mysterious forerunner

Chapter 361 [Witch Doctor] Does Not Treat Diseases
Zhang Qingxiang tactfully walked into a dark alley nearby.

Several local gang members immediately followed in, and one of them even pulled out an old-fashioned pistol from his waist for threatening purposes.

The owner of the small shop next door, the beggar basking in the sun against the wall in front of the shop, and a few passers-by all seemed indifferent.

Outsiders like this have no idea of ​​self-restraint and deserve to be robbed.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
After just a few seconds, Zhang Qingxiang walked out of the alley refreshed.

The shop owner looked at him in astonishment and even forgot to pay the bill.

Zhang Qingxiang stopped a taxi and took out some US dollars: "I want to go to Anqiu Ancient City."

The taxi driver looked at the US dollar bill and said calmly: "That place is far away, the money you gave is not enough."

"How much do you need?"

"One thousand, at least one thousand dollars." The taxi driver turned around and glanced at the people around him. The shop owner looked at him unfriendly.

"For one thousand dollars, I promise to take you there. For another two thousand dollars, I promise to take you there alive."

Zhang Qingxiang saw a dark birthmark around the taxi driver's right eye, which looked a bit like a scorpion. He immediately became interested and took out three thousand dollars: "Really?"

The taxi driver had a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth. He glanced at the US dollars but did not take them directly: "Only if you listen to me obediently on the way."

"If you don't cooperate, I won't take this job."

Zhang Qingxiang handed him the money and said, "No problem. Everything is up to you."

The driver put the money in his pocket and pointed his thumb back: "Get in the car."

Zhang Qingxiang opened the back door and got in. This was an old car from the 1980s, older than Zhang Qingxiang.

Once it's turned on, there's noise everywhere.

After the car left, the store owner ran into the alley and saw several gang members lying on the ground unconscious.

He immediately went back to the store and made a phone call, while reporting the taxi's license plate number, and then said, "It's that guy Scorpion Eyes!"

A vicious voice on the other end of the phone said, "So what? Things are no longer the same as before. Scorpion Eyes still dares to mess with us. This time, we will settle all the old and new scores with him! This evening, his body will hang on the [Big Red Tree] outside the city!"

Gangs are rampant in this country and public security is extremely chaotic.

About seventy years ago, two large gangs were fighting each other, and one side first dropped the enemy they shot on a big tree outside the city.

Then a rival gang retaliated, killing dozens of people and also hanged them on the tree.

Since then, this big tree has become a fixed "check-in point" for gang feuds in this city.

In order to achieve the strongest deterrent effect, hang the person after killing him.

The soil under the big tree is dark red, and everyone calls this tree the "big red tree".

……

An old taxi, almost the same color as the earth, left a trail of gray as it sped along the road outside the city.

The driver had great "scorpion eye" skills, with one hand on the door and the other controlling the steering wheel.

After leaving the city, he even took out a bottle of wine from the glove box and drank it while driving.

Scorpion Eyes secretly observed the guests through the rearview mirror - drinking and driving was an old trick of his to test whether the guests in the car would be honest and obedient.

Many guests from North America and Europe could not help but speak up to stop him at this time, and some even lectured him.

Scorpion Eyes would just return the money and kick the person off the bus.

In such a remote place, guests usually compromise, as it is almost impossible for them to walk back to the city alone with heavy luggage.

Then the guests will be obedient - only by following his arrangements can the safety of the journey be guaranteed to the greatest extent.

But this person today had no opinion on anything Scorpion Eyes did.

Since getting in the car, he closed his eyes and leaned back in the back seat as if he was taking a rest.

But Scorpion Eyes was very sure that the other person was not asleep.

I seem to be very cooperative. You can do whatever you want. Before I got in the car, I promised to follow your arrangements and I will never interrupt or say anything.

But Scorpion Eyes felt somewhat uneasy.

When Scorpion Eyes met the customer in the alley, he actually knew what was going on.

He was well aware that this deal was fraught with risks, otherwise he would not have asked for three thousand dollars.

Two hundred dollars is more than enough to buy a life here.

Normally, Scorpioneye charges about five hundred dollars for a job.

High risk means high return... No, now it should be said that the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish.

When they were at the entrance of the alley, Scorpion Eyes thought that this guest was a foreign fugitive or a special agent of some special agency.

He has some skills and knowledge, so he can deal with the lower-level members of those gangs.

But these people also like to meddle in their own work and they are very suspicious.

But now it seems... I must have seen it wrong?

Scorpion Eyes has been in this business for many years, and he rarely misjudges people, but the consequences of each misjudgement are "heart-stirring."

"What the hell!" Scorpion Eyes cursed secretly. The three thousand US dollars in his pocket, which had smelled so good just now, now felt a little hot.

He was debating whether to return the money and kick the man out of the car, or be more honest and return the money and take the man back to the city - suddenly he saw a man suddenly appear from behind a rock on the side of the road, carrying an RPG!

"Whoosh-"

A streak of fire with a large cloud of white smoke coming out of its buttocks was flying towards him.

Scorpion Eyes slammed on the brakes to stop, then rushed out of the car like a human being and went to the back to pull the "guest" out.

The two of them rolled on the ground...

boom!
As the two men fell into the roadside ditch, the old taxi was blown into a fireball.

"Damn it!" Scorpion Eyes held the customer's shoulder and cursed: "They are here for you, three thousand dollars is not enough, I want more money!"

Zhang Qingxiang said calmly: "No, they are coming for you."

Scorpion Eyes was stunned, and looked at Zhang Qingxiang in confusion: "Do you know me?"

Zhang Qingxiang didn't know him in both of his past lives, but he was in the late stage of cultivation in his previous life, and this guy was really too famous.

He is the leader of the "resistance" organization of practitioners in the South American continent - resistance against the hegemony of North Americans.

As the mystery deepened, North Americans' exploitation of the South American continent became more and more serious. They simply tore off their disguises and directly intervened in the affairs of various countries.

What the people of South America cannot tolerate the most is that North Americans have incorporated professionals from South America into the army, and all dangerous tasks are assigned to them!
[Scorpion Eyes] It is said that Zamoramo was once conscripted by the Fungus and forced to perform a mission that would entail death. He then rose up in resistance, killed the Fungus leader, escaped, and joined the resistance.

Over the next decade or so, this guy was promoted all the way to the [True God Realm], making North Americans hate him to the core, but they couldn't do anything about him.

He is known as the Bolivar of South American professionals.

Zhang Qingxiang recognized him the first time he saw the scorpion-shaped birthmark.

Originally, Zhang Qingxiang just wanted to call a car to leave the city, and then use the transportation transformed by the [Steam Engine Core] to go to the ancient city of Anqiu.

In this era, as long as you have navigation, there is no place you can’t go.

I didn't expect that when I raised my hand to stop a taxi, I would meet the leader of the South American resistance.

Of course he had to get to know him, and at this stage, the [Sun God] had not yet grown to its strongest. If he could not be brought back to China to continue training, then Zhang Qingxiang would need a "treasure keeper". There was no doubt that [Scorpion Eyes] Zamoramo was a very suitable candidate.

"I don't know him," Zhang Qingxiang pointed his finger at his temple and said, "but I have a brain."

Scorpion Eyes' face was full of suspicion, but then the other party jumped down from the rock, holding an assault rifle in each hand, and approached while firing: "Scorpion Eyes! You must die today!"

Scorpion Eyes was stunned. He was really coming for me?
He stuck his head out of the ditch and was immediately showered with bullets.

Scorpion Eyes retracted and told Zhang Qingxiang: "You hide here. I'll go and deal with this guy."

Without waiting for Zhang Qingxiang to answer, Scorpion Eyes ducked and rushed out, preparing to go around from another direction and get behind his opponent.

But as soon as he showed his head, bullets followed.

blah blah blah...

The bullets sent a cloud of dust flying on the ground around him.

The opponent sneered: "You can't run away!"

The bullets in the assault rifle in his hand had just been used up. With a flip of his hands, the two assault rifles disappeared out of thin air and were replaced by a huge grenade launcher.

boom! boom! boom!
No matter which direction Scorpion Eyes escapes, his opponent can always find his position accurately.

Various shrapnel caused a lot of wounds on Scorpion Eye, but they would heal quickly.

Zhang Qingxiang watched with interest from the side. At this time, the supreme leader of the South American rebels was only at the fourth level.

His profession was just as the legend said in the previous life, a "witch doctor", and he had apparently awakened several powerful professional skills.

[Witch Doctor] and [Taoist Doctor] are both branch professions of [Physician].

Relatively speaking, the professional skills of [Witch Doctor] are more bizarre.

For example, at this moment he kept treating himself, as if he had an "immortal body".

His opponent was obviously a [Gunner], probably also level 4. His other abilities were unclear, but he at least had a very useful professional skill, [Battlefield Vision].

So no matter how Scorpion Eyes hides, the opponent can always find his position accurately, and all kinds of weapons will follow and fire at him.

At this time, the [Gunner] had emptied his grenade launcher and quickly replaced it with an anti-material sniper rifle.

There was a gunshot. Scorpion Eyes was hiding behind a rock. The bullet went straight through the rock and pierced Scorpion Eyes' chest!
The scorpion eye fourth-level professional has a very strong physical fitness, and this shot only caused a penetrating wound. If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid the person would be directly broken into two pieces.

"Ah..." Scorpion Eyes screamed, a cruel look on his face. The shot caused him great pain.

He puffed up his cheeks and blew a breath in the direction of the [gunman].

There was a faint purple-red tint in the airflow.

After severely injuring Scorpion Eyes, [Gunner] laughed triumphantly, and then continued shooting, using shooting to control Scorpion Eyes' range of movement, while he quickly approached - suddenly the gunman's body shook, and a black gas floated on his face.

"Poisoned!" The gunman was shocked and retreated quickly while suppressing the discomfort.

But Scorpion Eyes suddenly jumped out, lit a lighter with one hand, and grabbed a handful of powder with the other hand and threw it at the flame -

call!
A flame spurted out two meters, and the poisoning condition of the [Gunner] suddenly worsened. His legs went soft and he fell to the ground, dark purple blood gushing out of his nostrils and mouth.

Scorpion Eyes took a deep breath, walked over cursing, picked up the sniper rifle from his opponent, and pointed it at the Gunner's forehead.

Zhang Qingxiang didn't know when he was standing in the ditch.

But everyone in the battle turned a blind eye to him.

Zhang Qingxiang watched all this with interest. When the muzzle of the gun was against the [Gunner's] forehead, Zhang Qingxiang looked behind Scorpion Eyes.

A slender dagger stabbed out from nowhere and pierced into the back of Scorpion Eyes.

The dagger struck out, bringing out a trail of blood when it was pulled out.

Scorpion Eyes screamed and turned around to look for the enemy, but the dagger appeared at the side of his right leg again, stabbed into it quickly, and disappeared after being pulled out.

Scorpion Eyes staggered and knelt on the ground.

He frantically urged his healing ability: "The knife is poisonous, my healing ability is suppressed!"

"Detoxify first..."

The Witch Doctor is also good at detoxification, but it takes time. The dagger flashed quickly and this time went straight for Scorpion Eyes' neck!
Scorpion Eyes crushed a puppet with great force, and the owner of the dagger was suddenly seriously injured and quickly shrank back.

Scorpion Eyes thought he had won a chance to catch his breath, but he didn't expect that the [Gunman] in front of him would lock an iron chain around his ankle with a click!
Then the Gunner sneered and made an explosion gesture to Scorpion Eyes: "BOOM!"

A hand stretched out from nowhere behind him, grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back, pulling him into nothingness.

The iron chains rattled, and there was a huge bomb tied to the back!

There are only three seconds left on the bomb countdown——

If it was normal, Scorpion Eyes would be able to open the chain in three seconds. But now he was slow and seriously injured, and this bomb could kill an elephant!
The physical strength of a fourth-order professional is at the same level as that of an elephant.

Scorpion Eyes was sweating profusely as he quickly condensed a very corrosive liquid - a liquid that was more corrosive than aqua regia, but it had no effect when poured on the chain!

Scorpion Eyes was desperate: "This chain is also a secret object!"

He took out a long knife and chopped it with all his strength.

Zheng!
The blade cut in halfway, and the countdown number returned to zero!
boom……

Scorpion Eyes sighed and closed his eyes... After a while, he did not feel any pain from the explosion and could not help but praise: "This is a really pleasant way to die."

But he felt something was not right, because the wound caused by the dagger was still causing waves of severe pain.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the "guest" standing in front of him. The bomb created a huge pit with a radius of 30 meters around it, but in his direction, he was not affected at all because of the presence of the guest.

"You..." Scorpion Eyes didn't know what to say. I was actually saved by my own guest!
I took three thousand dollars from him and promised to protect him and bring him to Anqiu Ancient City safely...

In his entire career, Scorpion Eyes had never been so excited and... embarrassed.

I was excited that I had escaped death, but I was embarrassed that I looked a little ridiculous.

Zhang Qingxiang turned around and said to Scorpion Eyes, "Heal yourself, and I'll take care of the rest."

Then Zhang Qingxiang disappeared.

Scorpion Eyes discovered that he didn't even know how the other person left.

Even if you can't see the other party's movements clearly, you should at least be able to sense whether the other party is leaving by relying on physical speed, or using secret techniques or professional skills to move.

But the Scorpion Eye couldn't sense it at all.

"The gap is too big..."

Ten seconds later, Zhang Qingxiang came back, leaving behind the bodies of the [gunman] and the [assassin].

Scorpion Eyes was embarrassed again because the guest acted too quickly and he had not healed his injuries in just a dozen seconds!
The poison and the knife wound made Scorpion Eyes unable to move at this time.

Since the guests left behind a body, Scorpion Eyes should have fulfilled his duty and checked if there was anything on the two people that could prove their identities, or any clues.

Zhang Qingxiang smiled slightly: "Don't worry."

Scorpion Eyes breathed a sigh of relief with gratitude, and began to use all his professional abilities to detoxify first, then heal his injuries.

Half a minute later, the toxin was completely neutralized in his body.

No longer caring about the two knife wounds, Scorpion Eyes immediately stood up, forced himself to walk over, and took a closer look at the [Assassin].

"I know this guy!" Scorpion Eyes was furious: "He's from the Vadis family!"

The thugs that Zhang Qingxiang knocked unconscious in the alley were peripheral members of the Huadis family.

But the Vattis family will definitely not send out two professionals just for those trash.

Even before today, Scorpion Eyes didn't know that the Vattis family had secretly trained two professionals whose strength was comparable to his own.

They must be the secret weapons of this huge gang. They are coming to deal with me today to settle old scores.

In Scorpion Eyes’ past business, he rescued people from the Vattis family many times.

After becoming a professional, Scorpion Eyes became even more outrageous.

"I'm sorry that I got you involved." Scorpion Eyes said with frustration and self-blame, and took out the three thousand dollars from his pocket: "This is your money, I'll return it..."

Zhang Qingxiang pushed the money back: "This is my payment to you. I still need you to be my driver and take me to Anqiu Ancient City."

Zamoramo shook his head and refused firmly: "No, I can no longer provide the promised services, I can't accept this money."

Zhang Qingxiang stared at him for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Why did you offend that...Huatis family?"

Zamoramo gritted his teeth and briefly explained the reason.

Zhang Qingxiang nodded: "Why do you want to earn such dangerous money?"

Scorpion Eyes said sternly: "This has nothing to do with you."

"I guess... you have money to spend."

Scorpion Eyes suddenly had a feeling that this guest's eyes could see through his heart, and he felt a little flustered. It was the only soft spot in the tough guy's heart, and he felt uncomfortable after being passively touched.

"Is there a patient at home? Your wife? Brother? Sister?"

In fact, Zhang Qingxiang already knew the answer. After Zamoramo was promoted to the [True God Realm], he was interviewed by a famous European reporter.

In this interview, he talked about his past.

During this period, his sister, his only relative in the world, was seriously ill. The medicine was very expensive, and they had no money to go to North America or Europe for treatment.

Although Zamoramo doesn't look like a good person, he is unwilling to rely on crime for money.

He can only do some "dangerous" jobs.

“Hehe.” Zhang Qingxiang smiled slightly and threw three thousand dollars to Scorpion Eyes: “Heal your own wound first, then find a way to get another car and fulfill your promise - take me to Anqiu Ancient City safely.”

"Don't worry, I believe there will be no more danger along the way."

"Then," Zhang Qingxiang paused before continuing, "maybe I can give you a long-term job."

“You don’t have to stay here and fight against the Vadis family. After all…if you die, who can your sister rely on?”

Scorpion Eyes suddenly turned to Big Eyes: How does he know it’s my sister?
Scorpion Eyes was very confident; when the guest tested him with words just now, his expression did not reveal the answer.

"This guy... can he really read minds?!"

Once again, Zamoramo was deeply afraid of the strength of this guest.

"Okay, I'll take you to Anqiu Ancient City first."

It took Scorpion Eyes more than half an hour to heal his wounds.

In addition to the fact that the [Assassin] had been ruthless and his injuries were extremely severe, it was also because he was in very poor condition at the time and his own abilities had declined.

Then he took Zhang Qingxiang back to the city on foot and bought a stolen car from a familiar used car dealer for only five hundred dollars.

"Come on sir, let's go."

Scorpion Eyes became respectful in his words and attitude.

Zhang Qingxiang sat on the co-pilot and said, "Go back and take your sister with you first. The Huadis family is not a force that abides by the rules."

Scorpion Eyes' heart tightened, fortunately the customer reminded him!

In the past, the Vattis family didn’t dare to touch their sister because they were afraid that she was a professional.

Now they also have professionals, and although two of them were killed, there may not be others. They may have killed their sister in revenge for the death of the two professionals.

Scorpion Eyes stepped on the accelerator and soon returned to his home in the slums.

"Luciana!" he shouted before he even entered the room, and a weak voice came from the room: "I'm here, brother."

Scorpion Eyes rushed over and didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw his sister with his own eyes.

Luciana was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old Latin beauty. Due to long-term illness, she was very weak and was only about 1.4 meters tall.

With his sister on his shoulders, Scorpion Eyes finally had no worries and set off for the ancient city of Anqiu with peace of mind.

Before leaving the city, Scorpion Eyes went around to a heavily guarded factory, threw seven or eight grenades inside, and cursed fiercely: "Son of a bitch!"

Then he drove away.

"That's the ice factory of the Vattis family." Scorpion Eyes shrugged and explained, "I only know this one. If I knew about the others, I would blow them all up!"

"But blowing this one up can be considered as a way to vent my anger."

Zhang Qingxiang smiled. As expected, he was still the rebel leader who was clear about gratitude and resentment in the previous life.

After the car left the city, Zhang Qingxiang asked a question that had been very strange to him since his last life: "You are a witch doctor, right? Can't you heal your sister?"

(End of this chapter)