I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Mao Xiao's face froze, and then he asked: "What are you going to do with her? It's definitely not okay to let her go, but if you keep her here, even if we don't take her, someone will come to take her."

Qin Yao looked up at the female ghost, and said lightly, "You heard it too... what's your plan?"

Chen Xiaolian fell down from mid-air, and pondered: "I don't know where the two masters are going?"

Qin Yao: "We are chasing a zombie. Wherever he goes, we will go there. There is no definite destination."

Chen Xiaolian bowed and begged: "Since that's the case, I would like to ask two masters to bring the little girl. The husband of the little girl joined the guerrillas during the Japanese Occupation, and he was shot to change places, so I don't know where he is now." I happened to follow you two to find my husband, and I implore you two to agree."

Qin Yao said: "What does Taoist Master Mao think?"

"Pindao has no objection." Mao Xiaofang replied.

Qin Yao glanced across the hotel lobby, and raised his palm towards the umbrella stand at the entrance of the lobby. An orange oil-paper umbrella flew up from the umbrella stand and fell sideways into his palm.

"Let's bend over to this umbrella. Whether you can see your husband again depends on fate."

"Thank you, my lord."

Chen Xiaolian was overjoyed, and immediately turned into a ray of white light, which sank into the umbrella body.

Qin Yao put away the oil-paper umbrella, turned around and glanced at Mao Xiaofang, then suddenly handed the umbrella body to the other party, and said with a smile: "I don't have a backpack, and there is no place to hang the umbrella on my body, please Master Mao to hold the umbrella for Chen Xiaolian so that Chen Xiaolian can see to the outside world."

Mao Xiaofang nodded slightly, took the umbrella body, and hung it on his white cloth bag.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the tightly closed door was kicked open from the outside, and an imposing middle-aged man rushed in with a team of green military uniforms, shouting: "Who are you? Do you know what is here?" place?"

Qin Yao followed the prestige and said calmly: "Isn't it written on the plaque at the door? Are you illiterate?"

"presumptuous!"

The middle-aged man was furious. He pulled out the pistol hanging from his waist and aimed it at Qin Yao's forehead: "Even if you don't know who I am, you should know what this is, right?"

"Inspector Qian." When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, a tall man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a crew cut and white clothes suddenly appeared outside the hotel and greeted with a smile.

"Mr. Yang." Inspector Qian turned his head and took a look, with a smile on his face: "Are you passing by?"

The man in white nodded slightly: "What's the situation here, why are you still drawing your gun?"

Inspector Qian snorted coldly, and pointed at Qin Yao: "This guy is lawless and arrogant. I'm planning to teach him a lesson."

The man in white glanced at Qin Yao and Mao Xiaofang, and then said with a smile: "As the saying goes, when the flood floods the Dragon King Temple, one family does not recognize the other family. Inspector Qian, you are my friend, and these two are also my friends. You can give me face and expose this matter."

Without the slightest hesitation, Inspector Qian quickly put the gun back on his waist: "How dare I not give Mr. Yang face? Brothers, withdraw."

"Yes, sir." The uniforms roared.

"Wait." Seeing that they were about to turn around and leave, Qin Yao said suddenly.

Mr. Yang's complexion changed slightly, and Inspector Qian couldn't help frowning, turned around and asked, "What else do you need?"

"For ordinary people, letting you go is the best result, but for me, a favor is much more precious than a peaceful person." Qin Yao said calmly.

"What do you mean?" Inspector Qian was very puzzled.

Qin Yao didn't explain anything, and looked up at Mr. Yang: "Sir, do we know each other?"

Inspector Qian: "?"

Mr. Yang put away his smile and said seriously: "I didn't know each other before, but from now on, from now on, I know each other."

Qin Yao smiled and said, "I owe you a favor from above?"

Mr. Yang didn't expect the other party's personality to be so weird, so he tried his best to maintain calm and said, "Then how do you want to know each other?"

Qin Yao looked at Inspector Qian: "You heard me, this Mr. Yang and I are not friends yet, so there is no such thing as flooding the Dragon King Temple, what do you say about the account between us?" Calculate?"

Inspector Qian sneered and said, "You don't have to drink a toast! It doesn't matter if you don't give me Qian Lin's face, but you don't even give Mr. Yang's face, it's really audacious. Come on, let me put these two together and take them away." Police station."

"Yes." The two teams of military uniforms took orders and rushed towards the master and apprentice.

Qin Yao raised his hand and pushed, and an invisible palm force flew out, knocking the two army uniforms rushing towards him into the air like sandbags, drawing a long arc in the air, and some of them hit the wall Some of them were simply kicked out of the hotel.

"Qigong master?" the lonely Inspector Qian murmured with a look of astonishment on his face.

Qin Yao came to him step by step, stretched out his hand and pulled out the pistol from his waist, held the gun in his left hand, pointed it at his temple, and said with a smile, "Mr. Qian, I will give you a show for free."

"boom."

As soon as the words fell, he pulled the trigger suddenly, and a bullet rushed out of the barrel at high speed, but was caught between two fingers stretched out by his raised right hand, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Inspector Qian was dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

"Ding."

Qin Yao let go of the bullet, and the bullet head fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Afterwards, he handed the pistol to Inspector Qian, and said calmly, "Come here without indecent assault, I've finished my performance for you, now it's your turn."

Inspector Qian's body trembled violently, his feet were soft and his hands were soft, and he didn't even dare to pick up his own gun: "You...are you a human or a ghost?"

"Snapped."

Qin Yao slapped the gun into his arms and said with a light smile, "If I were a ghost, how would you survive?"

Detective Qian grabbed the pistol in a panic, his face changed for a while, and then he lowered his head and said, "I, Meng Lang, was rude. I apologize to you."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "There's no need to apologize, and I'm not interested in targeting you guys in uniform, go get busy."

"Thank you." Inspector Qian said, beckoning his subordinates to leave quickly.

"Meng Lang's is not only him, but also me." When they left the lobby and closed the door obediently, the man in white gave a wry smile and bowed his hands to Qin Yao: "Your Excellency laughed."

Qin Yao shook his head, raised his eyes to look at the picture of the eagle watching the wolf and Gu Zhi: "I'm Qin Yao, next to me is my good friend Mao Xiaofang, dare to ask your name?"

"Your humble Yang Feiyun, I have seen two masters." The man in white said.

'It really is you! Qin Yao's eyes flashed, and all kinds of information about Yang Feiyun in the original book flashed across his heart.

Different from the unit drama form of "Zombie Daoist II", the main line of "Zombie Daoist" is connected by two characters, good and evil.

The righteous character is undoubtedly Mao Xiaofang, while the evil protagonist is Yang Feiyun in the play.The fighting between good and evil can be said to run through the whole play.

So now there is only one question before Qin Yao—whether to kill Yang Feiyun now to avoid future troubles, or to fatten the pigs first, and then kill them after they are fattened.