Create myths from pirates

Chapter 142
Tianhe Group.

Headquarters building.

"Hi, let me find Mr. Liu Bihua."

Zhao Huanjin, a fat man with squinted eyes, said to the receptionist at the front desk.

Soon, Chairman Liu Bihua's office.

"Ring ring ring~" the phone rang.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses picked up the microphone and spoke.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"My old friend?"

"Ah~"

The face of the middle-aged man suddenly changed, and the microphone dropped directly.

"What's the matter? Old Liu?"

"Who is it? You look so ugly?"

Sitting in front of his desk was a man in a green T-shirt. Seeing the change in Liu Bihua's expression, he couldn't help asking.

Liu Bihua stood up abruptly, causing his eyes to bulge and feel uneasy.

"I'll go and sit down for a while."

Liu Bihua looked flustered, and left in a hurry after speaking.

Pushing open the door of the reception room, he walked over with a disturbed expression. Directly in front of him, a Taoist priest in a white robe who did not look old was sitting on the sofa, and beside him stood a Taoist priest in a gray robe, a little The man with baby fat and squinted eyes is none other than Zhao Huanjin, the fourth disciple of Lao Tianshi.

Liu Bihua looked at the man in white robe, he finally recognized it, and was even more horrified in his heart.

The legendary old celestial master, the celestial Taoist, actually reverted to his youth, back to his youth.

"Master, why are you here?"

Liu Bihua spoke, pretending to be calm.

Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Bihua, you all did a good job."

Hearing Zhang Zhiwei's words, Liu Bihua couldn't hold back immediately, and said hastily.

"No, you always listen to me."

"What happened on Longhu Mountain really has nothing to do with me."

"I don't want to get involved in the whole thing."

"Well, you know this."

"I've quit seven or eight years of my life."

"Besides, even if you give me the courage to do so."

Liu Bihua wanted to explain, but Zhang Zhiwei interrupted him and said.

"You know everything about Longhu Mountain."

Liu Bihua knew that he was in a panic, but he knew the consequences of angering Zhang Zhiwei, he had to get rid of the relationship with Quan Xing, so that he would have a chance of survival.

"This this…"

But the more eager he was to get rid of this relationship, the more he couldn't speak, and in the end he could only hesitate.

"That's right, after all, it is a company with a global background."

"It can be regarded as a hand-eye."

"Bihua!"

"I'm going down the mountain this time, just to level things up."

Just then, another voice sounded.

"Hey, Lao Liu, if you have anything to do..."

Before he finished speaking, the pupils of the man in the green T-shirt who was found from Liu Bihua's office grew bigger.

"Heaven, Heavenly Master?"

The man looked at this man who looked very much like Zhang Zhiwei when he was young, and he was horrified and couldn't believe it.

Although I have heard Gong Qing talk about Zhang Zhiwei's rejuvenation, it is still shocking to see it with my own eyes.

"You... run quickly."

Liu Bihua turned his head and said in a trembling voice.

The man in the green T-shirt was not stupid and immediately retreated and fled.

Zhang Zhiwei raised his right hand, made a gesture of imitating a pistol, aimed at the opponent, his fingertips flashed with golden light, and golden bullets shot out like raindrops.

In an instant, the other party fell outside the door.

Liu Bihua closed his eyes tightly, as if he had resigned himself to his fate, but Zhang Zhiwei didn't do anything, just spoke lightly.

"Bihua! Be a good person in the future, and don't hang out with those pig friends."

"It has nothing to do with you in the future."

"Because after today, there will be no completeness."

Zhang Zhiwei paused every word, and as his words fell, his body emitted dazzling golden light and blue-blue electric arcs.

The golden light and electric arc turned into beams of light, pierced through layers of ceilings and floors, rushed to the clouds, and then exploded like fireworks, scattering to all directions.

"Golden Thunder Heart Net."

Zhang Zhiwei whispered softly, all the information about the city and its surroundings poured into his mind like a flood, for him to screen and investigate.

Soon, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spoke.

"Let's go, Huanjin, I found these mice."

The fourth disciple, Zhao Huanjin, was stunned. He thought that the master was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so outrageous.

He followed Zhang Zhiwei away.

At the scene, only Liu Bihua, who had closed himself, was left.

Strolling out of the building of Tianhe Group, Zhang Zhiwei carried his fourth disciple Zhao Huanjin to shrink the ground into an inch, and came outside a hotel in a few steps.

"Master, this is it."

Feeling the sudden change of space, Zhao Huanjin asked in shock.

"Taoism, shrink the ground into an inch."

Zhang Zhiwei spoke unhurriedly.

"Fairy means."

Zhao Huanjin exclaimed.

"wait for me."

Zhang Zhiwei opened his mouth again, his figure suddenly stood still, and his soul came out of his body and soared to a high altitude, and came to the window of a guest room.

Zhang Zhiwei's Yuanshen stretched out his arms, grabbed a foreign man by the neck, and pulled him out from inside.

"Baron, Grylls, you were invited by Gong Qing."

"Then let's bury it with Quanxing."

Baron couldn't see the primordial spirit at all, he only knew that he was pinched by an invisible force and held up high in the air, struggling violently in great pain.

Zhang Zhiwei directly broke the opponent's neck, and then threw him out of the city.

Yuanshen returned to his body, Zhao Huanjin was still dumbfounded staring at the parabola, and couldn't help saying again.

"Master, what kind of spell is this time?"

Zhang Zhiwei held the other party's collar and shrunk the ground again. After a few steps to a bar, he replied.

"The primordial spirit is out of the body."

He looked at a few all-sex members who were playing disco in the bar. It's really not easy to kill too many people, because they can't make any noise.

Zhang Zhiwei walked over directly, and the other side was also clever, and he quickly fled to the back when he saw it.

However, this was exactly what he wanted. In a small alley, many bastards who didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth surrounded them by virtue of the crowd.

Zhang Zhiwei directly used golden light bullets to cover all of them.

The opponent's bullets couldn't break through the golden light's defense at all, and the golden light bullets hit them as easily as a bullet passing through cheese.

Zhao Huanjin followed behind, with nothing but admiration in his heart.

Grabbing Zhao Huanjin's collar again, Zhang Zhiwei shrank again, and appeared in front of a courtyard in a few steps.

In the courtyard, Ding Zhangan was suddenly startled, but before he could react, the courtyard door was pushed open.

Looking at the young figure outside the door, his pupils trembled, and he spoke.

"Master?"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, and Ding Zhang'an, Yuan Tao, Han Dan'er and others behind him were all shocked.

Just when they were about to move, their figures stopped, and several golden bullets pierced their heads.

Holding the corner of Zhao Huanjin's clothes, Zhang Zhiwei came to Gong Qing's house after going around and killing most of Quan Xing's members.

Pushing open the door, Gong Qing seemed a little surprised, surprised that the old master could find him so quickly, and then he was relieved, because he had expected this solution from the moment he killed Tian Jinzhong.

"Tian Lao's life, I recite it."

Gong Qing spoke indifferently, as if he wanted to protect his safety by himself, but Zhang Zhiwei didn't do what he wanted, and spoke directly.

"You can't bear it, just now, all of you are members of this city."

"They all died in my hands."

Gong Qing was stunned, thinking that Zhang Zhiwei was joking, but Zhang Zhiwei was not interested in explaining to him.

He pulled out a silver needle and shot it directly through the opponent's forehead.

Gong Qing used this silver needle to kill his junior brother Tian Jinzhong.

"Let's go back to the mountain."

Zhang Zhiwei spoke to Zhao Huanjin who was in a daze, this time he didn't hold his collar and use it to shrink to an inch.

　Second update~
　　Headache…………

　　
　
(End of this chapter)