Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

An ordinary person, although he is a policeman, but he is a Hong Kong Island policeman, so he can't be covered in Japan!

oh!By the way, he can also shoot, and his skills are not bad!

But after all, he is just a little policeman, whether it is shooting or fighting, he can't compete with professional soldiers.

He might be able to fight one or two, but this is the base camp of Japan. There are as many soldiers as there are in the Self-Defense Force. One person and one foot can trample him into minced meat. What role can he play?

Thinking of this, Sir Lin couldn't help feeling a bit dazed. He forgot what he wanted to do when he came to Japan, and he didn't know what the meaning of coming to Japan was.

The more he thought about it, the more dejected he became, his whole expression was weak and gloomy, and when he looked up, he had a lifeless expression.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin frowned. Just as he was about to cast a spell, Uncle Jiu, who was sitting next to Sir Lin, took another step forward.

He bit his index finger and squeezed out blood. He was not polite, and ruthlessly tapped Lin Sir's forehead, but unexpectedly, Lin Sir's expression did not respond at all.

"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin stood up in shock. This kind of symptom is definitely due to ghost energy entering the body. How could Uncle Jiu's actions have no effect?

"What's the situation? Could it be that the ghost is particularly fierce?"

Today's Osaka City is completely the site of the ghosts transformed by the Taoist predecessors, and the ghost aura is naturally incomparable with ordinary ghosts!

This ghostly aura is not only condensed, but also fierce. Yesterday, Wang Xuebin could feel a biting chill across ten kilometers.

This power may really have a serious impact on Lin sir, as for the spellcasting not working...

Maybe there was some reason he didn't understand, his face turned red without seeing Uncle Jiu...

Ok? !

blush? !

Pure Yang blood? !

......

"Uh...cough cough...then what...I'm...I'm not too young...Right..."

Seeing Wang Xuebin's intriguing eyes like hooks, Uncle Jiu's face turned red instantly.

Boyfriend and girlfriend...I want you to love me...It's my age...We still have to break up...We have to be considerate!

"Understood! Understood!"

Wang Xuebin was beaming with joy, raised a thumbs up, turned his head to look at the decadent Sir Lin, made a seal with his hands, and chanted the mantra softly:

"Tai Shang Tai Xing, constantly responding to changes, exorcising evil spirits, protecting life and body, wisdom is clear, peace of mind, three souls are eternal, and soul is never lost! Urgent as a law! Order!"

With a loud shout, Lin Sir couldn't help but shivered. When he came back to his senses, he didn't care about anything else, and quickly took out the Dao Talisman that Uncle Jiu had given him back then.

I saw that the yellow talisman made of paper tightly wrapped in plastic cloth had been torn into pieces at some point, and the edges of the pieces were still a little burnt black, obviously no longer had the effect of exorcising evil spirits.

Seeing this scene, Sir Lin broke into a cold sweat instantly.

This yellow talisman was one of his confidence to come to Japan alone, and now that his confidence is gone, he is really at a loss!

If he was asking Uncle Jiu for one, he simply couldn't open the mouth.

If he wanted to go out without hesitation, he was afraid that he would be like the mob outside the door, who did nothing and died in vain!

He is not afraid of death, but he hopes that even if he dies, he will die on the road of charge. It is unacceptable for him to die so aggrieved like Wei Zi.

"I...hehe..."

Lin sir looked at the talisman in his hand, forced a laugh, and looked at Uncle Jiu and Wang Xuebin with a look of embarrassment mixed with a hint of bewilderment.

"I...amulet... accidentally broke it...but...maybe it was me yesterday...the battle was too intense...hehe..."

Lin sir's eyes were slowly turning red, but he still had that awkward smile on his face. He looked timidly at Wang Xuebin and Uncle Jiu, and kept murmuring in his mouth, as if he was emphasizing something.

"That...I...Huang Fu...uh...I...I...hehe..."

Lin sir's tone was very forced, and he kept talking. He sometimes looked at Huang Fu, and sometimes looked at Wang Xuebin and Uncle Jiu. The smile on his face became more and more forced.

"I...not...actually I..."

As he spoke, Lin Sir's words started to cry, hot tears welled up in his red eyes, and he wanted to reach out to wipe them off, but he couldn't finish them.

"I'm not...I'm...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Finally, Lin sir burst into tears, covering his face tightly with his hands, and lowered his head very low, as if he was going to be lowered into the dust.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin restrained the teasing expression on his face. Uncle Jiu also ignored his shyness and looked at Sir Lin beside him, wanting to persuade him, but he didn't know what to say.

Life has never been easy, and the pressure that life brings to people wants to overwhelm a person, often in an instant.

When the burden of life is piled up on you, you will feel extremely helpless. You long for someone to give you a hand, but you are ashamed to meet anyone you know.

It seems that the world is so big that there is no place for you anymore.

Lin sir is like this!

He and Wei Zai have been friends since childhood. The two played together, went to school together, skipped classes together, picked up girls together, were admitted to the police academy together, and became policemen together!

One of the two is clever, the other is honest, the other has brains, and the other has strong skills. They seem to complement each other by nature. As they grow and grow, they will grow up to be life and death brothers!

They cooperated with each other and partnered with each other. At Erlang's age, one became the team leader of the serious crime team, and the other was the bravest detective in the serious crime team.

They didn't know how many dangers they experienced, but relying on the cooperation of the two of them, they carried them all over. They never imagined that they would fall on the way to deliver things.

A simple event that couldn't be simpler, Wei Zi died!

He didn't die on the road of charging, not on the way of defending the citizens, but on the road of a mountain village. Let alone a martyr, if it wasn't for the horse sir, Wei Tsai would even have to be punished for leaving his post!

How could Sir Lin accept such an ending?

But what can he do?

Who can he blame?

Even if he is strange, what can he do?

He is just a little policeman, he is not like Uncle Jiu, he has excellent skills, and he is not like Wang Xuebin, who has great supernatural powers, even if the ghost who killed Wei Zai stands in front of him, what can he do?

He can't do anything!

He has never felt for a moment that he is so incompetent!

Can't do anything!

can't do anything...

Now, God made another ridiculous joke for him. He randomly picked a first-class enemy named Jiuju, but he didn't even have the ability to give them a hard blow with his own life!

What else can he do?

"Woooo..."

Lin Sir curled up in the corner, sobbing softly, biting his teeth, trying his best to suppress his crying, trying to save the last bit of face.

Wang Xuebin didn't laugh at it, nor did he comfort him, and so did Uncle Jiu, who had already left the tea room with an excuse.

And Wang Xuebin was still sitting there, quietly watching the collapsed Sir Lin, watching him turn from howling to sobbing, and from sobbing to silent.

It wasn't until Lin sir fell silent that Wang Xuebin spoke again:

"Lin sir, I need your help!"

Lin sir cried a lot, and his mood stabilized a lot. He looked up at the solemn Wang Xuebin, and forced a smile:

"Bin brother...don't make fun of me...what can I do..."

As he said that, Lin Sir pretended to be free and easy with a smile, and said softly:

"You don't have to worry about me, I... I'm going back... I asked for a tourist vacation, only seven days... It's been four days... I still want to take this opportunity to take a good rest, Meet the stressful work..."

"Are you willing?"

"what?"

Lin sir didn't seem to understand what Wang Xuebin was saying, and wanted to explain, but Wang Xuebin didn't give him a chance to speak, and asked repeatedly:

"Are you willing?"

"What... I don't quite understand what you mean..."

Lin sir's fake smile froze on his face, and Wang Xuebin asked again.

"Are you willing!!!"

Lin sir was silent.

The stiff smile also disappeared.

He lowered his head, curled up there, and murmured in a low voice:

"Are you willing? But what can you do if you are not willing? Brother Bin, you have already avenged Wei Zi's revenge...I...what else can I do?"

Wang Xuebin shook his head slightly when he heard Lin sir's words.

"Have you reported it? I don't think so!"

As he said that, Wang Xuebin took out a recording and handed it to Sir Lin. This recording was the guilt of Jack's confession recorded by him in a special way.

One of them is to kill a policeman and blame Wang Xuebin, so as to turn Wang Xuebin into an existence that everyone shouts and beats!

Its purpose is to eradicate Uncle Jiu's right-hand man and lay a frontier for Jiu Ju's first-class invasion of Hong Kong Island!

"Wei Tsai's revenge is not over, and the enemy you found is not wrong, listen to it carefully, and give me an answer after listening!

I!

Really need your help! "

Chapter 377 Can you trade in stocks?

In the living room, a huge map of Japan was pinned to the wall. Wang Xuebin and Uncle Jiu stood by the wall, discussing over the map.

"The three major city circles in Japan are the Tokyo circle, the Osaka circle and the Nagoya circle. I think these places should be listed as the first choice!"

Uncle Jiu crossed his arms, looked at the map and pondered. Wang Xuebin didn't agree with this statement, and shook his head slightly.

"We have to consider two issues, one is where the target of the ghost you released yesterday is, and the other is to consider the guarding of the attack site!

According to my observation, the direction of the ghost you released is northeast. Although the target is not 100% sure, but whether it is Tokyo or Nagoya, they are all in this direction of Osaka.

If we also choose these two cities to attack, the targets will overlap, and the influence and results cannot be maximized. It is better to choose other prosperous cities! "

After all, the number of unjust souls in the jade card is limited. If you want to achieve the greatest influence, you must not throw them all in one place.

"Then what do you think it should be?"

Wang Xuebin pondered for a moment, picked up the laser pointer, and drew on the map,

"I don't care about all the cities to the northeast of Osaka, and let the ghost of yesterday do what it wants. We choose cities like Hokkaido, Fukuoka, Okayama, and Hiroshima!

These cities are relatively far away from Tokyo and Osaka, and they are quite prosperous. Not only the effect is good, but also the chaos in Tokyo and Osaka can be used as a cover for your actions!

Tokyo is the political and economic center of Japan. No matter what, Japan will not let Tokyo go. Once the ghosts threaten Tokyo, I believe that all magicians in Japan will concentrate in the Tokyo area!

At that time, not only will your actions get twice the result with half the effort, but my plan here will also have more fault tolerance.

After all, Jiuju First Class has been operating in Kyoto for many years, so I'm not sure if they have any other trump cards? "

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he frowned:

"Guanlan... Otherwise, I will go to Kyoto and you will release the ghost. You are younger than me, your brain is more flexible than mine, and you know how to do things flexibly. You must be more suitable than me!"

Uncle Jiu's meaning, Wang Xuebin naturally understood, he still wanted to carry the most dangerous burden on himself.

Of course, although Wang Xuebin understands this kind of thing, he will never accept it.

Not to mention the clichés that the masters can benefit the world at the same time, the fact that he can leave the world of film and television at any time is something that no one else can ever replace.

Wang Xuebin is dead, and he will not be able to return to this world if he dies, but if Uncle Jiu is dead, he will really be dead.

"No need, I understand your kindness, but what the two of us have to do is equally important and equally dangerous!

Moreover, I can retreat when the situation is not good here, but if something goes wrong with you, our plan will be half the effort!

So, your task is much more difficult than mine! "

Listening to Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu was silent for a moment, nodded slightly, but still looked at him, and said in a deep voice:

"Then you must be more careful, if something cannot be done, don't hesitate, retreat immediately and return to the mainland to cultivate.

Guanlan, you are a natural genius. I have never heard of a person at your age who has such profound morals. Even if my father is reborn, he will not be able to match you!