“Ahem…”
Zhu Chi behind him covered his ears with his fingers and staggered, almost falling to the ground.
He dusted himself off, walked out of the dust in a panic and said to Han Ningchu, "Sister-in-law, you almost killed me."
"I'll leave that monster to you! I don't think anyone except you can be Zhu Qing's opponent."
Han Ningchu ignored Zhu Chi and pushed him back.
Zhu Chi was thrown to the ground.
He reached forward with one hand.
In her hand she held a hideous and terrifying human head, or to be exact, that head was not the head of a living person.
“Ahhhh!”
The head in his hand made an unpleasant and shrill sound, and opened its bloody mouth as if it wanted to swallow Han Ningchu whole.
“Waaaaaah!”
More shrill screams followed one after another.
Several figures appeared, and Han Ningchu crushed the head in his hand, and green blood splattered everywhere.
Then Han Ningchu punched away several figures who pounced on her.
A series of dull, thunder-like impact sounds came into my ears.
"Dang dang dang..." The dull sound of metal collision is heard, making people's scalps numb and their whole body uncomfortable.
More figures crawled out from the ground under the light, each of their faces was dry and rotten, and they pounced towards Han Ningchu with sharp fangs exposed.
"Hey guys, it's time for dinner."
A man with a beard and a rough appearance, wearing a green Taoist robe, was shaking a bronze bell in his hand with a sinister smile.
Hundreds of arms emerged from the ground, and the entire museum was suddenly filled with the shrill howling of these monsters that were neither human nor ghost.
"superior!"
Han Jia'an Po waved her hand, and all the people brought by Han Ningchu jumped down and rushed towards the group of unknown things around them.
"Leave this to me, young master." The man shouted to Zhu Qing.
Immediately, he licked his lips with his tongue, his face full of excitement: "You really picked a good place. There are so many corpses buried here. Can you kill all these good guys of mine?"
"Qi Wei, don't be lenient. Whether it's Nanmen Hu or Han Ningchu, I allow you to kill them."
Zhu Qing gave an order and continued to rush towards Zhu Chi with his men.
His goal was very clear, which was to kill his second brother Zhu Chi.
Just kill him and everything will be over!
The huge Ruble Hall was filled with shouts of killing, and a chaotic fight between the two sides finally broke out.
Blood was splattered everywhere, and the entire Ruble Hall was soaked in a thick scent of blood.
"Miss Han, leave this to us! You go and protect the second young master." Zhou Lu said to Han Ningchu.
Zhou Lu and Xiang Fan joined the battle with Mo Wei.
"good."
"Mrs. An, take your men and hold them back. I'll go find Zhu Qing." After saying that, Han Ningchu ran towards Zhu Qing who was walking around them.
Grandma An looked at Qi Wei who was ringing the bell in the distance, and a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes: "My junior brother has fought with that evil Taoist priest before."
"These monsters are all zombies. Although they are relatively weak, they can't stand up to the large numbers. If you don't pay attention, they may surround you and eat you till there's nothing left."
"What should we do then?" Zhou Lu looked at Grandma An inquiringly.
The first of the thirty-three generals in Zhu Qing's inner circle, the ghost Taoist Qi Wei is by no means an ordinary person.
He has many weird and unorthodox methods, and the outside world knows very little about him. Even Xiang Fan would suffer a great loss if he faced him head-on.
"It's simple. Find a few good hands to destroy the bell in that guy's hand. Those zombies were summoned by the bell."
Grandma An patted Zhou Lu's shoulder and said with a smile: "I am an old man, so I will leave this matter to you, a young man."
"Uh... okay."
Zhou Lu scratched his head and glanced at Xiang Fan who was already killing people.
It seems better to leave this kind of thing to him, a professional five-star killer.
"By the way, young man! Let me remind you. After destroying the bell, don't get entangled with him. It will be difficult to survive if you face him head-on." Grandma An said very seriously.
"Well... then we have to let Brother Xiang Fan go."
As he spoke, Zhou Lu looked at his pocket watch and muttered, "Why hasn't the young master come yet? Isn't he waiting for the second young master to be beaten to death by the eldest young master before coming?"
"Well... considering his style, it seems that it is not impossible."
Han Ningchu stood alone in front of Zhu Qing.
"Heh... Master Han, I advise you to get out of here as soon as possible. The people from the Jingwei Group are probably on their way here. Do you think you can still return to Changning City alive by then?"
With a faint smile on his face, Zhu Qing's words were full of mockery.
Seeing that Han Ningchu didn't listen at all, Zhu Qing gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "Kill!"
The two people standing behind Zhu Qing rushed up like rockets with full momentum.
But there were no surprises at all.
How could an ordinary person withstand Han Ningchu's punches?
After just one encounter, the two men were smashed into pieces by Han Ningchu's punch. Not to mention a complete corpse, there was not even half a corpse left.
Han Ningchu raised his index finger at Zhu Qing provocatively and sneered, "Zhu Qing, we have never fought each other in all these years."
"What? Could it be that the eldest son of the Zhu family still doesn't dare to fight with a woman like me?"
"With just this little courage, you still want to be the head of the Zhu family?"
The look in his eyes when he looked at Zhu Qing was full of contempt: "Hey, Zhu Qing. Listen to my advice, go home and be a good playboy. It's better for you to ask dad for money every day."
Han Ningchu's extremely aggressive taunting made Zhu Qing so angry that veins on his forehead popped out and he clenched his fists.
I'm so angry that I don't know where to vent.
He glanced at Yang Hao, the only one left behind him, and signaled him with his eyes to go up and hold Han Ningchu.
The wretched Yang Hao had a look of ashamed and waved his hands repeatedly: "No no! Master, are you in a hurry to send me to my death?"
"Listen, Yang Hao! You are already a saint, help me delay for five minutes." Zhu Qing winked at Yang Hao:
"I'll come to rescue you as soon as I kill Zhu Chi. Don't you like those red porcelains that my family took in Continent O? I'll send someone to deliver them to you when I get back."
"Master...I really can't do this!"
Yang Hao, who is cunning by nature, values his life the most. If he is asked to stop Han Ningchu, even if the young master picks stars for him, he will refuse without hesitation.
"Three minutes..."
"Young Master, if you really want me, your most loyal and pleasing subordinate, to die... I have no choice but to give up my worthless life. Are you willing to do so?" Yang Hao said pitifully.
"Well... one minute?"
Grabbing Zhu Qing's little finger, Yang Hao shook his head vigorously and whispered: "Master, I... am afraid!"
Zhu Qing sighed and waved his hands, then continued to shout at Han Ningchu: "Han Ningchu, you're satisfied with scolding me, right? How about we calm down and have a good talk?"
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