Listening to Yuanshi Tianzun's serious tone, Guan Ya and Wei Yuanzhou looked at Baihu Wansui at the same time. "Illegal and disorderly things..." Baihu Wansui's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he stammered: "Why do you suddenly ask this? I, um, sometimes I also use my position to make some side jobs and earn some extra money. You know, the money given by the organization is not small, but to buy a house in Jinghai City, I have to save at least five years to pay the down payment. But I just make some extra money, only a few hundred thousand, I know my limits, and besides, everyone does this..."

Wei Yuanzhou beside him coughed and said unhappily

That's you. I've never taken any shortcuts. Don't blame your mistakes on the environment and society. As long as you stick to your heart, no matter how much dirt there is, it can't erode your will.'

Baihu Wansui suddenly felt ashamed

Brother Wei, I definitely can't compare with you. You are well-known for your integrity in our branch, but you see, you don't go along with everyone else, so you are excluded and you are not a deacon yet." Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Guan Ya, who nodded slightly.

It's definitely not something like making money illegally, but when it comes to breaking the law, Baihu Wansui only said that he was making quick money. He is physically weak and mentally ill. If he lies, he will definitely not be able to hide it from Guan Ya... Zhang Yuanqing frowned. Guan Ya said

You should have a good rest. We will guard you in the hospital these days. If the murderer who wants to assassinate you dares to come, we will capture him for you.

After saying that, she saw Yuanshi Tianzun hunched his back and walked out of the ward silently. Where are you going? Guan Ya asked. I'm going to the bathroom! Zhang Yuanqing replied.

Go to the bathroom and flush all my descendants into the toilet. Damn it. I must find a way to get a prop to suppress my desire in the future… Zhang Yuanqing cursed in his heart. ~~ Ten o'clock in the evening, Wuhen Hotel.

Two electric vehicles drove along the bumpy road, turned a corner, headed towards the hotel, and finally stopped at the door.

Kou Beiyue, wearing a delivery man's uniform, opened the takeaway box, took out a large stack of food boxes, and led his little brothers into the hotel with his head held high.

Xiaoyuan, I brought you some midnight snacks. Alas, two people delivering food together can make money quickly! Kou Beiyue put the food on the front desk and said proudly. The fat boy took off his helmet, unpacked the package attentively, and expressed his doubts.

"Two people delivering food will definitely make more money than one person, but boss, there are many ways to make money, why should we deliver food?" Kou Beiyue said as a matter of course because he doesn't know how to do anything else.

The little fat boy opened his mouth but found himself speechless. He could only untie the bag and take out the food boxes.

After a few seconds, he expressed doubts again.

"No, it's not that easy to make money. Boss, you are a saint now. You can sell the props of the extraordinary stage. It's easy to become a millionaire."

Without waiting for Kou Beiyue to answer, Xiao Yuan said calmly

If the props at the extraordinary stage are no longer used, we will give them to the extraordinary practitioners in the organization to improve their ability to deal with danger and ensure their survival rate.

The little fat boy suddenly understood.

He knew that Master Wuhen had a loose organization under him, which was scattered everywhere on weekdays. When the master gave lectures, everyone would gather at Wuhen Hotel. At this time, the sound of an elevator dinged from deep inside the hotel, and then, an old man with a bitter face and wrinkles came out of the hotel.

He was wearing a pair of wrinkled old leather shoes, a cheap short-sleeved shirt worth a dozen yuan, and equally cheap black trousers. The old man's skin was shiny black and covered with wrinkles, just like an old farmer working hard in the fields, or a day laborer working hard on a construction site to make a living. You can easily see the vicissitudes of life on his face. Uncle Zhang

When Kou Beiyue saw the old man, he was surprised and said, "Why are you here? I just bought some midnight snacks, let's eat together."

The old man with a bitter face shook his head slightly, "I went to see Master Wuhen to solve my doubts. I have something else to do, so I won't eat." Hesitating for a moment, he looked at Kou Beiyue and asked, "I heard from Xiaoyuan that your sister's case has been concluded." Kou Beiyue nodded vigorously:

"I will no longer have any obsessions and will concentrate on practicing with Master Wuhen. By the way, it was that Yuanshi Tianzun who helped me overturn the case. Uncle Zhang, do you know him?

That guy is a talented person. I have to admit that he is a little better than me. He is very friendly to people like us. I will introduce him to you some other day.

Hearing this, the weathered face finally revealed a sincere smile: That's good, that's good. Beiyue, you are lucky...

He seemed to be not good at speaking, repeating things like "lucky" and "that's good". Then the conversation fell silent, and he looked at the fat boy awkwardly. Kou Beiyue hurriedly introduced

He is our new member, a good minister who chooses his master and kills him. He is my younger brother... Uncle Zhang is an old senior in our organization and has a good personality. "

It can be seen that Kou Beiyue likes this kind elder very much.

An honest farmer, a little dull, a little stupid, not good at speaking, not good at socializing. This was the little fat man's first impression of Uncle Zhang. He bowed respectfully and said: Uncle Zhang! A look of helplessness flashed across the old man's slightly dull face. Kou Beiyue said

"Uncle Zhang, Xiao Yuan told me that you were beaten up by officials a while ago. Who did it? Does it matter? I am a saint now. I can bring my brothers to avenge you."

Uncle Zhang was silent for a moment, then shook his head. It was no big deal. Beiyue, Xiaoyuan, I'll go back first. He nodded to the little fat boy again. Kou Beiyue said, "Take care." When Uncle Zhang left the hotel, Kou Beiyue said to the little fat boy.

“Actually, Uncle Zhang is old enough to be my grandfather, but everyone calls him Uncle Zhang, so I do the same. You just need to follow me.

He has a bit of a dull personality, but he has a good heart and is willing to help the younger generation. If you need any help in the future, you can ask Uncle Zhang for help. However, Uncle Zhang rarely comes to Wuhen Hotel, so you won't see him often. Alas, I didn't buy much supper, so it's good that Uncle Zhang left, otherwise there wouldn't be enough to eat."

Freelancers are kind-hearted. If someone else said this, the fat man would sneer, but after getting to know him over the past few days, he knows very well that this is a self-salvation organization.

Xiao Yuan pinched the old man's back as he walked away, frowning slightly. Jinghai People's Hospital.

In the lounge outside the intensive care unit, Zhang Yuanqing sat in a high-back chair with a freshly eaten lunch box and cans of beer on the table.

Captain Wei, how long have you been promoted to a saint? Why haven't you been promoted to a deacon yet? Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of iced cola and looked at the man opposite him.

The entire floor of the intensive care unit has been emptied, and ordinary patients have been transferred to other wards. Official walkers have been arranged to guard the corridors and elevator entrances.

Guan Ya, who possesses insight, took over the hospital's monitoring room, while Little Green Tea was in the ward next door, using props to monitor the movements around her.

Just wait for the murderer to arrive, and then everyone will attack him.

Wei Yuanzhou turned a can of beer in his hand and smiled. To be promoted to a deacon, you must have three or more C-level merits, or one B-level merit. Everyone said that B-level merits cost lives, and A-level merits can only be obtained by elders. You are a genius and don't understand the bitterness of ordinary walkers.

"No, no, no, I also paid for my achievements with my life." Zhang Yuanqing retorted, and said with emotion: "I thought you were excluded because you didn't want to go along with the corrupt, just like Baihu Wansui said."

Wei Yuanzhou said seriously

"Integrity is the bottom line. I'm not very sociable, but I can't say I'm excluded. As long as you focus on your work, the organization will always notice you. It just takes time.

"I'm superficial. Let me punish myself with a drink." Zhang Yuanqing raised the can of Coke.

He admired this gentle and feather-conscious plague god and was thinking about whether to dig him to Songhai. Although he did not have enough merits and could not be a deacon in Songhai, he could recommend him to Fu Qingyang and let Wei Yuanzhou be the patrol captain.

Because the patrol team is more suitable for accumulating merits by chasing wanted criminals, when Wei Yuanzhou has enough merits in the future, he can return to Jinghai City to serve as a deacon. It is still very difficult to serve as a deacon in Songhai. As a municipality, Songhai usually has 5th or 6th level saints as deacons. There are not many 4th level saints.

Wei Yuanzhou smiled and raised the beer can, and took a sip. Zhang Yuanqing asked Captain Wei, have you ever considered...

Suddenly, Xie Lingxi's urgent voice came from the headset.

Brother Yuanshi, I heard a colleague who was patrolling in the corridor fall to the ground. There was a brief sound of fighting. Their heartbeats were still there. They were not dead, but just unconscious.

The attackers really came! When did they sneak into the hospital? Why didn’t Guan Ya give any warning? There were no surveillance cameras in the corridor. He chose to clear out the enemies in the corridor first... Zhang Yuanqing stood up suddenly.

Wei Yuanzhou, who was sitting across the table, also put down his beer can, his face solemn. He was also wearing a headset and heard what Xie Lingxi said. Zhang Yuanqing pressed the headset and said,

Did you hear the attacker's footsteps? Where?

Xie Lingxi’s voice was heard, “He’s coming, coming to our floor... um~” The voice in the headset stopped abruptly, and was replaced by the delicate moan of the little green tea girl.

The next second, Zhang Yuanqing and Wei Yuanzhou, who were sitting at the round table, felt their legs go limp, their heads dizzy, and they were overwhelmed with fatigue and sleepiness. At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing heard the sound of extraordinary walkers falling to the ground in the corridor. Wei Yuanzhou quickly took out a tender green leaf from the inventory, put it in his mouth, and said in a deep voice:

It is a colorless and odorless paralytic gas. Its source should be the ventilation duct or central air conditioning. It is not very toxic, but it will seriously weaken our combat effectiveness...

He immediately determined the attacker's method based on the situation of his colleagues.

The more toxic the poison, the stronger the smell, and it will be detected immediately. The attacker was very smart. He used the hospital's ventilation system and blunted the knife to cut the flesh, paralyzing the official walkers in the building bit by bit. Zhang Yuanqing guessed it with a sigh.

When the patrol team privately discussed what tactics a psychic who was good at using poison would adopt when outnumbered, Li Chunfeng's guess was to use ventilation ducts to transport poison gas.

So Zhang Yuanqing arranged for Xiao Doubi and the ghost bride to guard the central air conditioning and ventilation ducts, and gave each official walker on duty a detoxification pill made by the wood demon. Unexpectedly, they were still infected.

Zhang Yuanqing estimated that the psychic held a solemn prayer before taking action, which added a buff to his actions.

He calmly summoned the Mountain God's Scepter, held this costly but extremely powerful item in his hand, and activated the item's extraordinary power.

In an instant, a powerful force surged out from the scepter and flowed into his limbs and bones, and the weakness in his muscles instantly dissipated.

Zhang Yuanqing rushed out of the lounge holding the mountain god's scepter and happened to see a man in a black coat, hunched over and wearing a mask, rushing towards the intensive care unit in the brightly lit corridor.

He held the mountain god's scepter at his feet, and a green ripple spread out. The potted plants around the corridor came alive, growing rapidly, and extending vines that entangled the charging enemies.

The enemy, wearing a coat and with a hunched back, was extremely agile. He moved sideways and made small jumps to avoid one vine after another. Finally, he leaped up, stepped on the wall to avoid being whipped by a vine, and came right in front of Zhang Yuanqing.

Under the black clothes, an arm with a steel arm guard stretched out, and the palm was like a large rodent's front claw with sharp nails. Whoosh!

The sharp claws swiped through the air, making a clear whistling sound, and easily tore the young man holding the scepter. But it was just an illusion.

The hunched psychic was stunned for a moment, then he lay down on his left side with his back pressed against the wall, as if he was avoiding something.

Bang

The floor tiles where he was originally standing were smashed into pieces. A young man holding a scepter appeared.

The stick missed, and Zhang Yuanqing immediately kicked up, showing his super flexibility, and kicked the psychic's jaw with his toes. At the same time, he saw half of the psychic's face, with black eyes like rats, gray hair on his temples, and deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. He was very old.

The psychic's body suddenly collapsed, and he dodged flexibly again. Winter!

Zhang Yuanqing's venomous kick left a deep hole in the wall. He used the Star Escape Technique without hesitation, and his body transformed into a dreamy star official, just in time to avoid the psychic's claw that was sweeping towards his ankle.

Zhang Yuanqing appeared more than ten meters away, his face was blue, and worm-like objects were protruding from his skin, crawling slowly. He was poisoned and invaded by worm eggs.

The air is full of poisonous gases and dust-like insect eggs, which enter the human body through breathing. Cough, cough, cough...

The psychic suddenly coughed violently, felt his chest tighten, his throat uncomfortable, and had difficulty breathing. His forehead also started to burn.

He was sick, and the germs were attacking his immune system, causing all kinds of discomfort. It was Wei Yuanzhou in the lounge who released the germs.

At this moment, a door in the corridor was violently kicked open, and a red-haired girl rushed out. Without saying a word, she set her petite body ablaze with violent flames, and crashed into the psychic like a meteor.

The psychic, who was in an uncomfortable state, was about to cross his arms to try to block the impact of the meteorite.

However, a shadowy figure wearing a bright red wedding dress and holding a baby in her arms appeared silently behind the psychic and completed the possession. Boom!

The meteorite hit the psychic in the chest, knocking him away, causing blood to spurt out and his chest to burn. Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing used the Night Wandering God's strong vitality to suppress the poisonous insects and poison. He held the Mountain God's Scepter in his left hand and summoned the Bloodthirsty Blade in his right hand, chasing the possessed psychic at a faster speed, and the sharp willow knife pierced into the enemy's chest.

But Zhang Yuanqing knew that with the vitality of the psychic, such an attack was not enough to kill him. He calmly drew his sword and slashed at the opponent's neck, intending to decapitate him.

The severely injured psychic landed heavily on the ground, and his hands and feet seemed to be no longer agile. He moved clumsily for a few times and could not make an effective evasion. Because the little funny guy took away his agility.

To deal with a level 4 psychic, he still uses the advantage of numbers. He doesn't need to use all the props, nor does he need to use skills like Howling Moon and Wandering.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the floor-to-ceiling window in the ward next to Zhang Yuanqing exploded.

A black shadow broke through the French window, swept through the ward in an instant, rushed into the corridor, and knocked Zhang Yuanqing away.

The figure was so fast that he couldn't react. In a hurry, he could only roll over and use Night Swim to hide his body. The shadow didn't chase him, but grabbed the psychic's shoulder, rushed into the ward with him, and flew away through the broken French window.

Zhang Yuanqing followed the other person with his eyes. In the sound of the helicopter propeller flapping wings, he saw the sexy bee abdomen with black and yellow stripes, and saw the familiar yet unfamiliar back. Xiaoyuan was stunned.

ps: Feitianyu got drunk by me and vomited for half an hour. Xiaolong just admitted his mistake. What a loser. I wrote a chapter after I finished drinking. Sleep, sleep…