Chapter 522: 3 Heads and 6 Arms Show Power, Experienced in Combat Magic

Chapter 522: 3 Heads and 6 Arms Show Power, Experienced in Combat Magic

Chapter 522: The Three Heads and Six Arms Show Their Power, Experienced in Hundreds of Battle Magic

The plot in the Death Gate illusion continues to unfold.

Tan Wenjie looked around: "Is this our home?"

The fake Ma Xiaoling looked at him affectionately: "Yes, you and I bought it together with our savings."

Tan Wenjie's expression suddenly changed: "You are lying, it's impossible."

Beauty alone could never affect his judgment.

As a decent character who is upright and good at challenging his own weaknesses, he is very good at finding the problems in things from the details.

Fake Ma Xiaoling: “?”

The three people watching outside: “?”

Among them, Domoto and the other two looked at Ma Xiaoling with inquiring eyes, trying to understand what was wrong with using the savings to buy a house just now.

Ma Xiaoling also shook her head blankly.

Just now she accidentally imagined what would happen if she really stopped catching ghosts in the future and lived with Tan Wenjie. In the end, she came to the conclusion that she would most likely pay for the house and then the two of them would live happily together.

Like a fairy tale, they live happily together and then have a happy ending.

But I heard Tan Wenjie in the Death Gate illusion say: "I have very high requirements for the quality of life. I will definitely not get married if I live in a place like this."

One must never lower one's quality of life just because of marriage. Being in love and just living a life of contentment will not work for him.

I am handsome and have obvious strengths. The person who gets me should be responsible for my future. I will never get married if he has no money and cannot provide me with security.

Even if the other party is Ma Xiaoling, whose legs are longer than her life, it is impossible for her to lock him up in a "luxury house" of dozens of square meters.

"..."X3
The fake Ma Xiaoling in the Death Gate illusion was still explaining, but Ma Xiaoling in the Life Gate couldn't help it: "Let's go save Zhenzhen first. No matter whether that bastard is dead or alive, just stay in there, humph!"

Anyway, the three of them don't have the ability to break the formation and rescue the people. Since they are gods, it certainly won't be so easy for them to die in there.

Although she said so, Ma Xiaoling ran very fast in her high heels, thinking about solving the problem inside first, and if possible, forcing Yamamoto Kazuo to rescue people.

Kuang Tianyou and Tang Ben in the back looked at each other.

"Are all women so hypocritical?"

"It seems that all the women I know are like this."

The two old men in their forties nodded, reached a consensus, and quickly followed.

The three of them worked together to break down the door. Considering that this was Tan Wenjie's territory, they "accidentally" and "incidentally" used too much strength when breaking down the door. It was definitely not because they hated the rich. Those who have watched TV dramas and movies know that the way of appearing by blowing the door off is more imposing.

In a fight, the most important thing is momentum!

Yamamoto Kazuo was on full alert, along with his subordinates He Man, Bi Jia and Yu Ming Shisan.

Especially when he saw Gomi Jusan, Domoto's face changed slightly. This battle was definitely not as easy as he had imagined.

"It's Yu Ming Thirteen."

Domoto was thankful that he did not go to Japan to look for the Thirteen Notes, otherwise he would have stepped into a trap, and not only would he have failed to clean himself up, he might even have become the primary target of Kuang Tianyou and others.

"Ken." Yamamoto Kazuo smiled at Domoto, "You thought your betrayal went unnoticed, but in fact I kept you by my side because I was curious about how you would betray me."

At this moment, all Yamamoto Kazuo needed to do was put on white gloves, put the backs of his hands with interlaced fingers against his chin, and it would be best if he also had a pair of reflective glasses.

Everything is under his control.

The troublesome immortal was now trapped, giving Yamamoto Kazuo the opportunity to defeat him one by one.

"Where is Zhenzhen?" Ma Xiaoling asked straight to the point.

"She is resting in the room inside." Yamamoto Kazuo stood up and said, "But before that, Kuang Tianyou, let's have a fight."

"That's what I'm here for."

Kuang Tianyou and Domoto took out the Blood Angel.

This thing is He Yingqiu's latest invention. After drinking it, the zombies will enter a violent and bloodthirsty state and their strength will be doubled.

After drinking the Blood Angel, Kuang Tianyou's hair turned white instantly, but Domoto's neck just had bulging veins, and his appearance did not change significantly. The level gap was too big, and as a low-level zombie, Domoto had no chance to transform.

Yamamoto Kazuo did not need any external help and quickly turned into a white-haired state. Facing the flying Domoto, he raised his hand and punched him back. A loud bang created an air wave and shattered the window glass.

Both sides stomped their feet on the ground and stepped back to keep some distance.

However, a new attack came again, and the two joined forces to attack in a staggered manner and gained the upper hand.

When Yamamoto Kazuo roared, his appearance changed rapidly.

Scales grew on the skin and the entire head changed into a dragon's head.

The momentum has changed drastically and it can no longer be called a zombie.

Domoto once again clashed fists with Yamamoto Kazuo. As a zombie that was invulnerable to swords and guns, had infinite strength and was immortal, attacking with fists was the most straightforward and decisive way of attack.

There was a loud roar of the air exploding, and Domoto flew backwards, his body falling through the broken window.

As passers-by screamed and dodged, it crashed to the ground with a "bang", creating a large human-shaped hole.

Domoto climbed up and looked up, then raised his hand to take out more Blood Angels and poured them into his mouth. The blood vessels under his skin twisted wildly, as if trying to break free from the skin and get out.

He leaped to the top of the Tower amid the exclamations of passers-by.

The sound of punches hitting flesh could be heard. When Tang Ben rushed back, he saw Kuang Tianyou being beaten.

"Blood Angel!" Domoto reminded.

Upon hearing this, Kuang Tianyou, who was flying backwards, immediately chose to increase the dosage. After drinking the Blood Angel, he successfully entered the ultimate state of zombie and turned into a blue dragon scale monster.

A red-skinned little dragon man and a blue-skinned little dragon man.

It took a lot of effort for the two zombies to hold down Yamamoto, and they had no time to care about Ma Xiaoling.

At this time, Ma Xiaoling had to deal with Yu Ming Shisan and Yamamoto Kazuo's other two subordinates.

Judging from the current situation, it seems more like Yamamoto Kazuo has single-handedly tied up Kuang Tianyou and Domoto, and asked them to work together to kill Ma Xiaoling first.

"The Fire God Zhurong borrows the magic!"

Facing the rushing Biga, Ma Xiaoling quickly formed seals, trying to use the Nine-Character Mantra and talisman paper to repel the opponent, but she saw Yu Ming Thirteen speeding towards her and interrupting her seals.

She parried with the Demon Subduing Rod in her hand. The three enemies were all extremely powerful and Ma Xiaoling was beaten back step by step.

With her mortal body, she was fighting zombies head-on. Even with magical weapons to deal with them, her arms were still numb from the impact.

Ma Xiaoling had no choice but to summon a dragon, and a golden light swept over her, helping her to create distance between herself and the enemy.

There was no time to catch my breath.

A thing spitting blood, with broken bones and twisted body like a rag bag flew backwards and hit Ma Xiaoling in front of her.

"Doumoto!" Ma Xiaoling exclaimed.

She raised her head and looked forward again, and saw that Kuang Tianyou had been knocked over by Yamamoto Kazuo.

The power forcibly increased by the Blood Drinking Angel cannot be compared with the power increased by Yamamoto Kazuo by sucking a large amount of blood from living people.

Yamamoto Kazuo was very decisive. He immediately took Yu Ming Shisan and the zombies He Man and Biga to besiege Ma Xiaoling.

The Ma family dragon is too threatening, and its sacred attributes have absolute suppression on zombies.

Kill one person first and cut off one of his arms.

Being surrounded from all sides, Ma Xiaoling cast several spells, but her body was struggling to hold on.

"Whoosh-"

A flash of golden light appeared from the corner of Ma Xiaoling's eye and completely occupied her sight in an instant.

The next moment, Ma Xiaoling was pulled into a strong embrace.

"Ajie!" Ma Xiaoling looked up in surprise.

Then her expression changed.

"It's dangerous, be careful."

He appeared at the critical moment and hugged himself, but then faced the enemy from his back.

The four enemies were caught off guard by a full-force attack that even gods could not have resisted.

When they saw Tan Wenjie rushing over, Yamamoto Kazuo and others looked unhappy. They had only destroyed one Domoto, and the opponent's strength was already at the bottom.

But if he and Kuang Tianyou join forces, their fighting power will definitely increase dramatically. With the Ma family's dragon, the outcome will be unpredictable.

Now, for the sake of a woman, Tan Wenjie actually offered his back to her.

Take the opportunity to injure him severely, or even better, kill him outright.

Yamamoto Kazuo and the other four were still maintaining their attacking posture, but suddenly their eyes blurred and they saw two heads growing out of Tan Wenjie's back, followed by two arms.

Each arm holds a weapon or magic weapon.

The precious light flickers and the divine power is as fast as lightning.

"Three heads and six arms?" Yu Ming Thirteen's expression changed and he chose to retreat decisively.

He felt very clearly that Tan Wenjie's three heads and six arms were different from those he had seen before, and the aura on his body was very similar to that of Yamamoto Kazuo and Kuang Tianyou, but even better.

He is the descendant of a general.

Yu Ming Thirteen’s eyes flickered.

"BOSS! Aaaahhh!" The female zombie did not slow down and continued to pounce on Tan Wenjie.

The King Kong sword chopped down, and the female zombie was instantly split in half.

It was like a piece of wood that was split vertically in half by an axe, with the chips separating to the left and right.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other male zombie wanted to escape. When he tried to retreat, he noticed that one of the heads of the three-headed and six-armed Tan Wenjie quickly turned his eyes and locked onto him.

His heart skipped a beat.

Then he saw Tan Wenjie's hand holding a token pointing towards him.

Then a divine thunder came flying, and lightning filled the vision.

When he landed again, the male zombie also turned into a piece of charcoal.

"Biga! He Man!" Yamamoto Kazuo landed and did not dare to continue attacking.

He felt a strong sense of oppression from Tan Wenjie. He was several times stronger than when they first met in Japan, but the other party had become even stronger and more unfathomable.

Just like before, he was still powerless to resist the other party.

Considering that it is impossible for the opponent to improve his strength so much in a short period of time, Yamamoto Kazuo believed that the opponent was definitely hiding his abilities when he saw him.

"There's still an ambush?" Tan Wenjie heard Yamamoto Kazuo's shout, and three heads searched, "Where is it!"

Yamamoto Kazuo was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Ken, you really found a good helper."

Tan Wenjie frowned and searched. He suspected that Yamamoto Kazuo was bluffing. He had three heads, six eyes and six ears, covering all directions and monitoring. Unless the opponent was much stronger than himself, there was no way he could hide his tracks.

Domoto, who was lying dead on the ground, knew Tan Wenjie's style of doing things very well, and said, "I am Ken. The one you hacked to death was Bi Jia, and the one who was struck by lightning was He Man."

"I think Tang is a better surname."

"My last name is Domoto."

"..." Tan Wenjie's three heads looked in different directions.

"Don't pretend you couldn't hear it." Domoto couldn't help but spit out blood again.

Tan Wenjie took in the scene with three heads: "Where are Kuang Tianyou and Yamamoto Kazuo? Which set did these two... little dragons come from?"

"The blue one is Kuang Tianyou, and the red one is Yamamoto Kazuo." Ma Xiaoling left Tan Wenjie's arms.

Kuang Tianyou: “…”

Please don't use "head". I always feel that the style of the painting started to become wrong after Tan Wenjie arrived, and the atmosphere of the life-and-death battle is gone.

Perhaps the atmosphere of a life-and-death battle is really gone, and our chances of winning are very high, probably no less than 99%.

Tan Wenjie has three heads and six arms, holding six treasures in his hands. His raised left foot is stepping on a train surrounded by fire dragons. He can spit out thunder from his mouth, and he looks like a demon-slaying deity descending to the earth. The only thing he lacks is a good set of armor, otherwise he could have been hung on the wall as a painting to worship him.

Although he looks ferocious, he carries a sense of security that only Chinese people can understand.

"Who on earth are you?" Yamamoto Kazuo looked at Tan Wenjie warily.

He had never heard of a deity like Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie said disdainfully: "Of course it's the God of Wealth. You look so uneducated. Our God of Wealth is the best fighter."

In front is the Black Tiger Xuantan, behind is the Emperor Guansheng, plus the All-Powerful God Zhong Kui. They are famous and good at fighting. When ordinary ghosts see them, they will kneel down and beg for their lives, not to mention asking for money.

Yamamoto Kazuo really wanted to say that he knew what the God of Wealth was, but he only wanted to ask Tan Wenjie himself.

There is no point in saying more, let’s just fight first.

Two fists are no match for four hands. As soon as Yamamoto Kazuo collided fists with Tan Wenjie, he immediately realized something was wrong.

The bones crackled and the body flew backwards.

The strength was completely on a different level. With a flash of red light, Yamamoto Kazuo fell out of Tsutenkaku.

Tan Wenjie turned his gaze to Yu Ming Thirteen, the final boss, who could only be defeated by the Five Colors Team through a plot-based kill.

It can also make all the gods and Buddhas feel troubled and even call it a great catastrophe.

"Master!" Yu Ming Thirteen was so immersed in the role that he turned around and wanted to rush out.

"Certainly!"

The body was fixed in the air, unable to move.

Tan Wenjie rubbed the Vajra Sword with the order of the Five Thunder Heavenly Master, causing a flash of lightning, and then covered it with the Samadhi True Fire from the fire train.

The sword was a combination of eighteen kinds of magic weapons and was already sharp enough. Now it was accompanied by thunder and fire, and the air was twisting. Domoto, who was lying dead in the distance, and the little dragon Kuang Tianyou were frightened.

Kuang Tianyou, in particular, recalled the feeling of the Samadhi True Fire entering his body. As a zombie, he had fought with Taoist priests who caught zombies more than once over the past few decades. The Taoist priests were all good at using the Samadhi True Fire, but he was sure that those Samadhi True Fires were completely different from Tan Wenjie's Samadhi True Fire.

True fire is more like divine fire.

As Tan Wenjie raised the sword high, a whistling sound was heard, and then he raised it above his head and chopped it down suddenly.

The sword cut through the air and slashed towards Yu Ming Thirteen who was immobilized.

Cut empty.

Only a red robe was left there.

After all, the other party was Luo Hou, and the executor of the world's destruction that Tan Wenjie needed. It was better that he didn't die, so that he didn't have to find a way to use the Vairocana Tathagata Purification Mantra himself.

"You go and save people." Tan Wenjie said and jumped out.

……

In the building opposite Tsutenkaku, someone noticed the explosion and fighting coming from next door.

There were always objects falling from high altitudes, which scared many people.

However, many people chose to watch the fun, believing that the danger would definitely not affect them.

I saw a red figure flying towards the building.

The office lady in a short skirt and uniform screamed while holding a cup of coffee.

"boom!"

The walls of the building were smashed.

The tumbling red figure landed on the ground, using his hands and feet to tear long claw marks on the ground.

"what!!"

She dropped her coffee, put her hands on her face and screamed, high notes coming in wave after wave.

The red figure turned and ran away. Before, in Tongtian Tower, he did not dare to destroy the building at will because of Wang Zhenzhen's safety, but now that the battlefield has changed, he has no scruples.

Rumble, the ceiling above collapsed, and the woman who was still screaming stood under the collapsed ceiling and didn't know how to hide.

A wave of fire came over her and she paused, then she saw a figure with three heads and six arms holding up the collapse above her, then her eyes rolled up and she fainted on the ground.

Tan Wenjie put down the steel bars and concrete and looked at the fallen female white-collar worker in uniform in surprise.

"Want to run?" He immediately turned around and chased after Yamamoto Kazuo.

On this day, many people saw a monster with a red dragon head running away between buildings, with a figure with three heads and six arms chasing after it.

Yamamoto Kazuo knocked down another building to create an obstacle, and escaped while Tan Wenjie was holding the building.

The gap between the enemy and us was too big. He even had a feeling that Tan Wenjie was not in a hurry to catch him, but was teasing him like a cat playing with a mouse.

Kazuo Yamamoto wanted to kill someone and suck their blood to replenish his strength, so he chose to hug his knees and fall to the ground.

The red dragon man that fell onto the driveway like a red meteor attracted a lot of exclamations, and someone happened to have a camera with him to take pictures.

There were also cars that failed to dodge and their bumpers came into close contact with the red dragon man.

Unexpectedly, the red dragon man did not move at all, as if he was cast in reinforced concrete. Instead, the front of the car was dented, the airbag exploded, and the passengers in the car fell unconscious.

Suddenly, fire clouds rolled up in the sky, and a huge flaming wheel came crashing down, knocking the red dragon man off balance. Then a sword flew over and cut off the dragon man's left arm.

Yamamoto Kazuo gritted his teeth, knowing that he should not stay here for long. He staggered forward two steps, then used his feet to exert force and flew into the air again.

Boom——!
With a cry of surprise, Tan Wenjie landed on the ground and pulled the victim out of the car. At the same time, he used his other arm to draw the golden bow and filled it with Thunder Chicken Red Pill.

Crackling, electric light fills the fingertips.

Gently releasing his fingers, everyone saw the red lightning erupting from the ground and chasing the red dragon man diagonally.

It was as if a red thread connected the three-headed, six-armed immortal and the fleeing red dragon figure in the sky.

The red line was stretched straight, then loosened and spread out after connecting the two sides, leaving crackling and twisted red arcs in the air.

The bullet hit Yamamoto Kazuo's head accurately.

Tan Wenjie's strength is no longer the same as before. For example, the rigid rule that zombies can only die at the hands of the Ma family's bloodline seems dispensable in the face of absolute strength.

The power of his slingshot was enough to penetrate a hill. The so-called immortal zombie's head exploded with a handful of blood foam, and its body fell from a high altitude, leaving only loose bones after it hit the ground.

Finished, call it a day.

"That one seems to be Tan Wenjie God of Wealth!"

Passersby were talking about the figure picking up the bones and stepping on the train to leave.

"How did you recognize it?"

"Tan Wenjie's face is everywhere in the Caishen Shopping Mall. The three-headed and six-armed god just now, all three faces are Tan Wenjie. I'm sure I recognized him correctly."

……

When Tan Wenjie flew back carrying Yamamoto Kazuo's bones, he saw Wang Zhenzhen hugging Ma Xiaoling's arm.

"Ajie, you can fly." Wang Zhenzhen was surprised.

"I learned it by accident."

Thinking back to the time when I learned to fly in the clouds, there doesn’t seem to be anything worth remembering.

Tan Wenjie looked at the figure coughing up blood.

After Yamamoto Kazuo died, his zombie blood became ineffective, and Domoto turned back into a human again, but his injuries were not healed, causing him to go directly into a state of serious injury and near death.

He dropped the bones, walked over and jumped on top of the man, occasionally swinging his fists and beating him violently.

Domoto, who had become an ordinary person, had no power to resist and was beaten around like a rag doll.

"Ajie!" Wang Zhenzhen was shocked.

"Master Tan!" Kuang Tianyou wanted to stop him.

"What are you doing!" Ma Xiaoling tried to pull Tan Wenjie.

One hand slowly raised up, Domoto: "No, ahem, it feels so good."

Domoto supported himself on the ground with his elbows and stood up slowly.

"I'm ready."

He was seriously injured and on the verge of death, but was brought back to life by a random punch. The god is so powerful.

"Mr. Tang, you're welcome."

"My last name is Domoto."

"..."

Domoto noticed that Tan Wenjie turned his head away from him again.

It's confirmed, he did it on purpose.

Now that Yamamoto Kazuo is dead and the unimportant Yu Ming Jusan has escaped, they have solved everything perfectly.

The only thing left is the last step, and it’s time to have a reunion and eat dumplings…Except for Tan Wenjie, no one knows that the day of the end of the world is approaching, so it’s nice to celebrate.

“What should be done with Kazuo Yamamoto’s bones?”

Tan Wenjie said: "Crush it into powder and feed it to fish, feed the fish to ducks, feed the ducks to dogs, burn the dogs to ashes and feed the fish."

The perfect food chain cycle in nature can solve all problems. If it fails, it must be because the number of cycles is not enough.

… Life does seem to be returning to normal.

Everything was peaceful except for the fact that there were gods flying in the sky, several buildings collapsed, and Tan Wenjie completely becoming a living god in people's eyes.

The lonely and helpless Wang Zhenzhen and Kuang Tianyou confirmed their relationship, but no one cared about it. The two of them had no CP feeling at all, and the relationship between a grandfather and a granddaughter is hard to support.

The beautiful girl with glasses was sticking to him like a good wife and mother, but Kuang Tianyou even had a constipated expression. Tan Wenjie couldn't stand it, so he chose not to look at it.

morning.

"What about resurrection?"

Wang Zhenzhen prepared breakfast. After she knew that Kuang Tianyou and Fu Sheng were zombies, she began to learn how to cook food such as pig blood and duck blood.

"He was taken away by Tianshi Tan."

Wang Zhenzhen was shocked: "What?"

Based on her understanding of Tan Wenjie, he would definitely take Fu Sheng to the street, pretending to be a single dad, and then chat up beautiful older sisters.

Fu Sheng is just a child in his sixties.

Recalling that Fusheng had previously commented on girls passing by on the street, Wang Zhenzhen decisively changed her mind, thinking that it might be that Fusheng was leading Tan Wenjie astray.

Not right either.

The two of them are simply like-minded.

It’s not easy to explain this to Kuang Tianyou.

Tan Wenjie and Kuang Fusheng did not disappoint her.

The single dad character created is classic and easy to use. Not only was Tan Wenjie cared for and cared for, some people wiped his tears, and even Kuang Fusheng almost received a milky hug several times... if Tan Wenjie hadn't intervened.

Kuang Fusheng rubbed his butt, then turned around and looked at Tan Wenjie who was surrounded by beautiful older sisters.

We teamed up and came out. If you eat the meat, you should let me have some soup too. Just as the beautiful girl was about to hug him, Tan Wenjie kicked her.

As a result, Kuang Fusheng only smelled the scent of perfume along the way.

Fu Sheng: "Dad, I'm hungry."

Tan Wenjie threw it casually: "Here's the money, go buy yourself some food."

Resurrection: “…”

He almost forgot that this bastard was called the God of Wealth.

"You are so good to your son~" The girls were touched.

I was especially moved when I saw Tan Wenjie casually throwing out a thick stack of new banknotes that seemed to have been just withdrawn from the bank.

Tan Wenjie sighed: "Alas, the child's mother is not here, I can only give him my best things."

Kuang Fusheng didn't want to talk. It was just some dirty money...it was all earned by his own labor.

Suddenly, Fu Sheng noticed a familiar figure walking in the distance. Although he had his back to him, it was enough for Kuang Fu Sheng to recognize the other person's identity.

It is hard to find a pair of legs as long as this one in Asia.

"Dad, do you think the sister over there looks like mom?"

Don't say you're not nice enough, Ma Xiaoling is here.

Unexpectedly, Tan Wenjie's expression changed: "Everyone, I'm sorry, it seems that I really helped the child find his mother."

Several girls: "?"

He changes his face so quickly, turns out to be a playboy.

But looking at the banknotes in Kuang Fusheng's arms.

They just like to take care of cute children. So what if the man is unfaithful? They believe they will be the last one. But when they see the boy following the man with the money towards the long-legged woman over there, their faces change.

She must be a killer from behind, and must be ugly from the front.

Tan Wenjie patted Kuang Fusheng and said, "Call me mom."

Kuang Fusheng: “?”

He looked at Tan Wenjie questioningly.

Kuang: Bro, you are not the one, this is Ma Xiaoling, don’t tell me you didn’t recognize her.

Tan: If we work together sincerely, all the beautiful girls in the world will be in our hands.

Resurrection: “…”

This bastard has absolutely no idea how to read facial expressions. Why is he smiling and looking so confident?

Under the pressure of Tan Wenjie's fist, Kuang Fusheng still shouted: "Mom!"

Hearing the shout, Ma Xiaoling turned around and saw the classic father-son duo.

She raised an eyebrow, "You two are out picking up girls again."

Having seen similar scenes many times, she learned to answer quickly.

"Xiaoling, why are you here?" Tan Wenjie was surprised, then annoyed.

Ma Xiaoling, who had known their methods of picking up girls, no longer felt angry and the corners of her mouth curled up. Once again, he chose her because of her back. She wanted to be angry but it was difficult to do so.

Resurrection: “…”

He is lying to you, Sister Xiaoling.

Fu Sheng winked madly.

This bastard could definitely recognize Ma Xiaoling every time, and her was always his target for picking up girls, but he always pretended not to recognize her from behind.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Ma Xiaoling's ability to read people's expressions was average.

Ma Xiaoling asked, "Why, are you disappointed to find out that it was me?"

Tan Wenjie asked back: "It's always me, aren't you disappointed?"

Fu Sheng: Sister Xiaoling, please press the corners of your mouth.

He raised his head to look at Ma Xiaoling on the left, and then looked at Tan Wenjie on the right who was flirting with his eyes.

not good!

How could someone as strong as Ma Xiaoling fall for the trick so easily? Could it be that just by being a hero saving the beauty a few times and pretending not to recognize her from behind and giving her false compliments every time, he could really win her over?

It's great to be a hero saving a beautiful girl. Fu Sheng recalled the occasional times when he saved beautiful girls when he was in school, and the scenes when the little girls gave him lollipops with blushing faces.

Well, it’s really amazing that a hero saves a beautiful girl, and it’s a universal trick for picking up girls all over the world.

Ma Xiaoling: "I decided to supervise you two to prevent you from leading the children astray."

"He is almost seventy years old," Tan Wenjie complained.

I have traveled through so many worlds, but my total age is less than 70 years old. If I were to be resurrected in front of him, I would be a real old man.

Resurrection: “…”

He should have expressed his opinion, but he chose not to speak now, and nodded to indicate that Tan Wenjie was right and it would be better to let him go.

In the restaurant.

The three of them sat together, and in the eyes of others they looked like a good-looking family of three.

"Why can't anyone recognize you?" Ma Xiaoling asked puzzledly after taking a small bite of cake.

Tan Wenjie is now a national idol, but when he walks down the street, no one recognizes him.

"A little trick."

Liuwa’s presence has been weakened. Not to mention hiding from the sight of ordinary people, even some magic weapons find it difficult to catch him.

"There's cake stuck on your mouth." Tan Wenjie picked up a tissue and slowly approached Ma Xiaoling.

Ma Xiaoling froze immediately.

Kuang Fusheng, who was sitting next to him, opened his eyes wide, feeling a little excited.

But a hand was placed on his head, slowly turning his head to the side, forcing him to look at the pillar beside him.

Kuang Fusheng: “…”

When he turned his head back, he saw nothing. He only saw Ma Xiaoling's cheeks slightly red and heard her accelerated heartbeat.

For the whole day, Kuang Fusheng, as an excuse, played an important role in their date, and he was forced to look at the scenery countless times during the day with his head held down.

When they parted at dusk, Tan Wenjie was responsible for sending Kuang Fusheng back, while Ma Xiaoling said she had work to do and left in a hurry.

"Fu Sheng, are you not having fun today?" Tan Wenjie noticed that there were resentful eyes looking at him from the side and asked in confusion.

"No, but I want to go back to school."

"You are already in your sixties or seventies, and you have been in elementary school your whole life. How boring."

"I used to have enough of it, but after being with you, I found that going to school is still interesting."

"Is there a hot female teacher in your school? Introduce her to me, and be careful I might tell Kuang Tianyou."

Kuang Fusheng raised his middle finger, then turned around and ran away.

No matter what, he would never cooperate with Tan Wenjie again.

"The peace before the world is destroyed feels so good. It has a kind of death-like beauty."

……

Yuming Shisan was holding a small bottle in his hand. This was a backup plan left by Yamamoto Kazuo. If he died one day, he could use this blood to resurrect Yamamoto Kazuo.

In the past, Yu Ming Shisan would have resurrected Yamamoto Kazuo without hesitation, as he needed the other party's perfect body that was immortal.

But now he has a better option.

Tan Wenjie has three heads and six arms, and he can see that Tan Wenjie's body is similar to Yamamoto Kazuo. The difference is that Yamamoto Kazuo needs multiple transformations to barely maintain his state, which is a basic state for Tan Wenjie.

That is true perfection.

"It's time to begin."

Before the world is destroyed, it should be in chaos.

He also has his own zombie subordinates, who were generals he conquered many years ago, but their levels are too low and cannot be compared with the nearly perfect Yamamoto Kazuo.

Now that Yamamoto Kazuo is dead, his zombie blood cannot turn people into zombies, it can only be used to resurrect them.

Yu Ming Thirteen, or in other words, Luo Hou crushed the bottle with his fingers.

The blood dripped from his fingers onto the ground.

……

evening.

Gao Bao returned to the police station carrying a bottle of drink with an obvious look of joy on his face.

I was very lucky. The god agreed to take me to buy lottery tickets. I would definitely get rich within a month.

In the future, he plans to call two technicians at a time, one for 98 and one for 298. One will be responsible for massaging the feet and the other will help with the back.

I raised my hand and pushed open the door, and there was a very obvious smell of blood in the air.

Gao Bao saw a familiar figure staggering with his back to him.

"Sir Liu?"

Gao Bao was startled when the other person turned around.

Sir Liu's mouth was full of blood, with corpse teeth sticking out of it, his pupils shrunk into needle points, and meaningless roars came out of his mouth.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

Gao Bao stood up and stepped back, pulling out his pistol.

"Don't come over here, or I'll shoot!"

"Gao Bao, this is our chance." Sir Liu gradually returned to normal, "Come here, Immortal, I will only bite you once."

"You you you you...ah!" Gao Bao saw several colleagues staggering to their feet.

There were tooth holes and blood on their necks.

The smell of blood just now must have come from them.

The police station is infested with zombies.

"Bang!" Gao Bao fired.

Even low-level zombies were invulnerable to swords and guns. The bullets did not hurt the zombies, but instead made them all look towards Gao Bao.

Sir Liu: "Catch him!"

A group of zombie police officers flipped over the table and pounced on Gao Bao at a faster speed than ever before.

After Gao Bao emptied his magazine, he threw the pistol at the head of a colleague who was rushing towards him, then turned around and crawled away.

Running wildly in the corridor.

"Wow!"

The window glass of the office next door shattered, and a pair of hands reached out to grab Gao Bao's shoulders.

"what!"

He screamed and dodged, but found that the way ahead was blocked. He had to change direction and finally successfully rushed into a room and quickly locked the door.

I was running in such a hurry just now that I didn't pay attention to the road and stepped on something soft.

Gao Bao accidentally tripped and fell hard, but he covered his mouth in time and dared not make a sound.

There are more and more zombies wandering outside. They are not ordinary zombies. Unlike the ones in the movies, they can talk and think.

If you are caught, you will definitely die.

"Gao Bao, come out."

"Gao Bao~"

"Gao! Bao!"

The shouts sounded like the soul-catcher from hell.

Gao Bao gritted his teeth, covered his mouth with his hands, and prayed in his heart that they couldn't find him and left quickly.

However, out of the corner of his eye he suddenly caught a glimpse of the soft thing that had tripped him just now.

A corpse!
A colleague who looked somewhat familiar had a pair of tooth holes on his neck.

The colleague whose blood had been sucked dry was staring at Gao Bao with a pair of lifeless eyes.

“Wuwuwu——” Gao Bao was so scared that tears welled up in his eyes, and he rubbed his butt against the ground to try to create some distance.

But the bitten policeman had slowly crawled up, his body was as stiff as a machine, and the friction between his joints made crisp crackling sounds.

"roar~"

It's really over now.

Gao Bao closed his mouth and tried to get up and run away.

At the critical moment, a golden light suddenly flew over and knocked the zombie over.

The zombies wailed and looked behind Gao Bao vigilantly, not daring to approach without permission.

Gao Bao turned around in confusion and found a calendar hanging on the wall.

"It's a calendar sent by Tan Wenjie's Caishen Group."

The hardcover calendar is made of excellent materials and comes with various photos of Tan Wenjie himself. He has a handsome appearance and is recognized by almost everyone as the "God of Wealth". It is very pleasing to the eye even when hung at home.

What's more, calendars are given away for free, and almost every household has one.

Naturally, the police station also needs to hang calendars. Tan Wenjie's Caishen Group has just donated a building to the police station, but the calendars have only just been delivered and have not been hung yet. They are all piled up in this room.

"Is the God of Wealth really useful?" Gao Bao immediately grabbed a calendar and held it high.

The zombie with bared fangs and claws was actually captured by the calendar. It hesitated and howled, but did not dare to approach.

"Hahaha!" Gao Bao was overjoyed.

A few minutes later.

The police station has been occupied by zombies, and zombies are wandering everywhere.

Higher-level zombies still retain their memories, and their actions and speech are no different from those of ordinary people, but lower-level zombies are like the walking dead.

"boom!"

A door was suddenly pushed open. The wandering zombies turned around in confusion and saw Gao Bao, wrapped in a calendar, walking out in a swagger.

"Hahaha, you have the guts to come over!" Gao Bao taunted proudly, and deliberately got close to the zombies in front of him.

The zombies were frightened and stepped back, causing Gao Bao to laugh wildly.

"Here, here, and here~"

Gao Bao twisted and turned, and every movement scared the zombies so much that they retreated again and again.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out and Gao Bao froze.

When he turned around, he saw Liu Sir and other high-level zombies looking at him with bared teeth.

Sir Liu pointed his gun at Gao Bao and said, "Throw away the calendar."

Gao Bao said with a sad face: "Don't shoot, I'll throw it away right away."

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have been so complacent and should have slipped away quickly.

There was no chance to regret, Gao Bao slowly took off the calendar on his body.

Sir Liu waved: "Come here."

"Oh."

Gao Bao stood there obediently, and when Liu Sir opened his mouth to bite him, he suddenly grabbed two sheets of Tan Wenjie's calendar drawings and pressed them on Liu Sir's face.

He shouted: "God of Wealth, Grandpa Fairy, save me!"

at the same time.

Tan Wenjie, who was checking the number of incense sticks he had burned, paused.

He felt his incense and magic power dwindling, and cast his gaze in the manner of a god.

This is a casino. Tan Wenjie is doing well now and can look after the place with Emperor Guan Sheng. This also has nothing to do with Guan Erye in this world. The mythological system is different.

The roar of corpses was heard, and a gambler ran to the statue of Tan Wenjie, shouting for help, with several zombies chasing him.

The zombies wandered around and didn't approach without permission.

"No wonder there is consumption of mana and incense."

Tan Wenjie figured out the reason: some believers came to him for help, but he had been idle the whole time.

He immediately used the statue to cast a spell and slapped the zombie soldiers to death from a distance.

"The God of Wealth has appeared!" The rescued gambler cheered and shouted, and decided to worship the God of Wealth, Tan, every time he gambled in the future.

The same situation happened in many places. People who were chased by zombies and had no way out turned to Tan Wenjie for help by accident. Unexpectedly, he really appeared and saved their lives unexpectedly.

The urban myth of Tan Wenjie capturing a dragon last time has long been spread. Many people believe that he has the power to subdue a dragon, and some people even choose to worship him at home.

It was also because of the offerings that they had a chance to catch their breath when the zombies rushed over.

"Grandpa God, help me!"

Another cry for help came through with the power of incense and vows.

Tan Wenjie looked and saw Gao Bao being caught by the zombie boss. He acted quickly, pointed his sword and poked the zombie's head lightly, causing it to explode.

Realizing that this was too inefficient and too slow, he simply grabbed several hundred points of mana and poured them into Gao Bao's body without caring whether Gao Bao was willing or not.

In the police station in the distance, Gao Bao’s eyes suddenly widened and electric lights flashed on his body.

"I feel so powerful!"

With a leap, Gao Bao crashed into the group of zombies with lightning.

"Huh?" Tan Wenjie noticed something was wrong.

He only gave Gao Bao a little mana. Where did Gao Bao get the subsequent energy to release the Lightning Thunder Fist infinitely?

Even when Tan Wenjie took back the mana he had lent out, he accidentally gained a few hundred extra temporary mana points, which he casually lent to others.

"Could it be that the ancient five-star hero is about to wake up?"

Tan Wenjie immediately stood up and looked out the window.

Sure enough, the red moon had appeared in the sky without anyone noticing.

(End of this chapter)