C82 (1/2)
I remember, when we went down the mountain, Yin Ji followed behind us in silence.
After they entered the room, Seventh Uncle lit up a cigarette. ”There have been too many things going on these past two days. I haven't been able to take care of him. Has Yin Fu performed abnormally?”
Fat Thunder grinned, ”Haha, Seventh Uncle!” If you don't answer your call, that will be very obvious. In my opinion, there's no need to look for him, he's just the boss, how could he be willing to rely on the operation team? ”
Seeing the mischievous smile on Fatty Lei's face, I knew that he was just messing with him. Fatty Lei seemed to be careless and sloppy, but his thoughts were meticulous and his thoughts were watertight.
Seventh Uncle silently smoked, ignoring Fatty Lei's words. ”It's already dark now. Fatty Lei, you should still worry about your matters!”
I chuckled. ”Damn fatty, isn't your Fan Bingbing different from what you said?” ”You have a green face and fangs that make you look disgusting. You're not bad at all!”
Fatty Lei rolled his eyes at me and turned to look at Seventh Uncle with a wronged expression, ”Seventh Uncle, hehe!” Think of a way. Although I'm very hungry, I can't do that kind of thing for a long time. My body really can't take it. ”It scared me to death.”
Just as I was about to tease him, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the door followed by the loud sound of someone breaking in. Ling Xiaozi led the group of Taoists and charged in.
Seventh Uncle stared at him, his voice low, ”Ling Xiaozi, what do you mean?”
Ling Xiaozi chuckled coldly as he looked at me and Fatty Lei. Then, he waved his horsetail whisk and left! Yin half was brought in by all sorts of tied up, his nose was swollen, and his eye sockets were bruised. ”Humph!” Senior Brother Qi Chuan, if you leave the Dragon Gate Sect without any warning and cause my disciples to die a horrible death, shouldn't you give an explanation? ”
”Hey, you old Taoist, your family is dead, why are you asking us for an explanation? What's the rule of the law?” Fatty Lei hid behind me and shouted in disdain.
Ling Xiaozi lowered his expression, turning around and taking out a dried up snake skin from his cloth bag, and fiercely slapping it on the ground, ”Infuriating the mountain god, karma is rewarded, all of this is your doing!” Just this morning, my monastery's disciples lost more than ten people without a reason. If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for starting a massacre. ”
Fatty Lei's expression was indifferent, he placed his chin on my shoulder, ”Explain what?” We didn't kill them? It's got half a dime to do with us, hey! Ling Xiaozi, I advise you not to attack. I am afraid that if they were to fight, you guys are not even close to being able to fend off my brothers. ”
Ling Xiaozi's face was filled with anger, but after hearing Fatty Lei's mocking, he became even more angry, and fiercely flung down his horsetail whisk, ”Dong Seven Chuan, the Dragon Gate's Discipline is strict. ”Dragon Gate's Seven Evils!”
At Ling Xiaozi's command, seven Daoists with long swords rushed in from outside. They were not old, and there was even a hint of immaturity in their faces. They stood in a row with their swords held in front of them, ready to fight.
Seventh Uncle immediately stopped him, ”Junior Brother Ling Xiao, are you going to use the Seven Fiends Formation to deal with me?”
Fatty Lei put his head on my shoulder, ”Seventh Uncle, what the heck is the Dragon Gate's Seven Evils? Is it really that strong?”
Seventh Uncle used his body to block me and Fatty Lei, ”Junior Brother Ling Xiao, we are from the same sect, do you really want me to die here?”
Ling Xiaozi threw the horsetail whisk, ”Hmph! Dong Seven Chuan, let me explain to you what your goal is. In short, the disciples of my Dragon Sect cannot die in vain! ”
”You have to investigate everything clearly. Last night, it really was a youth thief. You saw it with your own eyes …”