C93 The little white face is mine (2/2)
The dagger went forward a few centimeters and left a shallow wound on Li Zhongji's neck with blood flowing out. Li Zhongji was so scared that his face turned pale and he anxiously shouted: Uncle Fu, quickly listen to him.
Zhou Ahfu's face darkened, he almost wanted to leave. He had initially planned to take action with Lin Gudu, but if Li Zhongji decided to mediate, he would definitely be able to take him down. He did not expect to meet such a lousy teammate like Li Zhongji, and even messed up his plans.
”Lin Gudu, you better keep your promise, or else I'll make you suffer a fate worse than death.” Zhou Ahfu slowly moved his feet a few steps back.
Lin Gudu chuckled: ”This white face is my life saving talisman, I am currently unwilling to hurt him … Qiu Ming, get up before you die. ”
”Cough, cough …” Qiu Ming laid on the ground, gasped for breath, and crawled up while clutching his chest, ”Boss, I'm not dead. Hand this white face over to me, you should go first.”
As he said that, Qiu Ming had already grabbed onto Li Zhongji's neck. Even though he was heavily injured, breaking his neck would definitely not be a problem.
Lin Gudu stared at Qiu Ming, and said angrily: ”Stop talking, quickly go, leave this to me …”
”Boss, let me do it.”
”Scram …” Lin Gudu roared.
”I …”
Qiu Ming was helpless, he could only run away unwillingly.
Lin Gudu was not a good person, but he wasn't willing to let Qiu Ming explain things to him in this alley.
Zhou Ahfu's mood was pretty bad, his eyes locked onto Lin Gudu as he said: ”Lin Gudu, let him go quickly, I can leave you an intact corpse.”
”Idiot!” Do you think I believe you? Hehe, since I'm going to die anyway, this old man will drag this white face down with me this year … ”
Lin Gudu was already determined to die. He was well aware that escaping from Zhou Ahfu was even harder than ascending to the heavens.
With that said, Lin Gudu turned the dagger in his hand and slashed towards Li Zhongji's throat.
”You're courting death!”
Zhou Ahfu roared, he suddenly extended his hand and a burst of wind flew out from his palm, it was as fast as lightning, in a blink of an eye it had reached Li Zhongji, and with a bang, the dagger in Lin Gudu's hand was flung out.
Lin Gudu was dumbstruck, and scolded loudly: ”Bastard, you … have actually already reached the strength of the Innate Realm? ”
”Hmph hmph,” Zhou Ahfu laughed sinisterly, ”You have not reached the Innate Realm and are only at the peak of the first stage of the Acquired State Stage. Killing you is enough!”
”Fuck you!”
Lin Gudu instantly crumbled.
At the peak of the first stage of the Acquired State Stage, it was equivalent to half a step into the innate state. No wonder Zhou Ahfu could release such strong winds and knock his dagger down.
The difference between the Upper Sky and the Pre-Sky Realm was like heaven and earth.
Swoosh.
Zhou Ahfu suddenly flashed forward, taking the opportunity while Lin Gudu was in a daze to send him flying with a palm.
”Cough, cough …”
Lin Gudu laid on the ground, fiercely coughing out blood that gushed out of his mouth like a spring. He struggled for a long time, but was unable to get back up.
”Huff … huff …” ”Cough, cough …”
Li Zhongji walked through the gates of hell, patted his chest with lingering fear, and panted heavily. Then, he pointed at Lin Gudu who was on the ground and crazily yelled, ”Uncle Fu … Quick, quick... ”Kill him, kill him for me …”
When the dagger in Lin Gudu's hand landed on his neck, Li Zhongji wished that he could personally kill Lin Gudu, but with the opportunity in front of him, he did not dare to even take half a step closer, and could only allow Zhou Ahfu to take action.
If Lin Gudu didn't die, Li Zhongji would never be able to rest at ease for the rest of his life.
”Yes, young master.”
Zhou Ahfu agreed and strode forward. Just as he was about to make his move, he suddenly thought that it was not good, and turned around quickly.
Just as he turned around, he saw a dark brown wine jar the size of his embrace spinning, flying out from behind the wall. The wine jar was spinning and smashing towards Zhou Ahfu's back.
The mystical thing was, the wine jar did not wrap it up, there were about two-thirds of the wine inside, but under the high speed rotation, not a single drop was spilled. Instead, the wine turned into a whirlpool that revolved at a high speed. It was as if it could even swallow up the air.
Zhou Ahfu anxiously turned his head, his eyes focused, his palms crossed in front of his chest and formed an inverted octagonal shape, fiercely swinging out both palms, releasing two gusts of wind. One to the left and one to the right, like two formless water dragons, they struck the wine jar, causing it to immediately stop spinning, and forcefully stop in mid air.
”Hmph.”
Then, Zhou Ahfu snorted lightly, his hands suddenly pushed forward, causing the wine jar to fly back the way it came.
Swoosh.
Behind the wall, a figure flew out. Before he could see what he looked like, he heard the loud laughter.
”Hahaha …” Zhou Ahfu, after not seeing you for a few years, I never thought that you would actually become a lackey.
Before he finished speaking, that person had already landed on the ground.
The person was about 1.8 meters tall and was wearing a green and grey monastic robe. There was a string of black beads around his neck. Each bead was about the size of a fist and was made of high quality rosewood.