Chapter 363 (2/2)

After all I still don't have much appetite.

He stood up and said to the people in the stall, don't close the table, or he went to the other side. He didn't really have three anxieties. He just felt that sitting here, inexplicably flustered.

When the door of the public toilet was opened, it was indeed Kyoto. Even this place was cleaner than others. Brother Zhong Ming went into the room next to me. Just after closing the door, he suddenly found that there was ghost in his compartment.

”Are you ready? That place must have three floors inside and three floors outside! We can't make any mistakes, let alone let them run away! It's a big deal. Brother Zhong Ming's revenge is coming! ”

In the bathroom compartment, I looked at luckie and some kids in front of me and whispered.

As early as when I came here, I had already released Lu Qijun, let him use his ghost control skills, cooperate with the elves, catch some little ghosts, surround the theater where the Beijing dialect troupe is going to gather, and keep a close watch on them!

Just now, I said I had to go to the toilet on the pretext. In fact, I received a report from Lu Qijun.

”Boss, you can rest assured that everything has been arranged. There is absolutely no problem. I have never done anything of such a large scale. The whole theater, including several surrounding streets, main roads and intersections, is watched by people. There is absolutely no problem! No, you ask them

Lu Qijun said, pointing to a few kids around him.

The strength of these kids is not strong, but they are by no means weak. At first sight, they are the leading little leaders. After listening to Lu Qijun's words, they all nodded and patted their chest to ensure that they are absolutely safe.

”That's good. Keep monitoring until we go tomorrow. If there is any change, report it immediately. If any of them leave, follow up immediately. Remember?”

”Remember, don't worry, boss!” Lu Qijun said.

I asked all the possibilities I could think of. Maybe it's because I'm helping others this time. Maybe it's because the purpose of this battle is so serious and so enthusiastic. So I'm very attentive to this battle.

But when I walked out of the compartment, I saw brother Zhong Ming standing outside, looking at me with arms around his chest. I knew that he heard everything. Maybe my acting was too bad, or maybe my voice was too loud

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, it was sunny, but there was still some cool wind in the early spring, so it was very comfortable.

The meeting place of Beijing dialect troupe is not in the city, but near the suburbs. This is also a development zone, but it has not been developed yet.

I believe it used to be a busy place. Otherwise, the theater would not have been opened here. According to master, the Peking opera company used to only make a living by running dramas. Later, it changed because no one saw it.

This theater is built at a T-junction, on the corner, across the road, is a piece of wasteland, there are no trees, at most there are a few wild flowers, weeds are everywhere, far away, there are so many small bungalows, do not get together, stand alone there, may be nail households, may also be no money people's helpless move.

On the other side, on one side of the T-shaped, there is an old abandoned building. In the distance, there is a factory, which is also abandoned. The original residents and workers do not know where they are now. Now only bricks and tiles are left, which has become a temporary residence for stray dogs and some birds. Of course, beggars may occasionally pass by.

It's also quite open here. From a distance, you can see that a new building is being built. The prototype of the high-rise building is covered with green cloth, and the tower crane is moving slowly.

This situation, this scene, all reveal a kind of people walk tea cool sad feeling.

”It looks pretty shabby. They still live here.”

On the roadside, a few of us stood there to watch the situation. There should have been people queuing up in the square at the gate of the theater, but there were only a few people at this time. At this time, the original bright theater became dilapidated, especially in case the side wall almost disintegrated itself!

”Maybe it's more secret here. No one's coming.”

On the street, I have brother Zhong Ming standing beside me. Behind me, Baron, Lang Feng and Gongsun Shu are all here! There is also a fat monk who may not be so willing.

”The two at the door What is it? ” I asked, pointing to two grotesque objects at the door of the theatre.

At the gate of the theater, two strange guys were acting as soldiers on guard, instead of walking around and looking at the situation outside. But obviously, their eyesight is not so good, we stand outside the street, and did not deliberately cover up the body, but they do not seem to see us.

Unexpectedly, when I asked, brother Zhong Ming's face changed at that time. Looking at these two guys, his eyes were full of anger: ”these two It's a puppet! It's Pinocchio's puppet”Pinocchio...” I thought for a moment, this guy is the murderer who killed his parents!

I see. The real enemy is in front of us!

”Then there's nothing more to say, ladies and gentlemen!”

”Yes Baron and others immediately agreed in a low voice.

”The enemy is right in front of us. After years of enmity, we'll report it today. Let's go!”

”Yes

The three demons showed their intention to kill at the same time. In my hand, the ghost face flying cloud sword has been released. Elder brother Zhong Ming frowned and locked his teeth. The fat monk's face was tangled and he wanted to be lazy.

The two puppets at the door just reacted and wanted to go back to report, but it was too late. Just in a moment, we were there!

The fight is on.