hung up the phone regretfully. It seemed that Cheng Sheng could not use the medicine he bought.
In his own eyes, Cheng Sheng's boxing skills were very poor, but it was still easy for him to deal with a few ordinary people.
The liar doesn't know how to fight, so he will be beaten to death.
"Do you need my help?" Cheng Xiaonan asked immediately after seeing him put down the phone.
"what?"
"To pick up girls." She pointed to the phone.
"..."
Seeing her humble appearance, Tan Wenjie put his arm around her waist and said, "My friend wanted to steal business secrets, but I have already refused."
He was just pretending to refuse. For tens of millions of dollars he wouldn't really refuse.
Money can still buy a lot of resources.
"Oh." Cheng Xiaonan lowered his head, feeling happy.
There was Tan Wenjie's explanation, and also himself being held, and he was happy that the distance between them was shortened.
Although he is still so fickle and even does not hide it, Cheng Xiaonan just likes him because she is a traditional woman.
"I'll walk you home."
"Uh-huh."
Although Cheng Xiaonan still drove him home, he could only take him downstairs of Tan Wenjie's house.
"It seems like we can only send it here."
At the intersection, Tan Wenjie looked at the gangsters hacking at each other under the street lights in the distance.
It would have been fine if we just fought each other after clocking in in the morning, but I didn’t expect to have to work the night shift.
So why do you want to be a gangster? Although the working hours seem flexible, you actually have to work overtime every day and are treated more like cattle and horses than other people in society.
The working cows and horses only need to sweat to do their work, but the gangsters have to cut their flesh, and even have no insurance when their flesh is cut. The treatment depends entirely on the mood of the boss.
Cheng Xiaonan also felt a little regretful. She thought that the psychological expectations she had made when she went out today had not yet been fulfilled, and clenched her fists slightly.
"Ajie."
"Ok?"
When Tan Wenjie turned around, he saw Cheng Xiaonan headbutting him.
He stepped back slightly to avoid a head-on collision, then pretended not to dodge, allowing the other party to occupy the high ground on his mouth.
Cheng Xiaonan, who just wanted to kiss the other person on the cheek: "..."
Her eyes suddenly widened.
My heart was completely out of control, beating wildly.
The battlefield of the young and gangsters outside has come around the car, with roars and hacking at each other, and blood spurting everywhere.
Inside the car, the windows slowly rose, blocking out the noise outside.
The two of them seemed to be stopped in time, with only their eyelashes fluttering gently.
(End of this chapter)