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Luo Zhengnan returned to the farmhouse and gathered everyone together.
Among the ten subordinates, three are brigade cultivators, one is at the fourth level, and two are at the third level. They are all considered elite in Jiang Xiang's gang.
Luo Zhengnan took out a spear and handed it to Chen Weiqun, a fourth-level brigade cultivator. "Old Chen, take your stuff and head straight to Green Water City to report to the leader. If you are caught up by the pursuers, don't fight and run away as fast as you can."
"Master Luo, what are you going to do?"
Luo Zhengnan said calmly: "We will find a way to help you hold back the pursuers. This is a big deal for the gang. We have to get it done even if it means risking all of our lives!"
"Master Luo, everyone, take care!" Chen Weiqun took the spear, took two third-level brigade cultivators and set off immediately, running out of the village.
Wan Jinxian was at the entrance of the village, still pretending to tell fortunes for others.
He saw three brigade soldiers leaving the village and also saw the spear in Chen Weiqun's hand.
Although the spear was wrapped in oilcloth, judging from its outline, it was exactly the same spear that Wan Jinxian saw in the fort.
More importantly, this spear carried a murderous aura, a chilling murderous aura, which reminded Wan Jinxian of the scene where Han Juncheng was nailed in front of the door of the annex building.
Things have come to this point, let’s put the matter of the gang aside for now, everyone just wants to live.
Are you here to intercept?
Chen Weiqin put his spear behind his back and said to Wan Jinxian, "My friend, you are mistaken. This is not a blind man's bamboo.
As for how to explain the gang's affairs, they will think about it later. If it doesn't work out, they won't return to Jiang Xiang Gang. With the cultivation level of the three of them, they can find a job somewhere else...
While Wan Jinxian was talking, Chen Weiqun suddenly walked forward, stepped on the river, and splashed up a large amount of gravel.
Chen Weiqun looked back at Wan Jinxian, who was still standing there.
He smiled at Chen Weiqun, and his meaning was very clear.
The two brigade trainees watched from the side without saying a word.
Who in the world doesn't want to live a lazy life?
Not only Chen Weiqun felt itchy, but the two third-level brigade repairmen also felt itchy. There were no swellings or blisters on their legs, but for some reason, the itchiness made them want to peel off a layer of their skin.
Why didn’t you sense the danger?
How high is this person's cultivation level?
Chen Weiqin lowered his voice and said to the other two brigade monks: "Don't fight too much, run away when you get the chance!"
If you're not convinced, you can come back and try again.
"Let's be frank. I want to borrow something from you.
The bamboo in my hand has been used for a long time, and the tip of the bamboo has split. I want to replace it with a new one.
I think the one you have is pretty good, can you name a price and sell it to me? "
The two third-level brigade cultivators coughed even more severely, and one of them even coughed up blood.
Wan Jinxian said with a smile: "Put the spear on the ground and walk away. As long as you walk a hundred steps, your illness will be cured."
He could still bear it at first, but after walking for more than ten miles, the itch was unbearable. Chen Weiqun squatted on the ground, rolled up his trouser legs, and scratched himself.
Chen Weiqun panted for a long time, looked up and forward, but saw a middle-aged man wearing black sunglasses and holding a blind bamboo, standing in the distance of the mountain road, smiling at them.
Wan Jinxian frowned, then smiled and said, "I've made my point clear, and you're still trying to buy me some time? Well, just keep stalling. I still say the same thing, in half an hour, you'll be dead."
He knew that he was in poor health and was trying to find a way to escape: "My friend, do we know each other?"
Wan Jinxian gave them one last chance: "Three of you, I don't want to make a grudge. Give me the things and I'll treat your illnesses. We can still be friends when we meet another day."
This is sick.
The three men scratched his calf until blood flowed out. Chen Weiqin realized that something was wrong and said to the other two brigade soldiers, "Stop scratching and leave!"
Chen Weiqun did not dare to provoke Wan Jinxian, and continued to move forward with two brigade repairmen.
Chen Weiqun did as he was told, put his spear on the ground, and staggered away with two brigade repairmen.
"If you don't know us, why do you want to harm us secretly?"
This is the advantage of the brigade repairmen. As long as they find a gap, they have a chance to escape. While Wan Jinxian was dodging, Chen Weiqun took two brigade repairmen and continued to run forward.
No more coughing, wheezing, or dizziness.
After walking more than a hundred steps, I really felt much better.
When did he come?
Why didn’t I see him before?
Ten minutes later, the three of them stopped one after another. They could not run anymore.
Chen Weiqun nodded and took off the spear from behind.
Chen Weiqun is an old hand, and the people selected by Luo Zhengnan are all useful and have the ability to respond to emergencies.
Wan Jinxian sent away the customer who came to tell fortunes and stuck a nail into the heel of his shoe.
This nail is a magic weapon, made from the soul of an eighth-level cultivator. After driving the nail, Wan Jinxian was so fast that his body became ethereal, and he followed the three cultivators into the mountain road.
The three of them endured the itch and walked forward a few steps. Chen Weiqun suddenly felt his throat tighten and he coughed repeatedly.
Wan Jinxian retreated quickly, avoiding a pile of rubble.
Wan Jinxian shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
Wan Jinxian heard Chen Weiqun's voice and laughed, "Don't run away, you can't escape. In half an hour, you will die."
Chen Weiqun was running fast on the mountain road when he suddenly felt a severe itch in his calves.
We are wandering performers, and this is our livelihood, so we can’t give it to you.”
Wan Jinxian followed behind slowly. He knew that Lu Xiu was extremely fast. Even though he could crush the three of them in terms of cultivation, he didn't want to take any unnecessary risks.
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted, Chen Weiqun's nose felt itchy and he sneezed.
A sneeze went out, and saliva and snot flew everywhere.
It is human instinct to close your eyes when you sneeze.
When Chen Weiqun opened his eyes, he found that it was still pitch black in front of him.
He also blew out his two eyeballs.
The two brigade repairmen nearby were stunned.
They had never encountered such a thing in their lives: two eyeballs were blown out by a sneeze.
Chen Weiqun couldn't help but wail with severe pain in his eye socket.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the next sneeze followed.
Anyone who sneezes often knows that sneezes often come in pairs.
This sneeze was even more powerful than the previous one. A ball of blood spurted out of the mouth, nasal cavity and two empty eye sockets, followed by brain matter.
Chen Weiqun staggered to the ground and sneezed himself to death twice.
The other two trainees didn't understand what was going on. They also felt their noses itchy, so they quickly covered their mouths with their hands to prevent themselves from sneezing.
"Don't hold it in. It's so uncomfortable," Wan Jinxian smiled. "Just sneeze comfortably. You'll die more comfortably."
The two brigade soldiers had bloodshot eyes and were shedding tears.
After a minute, the two couldn't bear it anymore and sneezed one after another.
The longer you hold a sneeze, the stronger it becomes.
After the sneeze, the skulls of the two men shattered and red and white objects flew everywhere.
Wan Jinxian has always been cautious in his actions, so how could he possibly leave anyone alive?
Picking up the spear from the ground, Wan Jinxian sensed the spirituality and murderous aura surging from the spear.
He used a bamboo to send a letter to He Jiaqing: "Jiaqing, I got the stuff."
He Jiaqing was overjoyed: "Old Wan, check carefully, don't make a mistake."
"It can't be wrong. The spear body is 12 feet long, and the tip is 7.7 feet long. It has a strong murderous aura and is full of spirituality. It is exactly the same as the one I saw at Tiemenbao."
"How powerful is the spear?" This is what He Jiaqing is most concerned about.
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